It Rhymes

When Davis went to daycare (from the time he was 14 weeks old until almost 2), the director always called him "Mavis". I am not sure where it came from, but I don't think I ever heard her call him anything different. In fact, we just saw her last month (she is the regional director of the daycare that Matt goes to Pre-K at), and the first thing she asked was "How's my Mavis?".

On Sunday as we were driving to a party, the kids were talking about their names and what it rhymes with. We had "Hannah Banana" and "Matty Fatty" and then Davis piped up with what he wanted to be called.....

Davis Anus

I couldn't make this up if I tried!!!! We told him it might be better if doesn't share that one with his friends!!! I think "Mavis" is a MUCH better nickname!!!

What are the chances...

I am holed up in my "room" at a hotel where I am having a slumber party for Hannah.

Great plan...no clean up....no little brothers bothering them.

Only thing I didn't count on...

A group of 11 year old boys from Orlando here for a soccer tournament!!!

God help me!!

They were discussing who was cute.....girls will be girls!

Giving Back

Through all my 7 surgeries, I have never had to receive blood - for which I am very grateful.

I was able to finally give back two days ago when I donated blood for the first time in many years (I have been either pregnant, nursing or had cancer)!!!

It was wonderful....easy....and well worth it!!!

The Simple Things

Sometimes it the simplest of things that makes your heart melt....

From my boys.!!!

He is listening

I know God heard me because Davis has been great tonight!!

I was reminded tonight why we have to get through the rough days.....this was the conversation we had tonight while Davis was reading to us (parenting points for us!!).

D: "Pam ran so fast" (you have to imagine it read in a 1st grade manner)

D: "I always laugh when I see that word and imagine what it says when there isn't a 'S'" (he pointed to the word 'fast').

D: "Sometimes I laugh when I see a fat person"

Mom: "Davis, it isn't nice to laugh at fat people"

D: "I laugh in my head"

Morning Prayer

Dear God,

I hope I have thanked you enough in the last 7 years for letting us have Davis....he really did save me.

What I need now is some (okay A LOT) of patience to deal with the horns my Angel Boy has grown.

I know he doesn't mean it when he said he wanted me to die so that he could make his own rules.

I know he is grateful (somewhere deep inside) for the money and time we spend on motocross for him.

I know he wants to do what we tell him to do, when we tell him to.

I know he can do his homework without complaints!!

Please help me to remember that this most likely just a phase that he will grow out of.

Can you help me to remember to buy shorts that button (not elastic) and shirts that don't "bother" his neck?

I know these issues are really small in the whole scheme of things and I am really thankful for the continued good health of all my kids. It is just that right now I am struggling and I would really appreciate your help and guidance.

Thank you...I love you!

Amen

Seriously

On May 20th a hailstorm went through our neighborhood and caused a lot of roof damage. Most everyone got their insurance check and upgraded to 30 year shingles (they look much better than the 3 tab shingles). I didn't know a thing about roofs a couple months ago, but now I can't drive down a street without checking out everyone's roof.

Across the street, these two homes are sporting new upgraded roofs.

Two doors away, they are getting the same roof as we got.

We are LOVING our new roof!!!!! The picture really doesn't do it justice.

I round the corner after work tonight to see the new roof going on across the street.....my only thought was

WTF

I know I am a bit of a roof snob now, but what in the hell were they thinking with that color? 3-tab???? I doubt you can see the true ugliness of this roof in the picture, but you know it is bad when my 7 year old says "wow, that is really ugly". I can't believe they paid for that!!!