me and tommy lasorda...sorta

While home for my mom's party, I left her and went to a Chattanooga Lookouts

(minor, minor league baseball) game.

(wasn't that nice of me??)

Actually we all left her. By herself. At home. With a bum knee.

(we are such saints)

But here's the picture that was fun to get.

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Do you see him? Back there not paying attention to me!! The one, the only Tooommmmyy Lasorda! Like I told Dave, that's the Dodgers guy right?

Here's a little closer pic. Who knew that the first Lookouts game we'd go to since 1994 that a baseball legend would be there. That's makes it even more fun.

Let me take a moment now to introduce a new addition to this blog. It's called Jakes' hat.

You will see it a lot in next few post. It's a keeper. So is he.

She went and did it.

She said she would...and then she did.

School is starting back up and for the first time in decades, my mom is not in the classroom.

Whoop! Whoop! My mom is retired!

I bet you a million dollars that right now she is soaking up her new found freedom with a little crypto-quote puzzle and some QVC.

Mom, I love you and I'm proud of you.

Friday morning some lovely ladies threw her a retirement party.

Mom was something she doesn't like to be... the center of attention. She was great through the hugs and well wishes.

Of course everyone knew Jake. I can't imagine why. I mean mom never would talk about him, or pass pictures around or parade him around when he visited. I mean never! (yeah right)

Jakey was constantly on the move until we found a way to deter him.

Yep! That'll do it.

So the goodbyes turned into see-ya laters and I think it was kinda strange for all of us as we walked out of mom's school one last time.

Of course we snapped one more picture...sippy cup and all.

That was until my gang realized I hadn't left.

Geesh people...you can't leave a giant cake behind.

We have a memory lane to walk and nothing to eat.

In true momma fashion, she turned me around and made me give it back.

Yes, ma'm. She did.

We go way back.

We go waaay, waaay back.

Actually she's always been here. As far as I know.

Ladies who call my sister "princess"... consider this picture a nice Monday treat from me to you.

Round and Round

I’ve spent part of my day writing something for a friend, part of my day discussing Jacob with a specialist in another state and my evening having a blast with my little family. Praising God for how good we’ve got it.

Tonight though, for some reason I can’t sleep. Hmmm… wonder why? Could it be because I’ve got several projects in the works . Or maybe because Jake will transition in a few months to another school and I’m lining up assessments and appointments to prepare for his ISP.

More then likely it’s the large diet coke I had for dinner.

The good news, the caffeine kicked me into overdrive…. For example going for a run at 8:30 on a Friday night. The bad news, I can’t sleep and I can’t turn my mind off.

For example, tonight I asked Dave if a fox was a cat… thought about how old Jude Law is looking and how that makes me sad…. AND sat on the couch and ate cookie dough… AFTER my run while watching a really bad Jennifer Anniston movie.

I also thought about the upcoming election and I how decided my vote by a 30 second ad.

Thankfully, a smart man is in the house who quizzed me on this candidate’s agenda (which I didn’t know) and I will soon be spending more political time on the internet.

So here’s a thought….wouldn’t it be cool if God made picking a candidate a little easier? Since you asked… Here’s the way I’d like it done. I’m a visual person, so I would just like a big yellow post-it note on the right guy’s back that says… VOTE HERE! Yes! Who’s with me?

Final thought for the night ... do you also feel bad when you pray over your McDonald’s cheeseburger and say….bless this food to my body?

I mean really?

Because..

He's just that cute!

He's just that tired...

And he's just that sweet...

Little man put himself down for a nap. Climbed up. Cozied down... and chilled out.

Don't They Ring Anymore?

I went outside last Thursday. Then, I came back in. Exciting, huh?

Five minutes later.... I went outside again and about jumped out of my flip flops.

Literally in like five minutes,in some type of covert operation, brown did this for me.

Without a single knock.

And to think, I was gonna have him put it in the garage?

p.s. Thanks grammy for Jake's big boy bed. I started crying just thinking about taking the crib down.

Westward We Go

So to end the tour we started in the last post. Dave and I went to St. Louis for several days after the fourth.

We left Jake at his Grammy's to attend to a little biz-ness. Not the carefree kind. Dave and I went to a William's Syndrome conference. It was four days of sessions, and questions and meeting and greeting. We only took in two full days of all that.

As you can imagine, going to a place where reality is everywhere you turn is bittersweet. It's great to get to know other people who deal with what you deal with. It's also a little crazy to educate yourself on what lies ahead.

Bottom line... I got a nice serving of fried brains!

So because Jake wasn't with us. We had nothing to take pictures of so here's three of the six pictures taken.

This one below... is for my sister. No, she' not a baseball fan. She and I are angry bird fanatics. What's angry birds? The most addicting game iTunes has ever produced... and yes you shoot birds... but in a nice way.