Bittersweet

I have to say that I do love going to my job...I love that I get along with all of my coworkers. I've made many friends and I have a good time at work...I laugh and love the social part of it. So, it was hard to make the decision to apply for another position in the hospital. It was something I've thought of doing for a while. After seeing a position for ER patient registrar posted I decided to go for it. Although I will miss my friends and I will even miss all the things I do in the kitchen...for I am truly a jack of all trades there....catering, trayline, cook, grill, cafe worker, clerk, and several others.....I love knowing so much of the ins and outs and goings on down there. (The kitchen is in the basement). But, this is an opportunity to be home more with my kids...I'll work four nights a week and be home during the days with my kids. I can workout again...as I am just a morning "worker outer". So, my new journey will start sometime in the next few weeks....I'm nervous and excited and sad and happy all at the same time.

Do you speak Spanish?

I told Joe a while back that in Europe they give each other kisses on each cheek, instead of right on the lips (Joe loves kisses...a little too much sometimes). Now, he loves to give me European kisses...one on each cheek and sometimes one on the nose and one on the chin too. Yesterday Hannah was sitting on my lap and she kissed me on each cheek and then announced "I just gave you a Spanish kiss!"

yeah...

My daughter and I speak such extremely different emotional languages....I always wish I spoke hers.....and sometimes wish she spoke mine. *sigh*

Influence....

Today Hannah is sick. Aaron went to work late and I got off early. He brought her to the hospital for me to take her home....we walked to the gift shop to get a treat. The hospital lobby is tiled with big square tiles....Hannah told me in her very cute voice "Don't step on the butt cracks"

I wonder where she ever heard the term "butt crack"......

Midnight Masquerade

That's the prom theme this year. Zack went with Cassie again this year and they both looked so awesome! A big group of kids got together for pictures and to have dinner....thanks to Karen (Brittney's mom) for providing such a lovely home and dinner for the kids! I'm sure they're having a grand time!~ Here are many pictures not all in the proper order but you get the gist....

Cassie pinning Zack's boutonnière on

Cassie's mom pinning Zack's boutonnière on.

Zack and Cassie (I love this one!)

Zack and Cassie

Zack in our backyard

I love this one!....love the look on his face!

Love this one too...he looks so handsome!

Zack and Adam getting each other ready for their picture....lol!

Zack and Adam

Zack and Brittney

Zack and Grace

Zack and Jesse

Jessie, Zack and Jodie

Zack and Lexi

The cute couple...they look gorgeous!

Happy Prom 2010!

*A very special thanks to Grandad! Love you!!!

Conversations with a four year old.

Me: Did you wash your face?

Hannah: I just licked it and that's how I cleaned it.

the world we live in

Today, Hannah was brushing her teeth. While she was rinsing I left the water running while I went to check on Joe. Hannah was yelling "Turn it off!! It's going to run out of batteries!"

It's not funny....oh but it so is!!

Yesterday after church Josh and Matthew were in the backyard playing catch. It's one of those moments all mothers love..when your kids are getting along and you just watch thinking "this is the best moment ever." I was standing in the kitchen watching when Zack decided to go out and join in. Now, if you know Zack, you know he's not a baseball player...at all. So, it was so funny when he decided to try hitting the ball with the bat after watching Josh throw up the ball and try to hit it several times. Josh throws the ball and Zack hits it!! Three times in a row. I was laughing, because it was funny...truly funny to watch how he was hitting it...maybe you just had to be there. Then they traded places and Zack was throwing the ball to Josh to hit with the bat and Josh missed it...then he missed it again....and missed it again! The fourth time he HIT IT!....right into Zack's privates! Oh my....I know it shouldn't of been funny...but it was! I peed my pants....really, I had to change. You'll be glad to know that after crawling into the house and lying on the sofa for a while he has fully recovered.

Love

When Joe was born I was the happiest mom ever, I think. After three miscarriages....he was just such a wanted baby. How fun it was to have a baby around again. All the kids adored him and he brought joy to our home. He had so many helping hands...especially Josh. Josh changed diapers, even poopy ones and gave him baths and taught him his colors and read to him and many other things. I always knew he was kind of a high strung guy.....but this never seemed to be too much of a problem, in fact sometimes it was kinda funny. He loved to jump and run around from the time he took his first steps. He loves super heroes and many a time that boy has "become" the Hulk by ripping his shirt off (this was especially uncomfortable at Church). I'll never forget the look on his Dr's face the time he stood up on the examining table and leaped 3 feet into the Dr's arms, I have never seen any one look so shocked. Joe was so excited to start school. We went to orientation and I told his teacher he would give her a run for her money. Boy, if I only knew what was in store....what a heart wrenching few months this has been. I have felt every emotion, I think. Joe is so smart and is learning so much so fast. He is also having the hardest time of his short life and so am I (though my life is not as short :) ). I spend so much time wondering what I've done wrong. I think and think...am I too mean to him. Do I let him watch too many super hero movies? He struggles so much and it breaks my heart. He gets in trouble for hitting and for threatening to hit. He yells out in class all the time. He has trouble making and keeping friends. He is so impulsive and so so hyper. His moods are up and down and all over the place with no warning he can just get unbelievably mad and violent. He says mean and hurtful things. There is another side to him...so loving and so sweet. I love this boy with all my heart and I will never give up on him.....I will continue to work with him and try and teach him...I will continue to pray with him and for him. I will be there for him and do everything I can to help him learn how to cope with his emotions and impulses. He is my son.

Do you believe in Ghosts?

Last night Aaron came home and I was actually awake. He works nights and I'm usually asleep by the time he comes home....but I'm reading a good book right now, so I was awake, plus, the kids were tremendously hard to put to bed and I was pretty grumpy, but that's another story. So, he came home and told me some ghost stories.....which I did not appreciate. Have you met my husband, Aaron? He is about the least superstitious person I know...very grounded in the literal and doesn't let his imagination run away....unlike, me. About 2 weeks ago he was in his store, late, doing paperwork. He was alone when he suddenly saw a shadow run past him.....he went through the whole store he found nothing...he dismissed it. Then a few nights later...again in the store alone.....he was doing paperwork and suddenly something metal fell to floor....it freaked him right out and he went to investigate and again found nothing, he was completely alone. Then, two nights ago he was in the store alone....when he heard a box fall....he said his hairs (he doesn't have many...LOL) were standing on end and he had his phone ready to call 911. He found the box in the middle of an aisle...just sitting there on the floor. He decided it was high time for him to get out of there...he went to the safe to put the deposit in there....and.....he suddenly smelled a very nice perfumey smell, it was very strong. He was thoroughly freaked out.....he now believes there is a ghost haunting his store........what do you think?