Snow Pics!!

Do you hear that?

Somebody just shut my mouth. Just about 2 weeks ago I was bragging about how I've made it through the winter without getting sick. Guess what I've been the past week? ....SICK!!

It started with Jake. Can I blame it on him? He came down with the gross. It doesn't need explaining because it's gross. He did have a double ear infection as well.

Then I came down with strep throat a couple days later... then a couple days after that I got squeaky. No voice. All squeak.

But the worst was my ears, which brings me to the "do you hear that?" story.

So I went to my doctor and squeaked out my symptoms. I've determined that a 5-foot-10 woman with a little bitty voice is not attractive at all. Especially in sick mode. Glasses. No makeup. Sweats.

So the doc does the normal stuff. Then without saying anything goes behind me and starts whispering. I hear whispered..."what's your name?" Well at this point he's caught me completely off guard. I'm thinking..whatta mean what's my name? You know me! Why are you whispering?

But instead of saying my name or even better thinking fast enough to get what's going on, I fumbled out a big fat.... "HUH?"

It was funny. Bless the doctors heart... he had to tell me " Do you hear that? I'm doing a whisper test."

Yep... I get it. Now. :)

This Made Me Giggle

You know you are sick when you do this...

To this.

Yep.. burnt Jake's easy mac to a crisp. That's kinda what happens when you don't put water in it.

Good one Jen.

By the way, don't try this at home because it stinks.

Feeling Better

My boy's been sick. Double ear infection, fever, eyes matted shut and no appetite. Whee!

The last 24 hours have been no fun. I think he was awake about two hours yesterday and out of my lap for only 1.

But for you grammy's out there (one in particular) here's proof he's on the mend.

This morning I woke up saw that heart-melting smile. Aww.. my boy's back.

Jake and the Sink

Here's a little story about a sweet boy who loves to put stuff where it doesn't belong.

His sidekick in today's tale is a step stool. This step stool was purchased to help, not hurt, daily life in the White house. We are now seriously considering banishing the step stool to the garage. A place where things go and never return.

The step stool is aiding Jake with his fascination about a bathroom sink. The sink has become a treasure chest. Several times a day I walk by and find weird things placed in the sink.

Today, it was the phone and remote.

Then I caught him in the act of placing a snow globe there. It's suppose to be in storage with the rest of our Christmas decorations, but now it's a regular sink dweller.

And then the next one scared me just a little. OK, maybe a lot. I walked by and jumped when I saw this.

Jake and the Sink. A match made in heaven.

First Day= A+

Jake did great at his first day of preschool.

He paid attention, ate pretty good and drumroll please... slept two hours on his mat during nap time.

The only real problem. Getting him up and out the door in the morning.

Exhibit A:

He cheered up and smiled for the official front step picture. ( look at our reflections in the glass... parents will do anything to get their kids to smile)

And here he is as content as can be in his new classroom.

The question is.... what to do with all my free time.

What Are You Praying For?

New year. New Goals. New Hopes.

I can't exactly say that 2-thousand-nine was a great year. Don't get me wrong I am not complaining. Everything my family went through sent us in all kinds of directions. Up. Down. High. Low... but most importantly closer to my friend, my savior, my sweet, loving heavenly Father.

Within a period of about four or five months I lost my canine buddy, then my grandmother and then this...

Whew!!!

But 2009 also brought us the blessings of this. Your support still blows us away.

So I'm praying for... well to be honest, I'm praying for lots of laughter, happiness and a good simple year.

I would like to float down the lazy river for awhile instead of always being on the rapids.

But, I want God's perfect plan for me and I'm starting to finally get that he knows my secret. I'm an adrenaline junkie.

I pray for His will to be done in my life. I pray for my heart, my mind and my feet to move in only the directions He wants me to go.

And of course, I pray for my sweet Jake. I pray his heart stays strong and his mind gets even stronger. I pray he starts talking and that he will eat eggs.

But most of all I pray that Dave and I always embrace the opportunities God has given us with Jake and that everyone sees that we are truly blessed in ways we never imagined.

What Am I Doing?

Last night I sat through two hours of TV that even a week ago I never thought I would watch.

I have to confess. (gulp) I. Watched. The Bachelor.

I have never seen the show. Last night was a first and I think it may help me lose weight.

Yep... The Bachelor weight loss plan. Not because everyone is skinny and beautiful and it makes me want to strive for the same.

Instead because the whole show is so embarrassing and awkward that I was sweating. Sitting on my couch. Now if that's not a perfect weight loss plan...

I have never kept my hand on a mute button so much during a show either. Those girls would get out of that car and I would just cringe. I mean... for real. I would mute them.

I've never said any of that kind of stuff to my Man. Our opening line was more like... "HI! Do you want to go to pizza hut after class night?" When you are 18 and the guy looks like this. YOU DON'T SAY NO.

Anyway, I married the guy who took me to pizza hut and last night while watching the Bachelor I was reminded why I love him so. He gave me a gift. He told me as I could watch HGTV as much as I wanted if I never watched The Bachelor again.

School Boy

It's a big week. Jake starts school on Wednesday.

He's going to a mother's day out type program three days a week. I know. I signed up for two days a week but three days opened up first.

We are going to give it try. Not sure I want to give him up three days a week. Actually, I know I don't want to give him up three days a week. But I have prayed for the right timing and I feel that time is now.

Wish us luck!