new house

We have lived in our new house since Thanksgiving and it still feels so unreal to me. Just today I was asked my address and I started to give out my old address,we lived at that house for five years.
Our old house was nice and seemed to be perfect when we had Trenton. I finished traveling around with Kenny and his baseball, we bought the house both thinking this would be the house we raised Trenton and grew old in. Next came Hudson, and it seemed as if having another baby in the house made the house grow smaller. Not sure how that happened but it did. We had our house up on the market for one month before it sold. We were very blessed!
Now, like I said, we have lived in our home since Thanksgiving and I still will lie down and think, is this really my home? I can’t believe it! Thank you Lord! I don’t think it is a bad thing that I am still thanking the Lord for giving us so many blessings and I only hope I continue to thank him!
Now, if we can only get Hudson to sleep in his own bed.

sh*t dog

Today at lunch we were talking about pets, my pets name is shit dog and here’s why:

Not only has he knocked down the trash to eat what is inside, chewed on 6 purses-2-coach, 3 Dooney, and one Kate Spade, he has also chewed up about 12 of my shoes. Not the pair of shoes but one shoe from 12 different pairs. But the most laugh we had today about shit dog is if we leave for any amount of time and forget to put him into the cage when we come home and he is not there to greet us that means he has done something wrong and we have to figure out what is out of place or eaten because if he is good, he is there to greet us with a smile and a wagging tale.
The most amazing trick he has figured out to do which none of my coworkers can believe so I am going to have to get it on film is….
He will pull down the dishwasher door to lick all the plates and bowls. Then he will stand on the dishwasher door to open the drawer and jump up on the drawer to jump on the counter to be able to eat anything and everything we have left on the counter. He will only do this trick when we are not home so at first Kenny and I could not figure out what was going on, why was the dishwasher door down and the drawer open right next to the dishwasher? Then we realized what was going on.

give a day, get a day

Yesterday we decided to take Disney on its offer of "give a day, get a day," and volunteer our time. This was something I had planned to do with Trenton and Kenny but there were no openings that would allow Trenton, 7 years old, to attend with Kenny and me, so Kenny and I volunteered at the Goodwill Store together.
When we arrived at the store we were told all we needed to do was the floor. We asked what does this mean, and she said, “Make sure everything in the store is straight, there is not much to do.” So for three hours Kenny and I, walked around the store and picked up clothes that fell on the floor, toys left on the floor and clothes left in the dressing room we put up. We asked several times if there was any more we could do because we felt we should be doing more and she said, “No you are doing fine.”
I think the program in which Disney has implemented moved our cheese in a good way. When we left we felt as if we should, one-do more for our community, two-it was not that hard or took up too much of our time, and three-do more with our kids so they too will learn we have to help each other in this big world.
So, thank you Disney!

2 years old going on....

I came around the corner to find Hudson in the refrigerator!
He is two years old will be three in June and acts as if he is older than Trenton. If he wants something from the kitchen he will walk right in and get it. If he desires something out of his reach he will insist we come that instant to help him. When he laughs he laughs loud, when he does something wrong he blames the dog, if he gets a boo-boo he blames the dog, if something breaks he blames the dog. If we give him a kiss each and every time he will wipe it off his face. When he sleeps he sleeps spread eagle because he wants all the bed to himself. He is an adult in his 2 year old body and completely a daddy’s boy.
Trenton on the other hand, is seven and going on, well seven. Trenton still yearns to be held, hugged and kissed. He prefers to sleep with Kenny and I rather than his own bed. If he needs a drink, snack or blanket he wants us to give it to him. he laughs to himself, when he does something wrong he will not tell us but show us on his face that he is disappointed in himself, if he gets a boo-boo he wants us to leave him alone until he feels better. He wants me to squeeze him to death (this is a huge hug I give him) every night before he goes to bed and beams when I do it. He is a 7 year old in a 7 year old body and completely a momma’s boy.
It is comical how both boys are the precise opposite and raised by the same parents with the same rules and parenting skills.

youth baseball

We are starting spring baseball and I am thrilled because that means that the cold days are leaving us and spring days are coming. Trenton and Kenny spend a lot of time bonding on the field, while Hudson and I bond trying to do anything that will keep Hudson from getting on the field.
I don’t remember my parents being so aggressive when I was young as the parents I see today. Trenton is in the first year that his age group will have to try out in front of all the coaches in the league. Lucky for Trenton, Kenny will be coaching, and he was really trying out for the experience. But as I sat there watching the other parents while their son was on the field trying out I thought, do I need my boys to accomplish something on that field that no other child does so they will stand out? Am I that disappointed if he drops the ball at first base? Am I that excited when he hits a ball to the outfield? Am I just as competitive as the other parents with my 7 year old son? I hope not.
I learned from my parents was always do your best because doing your best is all that matters. And I hope that is how I am!

train park

Saturday while Trenton and Kenny were at baseball try outs; I took Hudson and my nephew Augie to the "train park." This is a new park that has the play area designed as a train and Hudson has named it the “train park.” As soon as we got out of the car the two boys ran towards the park screaming “train, train!” Augie had never been to this park before and seemed quite impressed. There is a wheel that makes you believe you are steering the train on the right track and Augie was wholehearted stuck on the wheel. Finally Augie saw Hudson slide down on of the slides and Augie realized there was more to do then drive the train. The boys ran, jumped, slid down the 10 different slides and abundantly enjoyed themselves for over an hour.
The moment I will treasure most was when Hudson was drinking his drink and without saying a word reached down to Augie and shared his drink. Now some of you might think this is not a great accomplishment but for a two year old, ok for my two year old, to share without being told was something for me to smile about.

trenton

The past few months Trenton has transformed into the little boy I previously knew to be frightened of the dark; to the big boy that finds it irresistible to scare his baby brother. If there is a disguise Trenton has it on. If there is a wall to hide behind and jump out from Trenton will be there. If there is a dark closet to sit and remain until Hudson opens the door Trenton will be there. I am not sure which I adore more, Trenton playing with his brother or Hudson’s laugh once he has gotten over the fear and realizing it is only Trenton.
I dread this chapter will not last long and pray each day I can remember these moments once I am older.

If I were...

If I were a month, I would be November.
If I were a day of the week, I would be Friday.
If I were a time of the day, I would be 4:00pm.
If I were a planet, I would be Venus.
If I were a sea animal, I would be a sea horse.
If I were a direction, I would be west.
If I were a piece of furniture, I would be kitchen table.
If I were a liquid, I would be margarita.
If I were a gemstone, I would be a ruby.
If I were a tree, I would be a oak tree.
If I were a tool, I would be a battery.
If I were a flower, I would be a lily.
If I were a kind of weather, I would be warm sunshine.
If I were a musical instrument, I would be a violin.
If I were a color, I would be red.
If I were an emotion, I would be outgoing.
If I were a fruit, I would be a strawberry.
If I were a sound, I would be a bird chirping.
If I were an element, I would be helium.
If I were a car, I would be a range rover.
If I were a food, I would be rice.
If I were a place, I would be a home.
If I were a material, I would be leather.
If I were a taste, I would be salty.
If I was a scent, I would be a new home.
If I were an object, I would be an open door.
If I were a body part, I would be a leg.
If I were a facial expression, I would be a laugh.
If I were a song, I would be a quick jazz.
If I were a pair of shoes, I would be ugg boots.
What would you be?
I stole this from Glamorous Newlywed.

Our two year old, Hudson, has a little bit of an obsession with Thomas the Train. I do remember Trenton going through a phase with Thomas for about 3 minutes; Hudson on the other hand, has been through the phase for about 6 months.
In the beginning he had fun with the one Thomas the train and took it everywhere with him. This didn’t seem destructive and the train kept Hudson occupied. At that time we bought another train from the Thomas the train set, still no major difference just one more train for Hudson to carry and for us to keep an eye on. Christmas came and we decided to buy a few more trains and a Thomas the train back pack so he could have a place for all his trains. Hudson now wears his back pack every day. If we go to the store he has his back pack, if we go to grandpa’s he has his back pack, if we go anywhere other than our house Hudson has his back pack. Still, no big deal to us.
Then it happened, we saw Thomas the Train pajamas. Hudson became so in love with the pajamas he would want to wear them every night. So, what did this make us do? Did you say buy more pajamas? Well of course that is what we did! We wanted to make certain he had a clean pair of pajamas each night and since Hudson insisted he put on his Thomas pajamas each night the smartest solution is to go buy more right?
Boy, were we ever wrong! Hudson now not only has to wear his “Thomas pants” each night, as he calls them, he wants to wear them all day long as well. One Saturday we allowed this to happen. We were not going anywhere and who doesn’t want to stay in their pajamas all day? Sunday we did get him out of the “Thomas pants” and into clothes. Monday morning however was a different story. I tried to get his “Thomas pants” off of him and he cried and cried and kicked and cried even more….if you have a two year old I am sure you understand why I let him go to his sitters in his “Thomas pants.”
When I got home Kenny asked me why I had not changed Hudson. I explained how Hudson behaved and how I needed to get out of the house and on to work. It was just easier to get Hudson in the car with his pajamas on. Kenny and I discussed how we should not allow this anymore, looking back, I think we should have included Hudson into this discussion. Because now each morning Hudson cries while I change his clothes and I have to get Trenton to go hide his “Thomas pants” while I am changing his diaper and trying to pry on his day clothes. Kenny says that he now each day will get home start to take off his clothes while he goes and finds his “Thomas pants.” Kenny said the other day Trenton and Kenny were in the street throwing the baseball and Hudson came out totally naked with his “Thomas pants” asking Kenny to help put them on. Kenny of course was mortified and quickly got Hudson back into the new house so our new neighbors would not become concerned as to why we have a two year old naked boy in our front drive! I think this has to be one of the funniest stories Hudson has provided to us so far.
Just this morning I had put Hudson’s clothes on and was looking for socks. I did not realize Hudson was right behind me while I opened the dryer to look for socks. Hudson asks me. “what’s this” while he was starting to pull out his “Thomas pants” I quickly threw them back into the drier shut the door and said “nothing”. Hudson started to cry a bit but I found something else to sidetrack him with and he forgot about his “Thomas pants.”

1st of the month

Amazing how fast January flew by huh? It seems as if it was this past Friday we celebrated New Years Eve. On new year’s eve I thought that I would not set a new year’s resolution but a change in the way that I eat and to change the way that I go through my day to day life...try and see and do things different.
I can tell you I believe my candy eating lifestyle did not alter at all. On the upside I have added greens to my plate and that without doubt is a start! I have made more family meals then I have done in the past and surprisingly I am good at following Paula Dean's instructions and cooking my family a meal.
As far as trying to see things different, because of the enormous earthquake in Haiti, I have seen things different in the past few weeks. When I sit down to eat I look at my plate and wonder how much this food really means to me. When I was driving the other day I thought to myself, I am in a heated car with a cushion seat and music to enjoy. When I walk in my house I become aware that I do have everything I need in this world. Most importantly when I look at Kenny, Trenton, and Hudson I realize that I have a husband and two boys who are in good health and for me that is an accomplishment. I am really a blessed wife and mother.
Although I wish the earthquake never happened so we could have saved all the Haitians from their pain and suffering and I pray each time I think about Haiti, I am glad that the earthquake has "moved my cheese" to be more thankful for all that I have in my life.