How's about some Trevor quotes...

3:25 am- "I want water, mama's bed, I want water, mama's bed" And, so it begins!  Until now it had been an infrequent enough occurrence and usually when he is sick for him to wake up in the night and end up in my bed.  I should have known there would be trouble when he popped up with a crazy smile one morning and said "I wake up in mama's bed" like he had just won the lottery!  His Dad had told me that he had ended up in his bed this weekend so I pulled out the steely resolve this morning and went and got a water before entering his room.  I gave him the water and said, "Trevor, you can have some water and I will rock you a little but then you are sleeping in Trevor's bed"  It totally worked, so I must stick with it. 

Nanny Mom

Becoming a Mom was only one of the many blessings that came with Trevor.  Early in Lauren's career of being a live in Nanny for Trevor, we all sat and watched The Nanny Diaries together.  Laura Linney made me laugh the way that she always just called Scarlet "Nanny".  I quickly adopted the same attitude with a "wink" with Lauren and then she just became "Nanny" to all of us.  I am not certain if Trevor even knows that she has another name!
I became Nanny Mom when Lauren moved out because she never really stopped being Nanny to Trevor even though she had started her real job and I couldn't help myself...I had to mother her too!  Now, I am a Nanny Mom for Lauren and for Luke.  I still can't believe I got to be there for every second of Luke's birth.  Blessed, Blessed, Blessed!

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Winter in Dallas

You don't really think about inches of snow when you think about living in the South.  But we did get our fair share of winter weather this year.  Not nearly what other folks around the country endured but 4 days of University Closure do to weather and unsafe driving conditions was unprecedented.  Trevor did not like the snow.  He would just look up at me and say "I carry you, I carry you" which means pick me up.  Cabin Fever would have set in but we decided to brave the roads for the short drive to the mall on the 3rd day.

The play place at the Galleria mall is nuts...but Trevor loves falling in and out of the snake.

And, on the 5th day....we went to Lowes.  Elmo is a very crazy driver!

If it took this long....

It has been 38 years and I have finally accepted that I will live with anything as long as it meant someone wouldn't leave me.  Hmmm, this could have been really useful information a decade ago!  So, next question...why did I leave the one guy who wouldn't have left me?  Right...no self esteem and feeling of not being good enough....so just blow it all up and run so that you don't have to worry about HIM leaving you, too.  Hot mess people, hot mess!

Royal Wedding

It is a bit strange that one of my fondest memories was waking up at 3:00AM and moving to the couch at My Uncle Lawrence & Aunt Neva's house to watch the Royal Wedding.  Yes, those are old names, they were my Dad's Aunt and Uncle.  I spent most of my summers in Western New York, near Niagara Falls with my Dad's parents.  My Grandma would buy me a plane ticket I would spend 2 months going between the old farm house, the cottage on the lake in Canada and every single fun thing to do in the area (Marine Land, Darien Lake).  My Grandma is why I am so spoiled!  I had a chaotic childhood but my summers were consistent and predictable.  Most of my young memories happened in the summer.

I started spending a week of my time with my Aunt and Uncle.  It was different at their house, old and musty, hot tea with sugar cubes, a whole jar of pickles just for me, strawberry festivals, orchards in the back yard, BBQ's and walking out the the street each afternoon to get the mail.  I do remember times where I was "bored", but not much.  I would sit in the ironing room where there was a little TV with an antenna and it always seemed to be the time of year when the Tour de France was on TV.  There were different sets of daily china that I could choose from.  Doing the dishes in the evening was an event and their bathroom smelled like soap. 

They had a tragic loss of their 13 year old daughter, Bonnie Jean, who had been hit by a drunk driver while riding home on her bicycle.  There was one beautiful picture of her in their house, all the others had been put away long before I was born.  The only other picture in the living room was of me.  They paid for me to get portraits done one summer.  I had to sleep in pink, foam hair rollers to curl my hair.  

I slept in her room.  The sheets were crisp and ironed and the pillows were really fluffy.  My grandma told me that her room stayed untouched, the way she left it for a long time.  I would lay in bed and wonder what it looked like when she lived there.  

I still eat dinner on a set of their dishes.  I clean my stove every time I cook on it.  I smile whenever I see a sugar cube.  And, now...I am really looking forward to the royal wedding, so don't call me a dork...it's sentimental!

Just WonderMom and Trevor...

Letting the rest go....  If I don't have anything nice to say....it's not post worthy.  Trevor time tonight, that is worth posting about :)  Kind of lost my way for a few days, not hard to do...slowly...it will get better every day. 

Goin' to the Lodge....

If you've ever been to Great Wolf, you know how that song gets in your head!
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We had a great time starting of the celebration of Trevor's "birth-week" with Grandma-ma. I always feel a little fleeced when I leave the place but he had a great time and as importantly, we didn't just sit in the house the whole time Grandma was here or used her for a free baby sitter to go see a movie! Unfortunately, this time around, Trevor was not interested in the water slides AT ALL. We spent a lot of time in the wading pool on the jet ski's, spraying water. I love how sweet his little face looks when he is all wet. I couldn't bring myself to brave the humidity and water for the Nikon....so, we are back to a bunch of blurry pictures of Trevor being cute...but, still cute!

The Holiday's were busy....a bunch of updates missing!!

The multiple city Christmas Tour:  Arizona from Dec 17-22, Christmas with Nanny and us in Dallas, Colorado from Dec 25-30, New Year's in Dallas, Illinois from Jan 4-8.  Now, when you ask Trevor "what are we doing today?" he says "airplane or airport".  He was quite the expert traveler and I will admit that I took a lot of pleasure in Trevor looking at me and saying "why is that baby crying?" and almost everyone who passed us on their way out of the plane telling me what a wonderful child I had.  I mean, if I were going to feel like the worst mother ever if he went off like a devil in a church like the other kids...I might as well revel in the feeling of being a superior Mom since he was an angel...right?  Ego boost...check!  My favorite time passer on the plane was Trevor standing in my lap, looking at all the "people" (his new word for strangers) and messing up my hair thoroughly, giving me a "aircut" and then saying "that's better" with my hair in my eyes and my mouth!  Clikc HERE for pictures from our adventurous holiday season.

Waiting for the DING!                                                                                                          Fruit Snacks!!

I'm gettin' political here...but I can't help myself

Oh NPR, I am so disappointed in you. I just read the domino effect that was created by your inaccurate/premature reporting of the death of Gabbi Giffords. I know it is the "I want it yesterday" age, but I do trust serious journalists to get things right. It was a rollercoaster for me just trying to wade through the FB posts and tweets and wonder, did she die, is she alive? Imagine how terrible that would be for her family. Tsk, tsk NPR. I have to be tough on you because if it were Fox News I would skewer them and I need to combat becoming an extremist, myself. Liberal extremism isn't any less terrible than Conservative extremism (I just tend to like liberals more and give them a pass). NO free passes. I find it both amazing and dumbfounding that on a daily basis I feel that the best "journalism" is coming from John Stewart...yes, THAT John Stewart, a comedian on Comedy Central. Tim Russert, I miss you, terribly.

Just hear those sleigh bells ring-a-ling...