John, Sara Beth, Callum, Haley, Kobe, and Samuel

John, Sara Beth, Callum, Haley, Kobe, and Samuel

Friday, September 21, 2012

I Have To!

Since this blog is mainly for my memories to be written down and for a published blog book for my children to have as a keepsake... I must add these pictures (some old and some new) in and write about a couple of funny things that have happened. A "Catch up" post if you will.

Yesterday on the way to work Samuel asked me to teach him Spanish. It has been AT LEAST eleven years since I had a Spanish class so I stuck with what I knew... I counted to ten. I taught him Hello and Goodbye. How to say mom, dad, my name is Sam, and a couple of colors. After that... I was kind of out of tricks. He asked for me to teach him how to count to ten. So I said the words slowly and he would repeat me. After a few times he asked me to say them all in a row and let him just listen. So I did. I counted to ten. He wanted me to go higher. I counted to twenty. Still... he wanted me to count higher. I was beginning to get a little nervous because I start losing confidence at about twenty nine! So we get to thirty and I blurted out what I thought was right and quickly said, "Now, Samuel don't hold me to that! I could be wrong. I just can't remember for sure right now!" and he said this, "Mama, it's OK sweetie. Just take your time and slow down so you can really think about it. This isn't a race." It made me giggle at first but then I felt thankful to his teachers because this is probably how that little sweetie is talked to during the day.

Yesterday Samuel got a "Pawsitive Paw" for being so sweet at school. I will let the picture explain:

I have mentioned before that I always speak good things over my children. I give them daily affirmations about how good and kind and smart and likeable, etc  they are and I guess that is paying off because not only are they believing it about themselves but they are now encouraging others!
Yesterday must have been the day for being a proud mommy because Kobe came home with a progress report. When I saw it I squealed {they think it is so funny when I do this!} and I started hugging him and he chuckled and acted "too cool" but I know he likes it when I act overly proud of him... but I am not acting... I really am! There is nothing either of them could ever do that would make me love them any less and I am always proud of them!

Kobe is working on a project at school. It is a timeline of his life of significant events in his ten years. I started trying to pull together some pictures of him and things that I thought were important. I am making him do this COMPLETELY on his own but I will have to place a photo order so he can put pictures on his poster. He was born before I had mobile upload to facebook on my phone! So, a lot of his pictures had to be searched for on old laptops, etc. Luckily, my dad had some and sent them to me {I don't know that I even knew how to upload a picture to a computer then...seriously!}. So, just for memory's sake I am going to add them to this post so that we will always have them.

The Day Kobe was born. April 25, 2002

Football 2008

Helping his poppa 2004

Preschool Graduation 2007

First time to help in a community project was when the Tornadoes came through Alabama in April 2011.

Helping clean up with tornado disaster relief.

First Christmas December 2002

First day of Kindergarten. August 2007

First Birthday April 2003

Looking at these pictures made me want to cry! He was such a little fatty cutie pie! 

Truth be told... my mind is stuck in 2007. That is how I see him when I look at him.

I am ready for this weekend! We are having friends over for dinner and tomorrow is free to do what I want! 

52 Home--Week 37

I took a detour taking Sam to school this week. There was a lot of fog just resting on the water and I couldn't help but see God's beauty in it and I had to have a picture. This is at McFarland near the docks. So beautiful!

Monday, September 17, 2012


Today I would like to introduce you to someone new. His name is Broccoli. Broccoli is a blue chenille bear that has been in my family for eleven years. I didn't always know him as Broccoli but I will share a little with you about this bear.

When I found out I was pregnant as all mothers do, I couldn't wait to buy something for my little baby. I had no earthly idea if it was a boy or a girl but I felt like it was going to be a boy. I wanted a healthy baby but I would be COMPLETELY lying if I said I wasn't hoping for a little boy.

My mom and I went shopping together one day and we had decided that when we got ready to purchase some baby things to buy only gender neutral things until we found out pink or blue. But one particular day my mom took me into Shoals Variety (which was my grandmother's favorite store) and there on a shelf sat this little blue bear. I picked it up and the bear was so soft that I couldn't leave the store without it. The bear was blue. My mom tried to talk me out of it but I just couldn't wait. I had to have that little bear. I made my purchase and happily headed home with my first purchase for baby.

Later I would find out that it was a boy ... twice actually. Once in 2002 and then again in 2007. 

I packed it in my hospital bags and immediately introduced Kobe to that little blue bear, whom I lovingly referred to as "bear". 

A year or so later Kobe was talking (non-stop!) and kept saying he wanted Broccoli. I would fix him broccoli and he would eat it but he would just keep asking for it over and over again. Finally one day he told me that his bear's name was Broccoli. For some reason he went through a phase of naming animals (Stuffed and real) after vegetables. {He named a pet rabbit: Carrot.}

Broccoli went EVERYWHERE with Kobe. Up until just  a couple of years ago Kobe still slept with Broccoli every night. Until one night when Samuel was scared to go to bed in his own bed. Kobe gave him Broccoli. He told him that Broccoli helped him not feel so scared and that he was so soft to cuddle and was a good buddy to have. 

Now, Broccoli goes with Samuel everywhere. This bear has gone on MANY a trip with us and goes on many grocery store trips and has made several appearances at Show and Tell day. Samuel still sleeps with him and brings him anywhere I will agree to let him go. Now that Samuel is a little older, Broccoli ends up having to wait for him in the car while he is in church or school and most times at the store. 

I love that little Broccoli Bear and it really makes my heart happy to know that my boys love him too. I am a mother who lets my boys dress up as their favorite characters to run errands with me. I have taken Batman so many places in the past two years with me! Kobe would try to get upset and ask me to please not let Sam come dressed as Batman...but I reminded him that I have also taken a certain little boy dressed as a Power Ranger on many errands when he was little too! I don't mind letting a little blue bear tag along because I know that one day when I pull up to work and look in my backseat... I won't see this...

Mr. Broccoli Bear, 
Thank you for making errands fun and for always "helping" my boys eat their dinner at the table. Thanks for being so soft as they rub your little paw across their cheek to get to sleep. Thanks for softly catchhing tears as they cried on you when they were sick or hurt. Thanks for being such a loyal and dear buddy to my two little boys over the years. Thank you for always tagging along and sitting in the car while we all leave you behind (beside a half eaten honey bun in this case!). But most of all...thanks for making night time a little bit easier and for giving my boys something to cuddle up with. You are a good, good bear Mr. Broccoli Bear and I appreciate you!

Some moms keep scrapbooks and photo albums and papers that their children have scribbled on...and I do that too...but one thing I know for sure that is going in my Hope Chest at the foot of my bed is Dear old Mr. Broccoli.

52 Home--Week 36

Kobe's first football game was Thursday evening. It was supposed to start at 6:30 but it ended up starting a little late. I was excited to try and get some pictures BUT about the time the game began and I realized Kobe was team captain is about the time I realized it was getting a little too dark for my camera on my phone. {I have misplaced my "grown-up" camera so I am having to take all my pictures with my phone right now.} Anyway, I got this picture as they were beginning the game. Team Captain, #3 on the field and #1 in our hearts: Kobe.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

In Full Swing

Well, the school year is in FULL swing! 

Callum is trying to adjust to being a sophomore and having to deal with making decisions that could  change his life (college, grades, clubs, extra curricular activities). He has just started playing in the worship band for the youth group at our church. Last night was his first night to play and he did very, very well.  He has had "plans" , the real teenage kind, a few weekends and that makes me feel kind of sad and glad all at the same time. He is having to learn a few hard lessons but who of us didn't at the tender age of 15?! It is HARD being a teenager. I hear people say all the time that they wish they could go back to high school? WHY? I sure wouldn't. I like my 30s just fine! This is the best part of my far!

Kobe is learning what it is like to be a fifth grader. He is doing well so far. I know it will get harder as the year continues on but as for now the child has all 100s and I am pretty proud of him for that. I am watching him become more and more responsible. At the beginning of the year we had to purchase a daily planner through the school. I will be honest, my first thought was: WHAT? A generic planner??? I would have much rather bought him a personalized/cute one but the one he has seems to do the job so I guess it doesn't really matter what it looks like, huh? {On a side note, I just got a little pang of guilt and reality as I typed that because I have been online just now designing my new Erin Condren planner for 2013...kind of second guessing that right about now...} He is really enjoying having that little planner. He writes in his BEST handwriting in it. You can tell he is taking pride in his work and trying to be responsible. Which, makes this momma pretty proud. I have "ordered" him to read at least two chapters in his chapter book (they read one every 3 weeks in his class) every night if he expects to play football and go to practice and games. Yesterday, I got home and he had his homework laid out for me to look over and showed me that he had not only read 2 chapters in his book but FIVE! He is playing football and has been playing a couple of different positions but his favorite of course is quarterback. I love when he walks over to help kids up who have been tackled or who have fallen down. I am telling you, if there was a Ms. Congeniality of football....Kobe would be in first place! What I am trying to say is ... my little boy is growing up...and I am pretty happy with the way he is going about it. I better enjoy these times because I know he is on the brink of those dreaded teen years!

Samuel is finally LOVING Kindergarten. I didn't think this day would ever come. He had been looking at me so pitiful and worried every single morning. Now he is ready to go in every morning with a smile! He is not getting into any trouble, which I wasn't worried at all that he would but he has moved up to "Rockstar" status at least once or twice and he is pretty proud of that accomplishment. He has been doing well with his homework and reading so far and we are all falling in love with his little school. Samuel starts flag football on Monday. That should be very interesting. Samuel has been saying some of the FUNNIEST things lately. Here are a few examples:


Momma, I am so mad at Kobe right now. I mean, I am REALLY angry at him. And Momma, I know I am going to forget that I am mad at him and I am going to play with him but when I do I want you to remind me that I am still mad at him!

We don't allow the kids to say lie, lying, liar ... I just think it sounds ugly so I say, "So-and-so I think you might be telling me a story" and I give that mom look and they will generally confess. Yesterday on the way home from school Samuel was telling me a tale and I just turned around and look at him and he said, "You caught me, Momma. I am just storying you!".

This morning I was telling Kobe bye and that I loved him and told him I hoped he had a great day! He said, Mom I know today is going to be great because tonight is Royal Rangers! He headed off and about twenty minutes later as I was "pumping" Sam up for walking in to school I told him that I just knew he was going to have a great day today! He said, Yeah I know I am because I get to go upstairs with Kobe for Royal Rangers at church tonight. Needless to say, he went right on in to school without a sad look or any worries... Now THAT is how you start a morning! First morning since school started that I didn't feel terrible driving to work! ♥

Sam:Mom I want to sky dive (decides this while watching man vs. Wild) for my birthday.
Me: I.don'
Sam: But mom why?
Me: well, for starters you are little.
Sam: But I'm not scared and I will have a parachute built in my clothes...It's safe. 
Me: Again, not a chance.
Sam: It's safe! I will be fine. Duh! That man's mommy lets him! No fair!


The boys are really keeping me busy these days between homework, tests, sports, Royal Rangers, and church I am always running but I wouldn't have it any other way because I know that this season in my life won't last nearly as long as I want it to.

I am so incredibly grateful that God chose ME, I mean ME, of all people to be their mom. I am also grateful for the pretty amazing man that he gave me to be my partner in this life. 

Friday, September 7, 2012

52 Home--Week 35

This is a picture Sam drew at school today. Here is how he described it: at the top is Jesus sitting in the right chair and he is watching over our family. At the bottom is our tree, daddy, callum, mommy, and me. I made Kobe brown. He is in the middle.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

52 Home--- Week 34

Jamboree Game. Trojans White Team. 9-10 year olds.