day dreamer

In response to my friend Kristen's blog question:

{TO DOG OR NOT TO DOG}

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What a tough question for me to answer I fear...
Because I know the answer... one I wish was different.
In less than 3 years we have had to have one dog and 2 cats go on a one way road trip to Mr. Vet.

so so so sad.

Hector the guinea pig died in Marc's hands.
Scout the rabbit along with Machine the guinea pig that was always dressed as a skunk found freedom with a family who had loads of rodents... (big fan of craigslist on this one)

We just have our dog Mollie and our orange cat Mr. Jack-0-Lantern laying around the house on 94th Terrace now...

so so so sad.

Mollie is 12 now. She's blind in one eye, has cysts on her back that aren't so lovely...

not many more birthday in her future I fear.

For Valentines Day I entertained a day dream of having the kids skip home from school to find a cute yummy smelling puppy with a heart tied around her neck waiting for their arrival...I think she would have been named something mushy like cupid or lollipop...

My Marc-a-Roni swashed these dreams... reminding me of eaten furniture and pee on the floor.
And kennel fees while we played on vacation...


I'm already dealing with furniture damage... and pee on the floor is soon to be with a potty training toddler...

So I have decided to wait... but not forever... because kids need dogs.

17 months

Croup... It's not a pretty site.

A little FYI: {Orapred makes one Extremely Grumpy!}

Not only did Zion hold that donut in her precious fingers for a good hour without taking even a nibble she also controlled the bag! I had to PRY that donut free at nap time...

On a happy note... We are done with the prescribed doses of the grumps and our cute little Z is well on the way to felling better!

I have been blessed to be Mama to this beautiful girl... As a result I have spent COUNTLESS hours learning and practicing different techniques for her hair.
So for you dear Zion... We sing... {I love my hair} Even if you are only one and sit in your chair for an hour while this white mama learns to twist and braid...

TWO

In Two minutes the school bell will ring... my baby birds will be in my nest for 2 days! I love nests... and birds.

Finding Joy in My Journey

I suspect that we we find TRUE JOY in our Journey... whatever it may be... Our Father Rejoices.

Never

See this boy?

He NEVER...NO NEVER!

Eats before he has thanked the Lord in Prayer.

Never.

I'm a lucky Mom to have Isaac as my son. He is such an amazing example to me.

ROCK STAR TREATMENT

It seem that lately the topic of though has been funerals and the planning there of... I'm all for that... My parents have there's all planned... Right down to the marker being set it place.
It was a bit eerie paying my sister a visit a few weeks ago to find my parents picture on a bench next to her plot with my name etched as their child.
My parents were both standing next to me...
how many times will this be the case?

There is a sense of peace knowing where my mothers white laced gloves she would like placed on her hands are.
Although I love her hands...
she wants them covered.
So before I put them on
I plan to take a picture of them.

I've never put much thought into my own funeral...
Yes,I know that one day a funeral will be thrown
with me as the guest of honor.
But I'm a fly by the seat of my pants kind of gal.
I seem to live in the moment... enjoy the seconds I am breathing.

Even with Noah Boy throwing a MASSIVE tantrum in Target today due to a non working dinosaur toy I would not buy for him... all the while Zion screams right along knowing that she may miss out on any attention while I care for the boy.

Not once in all the drama
did my funeral come into my thoughts.

I don't have a lot of reflective time...
Maybe that's why I haven't thought to make plans
to ease the mourning process...

But when I do reflect I reflect on the living....
And sometimes...
My reflections lead me to direct conversations with my God.

I had a lot of direct moments today...
WE talked a lot about my cousin, Robin and her husband Don.

Don's a doctor... and amazing... and perfect for Robin.
Really he's lucky to have her.
Because...
well Robin is a ROCK STAR.
She told me that herself one time walking to our cars in a large parking lot.
I asked where she parked. She said
"Oh, I have ROCK STAR parking."


Not everyone gets that you know.

Like my sister, Sharmayn, Robin was born with Cystic Fibrosis.
You know what I have learned about CF?
God gives it to the ROCK STARS.

My mom called me this morning and said that Robbie is in the ICU getting a little ROCK STAR treatment...
Which has lead me to a lot of refection today.
A lot of direct conversations taking place.
A lot of family and friends are "reflecting" on Robin and Don's behalf.

With all this reflection MIRACLES are bound to happen...
Robin and Don... seriously the cutest couple I know!