I never thought I'd say this, but..

We have decided to homeschool.

What??? did I just say what I think I said?

Yes. I said it. The same girl who's said that I can't put my kids in a bubble.  

That's not what homeschooling is about... they won't be in a bubble!

The same girl who said that I can't possibly teach my kids.  I am not a teacher!   

Just an excuse, coming from someone who didn't have the confidence and didn't know what I know now.

This began with a stubborn mom (me) searching the internet to find any criticism AGAINST homeschooling in order to prove my point that public school better prepares children for life. And I found that all my arguments made no sense and that for my family homeschooling did... and that with God's help I can do this!  

and guess what?  I know it's going to be a lot of work but I am so excited!  

What I saw this morning

I woke up around 5am to hear my Ladybug crying. Rolled out of bed to get her. As I looked into her room I saw what looked like an image of person radiating soft white, blurry light and standing next to her crib looking at her.

I blinked.

The room looked normal again.

I went to the crib and picked her up, and carried her to my room thinking...

What in the world did I just see. Was it real? I could make excuses, but should I disregard what looked like an angel comforting my crying baby?

And should I post this or do I just sound crazy?

Oh who cares, I'm sure I've been called worse things! :)

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!!!

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.

this moment

Part of me wants to stay in this moment of life.

When my babies are still small 

innocent

 amazing.

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.

she SMILES :)

All the time!

Somebody Pinch Me!

Because God is so good all I can do is praise Him!  Even in a state of constant sleep-deprivation... I refer to it as blissful exhaustion.  That goes for all of my babies, they are such miracles all I can do is stare in wonder.  This one... She is so adorable I can't stand it!  

All I want to do is kiss her!

So just to let you know I am still here... I just spend 99% of my computer time nursing and am not THAT great of a typer!  :)