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Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Engagement Ring

My engagement ring and wedding band adorn my hand everyday; and everyday I think about conversations and remarks with women about them. So, I'm going to get this off of my chest so I can focus on more important reminders of my wedding band set.

My engagement ring is a gold band with a princess cut diamond on it. It's not a carat, I'm not actually sure of it's size. It's not so small that you have to break out the magnifying glass but it's not the biggest one I've seen either. My band is also gold and has several small princess cut diamonds in the center. Very simple.

I've often had other women comment on the size of my ring. I'm serious! Who does that? Well I'm not in the business of naming names. It often happens with it catching their eye and they want to see it. When they do it's an awkward oh that's...uh...nice. They happen to have something silver or white gold with lots of flashy diamonds with the band all wrapped around the engagement ring, etc. Pricey! Or they want to announce that this was an anniversary band or how they PICKED IT OUT THEMSELVES!!!

Well, I'm going to let you all in on a little secret. It's not the ring that defines your marriage or the love in that marriage or the devotion of your husband! You're not supposed to pick your ring out yourself! That's absurd!

I was 20 years old, my husband 21. High School Sweethearts. We had been together for 4 years. My best friend had just gotten married and all my other friends were getting engaged. He and I started talking about the future, and well he was starting to scare me with talks of not wanting to get married! I'm very gullible and I was starting to get upset. A couple of weeks later, he and I were bored and decided to go to Joseph Beth Bookstore which backed up to a pond with a fountain. When we got there, he parked around back, which was weird because we never went in that way, but whatever I went with it. As I approached the pond, he a few steps behind me, I asked him if he remembered that we sat here after a movie on our first date. I turned around and he was on one knee with a ring in his hand. Of course he remembered! That's why he brought me there.

I was instantly in tears, we had to rush home so I could show my mom my beautiful engagement ring. We were in college, he didn't have a big shot job, he worked hard to save every penny for that ring. It was amazing. He chose it himself and I instantly loved it. I still do.

We've been married 11 years now and I still love this ring. Back then, it was the nicest THING we owned. We didn't have much. Now we have a nice life and it's still the nicest piece of jewelry I own. It may not look like much to other women, but to me it reminds me of how much we love each other.

I don't need for him to buy me anniversary bands or replace this ring with a bigger diamond. I wouldn't let him! I love it. He does so much more for me and our family. I don't need jewelry when he provides for our family, he works hard even when he doesn't want to or doesn't like his job, he does it anyway for us. He's built us a beautiful home with his own hands and he's become such a wonderful father and role model to our 3 children.

I look at this ring and I'm reminded that he chose to ask me to marry him, surprised me by asking me in such a sentimental and romantic way and saved every penny he had to buy me this ring. He didn't buy whatever I picked out  knowing that he would propose any day now.

It's a daily reminder of his love for me and the life we've built together,  and it will never grow old.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

What are you looking at?

While the husband was out....of the country..... for work, the boys and I had to deal and find things to occupy our time & minds so that we didn't miss daddy so much.

So one night we went on a walk, which doesn't seem like a big deal but sometimes going on a walk without the assistance of another adult can be quite a task as Reed can get a little out of control. So we left the house and I had my phone in my pocket in case daddy called while we were out. So while at the busiest intersection in our neighborhood, daddy calls. I stop the boys while I chat on the phone. I know the boys are right next to me but I'm not paying attention to what they are doing. I do notice however a man out for a stroll and he is laughing at us. I'm thinking to myself...what are you looking at? what is so funny?

Then I look down and see.

Reed has his pants & underwear around his ankles shirt pulled up just peeing right out onto the street from the sidewalk. Cars are driving by, the man is walking around the stream of pee laughing. I'm screaming at Reed to pull up his pants while Eric is on the phone worried at first because I was screaming then laughing after he figures out what has happened.

Kai looks at his brother as we hurriedly walk away and says, Reed, you can't just whip it out and pee whenever you want. You embarrassed me!

You & Me both buddy!

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

The Jedi Knight and other funnies

My boys have been cracking me up lately so I must share!

Reed: My teacher at my school taught me to shake my booty!
Me: What teacher at what school (obviously he is not in school yet)
Reed: Master Obi Wan Kenobi

Kai: You know what I'm going to do when I get bigger?
Me: What?
Kai: Well, you know that place next to your old office...K.O.I (Kentucky of Indiana auto part store),
Me: Yes
Kai: I'm going to paint that O into an A to make it say KAI!
Me: Like, how big are you going to be when you do this?
Kai: When I'm a teenager and I have my own car.

After baseball practice one night, we swung by the drive thru at McDonald's. When we got home, Kai had to lug in his gear, so he set his drink on the sidewalk.

Kai: Reed can you grab my cup for me, my hands are full.
Reed walks over to Kai and grabs his crotch because Kai had a cup on
Kai: Not that cup, my DRINK CUP!!

It was too funny, Kai and I were laughing hysterically but Reed didn't understand what was so funny.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012


Reed had his Hernia surgery on the 15th. It went very well. We were told to bring him in his PJ's and he could bring a favorite toy. So we went with the Monkey PJ's and of course...Teddy. Teddy was a Christmas present from Nanna and Pops and he goes almost everywhere with Reed. He sleeps with Reed and even sneaks in mommy and daddy's bed every night with Reed.

So, in the pre-op room he was asked to change into hospital gown/pj's...well he threw a fit and cried, so I cried but just a little, I didn't want him to think anything was wrong with mommy. We finally get him calmed down and then suddenly the room fills with blue people. Surgeons, Nurses, Anesthesiologists and students.

I don't know why but I was under the impression that I would be with Reed through the anesthesia then I would have to leave. But I was wrong. So the nice female anesthesiologist let us walk with her to the elevator, she took Reed from me and encouraged him to push the door buttons and the elevator buttons, we rode up with him then we had to stay behind while he went ahead without us. Without his mommy and daddy but hand in paw with TEDDY!

I cried and cried...(it was unfair that Teddy got to go and I didn't) I finally pulled myself together and the surgery was over in like 30 minutes. He recovered wonderfully demanding juice and a "nack" from the nice nurse afterwards. Teddy also came out with an IV, ID bracelet, hat, mask, booties and a band aid over his hernia area! He was so cute but Reed didn't like it, so we had to remove all the cuteness for the car ride home.

After a few days of taking it easy (and getting everything his way!) he's back to his normal self (just a little more cautious until the stitches dissolve)

So thank you to everyone that prayed for us. God really was there with us that day. I didn't lose it nearly as bad as I would have if I didn't have God with me. Reed told me all about what they did (until he just "woke up") and he didn't cry for mommy one time I was told.

He is such a brave little man.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012


After spending 10 hours in the Georgetown Hospital Emergency Room 2 weeks ago...we've finally figured out that Reed's severe stomach pain and (one time) vomiting is a result of an inguinal hernia.

Come to find out...when I took Reed to the ER 2 weeks ago for severe stomach pain and vomiting, his intestines were STUCK in his groin area and he should have probably had emergency surgery right then, however NO BODY bothered to pull down his pants and check for a hernia. H-E-L-L-O!

Anyway...we are over that now and Reed is scheduled next Wednesday for surgery.

While we are in the waiting room at the pediatric surgeon's office...for what seemed close to an hour with 50 other people (not kidding) Reed continues to tell me he wants to go home.

Reed: I wanna go home
Me: We have to see the doctor first
Reed: I no wanna see hernia gone my bewy feel fine!

Once we get to see the doctor he asks the doctor:

Reed: You make my hernia go way?
Dr: Yes, Reed, we'll make it all better.

Then he hears a baby cry in the other room:

Reed: Why that baby cying?
Me: I'm not sure...
Reed: He have hernia too

I never thought that at 3 my child would be telling everyone about his hernia. Every time he coughs (which is a lot, he has a cold too) he says...My hernia hurt me!

So sad...

I am nervous about the whole thing but I know it is for the best so I'm trying to stay focused on the positive and not the fact that they are putting my baby to sleep and performing SURGERY!

Pray for me..I may just lose it!

Tuesday, January 10, 2012


Kai: " Mommy I had a good and bad dream last night "
Me: " What were they? "
Kai: " It was one dream, I dreamed I was being abducted by aliens "
Me: " How is any part of that good? "
Kai: " Well....I always wanted to meet an alien "

( I blame this on the Alien Conquest Legos that Santa gave him)

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Reed is 3

Reed is now 3! He is a crazy mix up of all sorts of things. He's hyper, independent, whiney, funny, shy yet talkative, very loving, but can be very mean, smart yet stubborn, daring yet cautious. It's like he tests the waters first then its full on crazy after that.

Here are some things I want to remember about Reed:

  • When we are home, he is always wearing a costume of some sort...usually a SuperHero
  • He obviously still talks like a 2 year old should but thinks he is pronouncing it right so when you imitate him he trys to correct you...for example: 
Reed: " Why Mowgy barkin" (Why Mowgli...the dog...barking)
 Me: " I don't know why Mowgy barkin"
Reed: "No...Pah Pah Pah Mowgy"
He is attempting to make the letter sound and he honestly thinks he is pronouncing Mowgli correctly.
  • He has the most contagious laugh. You could have no idea why he is laughing but you will soon start laughing yourself
  • He knows how to pull on your heartstrings...for instance, this is what happens every night:
Me: Reed, time to go to bed
Reed: But I no wanna go to bed
Me: Well sorry but it's time.
Reed: Will You hol' me for a wiiiitle bit
Me: I don't know
Reed: will make me so happy

  • He loves to drink Chocolate Milk. He has to have a drink in his hand at all times but he usually demands it to be chocolate milk
  • His favorite place to be is at home, until he doesn't get his way then it's Nanna's.
  • He loves that's all he would eat if I let him...his favorite is probably a B Nanga  ( Banana)
  • Everyone is his best friend especially his big brother whom he loves dearly
  • He has the chubbiest cheeks, the bluest eyes and long blonde hair (long for a boy anyway)
  • He is very well behaved when he is by himself. Put Kai (his big brother) in the mix and all hell breaks loose. Why?? I have no idea why.
  • He bargains for things he wants or things you want him to do for kisses "Give me a kiss and I will"
  • He loves to watch Jake and the Neverland Pirates, Cat in the Hat, and IRON MAN the movie. ( I know totally inappropraite for a 3 year old..but I can only do so much)
  • He is tough as nails...during his finger prick and flu shot later...NO TEARS! He's tougher than his 7 year old brother!
  • He already knows how to work the iPad, and the computer to get on PBSKIDS.ORG
  • He loves to sing his prayers all the time. (now I lay me down to sleep prayer)
  • I ask him where I got him when he's acting goofy and he simply responds..."From Jesus"

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