The New Compound

We spent the weekend at the new Elder-but-not-old Huckablog’s compound.  I admit it.  I was sad to see the old one go….but the new compound?  Even better.

You see, it has a pond.

With fish in it. (sort of)

And it has fields big enough to fly a kite in.

And skies big enough to see the curve of the earth.

And I love it.

And so ends fall, and NaBloPoMo.  I made it.

On to Christmas.

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Things kids (well really just my kid) say

When on the potty he likes to read a “Magzegnet”.

He handed out tiny pieces of  bread to all of his toys and told  them each “Jesus loves you.”

“I need to not drink so fast cause my teeth will cough.”  (hiccups)

This morning when putting on his boots he got them not quite right, when I told him they were on the wrong feet he replied, “These are my only feet!”

He told me on Thanksgiving that he was thankful his teacher’s hair was so yellow.

“I would like my shadow better if it talked.”

Now tell me what your little guys have said this week, or what you said when you were a kiddo!

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Preoccupied

I know it is still NaBloPoMo, and I know this barely qualifies as a post, but the truth is that I need to go hang out with these guys.  Have a good Saturday.

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Count your blessings. Name them one by one.

I am thankful for my husband.  I am thankful for his love, for his friendship, for his patience, for his hard work.  I am thankful that I get to be married to him for the rest of my life.  I am thankful that he is the father of my child, and that I get to hold him and laugh with him everyday.

I am thankful for my son.  I am thankful I get to spend everyday watching him grow, and learn, and bring joy to all who know him.  I am thankful I  get to be this specific person’s mama.  I am thankful for his energy, and his inquisitiveness.  I am thankful for his kisses, and for his ability to make me proud–always.

I am thankful for my parents.  I am thankful they are my parents, and that they raised me up in the way I should go.   I am thankful they still play such a huge role in my life and that they will always love me-no matter what.   I am thankful  my son has them for grandparents.

I am thankful for my in-laws.  I am thankful that they love me for me, not just because I married their son.  I am thankful I love them for them, not just because I married their son.  I am thankful they raised my husband to be the man he is today.  I am also thankful  I do not have to travel more than an hour to see them, or let them spend time with their grandson–because they are really good grandparents.

I am thankful for JHJ.  I am thankful he is near this year so I have someone to roll my eyes at.  I am thankful he pushes my boundaries, and that he never lets me win.  I am thankful I got to grow up with him, and that we will always have each other.

I am thankful for BiL.  I am thankful he is my friend and in-law, that he makes me laugh, and that he is present.  I am thankful for the love he shows my family, and that we see him more weeks than not.   I am also thankful he is now a kickass Japanese chef.

I am thankful for my grandparents.  I am thankful I am getting to know them as more than just occasional visitors.   I am thankful my son has Great-grandparents that he gets to see so often.  I am thankful for the legacy of love and faithfulness they have given my family.

I am thankful for my Ma.  I am thankful for her love, for her devotion to her family, for her example of care she shows to Gabs.  Next year I hope to say  I am thankful she lives down the street from me.

I am thankful for Nanny, my husband’s last living grandparent.  I am thankful for her vitality, and energy, and example of hard work.  I am thankful my husband and son have her blood in their veins.

I am thankful for Shoeshe.  I am thankful for her friendship, and even more so that she is my son’s godmother.   I am thankful for all the nights I have laughed until I cried sitting next to her.  I am thankful that she keeps me from taking everything so seriously.

I am thankful for Cat.  I am thankful that she remains my friend even though move after move and crazy schedules keep us apart.  I am thankful for not only the amazing history we have, but the future as well.

I am thankful for Ang.  I am thankful that neither of us  wrote off a friendship just because we see each other maybe once a year.  I am thankful for the internet which lets us still be a part of each others lives.

I am thankful for my mommy friends-specifically MOPS.   I am thankful that I am not alone in this adventure, and that I always have someone to share war stories with at the playground.  I am thankful they understand what it is like to have your life rotate around a child–and yet somehow not have it always be about him.

I am thankful for my home.  I am thankful it is warm, and comfortable, and a place we all love to be.  I am thankful for its location, near family, our church, and surrounded by great neighbors (who probably would get their own picture if they would ever let me take it. )

I am thankful I get to live in the most beautiful state in the country. I am thankful that I can always find vistas and nature that let me see the wonder of God.

I am thankful for my country.  I am  thankful for the men and women who worked and fought to make it ours, and keep it safe.  I am thankful I am free to live my life, and say what I want–even publish it.   I am thankful I have the chance to live this American dream.

And finally–and yet most importantly–I am thankful for my God.  I am thankful for all of the blessings He has given me, us, and that I could never count them all.   I am thankful for His love, and grace.  I am thankful for His son.  I am thankful he has given me a thankful heart.

Happy Thanksgiving.  Take time tonight to count your blessings and see what God has done.

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Not approved by the ACLU.

He is three.  He goes two mornings a week to a very small, private preschool.  We live in the south.  Glenn Beck has very high ratings here.

These are not excuses…but come on..this is cute.

I am really, really sorry to any Native American readers.  I know your ancestors never wore necklaces made out of froot loops, or vests made out of paper bags.   But the cuteness?  Surely we agree on that right?

While we are offending people, Hey, Peta?   Yeah, they were singing a song about killing Mr. Turkey in a most violent way.  The Son thinks the song was about a BOAT and arrow.  Not that he sang it.  No, he just stood there, and you guessed it.  Looked cute.

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Not a post all on their own…but smoosh them all together and what do you know?! A Post!

-It is a pretty safe bet that if you request to be a user on my blog and the words sexxy, pron, viagra, or Asian brides are in your email address I am going to deny you, so please stop requesting.

-I switched all of my dishes out after dinner.  Goodbye yellow and sage plates and hello red snowflakes and blue snowmen.  I washed them all before I put them in the cabinets.  Why?  I know they went into storage clean, it just seemed like the right thing to do.

- The Son’s Christmas ornament was purchased today.  It is this one.

-Guess who got put in time out today for trying to put a fork in the dog’s ear?

-There is a very good reason that I don’t post every day in NonNaBloPoMo months.   I really do not have that much to say.

-Shoeshe posted two weeks ago that she was almost finished with her Christmas shopping, but then in my comments section told us about her plans for Black Friday…what’s up with that?

-The big pile of leaves will soon be leaving my property so if you want leaf pictures done and are in my hometown–you had better call/text/email/facebook/tweet me.   I know, I am so hard to get a hold of.

-I kind of do not want The Son to get any toys for Christmas because I am already tripping over the five trillion he has.  How many trucks/trains/dinosaurs could one kid need?  Time to purge.

-I wish I could live in a house like The Berenstain Bears.  That treehouse rocks.  Also? We have been reading mucho Berenstain Bears around here.

-This is a funny place to waste sometime.

-I MAY try harder tomorrow.

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I have questions. Hopefully you have answers.

1.  How do people who have joint checking accounts and who talk to each other about pretty much every expense give each other surprise gifts?

2.  How do you make the transition from pull-ups to underwear at night?

3.  Is it every really worth it to get up in the middle of the night for black Friday sales?

4.  How long until my ear feels better?  Not whining– just asking.  Dr. Ang?

5.  Anybody know how to program a photography website without using Adobe Flash?

6.  Who has seen Where the Wild Things Are?  Is it too scary for a three year old who loves the book?

7.  Do you put your bras in the dryer?  Not even on the delicate cycle?

8.  How many people do you send Christmas cards to?  My list is getting long and EXPENSIVE!  I am so doing cheapo postcards this year.

9.  How do three year olds know about superheroes?  All of The Son’s friends are obsessed. Do they know them from cartoons or books or what–other than toys and (ick) video games?  I don’t want him to be that kid who gets left out, but love our no TV, supervised only dvds rule.

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