Monday, November 24, 2014

The Incredibly LATE Halloween post.

So I've neglected my blog again this month. To be honest, life and Mommy hood just get in the way. I constantly see Moms on Twitter talk about how they no longer blog, and it truly makes me sad that I've let my slip so far behind. A lot of days I am just to lazy to work my little fingers more than I already had during the day. 

Saying that I love Halloween is an understatement. I love getting crafty, a little spooky or even a little crazy {Just kidding. Our kind of crazy is sitting at my gradnma's eating soup.} 

Charli picked out their matching costumes last Halloween. It is my favorite thing to have them matching on Halloween, and thankfully they love it too. Hopefully this will last a few more years, or else I may have children who hate Halloween after I punish them into wearing my picks. (The joys of parenthood.)




This year we attended the church Harvest Festival. Despite the chilly weather we really enjoyed our night as a family playing games and fellowshipping with church members. We knew that Curtis had to work on Halloween night so we tried to make this night count. The forecast for Halloween was also looking crummy. Which was exactly right. On Friday night as we went from church to church trying to stay warm, it started sleeting on us very very heavily. It was SO strange for southern Kentucky. I even noticed an elderly man holding his hands out saying, "well, I've never in my life..."

Mine either.



So that was the end of our trick or treating. We headed into the heat but mainly for the soup, sausage balls and deserts. It is always such a blessing to me at my grandmothers with the entire family packed in. The kids may run wild, and Pa may tackle a few every now and then but I wouldn't have it any other way. 



To much surprise Charli Beth does not have their costumes picked for next year. I'm sure she will come up with something great but it will hard to beat the little bull (bushwhacker) and rodeo clown. 



Thursday, November 6, 2014

The Three-nager Is Upon Us...

Just like that, my sweet cuddly, Mommy loving baby Bryar went from sweetness to a three-nager.

Never heard of it before?

Let me explain.

It sometimes looks like this:


Then five seconds later it is batting it's big blue eyes saying, "I sowwy Mommy."




The tip of your Mommy heart breaks off, and you hug your toddler because you know in five seconds he will once again look like the first picture. I'm not sure how they do it. How they wrap us in time, after time. But they know what they're doing and their little pros at it. 

The day that Bryar turned three the world we knew took a turn. He started speaking more, then came the attitude, hands on the hips, pouting, yelling and even trying to hit. Along with this has come a lot of talking, spankings, time outs and even moments walking away to wipe my own tears. 

Parenting is tiresome. Teaching respect is even more than exhausting. 

I never want to hear someone say terrible twos, again. I love my sweet (when he wants to be) boy but threes are terrifying at times. 

I strive to always deal with things properly but let's be honest. We are human. We're not super Moms 24/7, even though we strive to be. I have very much so struggled this week with my parenting abilities; weaknesses and achievements. I am more than certain that I've shown my weak moments more than my positive ones this week, this month or even year. 

The hardest part of parenting has to be that spilt second after a moment occurs and you think "Holy haystacks, I should have dealt with that differently." But as I lie here in bed, wishing I could go to sleep, because every bone aches and I feel as if they have sucked the breath right out of my lungs for the night, I am at peace. 

Why, you ask? 

Because thankfully, we have a savior who gives us grace. Even grace when it comes to parenting our backwards head, screaming, arms up in the air just so you will drop them, "no!" yelling three year olds.

I will wake up in the morning, with a <l> half way </l> fresh mind and I will continue to tackle the challenge of teaching respect. Because if I do not now, then who will later. Even if it is tough, it is my responsibility to take on. 

"It is easier to build strong children, than to repair broken men." 



Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Why Am I So Passionate?

Lately I have been questioning my passion for politics. I thought well maybe it is my age or maybe I am just getting old. Even though I am vocal when I feel that I need to be, I feel as a sense of peace and pride about this passion of mine. 


I raised a lot of brows on Facebook when it came to a political election that was not even in my county. It was actually in my home town. A town that I love, was raised in and worked for during a great deal of my adulthood. I felt that my opinion and stance was something that others could read, that they had no idea what we experienced in office. The race was ugly and seemed to get uglier by the days. But I stepped in. Not because I wanted to cause trouble but because I have a passion. After working four years within law enforcement and now being the wife to a police officer, my passion still lies there. 

The one Wednesday night I sat at church speaking to an elder man who was a veteran about some political issues that I was concerned about. I wanted the view of a veteran so I sought to him for my answers.  Every question that I asked, he would give his answer then say, "when our country no longer votes that is when it is really over. We have been defeated when we no longer care to vote."

Even though I have always been a voter and put a lot of decision into who I casted my vote for, his words stung me. It left me thinking that I am raising my children into a nation of non-voters. Or better yet, we have become a nation of voters who just do not care. It still stings when I think of his words, with his hands squeezing together in urgency that he fought for a county who is not standing where it was founded upon. That moment I decided that my passion, was okay. My vocal words of praise or words of what I feel is not right, were okay. 

I am very happy with election turn outs from yesterday's polls. Except for one, we have a dear friend who is a sheriff in a county and lost. His loss will bring a great deal of change to a county who needs his sheriff capabilities the most. I'm not understanding why these citizens made this change but I know that he and the deputies who are leaving will find a place of belonging. You will never know how a race may go, and for some of us that is very scary. 

{I should have posted this days ago.} I urge you no matter what your occupation is, or where you passion lies do your reach. Talk to the politicians, seek advice, tell the candidates what you have liked or what you have not. Just never have an attitude about not caring. Our freedom to vote was fought and died for. We control our votes and it is the only way to make the change that you could possibly want. But as I tell my preschool friends.. 

You get what you get, and don't throw a fit. 

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Bryar's First Field Trip


On Bryar's second day of preschool he was able to enjoy our first field trip of the year. He was more than excited about riding a school bus than he was about any other part of the day. 


We are studying trees in preschool so we attended Lost River Cave to meet with a naturalist and an arborist. What amazing careers they both have!


The attention span of a brand new three year old is not very long. After asking for lunch approximately 4,768 times he fell asleep. Sadly, it was only about 15 minutes until they were able to eat so he woke right up for his peanut butter and jelly, he was craving so much. 


On the ride home I was able to sit with him and the rest of our friends at the back. I tried snapping his photograph just as we passed the farm. He was really excited to see our house and everything as we made our way back to school.


Being teacher and Mommy is not an easy role to play. To be honest by Thursday night of his first week, I could of cried from exhaustion. It seems that he is getting better each day of attendance. His vocabulary is growing with each week as well. It's so fun hearing the new words and phrases he is coming up with. 
I can only imagine the growth that he will accomplish in this school year. It is already evident in the children that started school at the beginning of the year, so I know it will be a short amount of time for Bryar as well. 

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Bryar's First Day of Preschool

On Tuesday of this week Bryar started preschool at the local elementary school. It was a big exciting day that we had been waiting to arrive for quiet sometime. Since Bryar was involved in First Steps to help with his speech delay, it made him eligible to enroll in preschool the day he turned 3. Even though I was very skeptical of this for a while, I believe it was a great decision for Bryar in the long run. 


Isn't he just the cutest little boy? That sneaky little grin is so contagious yet makes me wonder what he will be up to next. 

Bryar will be in the preschool classroom that I aide in but either way his attendance is bittersweet. It seems like yesterday that I was holding him in my arms, breathing in that fresh new baby scent. 



I was so excited that Curtis was in the area to help walk Bryar into his first day. He was pretty overwhelmed with the buses and the "big" school. 

I felt that he overall had a great first day. He painted a, "cow" and worked on plenty of puzzles. He spent the rest of the day checking things out, especially the class restroom and bunny. 


I am fairly certain that I have heard, "Mommy come" or "Mommy help" a gazillion times. 


He ate lunch well and played with other children. It seems that everyone has taken over the nurturing role since he is now the, "baby" of the class. 


Mat time is during my lunch and I've worried over this time since I knew we were in the same room. But he was a champ and handled it perfectly. 


It rained during his first day and I was a hot mess so it took all I had to share. So I made it black & white but it still counts right? 

I am excited to see how much he grows each year along with the rest of the preschoolers in the class. Everyday is new with these children and the amount of information we are sharing with them this early in life is so important. This will be an amazing year as a teacher and maybe even a very tiresome year as a Mommy! 

Monday, October 13, 2014

Mommy & Charli Day!

It seems in a flash of an eye my daughter has grown from a toddler to a third grader. We seem to spend a lot of our day chasing her toddler brother around and trying to make sure each other keeps sane. Her in the aspect of a older, bossy, much more mature sister and myself just as this old Mom that I am. Before Bryar was born I tried to make it a regular idea that her and I needed time together, alone. It isnt that I want to spoil her or give her an unfair amount of attention that I strive to do this. I just want her to feel important and loved just as much as her attention seeking three year old brother. 

Charli is such a wonderful part of me. She has always brought out the best of me and anyone around her. To me she is just the right amount of joy in a child. Don't get me wrong, sometimes she can talk my head off for so long I count down the minutes until bedtime or she sasses me and I have to snap her back into reality. But she is everything I wasn't as a child, which was what I exactly should have been. 




I won tickets from a local radio station as well as a news station over the summer to Holiday World & Splashin' Safrai. Obviously, summer has come to a close so we decided to use our last full day of Fall Break to head to Santa Claus, Indiana for their Halloween Weekends. You may not know this but I am a huge Halloween fan. I give thanks to the great Halloween parties we had as children but I am all about the family time, food, candy and matching family costumes rather than a scary zombie apocalypse.





 First we began our day by picking a random family in line and rewarding them with two free tickets. Then We spent our day riding a few rides and roller coasters. We also went through 3-D mazes, as well as a carnival clown maze (by the way I am not a fan of those creepers) and then we successfully completeled a 12 acre corn maze with getting all 8 stops in. We are lots of good food and laughed until we cried at some points. 

I believe one of our favorite parts of the day was the Graveyard Smash. These were men and women dressed up singing hit songs in a monster mash version along with some awesome choreography. They were really really good. Not to mention, they were super sweet to the kids which made it even more family friendly. 






We were going to hang around for th e trick or treat trail but this Momma was tired and really was not prepared for the drive home. 

Charli did dress up as a doctor though. I honk she may very well be the one to cure Ebola....



All in all it was a wonderful day at the perfect place to hang out with Charli Beth. 

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Gut Wrenching.

This Wednesday my Dad started his chemotherapy and radiation journey. This process will be for 6 weeks then he will have surgery in hopes of removing the mass. The chemo will be taken in the morning and at night while he has to go into the office for radiation. Because of this process he will not be able to work during this journey. As for any person who is a hard worker and a provider for his family, this is a tough task to swallow. 

With my Dad being an owner-operator truck driver this is also a life changing event. Around a year ago he purchased a dream truck, it was white and chromed out to rhe largest extent. It was so nice that he was asked to bring it to a national truck show held in Lousiville, Kentucky earlier this year. He holds a great passion for his career and he vehicles he drives. You could catch him outside in the rain, sleet or even snow cleaning in rig to make sure it was spiffy for the next go around. 

On Tuesday, my Mom called to tell me that he sold his truck. It was a shocker to us all as we really didn't even see this as an option. He told her that it was a God that and even though it was bittersweet, he was relieved to not stress abou the payments for the time being. Which I admire for having the strength and making the sacrifice. 

I will just be honest though and say that it literally has ripped my heart into pieces for him. I've caught myself crying several times for him and having to give up so much of him because of this, "bad C word." It makes me just want to lay down in the floor and throw a Bryar fit until this person returns the truck. But is that really possible? Of course not. 

This is just a big thing to swallow as his daughter. To know his love and where his passion lies and to see it go. It breaks me for him although I can gaurntee that this kid will never be able to make it shine and sparkle like he can. I continue to tell myself that there are a million other trucks but there will never be a man like him. I just pray that God has the perfect rig waiting to be purchased at the end of this journey with a clean bill of health.


Shine on

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Officer Bryar turns 3!

It seems so surreal to me that my little "baby Bryar" turned three on October 5 and will soon be starting preschool. We celebrated police style and he seemed to love his party oh so much! 

This was such a fun party for me to plan, especially since Pinterest is not full of very many creative ideas. I pretty much just had to go with what I knew about law enforcement and try to make it as cute as can be. I feel as if it worked pretty well - thankfully.



















Bryar's favorites:

T.V. Show - paw patrol 
Food - biscuit & gravy or broccoli
Toy - guns and tractors
Drink - chocolate milk
Phrase - "what dat?"
Book - Jonah or The Giving Tree 

Bryar qualified in June for first steps with a speech delay. The progress that he has made in the last month has been astonishing. He can say 3-4 word sentences now and comes up with a new word each day. Since he does have a speech delay he will be able to attend preschool at the school I work for and where charli attends. He is overly excited about this new transition. He will begin on October 14. 

Dear Bryar, 

I feel as if I am in a dream that you are now a big three year old. Year three is going to bring lots of new lessons and experiences for you and us as your parents but I am certain that we can handle them. You are the firecracker of our little family and sometimes that worries the fire out of me. In just the first two days of being three you have busted your mouth (which is still swollen) and put a knot on your eye. I can only hope these days of being accident prone will
make you tougher and way more strong for the years ahead. 

You have taught me so many lessons over the past three years. The major one being, how to love no matter how sleepy and irritable I am. You still wake up most nights and sometimes, it's only to get a cuddle. Which I am totally okay with. But when you just scream my name for no reason, it slightly drives me over the edge. But you will learn that in time. 

You are already quiet the little sports player. We're still holding out for you to designate life to being a bull rider. I'm kidding. You're actually a really decent baseball player. I'm sure that you many nights of watching Charli Beth play has only helped this factor. 

I pray that this year is full of fun, laughter, love and new memory making moments for you. I am so excited to see you grow and develop over this year. You are my I love you. 

Love, 
Mommy 


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I am a Christian, Wife to the man of my dreams and a Mother first before anything. I am the very PROUD Momma of Charli Beth that is a five year old little lady & and a new precious boy Bryar that was born in October! I just hope & pray to be the best mommy & wife as possible! II am a very simple girl, and the little things in life make me the happiest. My heart belongs in the country, and I can never imagine living anywhere else! I have amazing dreams for our family and I cannot wait to see where the Lord takes us on this journey!

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