I love you {.027}

Goodbye weekend. You went by too fast, yet again. There wasn’t much to you this time, just relaxation, website building and listening to my noisy neighbors move out {yes!}. But, in the same low-key token you have taken on, you have been one of the most monumental weekends of my life. Don’t ask why weekend, I’m getting to that part.

You know that little being that grew inside of me for 8 months and some change? Yes, Jayden. Last night, after we read two books and he snuggled close to his Teddy in bed, he told me something. In fact, he told Quentin and I something pretty amazing {now I’m tearing up about it}.

While curled up in his bed, he looked up at me and said, “Mommy, I love you.” Then, he lifted his head up and said “Daddy, I love you!” It sounds pretty simple right? Wrong.

After Quentin or myself tuck Jayden in for bed, we always tell him that we love him. No matter what. The thing is, since he was born we’ve always said it first. To hear that sweet, innocent, little voice say “I love you” before we even got a chance to mutter it meant everything to me and then some.

I want our son to be loved, I want our son to be loving. Love is hard to teach sometimes because people disappoint you everyday – it’s life. But it’s nice to know that he’s learning how to be selfless and share. Last night he was selfless. He shared his love with us before knowing 100% for sure if he was going to get a response. He gave of himself, put his heart on his sleeve and got so much love in return. That is all life is really about & I pray he continues to do that. The lesson starts with the ones who are the closest to you. It’s weird to think of acts of love as “lessons”. But,  how else are you going to learn to love if no one told you they loved you?

Through the years we’ve taught him how to love & in that one moment he gave me a refresher of what we’ve been showing him. Giving of oneself in any capacity is love.

Love is that condition in which the happiness of

another person is essential to your own.


― Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land

Baby Number Two? {.026}

Yesterday morning, Quentin and I dropped Jayden off at daycare as usual. I went to help Jayden put his coat away and Quentin went to put his lunch box in the refrigerator. This morning in particular, Jayden’s teacher was doing before care & we always get chatting ’cause she is amazingly nice & friendly. Love her to death! So we were chatting away and she tells me that Jayden has been telling her things about me. So, I’m deathly afraid that it’s something like “Mommy doesn’t love me.” or “My Mommy’s mean”, you know something like that because boy was he being a brat that morning.

I ask her what it is and she tells me that Jayden has been saying that there is a baby in my belly! WHAT?! Yes, I she said it. It made me second-guess my own body for a second. Before I answered her I said in my head “Wait, am I pregnant!?” I snapped back to the reality that I knew I wasn’t. I told her that I wasn’t pregnant and that we weren’t planning to start trying. She looked surprised and said that Jayden has been saying and I quote “Baby, Mommy’s belly!”

Well, if that wasn’t a hint that he wants a permanent playmate I don’t know what is. Trust me if things weren’t so crazy right now, baby number two would certainly be on the way. But, I think when Jayden is in Kindergarten or First Grade it will be the perfect time. Who knows, by that time we might not want another one.

For now, Jayden will just have to be satisfied with his best friend, Teddy.

I don’t care how poor a man is; if he has family, he’s rich.” 

Dan Wilcox and Thad Mumford, “Identity Crisis,” M*A*S*H

 

Hello Organization! Goodbye Piles of Crap! {.025}

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Quentin and I have been battling the endless piles of paper that have been taking over our dining room and frankly I’m tired of it! If it’s not in the dining room, it’s in the bedroom and it just travels around the house never to find a place safe and sound in our filing cabinet.

I’ll be honest. This is partly {okay, mostly} attributed to the fact that I am not the most organized person on the whole planet. I believe that I could keep a good system up, if there is one to begin with. Creating a good system is always the first step. Paper filing just isn’t working for us when it comes to that. There are so many places one piece of paper could be and the status of those pieces of paper is always changing. For example, if there is a bill that needs to be paid I put in the “To Be Paid” folder. Say I pay it the next day, but Quentin doesn’t know that ‘cause I didn’t get to tell him for whatever reason. He would be looking for that piece of paper in the “To Be Paid” file folder when it would be in the file folder with the company’s name on it {AT&T, etc.}. If the piece of paper isn’t where we think it should be we end up looking through the whole file folder or calling the other one saying “Do you know where XYZ paper is!?” It wastes so much time and sometimes I can’t remember which file folder I put it in. I know where it should be. But, if I’m in a rush it will go in the wrong folder and that welcomes more confusion.

The bottom line is we are getting to dang old to remember where we put every single little piece of paper, especially being parents. You know what I’m talking about Moms and Dads. We have to deal with those random pieces of paper get filed in the weirdest places that don’t really help you find that paper later. I’m talking immunization records, prescriptions, growth charts, artwork, letters from school, receipts for gifts, permission slips, report cards, newsletters, BLAH, BLAH.

Enough about problems. Here comes the problem solvers. I have been using Evernote religiously for about 4 or 5 months now & it has seriously changed my digital life for the better. Basically anything that can be typed or copied and pasted is in Evernote for me to access on my iPhone whenever I needed and emailed to whoever else might need it. If you haven’t checked it out it is a must! Oh & did I mention it’s FREE!? Yea – amazing.

Now here comes the paper life saver – the Doxie Go + Wifi. Like I mentioned earlier. We have a lot of paper that enters our lives. Some pieces of paper that aren’t going to get used but once or twice a year, but we can never find it when those times come. So the Doxie is a scanner that detects all of the text in whatever you scanned so it’s searchable!

So, take the portability and organization of Evernote with the ease of use and digitizing features of the Doxie Go & you have your own homemade digital filing cabinet! This means wherever your phone is {or an internet connected computer for that matter} all of your files are there with you. Great for emergencies or those times where you forget papers at home. The digital age is here people & we are certainly choosing to embrace it. I’ve gotten a lot of negative feedback on the decision to go paperless, but I think it’s what’s best for our busy family. Most people I’ve gotten the feedback from aren’t to tech savvy and too scared to take the plunge themselves. To be successful in anything you have to take some sort of risk. I certainly plan to back all of my files up with CrashPlan to avoid any of those palm-to-forehead moments. But I’m pretty excited to get started.

My goal is for us to be paperless going into 2013! Wish us luck!

It has become appallingly obvious that our technology

has exceeded our humanity.

Albert Einstein

No! {.024}

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I knew it was coming sooner or later, but for some reason I didn’t think it would be so soon. It seems as if Jayden said in his mind “I’m going to wait until I’m three & then I’m going to start saying ‘No’ to everything my Mommy asks me and tells me to do”.
Yes, ladies and gentleman of the Jury. Jayden Alexander is guilty of uttering ‘No’ {or shaking his head no – which is always more entertaining}every third word. At three I would certainly have to say that he has a good sense of “self”. He knows what he likes, he knows who he likes to be around, what he likes to do, what his interests are, who his friends at school are, his favoite foods and all of thoes fun attributes that make up a regular person. It’s just fun to see such a little thing be so sure of himself.
Now, if you paid attention to the last sentence in the first paragraph, you would notice that only Mommy is mentioned in the ‘people to ignore’ category. Jury, it just got worse. He has chosen a favorite and it’s not me {insert tears here}! He will say “No” to me all day long. Sample dialoge:
Me: “Ready to go to bed?”
Jayden: “{Shakes head no very slowly]”
Me: “Want some oatmeal?”
Jayden: “Noooo.”
Me: “Let’s take a bath!”
Jayden: “No.”
Me: “Come go potty.”
Jayden: “Noo no.”
Hopefully this phase will pass. Until then, headaches and extra coercing comense!
You can learn many things from children.
How much patience you have, for instance.
Franklin P. Jones

The Ultimate Birthday Weekend! {.023}

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The pictures {and title} say it all. The weekend that passed was the best I’ve ever had.

Jayden’s Birthday party was nice & intimate. Just close family & friends like I wanted. The day of his birthday {Sunday} was a blast! We {Quentin, Jayden & I – ONLY} went to Port Discovery {a little kid’s museum}& had lunch downtown. It was nice to see Jayden enjoying the time with us so much. I’m certainly going to make that a yearly tradition. It’s nice to have no one around but us three on his special day so he can have our undivided attention. This weekend turned out to be just what I wanted to give him for his Birthday; memories – not things. He has enough things.

Happy Third Birthday my pint size ray of sunshine. You have put smiles on so many and have changed tons of people’s lives…especially mine. Thank you for being your fun-loving self & giving me your unconditional love no matter what. I’m pretty darn lucky to be your Mom.

And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count.

It’s the life in your years.

Abraham Lincoln