Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Mater doesn't embarrass me

I found a new way to mortify an 11 year old.  Have him get off the school bus with his friends to see this standing there waiting for him.
 Baylor wanted to be Mater today so I let him.  It just happened to be when school was getting out. He loves to stand on the lawn, wave to the bus driver, and wait for Dilon.  I don't see why Dilon was so embarrassed.  It's just a half naked 3 year old waiting for his big buddy to get home. 

Apparently Bay was flashing everyone his unders.  That I did not know.  Who cares, they are lightning mcqueen so at least they matched.

Who could possibly be embarrassed by that little face?

Friday, October 17, 2014

Fall break, baby!

Fall I love you this year.  I am getting weak in my old age.  If you know me or have read my blog you know I am a person of order.  I love love love routine.  I love a schedule.  Well this old age thing has made me throw my schedule right out the window.  I've actually kind of slept in the last couple of days. It is almost 10:30 and I am sitting in my pj's blogging instead of getting dressed and cleaning...I feel like such a rebel.  I didn't get dressed until 10 yesterday either.  10 o'clock.  Me.  It was like my own little mini vacation.
Speaking of vacation, all of you who went on one over fall break and keep posting pics on Facebook and Instagram need to stop doing that now please.  Especially those of you who are now,  have recently gone, or are soon going to Disney. I am having serious Disneyland withdrawals.  I need a Disney fix really bad but Nate seems to think we need money to go.  What does he know anyway?

The boys are loving fall break as well.  The think they need to veg all day because their lives are just so darn tough.  It is nice to have them home despite the fact that I have heard mom said so many times this morning I'm about ready to go buy ear plugs.  In the last minute alone Bay has said it 47 times.  Grif is a close second with 36 times. Dilon thinks he is going to die because it is almost 11 and I haven't let him turn on the playstation yet.  And Dax, well Dax is MIA.  Wish me luck with whatever I discover when I actually find the boy.  
Here's to 3 more days of sleeping in and being lazy.  Nate and I are even going on a real date tomorrow.  Thanks Grandma Taco for offering to take the boys so we could go out.  She must have known we need it.  
Life doesn't get much better than this....except for being at Disneyland.  Nothing beats Disneyland.

Friday, October 10, 2014

It's always my kid

So if you read my previous post you saw that my Grandma Lou passed away last week.  It's been a tough one for me.  I go about my daily routine and the thought will cross my mind  I should go say Hi to grandma today and clean the house, then it hits me.  
I'm happy for her.  She lived 95 fantastic years. 
Yesterday was her funeral.  We laughed (I will get to that in a minute), we cried, and I said one final toodle-loodle-loo.  I will see her again and I know that.  I am grateful I know that.

So back to the laughing part.  It's a funeral.  You shouldn't laugh, right?  
We gathered all the family in the room for the family prayer but before that the funeral director asked all of the little kids (great grands) to come up to the casket.  They had their backs to all the adults in the room.  Grif is one of the bigger kids so he was in the back which basically means all of the adults could see him. The funeral director was talking to them about death and how her spirit isn't in her body anymore. The room was silent and reverent and perfect, until Baylor decided to walk over to Grif and give him a big old smack on the butt.  
Numerous adults had to stifle a laugh.  I just put my head down and tried to pretend the entire room wasn't staring at me.  I could feel my face turn many shades of red.
I've said it a thousand times before and I'm sure I'll say it a couple thousand more....why is it ALWAYS my kid?

Friday, October 3, 2014

Today heaven is a better place

Heaven gained a new angel today.  It's such a bitter sweet thing. Grandma Lou has been such a huge part of my life.  I have so much to say about her but the words won't come. 

Grandma, I'll drink a Pepsi for you if you squeeze grandpa's pinky for me.
Love you!