Noodle turns 4!

Four years ago today, my life became complete. Happy Birthday to the most amazing four year old ever to grace my world. You have taught me to love life and to slow down to take it all in. Relish your every milestone, is what I promised I would do, as opposed to rushing them and marking down just how quickly you accomplished them. Crawl a little longer, you have your whole life to walk, speak like a baby, I will not correct you, stay little for as long as you can because getting BIG isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.

You have wanted to be BIG since you were born. You have walked in your BIG brother’s shadow, wanting to be BIG just like him. And today, you have decided that you are BIG. I have decided that it’s finally OK with me. Be BIG; go on, I will relish all that being BIG has to offer you.

Last night you went to bed three, but today you woke up four. YOU are BIG, just how big, you will never know. You have decided now is your time to do all of those BIG boy things you have yearned for your entire little life. Go on, go ahead, I am right behind you, I am looking forward to it, to see you do all you want.

Noodle, you are my sunshine, those eyes melt my heart. You have brought more happiness and joy to my life than you will ever realize. You’re bright, you’re cheery, you’re funny, you’re sweet, you’re sincere, you’re contrite when necessary, you are truly a remarkable boy, and I love you lots and lots.

You are my baby, you always will be, no matter how BIG you get, but today, BIG BOY, have a very Happy Birthday.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHzMCFgTid0

Love,
Mommy

Charlie Boo Boo Smiles!

Noodle, how'd you get that boo boo on your side?


I got it when I fell off my Charlie, Schmoogie.


When you fell off your what?


My Charlie.


Schmoogie looks at Noodle with that what the heck are you talking about look.

MY CHARLIE, Schmoogie, MY CHARLIE that I ride in the driveway, it's in the garage.


Schmoogie looks at me with such concern and says ever so seriously, "Mom, what the heck is he talking about?"


"Noodle, what's your charlie, honey" I say with the same look that Schmoogie gave him.


MY CHARLIE, Mommy, MY orange Charlie. You know what it is.


Just then, Schmoogie and I looked to each other and busted out in laughter. Just then, we knew exactly what his Charlie was. He meant his Harley, his Harley Davidson ride on toy.





Just then Noodle looks at us with this sort of disgusted smile and shakes his head back and forth as if he was thinking "Jeeze, these two just don't get it."


It was a moment not to forget.


Peace.

Remembering

I have been away for a while, honestly, enjoying some time with my children, not caring enough to share. Selfish, heh, maybe, but hey, this is my blog!

And then there is today, as I sit here at my desk with a knot in my stomach true sadness in my heart and know that writing will help.

On this day, eight years ago, I had dropped Schmoogie off at Gram's and was on my way to my office. Rockin to the tunes, singing out loud, cuz no one was listening, when just like that, the music turned to somber news of confusion and illogical chaos.

As I listened in disbelief, I continued my commute. Arriving to my office was strange, as those who made it there just moments before me scurried me to the radio, where we stood in a circle, listening. At the time, we weren't at all sure what we were listening to, and had no idea the magnitude of what was actually happening.

Little did we know that we were experiencing history, like none other that we had been alive to witness.

I cannot relive the terror I felt in my heart that day as we heard that people were jumping to their deaths, that the terrorists actually sacrificed themselves in the name of God, to torment Americans and for what?

After the smoke began to clear, and the real effects of that tragic morn actually began to sink in, I remember the solidarity that followed. You couldn't go anywhere without seeing an American Flag. People were kinder. We took turns easier. We looked out for one another, without reserve. This country turned into one big family for months to come following such crisis. You felt that strangers were no longer strange, but instead they were kind, gentle, neighbors. I wish we could always live that way, without having to live through a tragedy first. This country was different, it was changed forever.

Today, I remember those who perished for no reason, and those who continue to fight for our country, so those who perished did not do so in vein.

God Bless America today, and everyday.

Peace....for real.
P