One Thing Remains

KK-

This is kind of an embarrassing picture of me, but I love it.  I love it because it reminds me of how much I love my T Bear.  It reminds me that when I am frustrated, I really do have fun with my sweet T Bear.

Right now I am teaching a Just Boys Dance class for T Bear and his friends.  It is has been extremely challenging and fun for me.  At the beginning of the session, I asked each boy if there was a favorite song they would like to dance to during the session.  Some of the boys said, "Eye of the Tiger" and "Beat It." T Bear described a song that I didn't really recognize. 

After a little more questioning, I found out that it was a song from the radio that he loved.  We don't listen to the radio much, just occasionally in the car.  Awhile ago I decided that popular radio did not play content appropriate songs for my little boys.  So right now we listen to a pop Christian radio station.  It has been very uplifting, and this is where T Bear heard his favorite song.

Last week, I searched, found and bought T Bear's chosen song for class.  It is called "One Thing Remains." 

As I listened more closely to the lyrics, I was touched by the sweetness and truth they were telling my T Bear.

Here is the chorus:

"Your love never fails

It never gives up

It never runs out on me."

First of all, my love for T Bear will never run out on him.  I will always love him and will never give up on him.

Second, Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ's love for T Bear will never fail.  Their love will always be there for T Bear no matter what path he takes in life.

I hope this song with strengthen his sweet testimony.  It was a joy that he chose this song for the dance class.  I enjoyed helping the boys be creative in picking their movement to this song.

With lots of love for T Bear

-Miss T (T Bear's Mom)

Me as a hairdresser

Dear Miss T,

In 7th grade I job shadowed Jil for a day, which was awesome because I got to skip a day of school to sit in her in-home salon and see her work all day. I wanted to be a hair dresser just lik her.

Well. I didn't actually end up pursuing that goal. But I am still a hairdresser. For Nellie.

This was just the start of her haircut. Aren't I good? 

I used to be Paul's hairdresser too, which was awful because I really didn't have training. It looked bad when I did it, and I hated doing it. Lose lose. But, since he is growing his hair out long he has become Odge's client. Thank goodness! He looks so much better. :)

Who is going to cut Ziggy's hair? If he needs a grooming when I am nearby, I will do it for free for you, as long as you can handle a chopped up look.

Love, kk

Crazy Crazy Crazy Life

KK-

We are entering a crazy season of life for our family.  Big D will be commuting more often for work.  This means I will be a single mom more often then I would prefer.

And so I have made a simple Pros and Cons list for this new crazy lifestyle.

Cons

• It is hard to sleep without my husband by my side
• The boys will try to wrestle and rough house with me.
• I will spend more time watching TV and eating junk food.
• I will need help from friends more often.
• I have to train our puppy.
• I will have to do all the meals and cleaning by myself.

Pros

• I get to have my whole bed to myself (except for when Grizzly sneaks in).
• The boys will have to give me extra hugs and kisses when Big D is gone.
• I will spend more time watching TV and eating junk food.
• I have great friends who are willing to help me out when I need it.
• The boys will have to help take care of the puppy.
• Big D wakes up with the boys on Saturday mornings and makes a delicious breakfast for all of us and spends the rest of the weekend making us happy.

As you can tell there will be plenty of hard times but hopefully we will have some good times too.  If you have any suggestions to help us endure and enjoy this crazy season, let me know!

We need to work on taking a nice family picture too.

-Miss T

Ticket to Drive

KK-

It is against the law to talk on the cell phone while driving in Oregon.  I know that.  But it didn't stop me from talking on my cell phone while driving the other week.

A police car pulled me over and gave me a hefty ticket.  Ugh.  It was painful.  I cried a lot.  Seriously a lot.

And now I am trying to use the bluetooth system in my car.  

This is how it typically goes:

Me: Call Mom.

Car: Do you want to change to French?  Blah, Blah, Blah... lots of French words.

Me: No. Call Mom.

Car: Do you want to call John or Alene?

Me: No.  Call Mom.

Car: Do you want Mom?

Me: Yes.

Car: Do you want to call her mobile or home?

Me: Mobile.

Car: Do you wan to call Mom on her mobile?

Me: Yes.

Car: Calling Mom...

AHHH!! Finally!!!!! By now, I have driven to my destination and don't need to use my bluetooth any more.

Oh, I feel like a 99 yr old person who can't deal with technology.

It makes me want to talk on the phone while driving again.  

There isn't a law about blogging while driving is there?  Oops!

-Miss T

White Christmas Viewing

Dear Miss T,

Had my annual White Christmas Viewing a few days ago. Thanks Odge and B-town for the company and cookies.

I just may be hoping to watch it again with you when you come in a few days.

I know you had a Merry Christmas because I know what went down at your house Christmas morning, but I would love to see oodles of pictures of your new furry friend. But Merry Christmas nonetheless one and all!!

Much love, kk

Christmas Cheer

Miss T,

I finally caught a smile on camera from this girl.

She was smiling up at Mr. P. Just a little Christmas cheer to share.

Love Kk

T.A.D.

Hi Miss T.

Any more talk about Big D's D.A.D.? After last night, I am on the D.A.D. train and fully support you getting and training one. Maybe some people are skeptical of a Diabetic Alert Dog, but let me explain my new perspective.

Last night, Nellie (typical house-dog, toy poodle breed) saved me from being the worst Mom ever. We put JT down to bed after dinner. She did eat a lot, but that's nothing new, and she went down like a champ. About 45 minutes later I was about to feed Baby C and I hear some crying from JT's room. I thought to myself, "I am just going to feed Baby C, and if she is still crying when I am done I will go in and check on her." Well, within about ten minutes the crying had stopped. So I finished feeding Baby C and got up to do some dishes.

Suddenly Nellie rushes up to me whining and acting funny. I thought "Oh she needs to go out again, but she can wait until I finish the dishes." But she didn't run to the door, she ran to JT's door and whined and ran in circles and jumped up on the door. What?! That was strange behavior. In that moment I felt like I was in a movie. Was my dog trying to tell me something? But it wasn't a good feeling like being in a movie. It was a scary feeling. A worried feeling. And also a skeptical feeling--like if that dog is wrong I am going to be ticked. I heard a cough from inside though, and got more worried than skeptical. Nellie was still frantic at the door, so I told myself "the humidifier probably needs more water anyway."

I opened the door gently and saw JT sleeping at the end closest to the door. She lightly stirred when I opened the door, but coughed some more. I patted her back and said "Lay down. It's ok." Then I went straight to the humidifier as planned. As I took it out of the room, I thought it odd that JT didn't sit up- she usually does not heed my instruction to lay down for very long. Plus it smelled weird.

I filled up the humidifier and went back in the room. It definitely smelled weird. Actually it smelled horrible. And Nellie was still jumping and whining but in the room now. I returned to the crib and reached down to JT. She turned her head and suddenly I saw that she had thrown-up a grown-up amount in her crib...and it was literally everywhere. :( POOR GIRL! Had it not been for Nellie, would I have left her in there all night with that mess!? I can't even think about it. I get sick and teary if I think about what could have happened had Nellie not alerted me, and it's not even a life or death situation.

Needless to say, I am so grateful I had an alert dog last night. These two little babies have a very imperfect mother who needs to be a little more diligent in checking on them in the night. But I will do better. And thank goodness we got everything taken care of last night. So hopefully JT will be swinging happily again soon!

And thank you to Nellie for saving me from being the worst mother ever by being my T.A.D. Throw-up Alert Dog. And I support a D.A.D. for Big D. You know I already did anyway, but that was because I am a dog person. But now I am a concerned-in-the-night-person. ;)

Love, Kk