July 30, 2010

• Maybe I feel this way because summer is on the downhill slope, but I think I feel this way because it's just a fact. I feel like LIFE is slipping by entirely TOO FAST. I look at my son and think "He is 3 months shy of 4 years old. How did THAT happen?" It was just TOO FAST. It's such an unfair twist that time seems to speed up as we age.

  I want more time to spend with my kids, my parents, my Mamaw, all of my family, my friends, God, people in need, myself. The thing is I guess I need more resources, too. Sometimes, I think money can buy you time. Quality time, you know? Like when we were flipping the Dogwood house. My parents came and busted their rear ends helping us out. My Dad and I spent countless hours together. Instead of slowing down to my Dad's pace and enjoying that time with him, we bickered like cats and dogs because time meant money to me and I didn't have the money or time to slow down. If we were rich, I could buy the house next door next to where we live or where we will live for my Mom & Dad. So I could enjoy a cup of coffee, with my Mom everday. If we had more money, we could afford the diesel to drive up and down the road visiting family and friends. If we had more resources, I could plan another beach trip and steal my Mamaw away from her boyfriend for more unadultered time. If we could afford it, I would hire a babysitter to watch my kids once a month so my husband and I could spend an hour or two alone. Lots of ifs. And it makes no real sense to dwell on it. We'll do the best we can. And I'm going to try really hard to slow down when I can and just enjoy time with those I love.

  I better get some things about the kids down. This a.m. I started the dishwasher, and it runs for a minute, then it goes through a lull, then runs. Anyhow during a lull, Caden walked by, his eyebrows crinkle, and he looks up at me and says "Hey, Mom. The dishwasher is out of diesel. It's not running right now." I'm not sure how he knows that things will stop if they don't have "diesel" because I've never ran our truck out of fuel, but I think it's funny any how.

  Caden's T-Ball was just GREAT! He actually "got it" for the last couple of games. I know it's ridiculous to say that a 3 year old has "ball sense", but I'm telling you he does. And I'm not even being one of "those parents."

  Swimming lessons for Caden were a bust. A total bust. I think I better get a pool and teach him myself. I always think that the people I babysat for back in highschool, got a real deal from me because I also taught their kids how to swim.

  Mattie has been doing so much! Her first word was Momma. And she would call Wesley "Momma" for a while. I say it's payback for Wesley rubbing it in that Caden called me "Dad" for so long. Anyhow, she's got "Dad" down now. She also tries to say Caden. She can say "Bam", "Pawpaw", "Nana", "no-no", "hi", "bye-bye", and she tries to say "thank you."  She signs "more." I haven't pushed the sign language with her, like I did Caden. I sign "sit down, now" to her and Caden both, though. (Thanks for that one Aunt Marsha!)

  Mattie is really easy to put to sleep. You can just lay her down and if she lifts her head up, you can say "Lay down, Mattie." And get this...she does! It's a far cry from Caden.

  Mattie climbs all over everything. She will climb into chairs and onto tables. I just got her off the dining room table. She was pruning a plant I put up there when she started crawling. She just gives you a big dimpled smile when you tell her to sit down.

  Like Caden, Mattie LOVES to dance. It's the greatest thing. I need to video it soon.

  I have tons of pics of my kids to share. I'll wait though, because this post is long enough!

  Love to all!

  Whit

   

   

   

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