Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Tricycle Motors

You should know that my maternal instinct stays in overdrive. I adore my son - he makes my world go 'round. But dangit, I want more! My love for him is so strong that I want to share it with other children.

I guess it's part of who I am. I think about Nanny, who wanted a big family and never had one. Maybe I got it from her. Or maybe it's just that biological clock that God made a standard feature on the female human. All the talk over the years about having a career, and the best job I can think of is just being a mama.

Honestly, I'd love to fill my house with kids. It wouldn't embarrass me in the least to have to buy a mini-bus to cart my kids around. I'd like at least one more, but I'd take several more. And I still want to adopt, though I may be cooling my jets a little about the international adoption. Maybe I'll get just one from out of the country and adopt the rest from in-state.

Jeff says I watch too much Discovery Health, but I can't resist Birth Day and Adoption Stories and House of Babies. I just love that stuff! It makes me laugh and cry at the same time.

Braeden has recently taken to flipping through his scrapbooks several times a day. I hadn't looked at them in a while, but the pages about his birth bring back so many wonderful memories. I'll never forget the first time I laid eyes on the skinny little troll. (Jeff's words, not mine!) He was perfect, even if he didn't have enough of a rear end to hold up his diaper. I loved him far beyond what I could ever articulate, and I knew the moment I held him that my job was to be a Mother. That was my calling. I knew I wanted more, and my heart began to ache for all those children who would never know the love for their child that I have for Bebo. It's not that I think I'm supermom. I just think every child deserves to be adored.

I'm taking applications for the position, if anyone's interested! :)

Monday, February 26, 2007

Nothing much

Just a pic. Braeden had someone new to play with this weekend. For some reason I just really like this picture.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Decorating Blues

I have a sense of style. It's true; I didn't make that up. Unfortunately, I am somewhat limited on time and resources. But it doesn't hurt to dream a little, does it? For fun (and to see how much I change my mind later), here's what I'd like my rooms to be:

Braeden's Room
He likes trains and cars, so a transportation-themed room would be cool. Paint the walls charcoal gray. Add yellow stripes down the middle like a road. Decorate with road sign replicas. Make wall art with hubcaps. Sound like fun?

Khaki colored tile walls with aqua glass tiles randomly dropped in for color. Copper fixtures. Aqua towels. White pedestal sink. Shelving recessed into the walls. Dressing area with plenty of drawers for makeup and toiletries.

Master bedroom
Red, tan and black asian-themed room. Black four-poster bed. Red silk bedding. Linen-textured wallpaper painted tan and rubbed lightly with dark brown to pick up the texturing. Asian prints on the wall. White Asian-style screen.

Black granite countertops. Cherry cabinets. Island. Grape tile backsplash. Hardwood floor.

I can dream, can't I?

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

A Wee Bit of Gloating

Tonight hubby was playing his guitar in the bedroom. Bebo ran into his room and yelled, "What are you doing, old man?"

I laughed till I cried.

Twenty minutes later, I was showing Bebo how to stamp hearts on his Valentine cards. When I lifted up the stamp to show him the image, he said, "Wow. You're smart, Mommy!"

Tee hee. Daddy's old and I'm smart. Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyaaaaaaah nyah!

Monday, February 12, 2007

Last night we went to Cracker Barrel with a group from church. Immediately Braeden tells me he has to go potty. I should take this opportunity to add that he'd eaten half a bag of marshmallows before church, courtesy of Peepop, so he was bouncing off the walls and talking a mile a minute. While I washed his hands, an older lady came into the restroom. She went into a stall and proceeded to let out the longest string of flatulence I've ever heard. Bebo's eyes got huge, and with complete seriousness, said, "Wow. That was a big one!"

What am I going to do with this child?!

Saturday, February 10, 2007

More Pictures

This photography thing is going to drive me crazy! I am having trouble getting the lighting right. In spite of myself, I managed to get some rather comical pictures of Braeden. I really need a new subject - preferably one that isn't a study in perpetual motion! LOL I should add that the color and focus are better in real life - the blog doesn't quite do them justice.

This was taken by my house:

This was at a park just up the road:

This wasn't as good, but his expression was so
funny I had to post it anyway:

And my favorite:

February 1

The strange thing about February 1 was not that that my daffodils had been in bloom for a full two weeks. No, what made it strange was the snow that coated the ground when I woke that morning. I proceeded to tromp outside at 6am to take pictures before it melted away. Here's a couple that I especially like:

I wish it was a little sharper - you can actually
see the ice drops on the leaves if you look at
the real photo.

Granted, it's not an exciting pic, but I wanted
to get as much of the view as possible.

Thursday, February 1, 2007

Good Things

Today is a happy day! Why?

We have snow!!!!! It's been eight years since I've seen snow, but we have it now! I am so happy! I have missed Indiana's snows so badly since I moved down here. The white stuff just makes me giddy. I love it!

Secondly, it was announced today that the last installment in the Harry Potter series will be released July 21. I'm already planning a celebration that day - movie (Harry Potter, of course), dinner, and book with a friend. I am excited beyond reason.

Finally, tonight's Smallville episode promises to be wonderfully exciting - Clark is going to fly Lois around Metropolis, and I cannot wait!

. . . Please excuse the overuse of exclamation points. I am feeling a little silly today.