R.I.P. Clifford

On Friday I lost a beloved friend. His health has been declining over the past years and I knew it was coming but did not want to face it.

Clifford my beloved big red truck died (well he wasn't that big). He died on the side of the road just two and a half miles from my house. Thankfully I was not there when it happened or I would have cried like a baby right there in the street.

I miss him already. I have had him for so many years that he indeed became a part of the family. Lets face it he was always there for me. He took me to the doctor when I was sick. He went on numerous vacations with me. He was there for me when I had to drive back and forth from my house to the hospital (2 hours each way) when mom had her stroke. He kept me warm in the winter and cool in the summer. He was even kind enough to have the music on when I started him up. He would carry my groceries home without complaint and most of all he kept me safe. What more can a girl ask for? He was a steady in my life for so long.

It is going to be hard finding a replacement for my dear old friend. His seat had a perfect indentation of my butt, how could I possibly replace that!

I will miss you Clifford!

Look even Zack loved to take care of Clifford, they have even dressed alike.

Wow, six years already.

Six years ago today after much delay I was finally able to meet my little man.

Zackary was born weighing in at 9 lbs 3 oz (way off the estimate I was told 2 days prior) and 22 1/4 inches long. I did not think he would ever arrive. Being in that bed and contracting every 2 minutes for days was awful. Just awful. My midwife had to pass me off to the doctor because this kiddo was way to comfy in there and did not want to make his way into the world. Think about it, who would want to come out, he had his own place, it was always the perfect temperature, and his meals were prepared and fed to him by someone else (life was good). I should have known right then and there what a stubborn, hard headed male he was going to be. Although the doctor wanted to evict him, I stood my ground and was determined he come into this cold cruel world the way God intended.

The first week of his life was a terrible time for him and I both. He should have never been released from the hospital when he was. He had to be readmitted the following day and then transferred to a larger hospital a day later. Not a pleasant experience for a mom to deal with but somehow we both managed to get through it.

I love this little man of mine more and more each day and I just can not imagine what my life would be without him.

"To the moon and back Zack."

I wish him the happiest birthday any six year old boy could ever have.

TV turn off.

Yesterday Zack was not behaving very nicely. After being told three times to stop doing something, the television was turned off for the night. He promptly informed me that he will finish his homework, read his book then go to bed early. Once he was ready for bed he said "Every time you take TV away from me, I will go to bed early!" Is that a challenge because it sure does sound like a good one to me!
Silly boy has no clue.

Six years ago.

It is so hard to believe that six years ago today I went to the doctors to see if the baby was ever going to make his appearance. After all I was already more than a week late. The midwife did all the measuring and checking then she told me the baby was going to be between seven and seven and a half pounds, I remember thinking 'ok, I can handle that'. When she was finished one of the doctors came in and said "go home and pack your bags, go to the hospital they will be expecting you." I remember thinking "Finally, this baby is coming, I just want to be able to walk without waddling, I just want to be able to tie my shoes, I just want to be able to go without some part of my insides being punched or kicked by this kick boxer that is growing inside me".

Little did I know I would still have to wait to meet him. Little did I know I would have to deal with contractions two minutes apart for more hours than I care to to remember. Little did I know...

Puppy Zee Muffins

You know you are not cooking enough with your child when he asks if we could make some puppy zee muffins tomorrow after school. I will admit it took me a second to figure out what he was talking about.

Tomorrow after school I guess we will be baking some Poppy Seed muffins.

Age is all in the mind

While playing Mario Kart on the Wii a few days ago.

Zack turned around, looked at me and said "remember when I was a child, you would never let me play this part."

Apparently he is much older than I remember.

Veggies and lies

He's a stinker.

Yesterday Zack wanted to buy lunch at school. I agreed but told him to make sure he took some vegetables and eat them. Last night I asked him what he had for lunch, and he told me a chicken fillet sandwich and milk and apple crisp. I asked if he took the vegetables. He said no, when asked why not the little stinker said "Mom by the time I got to the lunch counter there was no vegetables left and I couldn't get a salad because all they had was one piece of lettuce, I am serious Mom just one stinking piece of lettuce." I just shook my head. A few minutes later the guilt must have gotten to him because he told me "Mom I did not tell the truth, they had vegetables left but I just did not want to eat broccoli."

Lets see how today goes because he wanted to buy lunch in school again today. Heaven forbid he should miss out on eating a darn chicken nugget!

Thankfully he still gets the guilty conscience and fesses up. I know in a few years that will all change.