Monday had been a long awaited day for my sweet little Presley.She finally got tubes!She has 8 ear infections in 12 months and an ear drum already burst, poor thing!so almost all her life she has had ear infections.she had her last one in August and the doc said if she is getting one now, then winter is gonna be bad,so we went in to give the poor girl some relief.A couple of days prior to the surgery she started getting a runny nose,I got very worried because all the paper work said they couldn't have a fever or cough, she didn't have either but, I was afraid the runny nose might postpone it.The whole night before i couldn't sleep, I worried all night and felt like I prayed all night, so that everything would go smooth.We left at 5:30 AM and headed for the surgery center.She was very content the whole time, when they took her from me she cried for a second, but as I walked out into the waiting area,I could see her and she already stopped.So,I felt very calm and I really had no worries.THE Lord really blessed me this day.In ten minutes it was over and I got to go pick her up,and boy was she mad!
The doc informed me that they got a lot out of her ears and that it clogged his vacume up ,because it was so sticky, which meant that it was in her ears for a long time.That made me feel bad to know that she had been suffering so long.
Hopefully now we are on a new road and that she will finally be able to hear better and not feel constant pressure.
That day after she had woken up, and was really happy,she was playing really well.She likes to play by herself, but, I always have to be in the same room.But, this day she took off and went and played in the shower and then came to say hi to me and then left and went into the office.She has never done this!!! I was talking on the phone just amazed that she was playing so good.I told Lindsay the story and she thinks that presley could hear me, she heard my voice while I was on the phone and felt safe to leave me and venture out on her own.I will never know if this is true, but I hope it is the case and that she will now be able to finally feel better.

Married to my boyfriend

You know, marriage is hard.Take 2 seperate worlds and try and bring them together and make a happy family.When you are dating the romance is so alive, there are butterflies just thinking about the other person,endless hours on the phone,dreaming of that blissful day you get to become man and wife.The day arrives, it is the most magical day ever.The first few months are so exciting and new and being newleyweds is so fun.Then you start setteling into your ways and creating new habits.Marriage is great, but as we get comfortable, we forget to take those special moments to think of all the great things,of how we fell in love.We sometimes stop dating eachother.I know for me there are days when I am in wedded bliss and days I am really trying to work on it.I once heard a quote from a couple that had been married for 50 years ,they were asked how they had been married for so long, and they replied"we never fell out of love on the same day."I may never fall out of love, but I think the point is that marriage is a roller coaster.
My point to all this , I was listening to Dr. Laura,and her big thing is "are you married to your boyfriend?"I really took a moment to think about this and define the meaning of this.You are better when you are dating, you cherish things more, you make an effort to do fun things, take time out to give compliments, and the list goes on.I want to be married to my boyfriend, I want him to rush home to see me, and I want to make him weak in the knees
I know since I have stopped nursing, my "horror" mones.are getting back in the swing of things and I'm not so crazy.Mike if you are reading this,listen up.I think you are a stud, your new glasses are so cute and I get those butterflies when I see you.My heart skips a beat when you kiss me and I love to lay next to you in bed . You are the most incredible father, and are so patient with our children, you work so hard with never a complaint and I wonder how you do it all.I love you for all eternity, I am so blessed to call you mine and I am grateful for you everyday.xoxox
Im gonna try hard to be a better wife, after all our kids learn from us. Are you married to your boyfriend?

what to do

Oh what do you do in the summer time when all the world is green!"I'm sure we have all run into those days when you don't want to watch tv anymore, especially your kids.It is sad when we come in from an outing and Rocco runs right for the remote to turn the tv on. what have I taught my kids.I'm tired of the tv teaching my kids.So, the other day, I had a box I had been saving for a costume or house or something for Rocco to play with.I told him we could make a Wall-e box. so we cut holes for arms and his body,he then proceeded to tell me that he need glasses,so we made some from cardboard,but what is an outfit without a hat, so we made a paper hat, and voila! here he is.I think he had fun! I am always looking for fun things to do with my kids,so if anyone has any suggestions, please let me know.I don't want to watch tv anymore!!!!!

any takers?

I have this cute secretary if anyone is intersted.I thought I would see if anyone wanted it before I took it to goodwill. I just painted it and distressed , it needs a good home

Would I?

So on Sunday there was a talk given about being converted. He began telling us a story of when he was on his mission. He was teaching this man for several weeks, he was very responisive and loved having the missionaries come over.He took all the discussions and was presented the baptismal commiment, he said he was ready, but he was told he had to go church and be consecutive.Week after week he didn't show up. The missionaries were really frustrated and decided to tell him that they could no longer teach him if he was not willing to come to church. He replied that he really wanted to come, and wanted one more chance.So the missionaries agreed and waited till the next Sunday. Where he served his mission in Portugal not very many people had cars, so evryone took a motorized bike with a basket on the side to carry passangers.It cost a couple of pesos to get to the church,which in an equivalent of 10-20 cents.So they thought it would be so easy to get this man to come to church.AS the missionaries stood outside that Sunday and waited for this man to arrive,and then he told us that this man had no use of his legs, they stood there being so dissapointed that he wasn't coming.They go to walk into the chapel and give one last look.With there final glance they find this man crawling on his hand and knees the 2 miles it took to get the church.
My eyes welled with tears,the strength that this man had was so undeniable.I then had to ask myself"would I crawl to church?" I have been so blessed to have the knowledge all my life and have never really had to sruggle with my faith.I know it's true I believe it with all of my soul,and I believe in the plan of savation and eternal families. I don't think that we have to be only converted from being a non-member.We need to be converted daily. We should realize how lucky we are, and that we don't have to search.We have have it.I am greatful for my faith an my testimony.I hope if the time ever came that I had no use of my legs, that I would crawl to church.

happy birthday rocs

3 years ago today was one of the most special days of our lives.My sweet little Rocs entered this world and has brought me so much joy.He is so much fun and says funny things all the time.It has been so fascinating to watch him grow and learn and become a walking talking, happy little boy.He loves to be a big brother, he pushes Presley along and tries to make her do stuff,when she cries he says"shhh,shhh,shhhh, it's ok I'm right hear"he loves to pick her up, and play ball with her.He constanly amazes me with the things he says.One day he found someone's buisness card on the ground and handed it to me and said"here mama,debit card".One day he was eating a box and said"mmmm, seaweed" where does he come up with this stuff.He loves to talk and to be silly.he brings us so much happiness and laughter, and I love having a boy, they certainly are different from girls right from the beginning.Happy Birthday my baby boy,we love you.












this is not my boob,it's my shoulder!! i know you were thinking it was

prayers...pass it on

My sisters good friend Stephanie and her husband Christian were in a terrible plane crash late last night.They are going to have a hard and painful recovery and are in definate need of your prayers.We are trying to get all to gather as one and put forth our efforts in behalf of them.Please keep them in your prayers and ask the Lord for his watchful eye over them.
Stephanie is a dear friend to Lindsay,when I was at lindsay's house a few weeks ago, I picked up a card that Stephanie had written to her.She was expressing her love and thoughts to linds about the 4 year anniversary of my dads death. I was so touched and realized how special she is.
I have faith in the lord and know that he hears our prayers.
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