Yesterday Nate woke up with a fever, runny nose and cough, and he just looked like he felt crummy. I obviously didn’t take him to preschool, but there were a few errands that I had to run. Nate woke up, had breakfast, and within 30 minutes we had to leave for our errands. As I was putting his shoes on him I was telling him what we were about to go do:
Mommy: “OK Nate, first we have to go to church so Mommy can set out all the Easter eggs for the Mom to Mom ladies.” (The Mom to Mom group at our church sponsors the annual Easter Egg Hunt, and we are already working hard on it.)
Nate: “Nap.”
Mommy: “Then we have to go to the grocery store to get some milk.”
Nate: “Nap.”
Mommy: “Then we will come home and you can take a nap.”
Nate: Nodding his head and smiling he said, “Nice.”
Poor guy had just woken up and he was already looking forward to his nap! And sure enough, as soon as we got back home he went down for a nap and slept for about an hour and a half.
But by last night he was feeling just a little bit better, at least well enough to do a little dancing.
While Nate was taking his nap and I was moping around feeling sorry for myself I felt this urging to go to the park. Kind of like God was whispering into my brain that after Nate woke up from his nap I should take him to the park. Maybe that’s because God knows how mean and crabby I can be when I get in my funks, and He knew being at the park with Nate today would help me to feel better. He was right.
So here we are just a few days into the new year. Not just a new year, but a new decade. That is just amazing to me. Like they say, the days are long, but they years are definitely way too short.
This past decade was a very, very good one for me. Matt and I met, fell in love, married, then had little Baby Nate. Here are the highlights from each year:
2000: Matt and I met right after Thanksgiving of this year. I came to his house to check out a room for rent.
2001: In January I moved to Austin and became Matt’s roommate.
2002: Matt and I adopted a dog. We named him Merchant.
2003: Matt bought our first house for us.
2004:Matt proposed in February. We married in October.
2005: I had back surgery (boo). I graduated from the University of Texas (hooray!).
2006: I guess this was a peaceful, quiet kind of year, because I can’t think of anything big that happened.
2007: I got pregnant with Nate.
2008:Nate was born in January.
2009: We celebrated our 5 year wedding anniversary. We moved to Dallas. Matt bought us our second home (and hopefully our final home…I really hate moving. Plus, this house is really great.), where we have been living happily for the past six months.
I am so excited to start this new year and this new decade. What is 2010 going to have in store for me and my little family? I can’t wait to find out.
Sorry my Christmas post is now over a week late, but better late than never, right? Plus, I wanted to make sure I blogged about it so that I would have it here always. (I don’t journal or scrapbook, so keeping this blog is about as close as I’m going to get!)
These are the ways I will always remember Christmas 2009:
1. The year it snowed. We don’t often get snow in Dallas, and never on Christmas, but this year was different….we had a white Christmas. It snowed on Christmas Eve, then stuck around all Christmas day, and it was just beautiful. Nate played in the snow Christmas morning, and he had a blast!
2. Nate’s 2nd Christmas…the year Santa brought him his train set. He is loving those trains! Way to go Santa!
3. The Christmas morning Matt and I played video games together. We somehow woke up an hour before Nate and played video games until we heard him waking up. It was really nice.
4. The first Christmas in our new house.
5. Perfect. This Christmas was, for me, just about perfect. It was a wonderful day, and I definitely had a very merry Christmas.
(And sorry for all the pictures…I just couldn’t narrow them down any more!)
We went to the 11:00 am Christmas Eve service this morning, which was the childrens’ service, and all the kids were invited to dress up in biblical costumes. Mommy didn’t get it together in time to have a shepherd’s costume or a Joseph costume ready for Nate, so we reused his Halloween costume (Curious George), and he went as the Christmas Monkey.
Nate waiting patiently with Baba and Gigi for the service to begin.
Once the Christmas carols started it was time for all the children to head up to the front.
Nate wondering what that little girl was dressed up as. The little girl wondering how a monkey figures into the story of Jesus’ birth.
Nate on the far left.
“It’s kind of hard to see with this monkey hat on.”
“So I’m just going to go ahead and take it off.”
“And now I’m bored…”
“…and now I’m really bored.”
Merry Christmas from our family (including this little monkey man!) to all of you!
Have you ever had a child scream so loudly into your ear (that piercing, shrieking kind of scream) that you were quite certain you were going to suffer some sort of long term hearing loss because of it?
Yep, just your average Monday morning around here with that darling little two year old of mine.
