August 29, 2010

Does there have to be a point?

* This afternoon, Jack walked a record-breaking 10(ish) feet. We were out back and he really wanted to get to the playhouse and felt sudden motivation to do so upright. I was beyond impressed. He is officially walking.

*Gabby is, right now as I type this, sitting at my feet meowing. She just stopped to inform me that "the kitty wants a bone." I think my pet-deprived children may be a little confused.

*Steven Ray will be 5 on Friday. Every year on the kids' birthdays, I do a mushy, lovey, lookback over the year with pictures and tears and all the works. I don't think I can come up with another such post after the letter to his teacher just last week (which I did give to her; she actually asked for a letter and her request was my inspiration for the blog post). He requested to postpone is birthday party until Daddy is home, so he and Gabby will be having a joint-birthday celebration sometime in late October.

* I took the kids shopping yesterday and bought Gabby and myself boots. Yeah, it's 95 degrees out and I'm buying boots. I'm kind of over the heat, the summer, flip flops and tank tops. I am ready for sweaters, boots and hot cocoa. I won't hold my breath, though. We've got a few months to go.

* Jack is cutting his 8th tooth. It is not pretty. He is by far, my worst teether. Steven was fussy when teething. Gabby had a mouth full of teeth before I even noticed. Jack is another story entirely. Fussy doesn't seem to do justice to his current condition. The bottle of Jack Daniels in the freezer may come in handy tonight. I may rub some on his gums....or pour some in my glass. Depends on how bad things get (Hi Mom. I'm just kidding about that. I don't even know who Jack Daniel is)

*Wednesday, I will be able to say, "Steve will be home next month." Yay! I am so glad that another month has come and gone and we are that much closer to having our family together again.

* Steven: "I can draw God."
Me: "What do you think God looks like?"
Steven: "He has really big legs (as he draws a line from top to bottom of the paper)....this paper's too small."

August 22, 2010

A Letter to Steven's Teacher

Dear Mrs. Sanchez,

My son Steven will be in your class this year. I hope that he is well behaved. I know he will be. I hope that you will see in him all that he is. I hope that he will excel and grow and learn and laugh. I hope he comes out of your Pre-K class, excited for life, loving to learn and just as sweet and happy as he is, now.
You should probably know that Steven likes to ask approximately 16 questions every minute while he is awake. He thrives on the knowledge that he is being helpful and that he is needed. He likes cereal, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, apples, grapes and pizza. He’ll try anything once but those are his favorites. He doesn’t have any allergies and is rarely really sick, although he does have a constant runny nose that never seems to dry up. Make sure he knows where the tissues are and you may have to remind him to use one when his nose is all gross. He doesn’t like to take naps, and hasn’t done it since age 2.
He thinks his brother, Jack and his sister, Gabby are the cutest kids he knows. He loves his mommy very much and knows that he is her big helper. He misses his daddy a lot and likes to color pictures and write letters to send Daddy, who is currently deployed. Steven is very excited to be turning 5 on the 3rd of September but has decided to postpone his birthday party until Daddy comes home. Steven likes to make up songs, mostly about monster trucks and racecars. When someone cries, he wants to make them feel better.
I worry about him being homesick, but I know it’s silly because he is very outgoing, a born leader, and loves meeting new friends. He can sometimes get frustrated when he can’t figure something out. If someone is mean to him, he will be mean right back, and cry later. He doesn’t like to eat the crust on his sandwich. When he gets hurt, he likes to be hugged and told that he doesn’t need to cry because he’s such a big, strong boy.
When I look at him, I still see a little baby boy and it hurts my heart a little to know that he’ll be spending his days with you instead of by my side. He is so curious, so excited and so looking forward to being a big boy at school that the part of me that wants to keep him home is hushed quickly by the part of me that knows what is best for my sweet boy. Please keep me updated on how he is doing in class, how he interacts with you and his peers, how he plays and what he likes, how he eats and if he is tired, grumpy, excited or wound up. Not knowing what he’s doing, how he’s feeling and what he’s thinking during the day just may kill me. But I know he’ll do well. Thank you for teaching him and please know that he’s not just another child in your class, he’s my sweet baby boy, my son.


Leah Koper

August 18, 2010

Like a Baby

Someone posted this on Facebook this morning and I watched it. And bawled like a baby. The kids watched it, too. They kept saying, "that daddy's coming home."

August 12, 2010

The Anniversary Post

I feel like I just have to post today because it is our anniversary. I'm just not in a blogging mood. I miss my husband a lot today, and honestly I'm trying not to think too much about the fact that it's our anniversary and we're not together. But today is still an important day, a day that marks six great years. Six years of ups and downs, six years of building our life together, of growing and learning.

In our sixth year, we moved into our seventh home together, watched our three kids grow, purchased our first house, and experienced the first half of a long term separation. This year, we've been happy together but between all the TDYs and the deployment, we've spent a lot of time apart. Steve often encourages me to look on the bright side, even when it's hard. This separation is difficult and the bright side seems harder to see some days than others, but I know that being apart makes us stronger individually, makes us more appreciative of each other and brings us closer together when it's all said and done. So, with that in mind, this sixth year of marriage has been difficult but good for us. When we are together, we are so grateful for each other, so thankful to be close and so very much in love that it somehow makes all the separation fade into a distant memory.

The memories of these hard times fade fast and are gone before we know it, but the good parts, the memories we've made together in this last year are the ones we'll carry on into the rest of our marriage, into the rest of our lives.

Thanks for all the good times, honey. Thanks for the laughs, thanks for your encouragement and thank you for your love. Thank you for walking through the tough times with me. I miss you so much. I look forward to seeing what God has for us in year seven.

"For I know the plans I have for you" delcares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 28:11

August 10, 2010

Just another Day in the Desert

Any good teenager of the 90s can mumble along to the verses and belt out the chorus of this classic 90s hit.

It's one that we all remember well. We, the teenagers of the 90's that is, also remember well the summer Olympics of 1996. It was the memorable year of Keri Strug doing the volt on a broken ankle. Dominique Dawes and Amy Chow were on the woman's gymnastics team. My BFF Diane and I spent weeks "dismounting" curbs, stairs and doorsteps like a gymnasts afterwards. The men's gymnastics team that year included twins Morgan and Paul Hamm. Seriously, these people are all embeded in my "pop culture memories from teenage years."
Today, Steve flew the band Candlebox to and from a few places in support of Operation Iraqi Freedom. He then flew Olympic Medalists Moushaumi Robinson, Paul Hamm, Allen Johnson and Carly Piper to and from some places.
Steve said Candlebox had some pretty interesting stories about touring with Metallica and they were super humble and thankful to our guys for all that they are doing. He said he also talked to Paul Hamm some, and he plans to try out for the 2012 Olympic team. So, we'll have to keep an eye out for him in a few years!

Steve, his crew members, Candlebox and their Managers

Steve, Carly Piper and her Gold Medal

Steve, 2 of his crew members, Carly Piper, Moushaumi Robinson and 2 Olympic Golds

The whole crew and all the Olypmic team members
I miss my husband a lot right now - especially since Thursday is our sixth wedding anniversary. But I'm proud of him for making the sacrifices he does to serve his country and I'm glad that he got to have a pretty fun day meeting some great people who are willing to go over and show their support of our troops.