Basketball Jones.....

Tucker and Abe are waiting for Tucker's basketball game to start. My handsome boys!! (Tucker may have somewhat of a monster mouth right now...hehe)
Basketball for 1st and 2nd graders!

Our team was undefeated which was really hard seeing that they had 6 games 2 of which were practice games! My funny story about basketball is this..Bob told Tucker that as part of his jobs after school shooting 10 baskets and dribbling around Julie Drive needed to happen everyday. I laughed and thought "yeah who's going to enforce that? Not me." So everyday after Tucker finishes his reading, on his own he will go get his basketball and go do his chores. He is very disciplined for being 7 years old. He never complained and told me he liked it. So he actually did very well this little season and his dribbling had improved greatly! I am so in love with this little man. I couldn't ask for a nicer guy.

I'm in the medical field....

My sister Brooke(who is 16 weeks pregnant) came down last week and played with me while Bob was out of town on his golf trip. She is a pediatric dental assistance and Tucker's class needed someone to talk about teeth and hygiene. Brooke being in "the medical profession" volunteered to come and talk to them. It was really cute and Brooke did a fabulous job. She is so fun and all the kids loved her. Tucker said that one of the girls in his class on Monday told him "your aunt rocks". He was so proud of his Aunt. We love Aunt Brooke!!! Thanks Dustin for letting us share her.

The Stomach Flu

Tucker resting in the bubbles!

We spent the week cleaning up all aspects of the stomach flu(if you're picking up what I am putting down)! My boys don't often take baths anymore but this week they spent a lot of time in the tub!

Abe liked his bath a lot.

He was the sickest of the three. Gwyn started the flu then it passed on to Tucker, then a few days later it hit Abraham. Luckily, little Gilbert didn't get it.

Okay, Gwyn was almost all better but I just had to take her picture looking this cute. Thank you Naartjie!

January Blues I Guess....

I don't really journal much but I just thought that I would say a few things. I have felt so sad the last few days...when I talked to my mom she called it the January blues. Maybe. I decided to try and take a break the last few day and just stay at home. I don't know if that was a good idea or not. Abe was asking if he could call a friend over to play with and I told him I would play with him. Anything he wanted blocks, gamecube, star wars, or even the beloved old rescue heroes. He didn't even pause, and said "but mom, I want to play with Issac" (if I was there dad I would have said "did you just call me BUTT MOM). Where is the love?
There was a time that my boys loved if I would spend a whole day just playing with them. There was a time I was the friend. I don't know where the time went. It seems that last christmas they were to young to do things and now I wonder if I have waited to long. This makes me sad. I have never wished for my kids to grow up sooner. How did I miss some of the growing up. Maybe being pregnant the last 2 or more years? School starting? What was the change? They are good boys and I am proud of them, but I miss them. Don't get me wrong I love the changes and our conversations and how much they are learning.
I love when Tucker comes home from school and hugs me and tells me his day was "great" in his very enthusiastic voice. I love that he is always willing to help me and he is great at cleaning up. I love that he asked us if we would pay him if he bore his testimony last Sunday. I love that he is so sweet to his little sister and hugs and kisses her every chance he gets. I love that at any moment she wants a ride in the wagon or in the jeep he will take her and do it with all of his kindness. I love that my 7 year old still wants to snuggle me for now....
I also love when I pick Abe up from school he wants to tell me all about his day and who in class got color changes . I love that he will sit by Gil and talk and coo with him for hours. I love that he has such crazy things to say sometimes I can't help but laugh IE: He told Geena and Boom "I will pay you a dollar if you will suck your blood" and then rode a way on his bike sobbing because they told me he made this offer. (I wasn't even mad, just amused.) I love that I had to bribe him to learn to ride his two-wheeler or Santa wouldn't give him his jeep, so he jumped on it and started riding it. I mostly love that he hardly ever wants to drive his jeep but wants to ride his bike all the time.
I guess I am really mostly sad that I am not their everything anymore. I miss my little boys.

Dear Mom......

I was so pleased that I could finally do my your old standby hairdo for us girls on my Gwynnie Girl! Pretty exciting for me!

Mom this one is for you! I pulled out my Halloween costume from 26 years ago and my daughter had to have it on. She loved the tights. She also loves the "danc-a" as she calls it. She is being ever so gentle with it.

I also showed her my first "special doll" and I finally pulled out my old doll cradle that you bought and painted for me. I need to repaint it...at some point.

At this point she was just sick of me taking her picture in this costume.

Mom you are the best. I remember putting on all your old dresses and night gowns growing up and all I can think is how great my childhood was and how much fun I had. I remember always being with you and how you always made what I did and do feel important. I can only hope for the same kind of relationship with my sweet girl.

Ode to Gilbert

Cubby is 4 months old!

He visited the Dr. today and he is doing great. He weighed in at 16lbs 4oz (75%). He is 27 inches long(98%). Pretty much Bob and I know how to grow them! He has the sweetest demeanor. He is very calm and loves to snuggle. He will curl right into your shoulder and love you back. He loves to talk, squeal, eat, and most of all sleep!!! He is our most calm and mellow baby(he may not have a choice) and just seems happy to be around. I have to admit though...he does have a pretty serious fear of his sister.(I can't really blame him.)
Sisterly Love

While taking theses pictures she was attacking him. He was sitting in his new little chair (the Bumbo) and she was trying to hug him and/or push him out of it. Our poor little man is hoping to make it to his 6 month check up.

Beautiful Boy! We Love you like crazy and are so glad you are ours!