luck of the irish..

It is officially day two of my being sick... day three for Roo.  We pretty much laid in bed all day and watched fun shows like "cake boss" and "say yes to the dress"  At lunch time I somehow found the energy to drive to Panera and get us both soup, Popsicles and Advil. 

Tonight is absolutely a "order a pizza" kind of night..

Here's the thing...

There is nothing like being sick to make you realize just how many people care about you.  I don't know if it is because you have so much time lounging around in bed...that you finally have time to think about it...

or if it is the things like...

A wonderful friends who shows up at your house...with her own pots ...so you don't have to wash one more pan... and cooks you soup...

or a friend who calls and asks if she can pick up your car pool shift... so you don't have to leave your bed...

or a Mom...who offers to pick up Popsicles so you don't have to leave your bed...

It is just so nice .... feeling the love..

and boy you guys....

I sure feel it...

ALL OF IT...

and I know it is going to help me feel better faster....

all that love.

:)

all tied up...Snapshot Sunday...

There are these things...

these things that happen...

These things we measure time with...

firsts...

Things like rolling over for the first time or taking your first steps...

Things like a name being written for the first time...and loosing the first tooth.

Things that we associate with age...

Today...

My baby took another step toward being a big girl.

She tied her shoes. 

by herself...

for the first time.

And boy was I proud. 

She has been working on this for SO very VERY long.

This kiddo...she decided THIS weekend...was THE weekend it was going to happen.

So she started...and she didn't stop.

She practiced on the couch...she practiced in the car...she practiced in her room, she practiced ALL the stinking time...

and she was so very very proud of herself when she finally did it.

and I ...

Well...I found myself in one of those moments where I didn't know if I should smile or cry.

I settled on a little bit of both.

I smiled through my tears.  Enough so that this kiddo...knew I was so proud of her.

All the while thinking that those moments I was talking about...

They are just going to keep coming...

That there is nothing I can do to stop them...

or even to slow them down.

They just keep coming...

and smacking me square on the jaw...

reminding me to take it all in.

To live every moment with her.

To saturate myself with HER moments...

To remember to be grateful that she allows me to experience these moments with her...

To hope that she will continue to let me grow with her...

because lord knows...

that every. single. time. she does something new...

and she grows...

I grow too.

Some days I wonder how I will survive..

these

GROWING pains...

because it would be so wonderful if I could just freeze time...

and keep things EXACTLY the way they are right now...

and every. single. time.

she does something new...she is growing... away from me...

into herself...

and who she will be...

and she is needing me less...

and I know it's my job to teach her all these life lessons...

so that she can go out there...in the real world...and kick some real world butt...

and I will....

keep teaching her...

and all the while...

wishing I could just hold on...

at least a little longer...

to these moments...

because some day...

moments like this...

are going to be a memory...

that I will cherish forever...

XOXO..

Way to go kiddo!

Sunday Snapshot...{Baking with my sweetie}

So Ryan has had a really rough week.

His Dad is in the hospital...

and had to have surgery...

and Ryan has been really worried...

and...

trying to be at the hospital...

and at home with us...

and at work...

all at the same time...

So tonight...

I took out the ole stand-by..

grabbed my favorite baker...

and we made an APPLE PIE...

First we peeled...

Then... 

we added the yummmmmy stuff...

and put it all together...

and then..

off to the oven...

for what seemed like forever...

for a 5 year old...

and we waited...and waited...and waited...

and then... it was done...

and this guy...

was super happy...

When we delivered his pie...

topped with 

this...

and this 

It's been kind of a tough week around here...

and this..

was just what the Doctor ordered!

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