bach i am not

okay, i've got a song to teach you. i wrote it myself. its pretty simple so you'll only have to read it a couple of times before you get it down. ready?

it starts:
jaden poop.
poop, poop, poop
jaden is a pooper
pooper, pooper, pooper.
poop,poop, poop
pooper, pooper, pooper

(get ready for big finish)

jaden is a poop pooper!


now to add motions:
1. put jaden on chaging table
2. change his diaper.
3. pump his legs up and down.
4. jump up and down while you pump his legs.
5. altenate jumping with hopping with your left leg, then your right.

ahhh...motherhood. who knew it could make you such an artist?

a lot of good things

yesterday was a bombardment of good things.

1. i found that i had a little more money than i was planning on having this month (long story, and it has to do with our escro account. trust me...boring details)

2. the cool coffee maker we ordered awhile back was delivered.

3. target had some great clothes for jaden.

4. my personal favorite...grace stopped by and gave me some korean grocieries. i had mentioned awhile back that ever since she cooked korean for us, i craved that food. so yesterday she was at the korean grocery and thought of picking some food up for me. that meant so much. i never think of doing stuff like that. i need to though because its a great way to make someone feel special.

5. i started working on the kitchen. that is good and bad. i'm excited to get started, but its going to be a long process.


6. jaden and i enjoyed the beautiful day and went for an 1 1/2 hour walk.

7. jaden started moving around in his walker. he loves being mobile. i love not having to hold him every moment.

8. my mom called and she and dad might be able to come this sunday to our house.

9. i finished a good book (not great, but still good)

there were other things...but i'm starting to feel pretty spoiled.

a tear in the veil

"in a way i've never quite understood, the veil tore an inch for me that day, like it does every so often, when in the midst of all that is mundane and day-to-day, there's suddenly a tiny tear in the veil, and you see the bigger brighter thing, and then the veil repairs itself, and the day goes on as before." -anne lamott, all new people-

on occasion lines jump out and hit me down deep.

we all have those times when we get glimpse of something rich, real, and eternal. i find myself desperately wishing that those glimpses will stay, but they never do. they get lost in day-to-day. i don't mind too much because i think heaven will be those wonderful things without the losing them part.

the garden awaits

i was supposed to weed and trim up my front flower garden today. the only reason i was "supposed to" was because i told myself i would. well, i'm not doing it...at least not today. our neighbors across the street are moving (which will hopefully put an end to the neighborhood kids issues we have), but now i need to clean up my gardens or whoever moves in will think we are dirty people. we aren't, i promise. i actually have been doing a good job of keeping up the inside...i just can't seem to get outside. i'm a little nervous about who is going to move in across the street. i want people that i know and love to move there, but they already have houses or have to have something less expensive. i have to trust that God is going to put the right people there. and by "right" i mean friendly and loves to babysir for free and cook us lots of meals.

how cool is it to make yourself laugh?

i laugh at my own jokes. there...i've said it. i admit this knowing that this action is the most uncool of all. but sometimes i just can't help myself. i think i laugh because i'm surprised at myself for making an amusing comment. or maybe i laugh because i think i'm a stinking riot. either way...not cool.

what is cool is to be sitting in a crowd, make a sly little statement laced with equal amounts of sarcasm, whit and intellect...and then smile ever so slightly...so as to let the others know that you know what you are doing, but are too cool to join in with the other's laughter.

i have a tendency to laugh harder than anyone else in the crowd when i make a humorous statement. and you know what is ironic? i can't stand it when other people do that.

such is life. i am what i hate.

my shirt is too short

i'm still strugging to get my clothes to fit me. its like my body is normal...and then whoa....out pops this flabby belly. so its not that my shirt is to short, its that my budda belly forces the shirt out of its way. the result is that many of my shirts sit right under my rib cage. but enough poetry about my body.

the computer screen i'm using is extremely blurry, so its hard for me to see if i've spelled things correctly. so i'm asking your grace when you read my blogs.

i've realized that i'm immature. it amazes me what my natural reactions are to silly little situations. i taught in the PreK class today and dealt with a ridiculous amount of selfishness, and i kept thinking "thank God i'm beyond that stage" but holy crap, i'm aware that i'm not even close to being past that stage. i guarantee that if i had blocks that i was playing with, and you tried to take one from me, i would bite you.

i have some stuff to work on i guess. i hear its not cool to bite people.

a comment on the weather

today's weather made me feel something. i can't explain it, it just reminded me of what a good day should look and feel like.

i cut my finger on a knife at work today. it bled a lot. it still hurts. my boss tried to get me in the middle of he and his partner. don't tell, but he's thinking of selling and he hasn't mentioned this to the co-owner.he wanted my advice. my advice? talk to your partner, not your lowly employee. i'm not worried though. he talks of selling every week.

dan got cussed at by a neighborhood boy...not just any cuss word, but the "f" bomb. then we saw him later when we were walking and he gave dan a dirty look. i started laughing and said, "kelly, (the potty mouth kid) did you just give him a dirty look?" and then dan and i started laughing some more. did he really think his 12 year old scowl was going to make dan feel intimidated? it probably wasn't nice to laugh, but it just came out.

i talked to my mom today. they were going to come next week, but now they have to delay because dad might have to have knee surgery. they were also going to come on their way to florida for a month, but now they don't know if they have villa anymore (they own one down there and were going to be fixing it up) because of the hurricanes. bummer.

the weather is a liar.

my mom did offer to take care of my gardems when they do make it up here. thats good. suzanne- 1 point...snake- 0

my garden needs weeded

the previous owners of my house had beautiful flower gardens and landscaping. i had great intentions of keeping it up...but i haven't touched it. i could say that with the new baby and new house and both jobs i just don't have time, but i have time. the truth is i'm scared to touch it. i'm scared to pull something i think is a weed, only to find out it was a rose bush. beyond that though...confession time coming...i'm scared of the snake. my friend melissa found a snake in my backyard, and even though she assured me that it was more scared of me than i it, i don't believe her. the only people that say that are people who aren't scared of snakes. when i saw that snake, i froze up and i got that funny buzzing, heart pumping feeling in my head.

so in my mind if i go to weed my gardens, a snake is going to leap out of hiding behind the peonies and attack my face. or worse, crawl up my arm and wrap himself around it. i'm sure its all because of the curse...i'm only being biblical.