Say Hello to My Little Friend...

Say hello to my father in law's beautiful plane:


Yes, it is tiny and only holds 2 people, but I think it is pretty darn cute and my father in law is quite the pilot, he can do a lot of flying with this cute plane.
Matthew was really enthralled with this life size plane...

He LOVES airplanes. What a thrill it was for him to sit in his grandpa's plane.

Check out www.itsneverevertoolate.com to learn about The Flight for the Human Spirit and what this plane is up to.

Matty does not look very happy in this photo, but seeing not only his grandpa's plane close up, but also many others was a great day in this little 2 year old's life.

Compassion

You know what I did yesterday morning? I was so upset when my alarm went off I hit the alarm clock so hard my hand hurt.
You know what I did yesterday when I reached for my car door? I complained about how dirty my car was.
You know what I did this morning when I made coffee? I complained about my coffee machine because it is leaking water.
You know what I did this morning when a co worker asked me how I was? I told them I was "ok" and really didn't want to work today.


You know what I DIDN'T do yesterday or today or ever?

-Use my bare hands to dig through the remains of my house trying to find my child in the rubble.
-Cry out in the street for help only to find everyone else in my street needing the same help I did.
-Try to call my family and friends over and over just to find out if they are alive.
-Stare at a pile of blocks, cement, and dirt that used to be my house.
-Wonder if my husband was going to make it after being pinned beneath rubble for hours.
-Walk through the city I live in and see piles of houses and buildings and people crying out for their loved ones.

Please pray for the people of Haiti. And remember there are thousands of people in Haiti who would LOVE to have an alarm clock to wake up to, a bed to lay in, a coffee machine to make coffee, a car to drive, and a building to work in.

What could be better?

Is there anything better than playing on the swing set with Grandpa?

Yes....finding someone to rake up all the leaves around the swingset.

Anyone???

Sweet Dreams

What is it about taking pictures of sleeping babies and children?


Really what is it about taking pictures of anything sleeping? Why is it so fun? I have taken pictures of Steve sleeping may times and every time I do, I chuckle. Why??? Hmmm...

While you ponder that, I will share with you a few pictures of Matty napping.
Lately he has been putting his hands behind his head to sleep, which I think is hilarious.



Can't you just eat him up!!!!

I cannot wait to show him these when he is a teenager. He will say, "Why would you take pictures of me sleeping?" And I will say, "I don't know. I think it is cute."

To which he will roll his eyes and wonder why he has such a crazy mother.

I can't wait!!

Go Broncos!!! Or not

New Years weekend was filled with a lot of relaxation and getting things done. Except for Sunday, Sunday was a day we will surely never forget.

Steve got the thrill of his life and got a field pass from our realtor and good friend for the Broncos game. That means he was on the field for 1 hour before the game watching the players practice. He spoke with one of our best defensive players, Dawkins, for about 30 seconds and he got some high fives from some other players. Steve will definitely never forget this once in a life time opportunity, being right next to his favorite team while they were getting ready to play a game. After that thrill Steve settled in to his seats and watched the awful game the Broncos played. Apparently, Steve's presence did not help the Broncos at all. But, I can't say much, I was at the game also.

Several of our friends and myself went to the game as well and sat separate from Steve. Not only did we not get field passes, but we also were about 20 rows from being in the last row, furthest from the field. Never the less, it was a fantastic time, even with the embarrassing loss.

In case you are wondering, Matthew stayed home, he has yet to experience his first Broncos game. Though I know it will happen soon and will be just the beginning of his life filled with Denver Broncos football.

Sunday was bittersweet. It was more fun that I could handle, yet was very sad because the Broncos season is now over.

Thank God for a new fresh year. I am very excited and optimistic to see what will happen this year. Even if I know the Broncos will NOT win the super bowl this year.

What is up with the lower lip?

This is not a good picture of either of us, but I am trying to explain to you all what is going on with my son's lower lip. Lately, he has been using for 2 reasons:

1. To make the goofy face like the one above when I am trying to take a picture of him or when I smile at him.

2. To get his way and make me feel guilty.

The 2nd reason is the one that is troubling me the most. He has discovered that when he is upset, sad, or not getting his way he can stick out his quivering little lower lip and make mommy (that's me) melt in to a puddle on the floor.

I wish I could get a picture of this thing he does, because it is so absolutely adorable and so funny!!

Where he learned to do this, I do not know. I stopped doing that when I was 8 years old. It must be an innate talent that all children have- to pout using your lower lip and get your way.

Now before you all think I am an awful mother, know that the lower lip did not work for long. He has done it too much for me to melt in a puddle everytime and once I figure out his "little game" I make sure I win everytime. But it still has become very hard to discipline him or ever be mad at him when he sticks out that lower lip. Oh geez... this kid is smarter than I thought!!!

Dear Matthew

Dear Matthew,

I am thrilled that we were blessed with many, many fun Christmas toys for you to play with. I will always remember the joy in your face when you were opening and playing with all your new toys.

However I would like for you to realize the sacrifice I am making with all these toys. I have been losing sleep and chewing my nails more than ever in the last few days as I think about and stare at the toys taking over my house. I am running out of room and my clean, orderly house has turned in to a disorderly Toys R Us.

You will understand as you grow up that mommy enjoys order and cleanliness. And since having you, mommy has had to bite her lip, take a deep breath, and "just let it be" on numerous occasions because of you and your toys. So...with that said, You are welcome, Matthew.

Oh... and I should also mention; thank you, Matthew, for teaching me patience I never knew I had and for showing me that spending time playing with you, laughing with you, and cuddling with you is more important than my house being clean.

Love,

Mommy