I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below with lights, like Heaven's stars, Reflecting on the snow. The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away the tears for I am spending Christmas with Jesus this year. I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear, but the sound of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here. I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring for it is beyond description to hear the angels sing. I know how much you miss me. I see the pain inside your heart, but I am not so far away, we really aren't apart. So be happy for me dear ones, you know I hold you dear and be glad that I'm spending Christmas with Jesus this year. I sent you each a special gift from my heavenly home above, I sent each a memory of my undying love. After all love is a gift more precious than pure gold, it was always most important in the stories Jesus told. Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do for I can't count the blessings or love He has for each of you. So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear, remember I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year. -Author unknown
We joined my Dad, Rene', and Leah for our 2nd annual Gingerbread decorating party. Megan really got into this year more so than last year. I think she ate more candy than she put on her house. Thanks guys! We had fun.
I was lucky enough to make it out to San Francisco for a work conference last month. Unfortunately, I didn't get to see a whole lot. But we did see a few things. Here are some pictures to prove I was there. :)
Here are some things that the girls' have said lately. Have to document them or I'll forget.
Jeremy: "Don't forget we need to get P.A.N.C.A.K.E.S at the store." (He's talking to me and spelling the word pancakes so the girls' don't hear and get upset that we don't have any. Ella (only 4 years old): "Yea, Mom, we need to get pancakes at the store." She knew what he spelled!! Jeremy and I were baffled. Because that's a pretty big word for a 4 year old and we had never spelled it around her before nor practiced it with her. She amazes us. I can't be losing the spelling ability with her just yet! It's too early.
Jeremy was taking the girls' to school the other day. He opens the door and Ella walks in, then Jeremy, and then he holds the door for Megan. Ella looks at him and says, "No Daddy...ladies first." You go girl!
Jeremy had picked Ella up from school to go run errands and meet me for lunch. He told her they were going to run errands after lunch and she says, "Ok, Daddy. I'll have some patience." She then gets in the car and says, "Daddy, have some patience. I'm putting on my seatbelt." Ha. Think we're telling her to have some patience lately? She's really bad about being impatient in the car. :)
We met my Dad, Rene', and Leah to decorate gingerbread houses on Monday. Rene' turns to Megan and says, "What's your name?" Megan's reply, "Me."
We were in the car the other day and Jeremy and I were talking. Megan then says, "Momma! SSSSSHHHHHH!" from the back seat. Well excuse me little girl for interrupting your song.
So I have probably told everyone and their brother this story. So if you've already heard it feel free to skip it. But I needed to document it for my sweet daughter for a rehearsal dinner story when she's getting married. I'm so mean. :)
So it was a Saturday night and Jeremy was working. Keep in mind we had just moved into our new house. It hadn't even been lived in by us more than a month at this point. So Megan comes downstairs and hops on the couch. I notice she had taken her diaper off and was naked from the waist down. I then get this awful nasty smell come my way. And then it hit me. I jumped up like the house was on fire. I tell Megan to "stand up...stand up...stand up..." as if that was going to hurry her along. And then I see remnants on her little tushy. Oh yes, she had taken off her poopy diaper. So then I was on the man hunt for where this diaper was. Luckily, it was face up on the landing upstairs. But then I look at the stairs and I see what had taken the beating. Beacuse she proceeded to sit at the top step and scoot her but down each step as she came downstairs. So step #1 was quite obvious. But then we have that nice speckled carpet for the purposes of hiding dirt. Well I was cursing this carpet because now it was hiding poopy that I needed to find. So I had to go step by step and do a sniff test to see where her little hiney had been. Talk about disgusting!
So just when I thought she had learned her lesson, here comes Sunday. The very next day. Jeremy was home (thank goodness...because I couldn't do that twice in one weekend by myself) and I hear Ella yell, "Mom, she's doing it again!" We go racing upstairs and she had taken ANOTHER poopy diaper off in Ella's room. The poop had managed to fall out of the diaper onto Ella's floor and then Megan proceeds to step in it and since she didn't like the way that felt she walked across Ella's room to come tell us to get it off her foot. GROSS!!! It was everywhere! So needless to say we are in the middle of potty training. Going well so far. No more poopy on the floors since that weekend. Thank goodness! :)
My brave husband and three of his fellow firefighters were awarded the medal of bravery last month from the City of Memphis. It is a very neat honor and we are so very proud of him. It really puts it into perspective what they are faced with when they go do their job. Congratulations Jeremy! We couldn't be more proud of you!!