AWKWARD.

I'm so very awkward.

Today it was shinin' bright like a diamond.

It was going great Christmas shopping, Starbucks... Christmas cheer. Then BAM flat tire, cold rain, crap. All we had was a horrible jack that just made my husbands blood pressure spike. So a very nice guy gave us a jack and waited until the job was done. Since I had just gone shopping and had no cash I thought I need to give this guy something. Looking through what I had I found a jar of nuts. Yes, a jar of nuts. I proceeded to get out of my car, handed him the nuts and said " thank you... Merry Christmas." Here's some nuts. NUTS!?!! At that moment looking at his face, I realized... WHY didn't I just say " thank you" needless to say they were the cinnamon sugar pecans, but still nuts. I'm sure he will be having a Merry Christmas thanks to those. And maybe even a Happy New Year.

Random awkward facts about me:

1. I can't say no to people. I was once in a wedding of someone I barely knew. I still to this day only know her first name. I basically showed up and smiled for pictures. It happened.

2. I once tired to communicate with a deaf person. It took me a good 10 minutes to finally realize he was deaf.

3. I mess up lyrics all the time. Sometimes changing them ( unknowingly ) to dirty things and then singing them in front of my in laws. Only to realize its not " West Virginia. Mount ya mama it's " West Virginia, mountain mama." And jimmy buffet didn't step on a pop tart, he stepped on a pop top.
There is more awkwardness... But I feel I have already shared too much. Thankfully I can laugh at myself and move on. ;)

THE FORGOTTEN.

Last night was a moment of memories. Talking about people that are no longer around. Cherishing those wonderful moments. People that my son was never fortunate to meet. Amazing grandparents, great grandparents, friends, other family members. Simply memories. Memories that are long lasting, but don't stick around forever. It's heartbreaking to think I can't share those memories with my son. He will never understand them like I do.
I realized how completely pointless our lives truly are. We are all going down the same road of being only a name. Maybe a picture. Maybe some documents. But no memories. Depressing? A little. As a Christian my view is different. It's NOT about us. It's what we bring to the future generations. It's WHO we are IN Christ. All those things we worry will soon pass, all those things that we love will soon pass. The Word of God is forever. It stands till the end of time, time cannot kill it. It is the same yesterday, today and forever. I just realized, yes it is important to make wonderful memories with loved ones. We can still do this. It's just a reminder that life is short.
Serve a purpose. Serve God. Love people.
Not to us, but to your name be the glory.

PAINTING WITH GRAY.

What a wonderful rainy day. Rainy days with toddlers mean... you must get creative. So a little fun music, a large drop cloth canvas, wrapping paper, paint, and the inspiration of a 16 month boy. A great way to roll those clouds away and create our own little sunshine. Sidenote: Grayson hates paint on his hands and feet. He only wanted the paint brush.

TIMELESS.

My mom is turning he big 5-0! It's hard to believe since she doesn't look a day over 30. She's timeless, beautiful, lovely, kind and giving. She's my rock and best friend. She makes me want to be a better person. She's my mom.

If you know my mom you can see she's witty and very down to earth. But on the inside is great strength and brilliance. She's one of the strongest women I've ever meet. She has been through many trails and came out as a warrior. Because of rough economic times, my step dad lost his job. They pretty much lost everything, but each other. Some people do not know this because they still push on... With a smile... With great faith. My mom goes to work and provides a stress-free environment with massage therapy to make ends meet. Even though her life is just the opposite, she still serves her purpose of making you stress-free. With chaos in her life, she still has that servants heart.

She "blooms where she is planted." Even if it is in concrete, where little sunlight hits. She's still that flower growing and holding onto faith. Her light, her strength. I cannot wait to see what God has in store for her. She deserves all kinds of blessings.

Love you mom.

Her favorite verse:
" He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty." Psalm 91:1

HAPPILY EXHAUSTED.

Happily exhausted. Two words that sum up what Grayson does to me. He's at a very funny stage right now. He's constantly running, never walks anywhere. It's like he's in a hurry 24/7. Which means I'm tagging along right with him. He will sometimes jump on the couch with us and put his little arm up at his chin and just stare at us. He gave me a kiss on the forehead also, which made me mush.

He broke something of mine the other day and Josh went into the room to see what the noise was... Off to the other room Grayson dashed. Josh caught him, took him to the "scene" and asked him did he do this?!
Grayson shook his head " no". Josh asked again. He finally confessed with a little "yea..." Then put his
head down in shame. I asked for a hug which made him feel better.
Love him.
We are making salt dough ornaments today... Little hand print ornaments. They are in the oven awaiting a coat of paint. Grayson has been licking his hands all morning.

Hope you have a very blessed day :)