In the Beginning

I'm trying to decide if this blog should have a theme. Should it be all about my kids, my friends, my life?

I think it will be about everything, everything that passes through my mind and just wants to get out. Good luck to anyone reading these.

Thanks Jen for getting me started!

Care Package to Iraq

It was Veteran's Day a couple weeks ago. A day to pay tribute to men and women that have served our country. When I think of veterans, I picture the old guy driving the caddie with the veteran plates. I then started thinking about wars an realized the first Gulf War occurred when I was in high school and now we are in current state of combat. I kept thinking that there are very young kids over there seeing things and experiencing things I could never even imagine. They are just babies, yikes. Then I thought about my friend whose daughter is serving there now. This will be her daughters unit's second year there, away from their homes and families.

I emailed my friend and said to her I would like to send her daughter and unit because of all they are giving up by serving our country, she said that was great. I emailed numerous friends and the response was overwhelming. We sent 6 large boxes full of homemade cookies, games, cards, Santa hats and stockings, tons of treats and snacks, books, magazines, tooth brushes, lotions, brushes, cold packs and the list goes on.

I hope they get the packages in time for the holidays and can enjoy. It makes me sad to think of so many young people so far away. I know when I was that age I was in no position to make such decisions with my life.



I wish them all well and happy holidays.

The Scream

I have two incredible boys in my life. A and H, they keep me going and guessing every second. I never know what is going to happen next when they are around. One thing is that when there is quiet something BIG is about to happen.

A couple weeks ago my oldest went to get ready for his swim lesson and little brother went in the room to look at books. Bri ad I were looking over a shopping list and all was quiet. Obviously too quiet. A few minutes passed and Little brother, H, comes running out of the room at top speed, arms raised in the air and screaming at the top of his lungs. I quickly look to see where the blood is coming from, assuming that something terrible just happened, but there was no blood, bumps or bruises. H had the most incredible smile on his face, he ran into the living room ran a few circles, then preceded to the kitchen and slammed his head into the cabinet, he started an uncontrollable laughing fit and smashed his head again. I have no clue what provoked the performance but I never laughed so hard (just to note he did not get hurt from the cabinets). He wasn't upset about anything but seemed to be expressing just pure joy. I wanted to go run outside and run through the yard screaming at the top of my lungs (sometimes i hate being an adult).

Children really give you a great perspective on life and how to truly live.