Truly Madly
... for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

Friday, April 17, 2009

until we meet again..

My grandma died today. Her name was Patricia Jean Wilson (Bell). She lived 87 very full years.

She grew up here. Her dad died of Valley Fever when she was a little girl. She graduated from Roosevelt High, and went on to get her Bachelors degree, Teaching Credentials, and her Masters. She married a U.S. Airforce Engineer named John 'Skip' Leroy Wilson and gave birth to their first baby (a boy) 9 months later. She next had two daughters, and the older one is my mom.

They moved each year and the first thing my grandma looked for was the nearest Methodist Church. She had a rock solid faith and loved the Lord with all her heart.

Grandpa Skip passed away and she became a widow at 57. She's been an active, and very independent lady as long as I can remember, completely dedicated to her church and her family.

And as for me... She never missed a ballet recital, choir performance, swim meet or birthday. I always knew she loved me even though she didn't talk about it. She was very stubborn but I wouldn't have her any other way... that's Grandma Pat.

These pictures were taken this week. She LOVED being with Elizabeth, and I am so glad for these last few days I got to share with her.

I will miss you so much Grandma!!!

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Can you say, OUCH!

..."Mommy, you should know that zipping up your penis wouldn't feel very good so be careful when you help me."  

..."Also, it would not feel very good to slam your penis in the door.  That would feel very, very bad."

He knows this because last week the toilet seat/ lid fell down on his penis. SLAM!  The doctor says that his penis will be fine but for now he is being very, very careful.

(...and moms with boys, the doctor said this is a VERY common injury in boys this age... so remind your sons to be very careful and avoid falling toilet lids!)

And here is my big lovable boy, xoxoxo.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

this moment

Part of me wants to stay in this moment of life.
When my babies are still small 
Almost scared to move forward,
Wanting so badly for time to slow down,
just a little?
But the other part of me is pretty sure,
The best is yet to come.