Posts Tagged ‘Jimmy’

This weekend was exactly what I needed. I literally have not left my home since I got home from work on Friday night. Ah-Mazing.

I got to spend some much needed one on one time with my boys. I have really been missing them this week. Last week, while trying to get the house ready to move, I sent them to their Mom-Mom’s on my days off so I could get some things done. It helped me tremendously…but it broke my heart to not be able to spend that time with them.

The boys are loving the new house, there is much more room for them to take over with their thousands of trucks and blocks and balls and pointy things that hurt when I step on them.

They are also big fans of moving due to the boxes required

Jimmy managed to snag the best seat in the house

Then? The best thing that could possibly happen on a weekend when you don’t want to leave the house happened. It started to snow! We had some snow last year that I am sure Chase doesn’t really remember and this is for sure Jimmy’s first real snow, other than the storm he was born during.

The boys stood at our slider and watched the snow come down all day, but Chase was being elusive and didn’t want his picture taken. Stinker.

All in all it was an amazing weekend home with my babies, who are getting so big so fast.

Even my Cullen baby is growing up and now has grown in his front teeth, so I no longer have a baby vampire..

And Chase? He is just getting more and more grown up right before my very eyes.

Thanksgiving is for sure one of my favorite holidays. Not only is it the starting line to my favoriteholiday(Christmas!!) ,but it is a carb filled extravaganza that this fatty patty looks forward to all year.

In the years past I mostly concentrated on the food side of Thanksgiving. Well, that and football. This year though, with Chase being a bit older and more able to understand being thankful, I have been trying to explain to him the purpose of the day. He didn’t fully get the point, but he has been walking around telling all of his toys thank you and kissing them. So freaking cute.

This year has brought so many things that I am thankful for. It started out on January 27th with the birth of my baby Jimmy. While I am NOT thankful for 3 months of colic, this little man has brought us so much joy.

I am thankful for every minute that I get to spend with Chase. He is growing up so quickly, and becomes more able to take care of himself every day, even at two years old. He is dressing himself, and holding conversations that awe me every day.

I am thankful for my husband. I am thankful that due to his hard work I got to be home with Chase for over two years and with Jimmy until 6 months. I do not take that time for granted. I am thankful for all that he does for us.

I am thankful to be working, and to have a job when so many people don’t. I will try to remember that when I am complaining.

I am thankful to be moving within 2 miles of a Starbucks on Monday.

I am thankful for the Internet. I have connected with so many amazing people in the last couple years, and am surprised every day at the level of our connections. I have been supported and lifted up so many times, and I am beyond grateful.

I am thankful for my health. While I have some small issues going on, overall I am well.

I am thankful to NOT be pregnant on Thanksgiving. It can really cramp a girls eating style.

Most of all I am just thankful to be able to wake up every day to people I love. I am able to open my laptop and talk to people that make me laugh. I go to work in a job I enjoy and find rewarding. I get to snuggle with my boys and nuzzle into their soft baby necks. I am able to feel my husband wrap his arms around me for a hug.

I am thankful for all of this and more.

A phone conversation with Chase:

Me: Hey buddy, it’s Mama. Hi Chase!

Chase: Hi Chase!

Me: No, say Hi Mama.

Chase: Hi Mama!

Me: Are you having fun at Jenny’s? Are you playing with Kylie? What did you have for dinner?

Chase: Oh mama, Jenny. Kylie fun. Oh mama, CHICKEN. CHICKEN mama.

Me: You had chicken? That’s nice. How’s Jimmy. Is brother being good?

Chase: Jimmy no chicken. Chase chicken. Chicken fun, Mama. Chicken for Chase.

Me: Daddy will be there to get you soon, Bud. Night Night Chase, love you.

Chase: No Daddy. Stay Jenny and Chicken. Night Mama, lub wu. Lub chicken too Mama.

Sigh. I’ve been so easily replaced.

Hoping to make some people smile on this drama filled Saturday!

This is J last week playing games with Mom-Mom when she was trying to feed him his dinner, he has decided it’s a HUGE game!

*If the big play button doesn’t work, hit the little one in the lower left part of the screen, it’s being wonky!*

Religion tends to be a bit tricky when it comes to raising kids. Many couple friends of mine have been blindsided during pregnancy with the all of a sudden realization that they don’t agree on which religion to raise their children in. With Jim and I it was fairly simple.

I was raised Mormon. I have not been to a service since I was 18 and my mother couldn’t make me go anymore. I don’t have any animosity towards the Church, nor do I have any long lost love. I enjoyed going when I was a kid, it’s youth programs are amazing and we had so much fun. However, I have no interest in my children being raised in the Mormon church.

Jim is Catholic. He and his brothers and sister all went through the Catholic schools here in our town. His family is active in the parish. They say grace before each meal and attend Mass each Sunday.

 At this point I consider myself a Christian. I don’t regularly attend church, and to be honest I don’t want to. I pray. I feel like I can be closer to God in a field with my thoughts, then I can kneeling on a pew with the thoughts of a Priest in my ear. I feel if you are a good person and you are good to others, you will end up in a good place.

However, the boys will most likely be attending Catholic school. Since that is the probability, we made the decision to baptize them Catholic. It meant so much more to Jim and his family to have them baptized, then it did for me to not. Chase was baptized December 2nd, 2007 and Jimmy entered the Church this past Sunday, August 9th,2009.

I feel as though the right choice was made for them, but they will have the end choice on what sort of a role religion and church will play in their lives. Had Mormonism been not so heavily pushed on me, I might not have run as fast as I could in the other direction. Religion is a personal thing and I think it should be a personal choice, whether you are 8, 15 or 30 years old.

Happy Christening Jimmy. As Ammo said…”Go Baptism!”