Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Five years later

Gosh, five years have just flown by.  I mean, you were born just 5 seconds ago.  My teeny tiny little one year old..

Before things got craaaazy


and after - Mr. Blue Face


Then two rolled around... and I started to understand how quickly time would fly


and *sigh* - three crept up just as fast....


four was just as sneaky.  Before I knew it.. the day had arrived


Good ol' 5... well that one I actually cried.  Tears of joy because you make my life so full of meaning.  I'm so proud of you and what an awesome little man you are becoming.  Tears of shock at how quickly it's gone by and tears of sadness because to be honest, I want more time.  But alas, I know there is no point because time ticks on so in turn I have tears of thankfulness that I get to be your Mommy.


So I'm embracing 6, and yes, I'll probably cry myself to sleep but I assume I'll be doing that for the rest of your life at what I missed but praising God for what I've received.

You are why I jump out of bed every day.  You are my pride and joy and I can't wait to see all of the amazing things that every birthday brings to you AND what you give back to the world.

Tomorrow's the big day.  Happy Last Day being 5.  Mommy loves you so much!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

2014 in review



A little school work to be recorded


He loves God...


Doing pretty well with his letters


He loves math like his mama!!



see, he's getting there!!


Way to go T!!

EARTHQUAKE!

Yesterday we had nine earthquakes.  Yup, count 'em - NINE


Living in LA makes them less scary, I mean I've been down the tremor road a few times...

BUT the moment it scared Tristan - it made me mad.

T (after 3rd earthquake ): WHAT WAS THAT? Another one?
Holt: yup, the ground shook
Me: Bud, it's the ground dancing, shifting.
T: I like it better when it doesn't wiggle and it stays quiet. I'm sleeping with YOU!

When the last one woke me up at 1am this morning, it made me mad because it made me worry... about today when Tristan would be at school.  I know he will be taken care of but I want to hug him and tell him it will be ok.  But, such is life... he will have a million moments without me and I have to trust (and know) - God's got this.

Let's take a break today, could we God?  No more quakes...