Okay... fine....

I've been blog surfing today... sometimes I get lost. I'll go to 1 blog... then link to some other blog from there, and link to another... and before I know it... I have no idea how I got to where I am. (I often also catch myself doing this on Facebook and Myspace)... (maybe I have some form of Internet ADD?)

My blog is BORING! Not so cool....

Therefore... I'm going to be doing some updating soon.... (by soon I mean when everything else in my life slows down which really could be 10 years from now)

Here's some updated news:

Mac is "that" kid. You know, the one who can't sit still during Story Time. Today on the ride home from school, he informed me that he had to go sit at the table during story time because he couldn't be quiet or stop "fiddet'ing" (aka fidgeting). From what I've heard (via Mac) the table is the snack table and it's not close to the teacher of the children listening to the story. ANYWAYS..... I told him that we all have those days.

And he said.......................................

"I have those days a lot."

So I guess I'll have a talk with Mrs. N on Monday. Mac has never been one to sit and listen to a story, but he's always polite and quiet. I have come to the conclusion from different conversations that I have had with him... that he and another boy "E" get quite crazy together.

I know every Mother thinks that their child is perfect, and I share that same view. And while I know that they aren't perfect ALL of the time... I've never known Mac to not follow the rules. So I'm a little upset that he's starting to fall on the wrong side of the tracks.

Ugh... advice? You BTDT moms... any advice for me and my Story time interrupting child??

Peace, Love, and Sugar Cookies with frosting and pumpkin sprinkles... (which I'm going to drown my woes in)

*YAWN*

Life may not be the party we hoped for … but while we are here we might as well dance!
~Unknown

We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.
~Stacia Tauscher

What a night. The minute I put Mac to bed the wheezing started. *panic* This is the first attack since we moved back home. They usually only come in the winter months, but it seems everyone is fighting a late summer cold. The slightest cold can trigger the Evil Wheezing Beast in Mac. Luckily, I remembered where the Nebulizer was. When we packed up the house before the move, I made sure we put it in a box that we would be able to locate. "Good Job, Jodi!"

BUT... the steroids had expired. (Dec 2007) At that point... the inner battle within myself started. Do I NOT give him a treatment and risk him not being able to breathe in the night, or do I risk the 9 month expiration on the meds?

I gave him a treatment, and it didn't do anything for him.

I have to make some calls today to find a family doctor.

So in my tired state... and 5 min's before the bus... Madi remembers it's September 11th and that they were encouraged to wear "Red White and Blue" today. She had on denim capri's, a white dress shirt and a cream sweater over top. So... after a brief argument of a few possible shirt choices she could make (arguing with Madi over clothing choices is ALWAYS a last resort) ... she decided to leave what she had on. Then... "super mom" stepped in and I let her wear my favorite set of Red Bead necklace and bracelet. Ugh... I'm on pins and needles regretting it. I know it was for a good cause... but I some how see them not coming back in the same shape I sent them in.

Most people would say "it's just a necklace and bracelet"... but if you had shopped for them with me (I think Becky did)... you would know that finding the PERFECT color red is a hard task.

And let's face it... I don't have the pleasure of great shopping here, like I did in Erie. There is part of me that is tempted to go get them. (j/k'ing...) "Hi, I'm Madison Farr's Mom and I'm hear to rip my necklace and bracelet off of her. Thanks."

So Mac and I are having a SAH day. Comfy clothes. Lots of snacks. Maybe even a nap! (shhh. don't tell Mac).

I will watch for a glimmer of red around Mad's neck when she gets off the bus.... I mean, come on... you knew I would.

On this day when the nation continues to mourn... take the time to hug the people that you love, take the extra second to tell them that you are so glad to have them in your life. Celebrate your life... we were all touched by Sept 11th in some way... and while we can't change what happened, we can appreciate what it taught us. Appreciate what we have... and hold it close.

To my family and friends... thank you for all that you bring into my life.


At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.
~Albert Schweitzer

In the truest sense, freedom cannot be bestowed; it must be achieved.
~Franklin D. Roosevelt

Mac'ism...

I've always taken 'The Wizard of Oz' very seriously, you know. I believe in the idea of the rainbow. And I've spent my entire life trying to get over it.

~Judy Garland

I'm at my parent's house posting this (I knew the only way to remember this was to post it) ... loading more things in my car to take to our new house... and Mac is "exploring" outside. Describing the beauty here at my parent's is impossible... open spaces, free to roam... Mac loves it.

He just found a white fuzzy pat'apillar that looks similar to this picture...

Mac just watched it for a LONG time... and finally he says "I bet that pat'apillar wishes he were a rainbow."

I asked him why and he said... "cuz he's just plain white and rainbows are pretty."

Ahh... the beauty of childhood.

And this is how my Mac is... he loves flowers, butterflies, kittens, etc... he takes the time to study things and often acts as if he understands their feelings, etc.

Today we passed a hay field... the farmer had recently baled the hay in round bails... and there were a bunch of big huge round bales and then one little tiny one beside a large one....

Mac said: "That's nice, look Mommy, that little bale of hay gets to sit by his Mommy!"

That simple thought would have never crossed my mind... but his heart is so big in that little 5 year old body.... he melts my heart.

I'll leave this post... with a snippet of l yrics from the "Rainbow Connection"... a family favorite... (Kermit is our favorite pick to sing it... LOL)

Who said that every wish would be heard and answered

When wished on the morning star?

Somebody thought of that, and someone believed it,

And look what it's done so far.

What's so amazing that keeps us stargazing

And what do we think we might see?

Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection,

The lovers, the dreamers, and me.