Ever wonder why we dream certain things, and why certain people are in our dreams?? Last night I dreamt about the boy I had a crush on when I was 8. I haven't seen, spoken to, or thought of him in eons. Weird.
I would like to dream about sandy beaches and the sound of the ocean please.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
UnFOURgettable....
For those who know my husband, the title will allow you to see that his sense of humour has actually rubbed off on my after four short years of marriage. Four years ago today was one of my FAVORITE days. I married Nate easily. What I mean is, I never had any qualms. Not once did I wonder if I had actually found the right guy. I practically bounced down the aisle and smiled like an idiot throughout the entire ceremony. It was a great day.. And now, four years later I can say I've had more good times than bad, more laughter than tears, more health than sickness.. and more understanding and compassion than I thought I was agreeing to.
I can't imagine my life without Nate, and I can't fathom it without my babies. I truly do love my life and am overjoyed that God picked me to be part of this little family.
Now enough with the mush...I have a naked baby in my lap who needs a diaper before a tiny calamity occurs to mar this day.
I can't imagine my life without Nate, and I can't fathom it without my babies. I truly do love my life and am overjoyed that God picked me to be part of this little family.
Now enough with the mush...I have a naked baby in my lap who needs a diaper before a tiny calamity occurs to mar this day.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Another First!
Today my little man got his very first haircut. I was a little nervous how he would do, but overall he did pretty good. He was super curious about the scissors, but the stylist gave him some toys and he mostly just sat there. I took plenty of pictures... he looks like such a big boy!!
Afterwards, we had some dinner then headed over to my Mom and Dad's to pick some blueberries. My dad loves to Jericho's reaction to the overflowing bushes... he just goes at it and eats as many as he can get his hands on... even steals from everyone's buckets.
His favorite part was the tractor, which he kept trying to runaway to. It was a great way to end a day and now we have a tonne of berries.. I might try my hand at the blueberry pie to practice for the church picnic.
Afterwards, we had some dinner then headed over to my Mom and Dad's to pick some blueberries. My dad loves to Jericho's reaction to the overflowing bushes... he just goes at it and eats as many as he can get his hands on... even steals from everyone's buckets.
His favorite part was the tractor, which he kept trying to runaway to. It was a great way to end a day and now we have a tonne of berries.. I might try my hand at the blueberry pie to practice for the church picnic.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Searle Calamities
It seems when I married my husband, I married into a group of wonderful people who somehow have disaster following. It's almost comical how whenever we venture on some sort of Searle Family vacation - there's always at least one or two moments of sheer craziness. One case in point was the Hawaii 2007 excursion where we travelled in two separate vehicles to some touristy place and ended up losing each other for hours. There are many other instances I could mention, but it's too depressing.
This past weekend was no vacation. It was a trip made in an effort to say good-bye to a man I had only met twice, but loved instantly because of his hilarious sense of humour. It was not a great time, but not for the obvious reasons. The babies were mostly well-behaved safe for the moments of sheer exhaustion and the over-travel. We encountered some issues with our airline, where they would not allow us to sit altogether in one row because we had two infants. Something about safety, oxygen masks, etc. But it was a harrowing experience moving our entire lot of crap from row 3 to the back of the plane where we could spread out safely. It wasn't such a big deal we had to move, but the way we were treated by one stewardess in particular was fairly appalling. She basically told us not to get frustrated, but to just let our 4 month old sit somewhere else. I got this sinking feeling like maybe she wasn't a Mother?
When that lovely red-eye flight ended with all of us being fairly exhausted, we arrived to a very warm Ontario province (not used to the humidity according to my in-laws) to a rental car with no air conditioning. Let's just say it was nice and windy in the back for the babes.
Once we finally arrived at our destination (lots of traffic!!) we found that the hotel that had been lovingly selected by my SIL was gorgeous. She managed to finangle a great rate at a Sheraton and that was so great. We had a nap seeing as some of us had been up 30+ hours.
I could go on about the calamities, but I have to say once we saw Nate's uncle and we able to be together with family, it made all the difficulties fade away. Suddenly all the mini-disasters we had come across paled in comparison to this person we were able to be with. He asked to see Malachi at one point, and true to form the little guy smiled right at him.
I'm basically still so tired I could sleep from now until tomorrow afternoon, but it's not an option... but I would do it all over again just to be there for my family.
I just wish I could say I had met him a few more times and that maybe next time Murphy's Law will leave us alone on our next trip.
This past weekend was no vacation. It was a trip made in an effort to say good-bye to a man I had only met twice, but loved instantly because of his hilarious sense of humour. It was not a great time, but not for the obvious reasons. The babies were mostly well-behaved safe for the moments of sheer exhaustion and the over-travel. We encountered some issues with our airline, where they would not allow us to sit altogether in one row because we had two infants. Something about safety, oxygen masks, etc. But it was a harrowing experience moving our entire lot of crap from row 3 to the back of the plane where we could spread out safely. It wasn't such a big deal we had to move, but the way we were treated by one stewardess in particular was fairly appalling. She basically told us not to get frustrated, but to just let our 4 month old sit somewhere else. I got this sinking feeling like maybe she wasn't a Mother?
When that lovely red-eye flight ended with all of us being fairly exhausted, we arrived to a very warm Ontario province (not used to the humidity according to my in-laws) to a rental car with no air conditioning. Let's just say it was nice and windy in the back for the babes.
Once we finally arrived at our destination (lots of traffic!!) we found that the hotel that had been lovingly selected by my SIL was gorgeous. She managed to finangle a great rate at a Sheraton and that was so great. We had a nap seeing as some of us had been up 30+ hours.
I could go on about the calamities, but I have to say once we saw Nate's uncle and we able to be together with family, it made all the difficulties fade away. Suddenly all the mini-disasters we had come across paled in comparison to this person we were able to be with. He asked to see Malachi at one point, and true to form the little guy smiled right at him.
I'm basically still so tired I could sleep from now until tomorrow afternoon, but it's not an option... but I would do it all over again just to be there for my family.
I just wish I could say I had met him a few more times and that maybe next time Murphy's Law will leave us alone on our next trip.
Monday, July 07, 2008
Emergency Trip
Our entire little family is leaving on a red eye flight this Thursday to say good-bye to a family member of Nate's. It's a very sad time, but we are glad to be able to all go together. Please pray for Nate's family at this time.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!
That went by so fast! Just think, there were NO grandbabies yet on that day and now there's almost 5!
In other news, Malachi rolled over for the first time yesterday!!! I don't have my camera because Nate took it to Alaska, but I was quite proud. He's been trying for weeks, but could never quite roll over his arm.
36 hours til Nate comes home... Happy Canada Day all!
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