Should I sign him up for tutoring, already?

So today was our 2nd day of school and while going thru Aidan's folder I came across a paper that he did today. The point of this paper was for the kids to get to know their classmates. Some of the questions on the paper were: Who wants to ask a question? Aidan's answer...The boy with his hand up; Who is wearing glasses? Aidan's answer....The boy with glasses on; Who is standing? Aidan's answer...That one kid; Who is talking? Aidan's answer...That girl that always talks. I'm pretty sure Aidan failed this assignment. But in his defense, he's always been bad with names.... :)

The journey continues...

My 3rd grader...

Makayla today in the 6th grade...

Kindergarten-7 years ago..it's a blur, just like this picture. :(


So today, I had a revelation. I was taking my kids to school while reflecting on their past first days of school. I then thought to myself....7 years ago, I dropped Makayla off for her first day of Kindergarten and in 7 years I will be taking her to college and helping her unpack into her dorm. We are exactly at the halfway mark. I can't believe my sweet little girl is now in her last year of elementary school. She was so cute in Kindergarten, and sweet. She still let me pick out her clothes and was so excited to see me when she got home. I wonder if she will still feel that way today at pick-up...we'll see. I can't believe how much she has changed in 7 years...and what the next 7 years will hold in store for us...but I know it's a blessing to be her mom. Thank you God for Makayla....



My sweet Aidan boy is starting this year a tad bit better than he did last year. Thank God. It was nice not having to park in the wheel chair parking and seeing him take his own bag to class and not having to watch the floor so much so he didn't slip. He is in the big 3rd grade this year. Will his teacher think he is as funny as I do? Probably not, but I hope she "gets" him. :) My sweet boy...

Meteor Shower ...

I love living in a smaller town. I love being able to see the stars at night! Tonight on the news, they talked about the meteor shower. I wanted to take the kids out and lay in the driveway to watch the sky. We layed there for a few seconds, waiting for a miracle to happen, or so it seemed. I don't think any of us knew what to look for or what to expect. But then it happened..well, I think. I started to see stars drifting. I knew I should have paid more attention in Astrology...wait, did I even take Astrology?? I don't know..Anyway, I spotted a few, Makayla spotted hers and Leon spotted his. All that was left was Aidan. He said, "There's one!!!!" in a really excited voice...but nope it was a plane. Makayla quickly reminded him of that with an elbow to the gut. Then he said, "Ok...ohhhhh wait, there's one!!!" And again, Makayla said, "that's not even moving..you're moving your head." He then said he was bored. It took all of 2.5 seconds. He layed there one more second and then said, "Oh, there's a kitty!" And ran off to scare the cat. He then asked Makayla to play leap frog. It was over. I layed there thinking maybe in a few more years he would do this for a tad bit longer. But then I realized this is Aidan...and he probably wouldn't. He's just to busy. :) Remind me to test that kid for A.D.D. soon. :)

Femur-tastic Day...

Our family today...

It's the simple things in life...like fireworks...and pretending to like each other!

Coming home from the hospital...

Poor Makayla's burns..

Such a scary day for all of us...

Well, here it is..the anniversary of the dreadful day...THE CAR ACCIDENT! We decided today would not be a dreaded day..instead on our calendar it reads: FEMUR-TASTIC DAY! So today consisted of Mom, Makayla and Aidan doing nothing but having fun. We got up after a long cozy time...started the day with the sweetest prayers and then got ready to go. First we went to Academy for presents! Makayla wanted a Soccer Ball and Aidan got a gun..imagine that! :) We then went to lunch at Taco Bell, their choice, and then out for cookies! We then came home, got all cozy on the couch, with a gun next to us, of course and then went to play Soccer when Daddy got home-in the sprinklers on the Soccer Field! I'd say today, was indeed FEMUR-tastic! Now I sit here, in a quiet house. I watch Makayla and Aidan sleep in their beds and I am so sad, yet happy. Can only Moms feel two totally different emotions at the same time? I reflect back on this long year...I remember the accident so very clearly and sometimes it's hard to sleep feeling it and seeing it over and over again. I close my eyes and always wish for a different outcome. I always wonder if there was something I should have done. I wish I wouldn't have told Aidan to look at the horses...I wish I would have seen her darting across. Why do we, as Mom's, always blame ourselves even when deep down we know it wasn't our fault and there was nothing we could have done? I remember getting out of the car, unhooking his seat belt him looking up to me with the biggest gash ever across his forehead. I remember the blood. I remember hoping and praying for no scar. I remember seeing the man from church run to us, and feeling comforted by seeing someone I knew to help me, to help my babies. I remember trying to call my husband. I remember seeing him get there, with tears in his eyes and a scared, panicked look...hoping he would just say, "They will be fine.." I remember seeing my daughter taking in the whole scene and worrying that she was in shock. I remember the ambulance ride, my sister talking me through it all. I remember getting to the hospital, hearing him cry, hearing them say his femur is broken..wondering what that meant..I remember 20 stitches and him counting with them for it to be over. I remember having to say goodbye as they wheeled him away for surgery. I remember what we all were wearing and talking to my mom for the first time and crying because I needed her. I remember hurting but not knowing how hurt I was until 3 hours later. I remember him waking up and his little hand reaching out to me. I remember his sister being so hurt and seeing him hurt just hurt her even more. I remember her climbing into his bed and just wanting him to be close to her. I remember the hospital room, his first walk with crutches, bringing him home, not knowing how to really care for him. I remember watching him sleep and crying myself to sleep. I remember the week after, school starting and it being a new school...I remember having to leave him with a cast up to his hip and a huge gash on his forehead. I remember not knowing what to do..but crying the whole time he was gone. I remember going to lunch with him everyday, so he wouldn't slip on an orange peel, taking him home early and parking in the wheel chair parking spot. I remember how sad he was, how stressed he was, that he even lost the back of his hair. I remember physical therapy, was terrible. The therapist had no idea what he was doing. I remember flipping completely out...I'm sure they remember that, too. :) I remember getting a new wonderful therapist and seeing my baby walk for the first time without crutches and recording it, with tears flowing. I remember months of physical therapy, watching him learn to bend again. I remember the surgery to remove the rods and he asked to keep them...instead we got a photo. :) I remember him being so tough and never asking for pain medication..but always wanting me by his side. I remember still praying the scars would fade. I remember the doctor saying 7 years...he can't do sports for 7 years. I remember Aidan's sad, sad face. I remember the first time he rode his bike after the accident and me being so scared, yet so proud. I remember hearing about a boy that passed away around the same age as Aidan and being so sad for this mom and yet feeling so blessed that I can still hear my little boy laugh...and this poor mom couldn't. I remember feeling guilty for counting my blessings and she was burying hers. Yes, it's been a long, hard year..and I've had a front row seat..but this little boy has made me so proud. I've learned so much about life. I've learned patience, strength, gratitude, and peace...and I know we are very blessed. Thank you God for my children....and thank you for all the blessings this year. I've seen the power of prayer up close and personal...and I am forever changed.

That's a longggg time!

Well, tomorrow Leon and I celebrate 18 years together. Eighteen years with the love of my life! We pretty much grew up together and now here we are growing old together-it's happening rather quickly too, I might add. :) Of course, we've had our ups and downs...tell me, who hasn't? But here we stand, hand in hand-together. In 18 years, we've experienced death of grandparents, illnesses of parents, deaths of our best friends, losing a baby, moving, job changes, a car jacking, a flood, and a terrible car accident. We've also shared many moments of bliss: laughs, two beautiful children, buying a home, graduating college, renewal of our wedding vows, vacations, a baptism, and so many other fond memories. I will say that this man completes me. He loves me, in spite of me. He makes me whole and makes me laugh more than anyone I've ever met. He is soft, gentle and would do anything for me. I can honestly say, I hope my son grows up to be just like his dad and I hope my daughter marries someone like him, too. He's the provider for our family and he's a hard, dedicated, honest worker..that's hard to find in an Auto Technician you know... :) He loves my mom-that means alot to a girl. He would do anything for anyone. He's my best friend and my biggest fan. He thinks I'm wonderful, even when I don't see it. There isn't a day that goes by that we don't laugh. Laughter is very important in our house. Due to that, there isn't a Mexican or white people joke we haven't said, a shower taken without a prank played, a jumping out and scaring each other, or a wrestling move that we haven't tried on each other. I'm blessed beyond belief. Many people spend their whole lives searching for that one person that truly gets them. I found mine. God decided mine would live right up the street in Goree, TX when I was a mere 14 years old. Eighteen years later, here we stand..That Crazy Redhead and that Little Latino, still in love. It's hard to believe it's been that long ago that we walked the town, spend time on the sidewalk that never ended, front porch dated, shared a Camelot Village, drove on bridges with napkins and saw Homeward Bound while sharing a pizza. I love you, Leon..and I'm so proud of the life we've made and the life we live together with our sweet babies. But I'm getting a present, right?? :)

In One Day...

Just in one day my son managed to make all of us laugh about 100 times, at least. First, he wanted a few quarters while we were out shopping. I gave him one and my friend, J, gave him like 4! Have I mentioned J really thinks alot of Aidan? :) Anyway, he found a quarter machine and put in his money and bought a fake mustache. He was quite amusing with it on. He even managed to talk T, his best 14 year old friend, into getting one. They posed for a few pics and then it was on! Every time someone on the loud speaker said for the Men's Dept. to call a different department there he went. He would say, "I'm coming..I'll be right there!" with his stache on of course! Then we went out to dinner and he asked the waitress for the Senior Menu. Makayla asked him his Senior name and he said, "Russell...Russell Patch." He couldn't even wear the mustache without his eyes watering, because he has allergies and it was causing him to sneeze and his nose to itch. Makayla put her finger under his nose for him. He said, "Thanks, Sweets." He was completely into his character! I sent my sister his photo and she said he looked like Cheech Marin. Gosh, she was right! He did! Then she said, "I love that freakin kid!" I told Aidan, and he said, "Everyone does." Leon said playfully, "I don't." Aidan's remark was, "Maybe I should go then." Makayla told him to take a limo..he said while rubbing his chin and stroking his stache, "Limo hmm...that might be to much...Taxi..that's better." Then he asked Leon for 20 bucks. I'm pretty sure I should put him in acting. I think he may be a natural! He played Russell..Russell Patch very well, afterall! And where are we going tomorrow? Why back to the quarter machine to get another mustache of course. ;)

Wasn't this just yesterday?

They are growing up, to fast, if you ask me! During the summer we always do school starting in mid-July. The kids love it. We usually do 15 minutes of reading. One reads, the other does computer time, and then they switch. Then we do about 3-4 worksheets. Makayla now does piano for 15 minutes, too. We started our school today and they loved it! They kept saying, "can we do more?" I was shocked. Then Makayla said, "I would love to do home schooling, Mom!" I was easily like, "Ummm...no way!" Honestly, I would probably like it...except for the fact that we all know that I cannot do math...well, not Jr. High/High School Math. Then it hit me....my little girl is in her last year of Elementary this year. When did this happen? When did I get old enough to have a sixth grader? How is this even possible? Didn't I just finish sixth grade? UGH!!! Time has really flown by. I know OLD people always say that, but it really does once someone puts a baby in your arms. It's sad. Anyway, then we set off to go over to a friends house and Aidan had his sunglasses on his head and was about to pull them down on his nose when he says, "Y'all ready for this?" It was in a tone. A grown tone. I laughed because it was darn funny, and then imagined him as a teenager. UGH....again. I am NOT in any way, shape or form ready to live in a house with a teenage boy. Come to think of it, I never have lived in a house with a teenage boy. That alone scares me. Will he always be my sweet baby boy that thinks his mom is the best there is? Ok, I'm stopping now, before I cry. :(