Some of the Men in My Life

My father and my son.  For so long I looked to my dad for guidance, reassurance, support, a firm hand and a loving heart.  I still do actually.  Now, along with my husband, I aim to provide all of these things to my own children.  To this little man in my dad’s arms. 

I pray that together my husband and I are able to help him become the kind of man anyone would be proud to know.  A man like my dad.  A man like my husband’s dad.  Strong, patient, intelligent, wise, loving, and a bit salty.  Hard worker, a dedicated family man, and supportive husband.  Then one day, a father.  A father willing to sacrifice for the good of his own children.  Willing to put his dreams on hold in order to put his little ones’ first.  


Yes…that is exactly the sort of man I hope he becomes one day.  Fortunately he has some amazing examples before him.


My father in law, my husband and Colton.  What a threesome.  Looking at Andy’s dad’s silly face in this photo brings a huge smile to my face.  This picture says so much.  It reminds me of one more very important aspect of a person’s character…and that is humor.  This man has amazing humor!  I adore him, and feel so very lucky that my children have been blessed with two very fine grandfathers.

You Know You’re a Mom When-sDAZE

"You Know You’re a Mom When-sDAZE" is a great way for us, as parents, to make light of our trials and tribulations. Our day to day run-ins with the crazy little people in our lives we call children. The very people we simply couldn’t live without. Just share what has you knowing you're a mom (or dad) today, and then come link up. It can be anything...a picture, story, or a bunch of "you know you're a mom whens..."



You know you’re a mom when you strip the toddler down before letting her loose at the paints. 

You know you’re a mom when, even though you want to correct the way she is painting,  you don’t.

You know you’re a mom when you can look at your child and see the future of possibilities before her…Picasso?

Please come on over and share what keeps you from forgetting you’re a mom today!

Snapshot Saturday

I thought it would be fun to do a photo post on Saturdays.  I don’t plan on these particular photos to be award winning art, so therefore, I deem them snapshots.  This isn’t a meme, though you can feel free to do the same if you like!

My husband has a major pet peeve about the shutters and our kids playing with them.  I understand why it bothers him…but it just doesn’t bother me.  So, shamefully, I don’t do the best job at reinforcing this rule while he is away at work.  Enter exhibit A…



Perhaps this is the reason my dear, sweet husband has such a difficult time getting them to cease and desist with this behavior.  Eh.  Ah well…he needs a challenge.

I Left My Engagement Ring at the Hard Rock Cafe, Phoenix

In my former life, I was a sales manager for Cintas Corporation.  Part of my duties was to perform field rides with my sales reps.  One fine day, I was out with “A",” one of my better reps, and we were meeting a potential client at the Hard Rock Cafe in Phoenix.

“A” and I sat at our table and informed the waiter we were waiting on someone who was running late.  He took our drink order and left the table.  Meanwhile, in all my newly engaged infinite wisdom, I removed my ring and began to apply lotion to my hands.  Our drinks were brought over, and “A’s” phone rang.  It was the prospect telling us he was later than expected, and would prefer to meet us closer to his office.

So, feeling guilty about having only ordered a diet coke, I tipped the waiter $7.00 on a $4.00 tab.  We left.

Half way to the new rendezvous I realized my ring was not on my finger.  Instant and breath taking panic.  “Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God," was all that I could get out of my mouth.  “A” asked what was wrong, and I told him.  Immediately he turned his car around, and told me we would tear that place apart looking for it.



I called the Hard Rock, and spoke with some nit wit who went to check our table.  Nope…not there.  However, she kindly asked for my phone number and let me know she would call me if she found it.  WHAT!!!???!?!??!?!??!  Yeah, freaking RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!  I told her I would be there in 5 minutes, and I wanted to speak with the manager.

The manager came on the line, I explained, he put me on hold to go ask the waiter if he noticed it.  Came back on the line, and said “no…he didn’t see it.”

Upon arrival, I was a frantic mess, ready to storm the place and beat every last person to a bloody pulp if that’s what it would take to get the ring back.  The manager greeted me and said “I think you better sit down.”  Again…yeah right!  He then informed me that the waiter did find the ring.  I cried.  He realized his attempt at humor (you better sit down for this news sort of humor), was a grave mistake. 

Anyway, I think the waiter had it all along, but then found his conscience and decided to give it back.  I also believe that had I not tipped him so much on a measly little check, that I wouldn’t have my ring today.  That was one of the scariest experiences…EVER!

Thanks, Melis for inspiring me to tell my tale.  :)

You Know You're a Mom When-sDAZE

  "You Know You’re a Mom When-sDAZE" is a great way for us, as parents, to make light of our trials and tribulations. Our day to day run-ins with the crazy little people in our lives we call children. The very people we simply couldn’t live without. Just share what has you knowing you're a mom (or dad) today, and then come link up. It can be anything...a picture, story, or a bunch of "you know you're a mom whens..."

You know you’re a mom when…
 

…you can take five stacks of folded laundry to their respective rooms without dropping a single article of clothing.

…you call yourself a genius because in an attempt to get a little more protein into the little people, you mix plain Greek yogurt into their mac n’ cheese and they are none the wiser.

…you consider yourself an accomplished cook, yet consistently manage to burn the food you make for yourself.

Come on over and share what has you knowing you're a mom today!

I'm Lazy and It's Getting Old

Since lately it seems I don't have an original thought in my cluttered head, I figured I would jump in with Mama M. and Five Question Friday.  It's really fun, and honestly, I don't know why I haven't done it in a while.  Just in a lazy blogger mode I think.  So, now to answer her questions for the week.


1. Do you collect anything?
I wouldn't consider myself a collecter in the true sense...but I do have a p.j. fetish.  Seriously, I can't even go by the p.j. area in Target without feeling a magnetic pull toward them.  The absurd thing is that I rarely wear the cute ones I get.  Like I'm saving them.  For what?  What the heck on earth am I saving them for?

2. Name 3 celebrities that you find good looking.
Matthew Mcconaughey, Jake Gyllenhaal (weird one, but whatever), and I don't know on number three.

3. Do you have any scars? If so, what's the story behind it (them)?
I probably have more than I can count.  One in particular is like an arrowhead right under my right breast.  When I was 5 I was wearing a tank top and went running past our car.  The door handle was broken and I got too close.  The handle tore a gash into my flesh (maybe I'm being a bit dramatic), and hence the pretty scar that never went away.

4. What is a food that you like to eat, but others might think it's gross or weird?
There are SO many of these for me.  One is peanut butter and crackers with mustard.  Don't even knock it.  If you like all those things separately, you too may like them together.  Or not. 

Another is escargo.  Oh so GOOD!

5. Have you ever seen a tornado in real life?
Everyday.  It's name is My Children.
 
 

You Know You’re a Mom When-sDAZE

 You know you're a mom when your husband is out of town, you have an active imagination, and the boogey man starts making his presence known in your head.  So when the three year old comes in at midnight, you gladly welcome her into your bed even though you have vowed to never allow that. 

You know you're a mom when you look at a picture of someone else's kids and immediately (though the picture is cute), you can only think of the dangerous situation depicted there. *** I have to say that Amy is a wonderful mother, and didn't allow the lamp near the tub to continue.****
You know you're a mom when any word can end in "y."  "Yes, honey, that is a buggy."  "You're right, that is a stinky poopy."  "Oh come on!  Go get a tissue for that boogey!!"

 
What is reminding you of why you're a mom today?  Please share.  Come on over and link it up!

By the way...the first 18 comments don't go with this post, because I was lazy.  I opened an old post, and just deleted and wrote a new one so I wouldn't have to paste more buttons!  So they are from an old post.  Please excuse my slovenly ways.