Watching an LSU football game |
Dear Family
and Friends, 2014
Wow! What a year of ups and
downs. I think that the best way to
describe 2014 would be to tell the story of our Christmas card/ family pictures. Our church was updating its directory. I was so happy because with me working, I
feel like our schedule was tight and was wondering when we would have
time! We arrived at the church and
Jarrad was getting out of the van just as Emma tripped (over her shoelaces that I had told her to tie 50 million times!!!) and skinned her nose and
forehead- blood everywhere! I got her
cleaned up, the photographer told her he would “erase” the marks, and we bribed
her with a movie but EVERY SINGLE picture we took then had tears or a “trying
really hard” smile. Not good.
And then my mom suggested we do something like what you have received. I think it turned out nice. What I wanted to write was how I walked around the corner of the church where I could kick stones and swear because it had been a really BAD week and this wasn't just a cherry on top but the whip cream and nuts. I heard Jarrad say, "Mommy isn't mad at you; she just needs a few minutes." Which brought me back to myself and then I was able to be the caring mom that I should have been.
As the "Frog Prince" for a friend |
Waiting for the van is boring! |
Emma has lost many teeth this year.
She has moved from the little girl combo class to the big girl classes
in dance. Her teacher says that she the
most responsible girl in her class and everyone’s friend. There is no doubt, however, that she is my
daughter as she is very dramatic in her dance classes and home. For her birthday this year, she asked to have
her ears pierced. Since she is
responsible, that is what we did. She
was prepared for it to hurt and was very happy that it only pinched a
little. I told her we would change her
earrings at Christmas and she is very excited about that. I also told her that we are growing out her bangs this year. It will be horrific in the mean time but it will be one less thing that I have to worry about - cutting those bangs!
Samuel started kindergarten this year and has expressed a preference for
being called “Sammy”. I, however, find
that I call him Samuel more often than not.
He is enjoying school and making lots of new friends. Getting him to do his school work is increasing my gray hair count. I know he can do it he just doesn't WANT to! Argh! So STUBBORN. I blame Jarrad. He is also starting basketball. We have had one practice and he seems to be
having a lot of fun as he is learning how to dribble, pass and shoot. And it is just plain sad. I have no idea how these games are going to go but I am already cringing -simply because I don't want him to feel defeat. Now what does that say about me and what I think of my son? I think he is 5 and has never learned these skills but still... this is the war that every mom has. Am I doing the right thing? Yes, no? AHHHH!
In all of these events, there has been something that caused a bit of
panic like child care and hospital visits and would we have enough to cover the heat pump and wondering how things were going to work out but God is good because somehow,
things have all fallen into place. I am really learning to take it one step at a time! I am
looking forward to a fresh new year!
Hopefully one with less bumps in it!
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