My big boy

Corban is growing so fast. This past Sat we made another trip to Ikea to take Eric's mom and visit with Eric's older brother. It was a LONG ride with Corban but he was not too bad seeing as how we were in the car forever.... After we arrived at Chris' apartment and were getting ready to leave for lunch, 10 minutes later, we had to bribe Corban with cookies to get him back in his car seat, not that I blame him. While at Ikea we were on a mision for the toddler cabinet locks because the "normal" ones will not work on our cabinets becaue we have Ikea cabinets, which are made different. We did manage to find them and it was great last night when Corban got mad and was trying to open the cabinets, because he knows this is a nono, and they wouldn't open. I didn't have to worry about him grabbing stuff :). While he is by no means a bad kid he is having to learn what are nono's. For a while he has been getting a pop on his hand or bottom for things but it has reached the point where he looks at you like, what? So last week started time out, which he has done twice at the sitter's house and a few times at home, I think that may be his button. He HATES standing in the corner for 1 minute, standard is 1 minute per year old the child is. While I am not a time out fan I know all kids have different things they don't like for some it is taking away toys, pop on the bottom, no tv, but lucky for us I think Corban's may be time out.

Mother's day was good Eric bought me a card and Corban "signed" it and now he loves pens..... so we have pulled out the crayons and he loves to color, mostly with the purple. We met my parent's for lunch at Johnny's Cafe, their home cookin is SO good.

I am still stuck working 10-7 this week and next and I am close in line at work for getting a "set schedule" I am praying that a 7-4 shift will be available, that would be awesome. On another note Eric and I are considering the name Emerson Jackson for li'lbit.

Random thoughts and facts and a little catch up

Where to start? Well this weekend I saw my husband dressed as a very convincing woman thanks to a good friend, Ann. It was for a "Dude looks like a lady" beauty pagent. The wo-man with the most money in donations from the audience won the entire thing. While it was quite entertaining I would be ok never attending another one, there were some points, when doing the talent, seeing a man dance in a mini skirt was revealed a little more than my little eyes wanted to see. But they raised over $1,200 for cancer.

I am applying for a teaching position this week, keep that in your prayers, I am so tired of working till 7pm every night. Sat I was ablr to go order new glasses :) they will be the transition ones so they go to sunglasses when you go outside, seeing as how I have not had sunglasses in over a year I am SSSOOO excited about that. While strolling through the mall yesterday Eric and I wondered through Sears only to find an Eddie Bauer edition double stroller in the box for $59.99, seeing as how it was last years model, it was something we couldn't pass up.

Out of the 6 people that I know are preggo 5/6 are expecting boys.

Old lady Jetta say what?!?!?!?! Squish!

So yesterday Corban and I ran an errand by Target and were off to my sister in law's for family lunch. Eric stayed behind to do an open house. As we approached the Kingwood (church) intersection at Industrial and 95 I was turning right and had a red light. Traffic was appraoching so I had to hit my breaks. I had just long enough to think "Oh, good thing I didn't go there's mom." At that moment I lunged forward and could hear the crunch. No screeching breaks, just crunch. It was not an awful hit but it was hard enough to send me forward and have my seatbelt stop me and my glasses end up sideways on my face. I had just long enough to think "Wow, Corban is doing really well" as I pulled up and over onto the grass. But then it started, it was one of those terrified deep breath screams and big tears. At this point in time I had no idea what had hit us or who and I didn't care, I figured that it was hard enough that it did some serious damage to the explorer. I jumped out of the car and the lady was already out of her car with her wallet asking if I was ok. I smiled at her and went to get my screaming baby out of the back seat. She felt so bad and begged me to let her pay me for the damage. I told her I had to have a police report she was nice about it but I could tell was irritated, but she was a nice lady. Mom, who was able to hear the entire thing got down to a street and turned around and came back. It didn't take Corban too long to calm down once he was out of the car.

There was some damage done to the explorer but nothing like her car. She drove a 2007 Jetta and the front end was smashed. She let it run a few minutes and it started smelling so she cut it off while we were waiting on Alabaster police to show up. The cop who did the report was nice and fast, he is a keeper. He actually tried to talk the lady into towing her car because it was so smashed, I am taking headlight hanging, squished up hood, hole in the front bumper, I was suprised her radiator was not smashed. The cop jumped under her car, couldn't raise the hood due to it being so smashed, he said it looked like the car would work but didn't recommend it but she drove it home anyway, well I guess, I turned off so she didn't see what house I was going to. I have felt the baby move since then but I am still thinking of going to the doctor.... also thinking of taking Corban too, it is not like he can tell me if something is bothering him and I wouldn't know where to touch to see if his neck or anything was sore.......

Masters

So, I have decided I must go back and get my masters. I don't hate my job but I don't like it either, but it pays the bills for now. I am currently researching my options of schools and it looks like University of Phoenix is my only option. Since my schedule changes from week to week and most universities do not offer online classes it is really annoying. It will take 20 months for me to complete my degree but it will put me back into the field that I feel as though God has called me to in the first place. The cool thing about Phoenix is you only take one class at a time and you don't take it in the semester format. Class one my be 3 weeks and class 2 may be 8 weeks. I can also take a break when lil bit gets here, this also helps because I don't have to wait till Jan to start classes. I am still doing a little more research on schools though. I would like to get on here in Calera though.

Should we stay or should we go? Eric and I listed the house with a MLS number and have been house looking. While we can make it work with lil bit, we don't necessarily want to. We saw a house yesterday that we really liked and spoke with the agent who looked our house up. She told us we would have to drop the price of our house to under 100,000 if we wanted to sell it. I think I may have looked at her like she was crazy. I told her that we would add on before we went below what we paid for it. So in the mean time we just wait and pray. God will either bring the perfect buyer or, we will add a den and master to the back of the house, we will still have plenty of yard.

On another note we find out what lil bit is on April 28th. Any guesses?

Tears of sadness, tears of joy

This past 2 weeks have been a rollercoaster for me. Corban and I spent last Sunday at my grandmothers, along with my dad, great Aunt Jan, Brittny and Connor. I am so glad we spent the day! Corban was his very animated self and cracked grandmother up, playing with her curling iron, waving both hands at her and we can't forget the chater box he has become. Grandmother went down hill fast and last night went home. Dad was there and I got the call around 9:30 and was off to mom's to take her to Clanton. When we arrived the sweet hospice nurse was there and we were waiting on the funeral home to come. I had not decided on the way down there if I was going to see her or not, but curiosity got the best of me. I walked in her room and there she was all cuddled up under the covers with a smile on her face. We all cried tears of sadness and I am sure there will be many more to come, she was my only grandmother and we were pretty close. My parents and I had already been at the funeral home on Friday to make arrangements, the only person missing is Aaron, who is in Texas, and will be home Thursday night. So, we are holding the funeral till Friday, I know that is a long time but it is the only time he could get leave and since Aaron and I are the only grandchildren (dad is an only child, except for his half brothers and sister) the funeral waits.

When people speak of their visions of heaven they often say there are people there waiting to welcome you. I can only imagine my grandmother being reunited with her parents, brother, my granddaddy and my mom's mom standing there thanking her for being her daughter's "second mom." My mom has called my grandmother, mom, my entire life. My mom's mom died from cancer when I was 2. We were also thinking what an awesome first day in heaven she arrived just in time to celebrate resurrection Sunday. Seeing as how if Christ had not died on the cross she, nor the rest of the family would even be there. Please keep my parents in your prayers things have been tough, and to top it all off, next Sunday is dad's birthday and grandmother made him a carrot cake every year. Eric has been super great esp. since I didn't get home till almost 2 this morning......

My Rant......mostly hurt feeings

Ok, so this has been stewing in my head for a long time and I just have to get if off my chest. Yesterday we attended my nephew's 1st birthday party, my sister in law did an awesome job on the train cake she made, if Eric took a pic I will post it later. Here is my beef, my mother in law works for Honda and has to work every 3rd Sat. so it is not like it is unpredictable. My sister in law, knowing this, still decided to have Will's party at 11am on the Sat that my MIL has to work, so she misses the party. This really makes me mad!!!!!! She wouldn't have scheduled a party when her mom couldn't make it now would she? I understand why the party couldn't be later in the day because they had a wedding to attend at 6. Here is my question. What is wrong with Sunday? I'll tell you, my brother in law is a youth pastor at a church. I get Sunday's are busy but when "church" becomes more important than your family you have bigger problems. Don't get me wrong, I know it is imoprtant but "church" is not going on between 2-4 on a Sunday afternoon. I would also like to point out that they skipped Corban's dedication, because why? Oh, I know, "church." I am pointing out they he was not preaching or anything that Sunday they just didn't want to miss being at their "church."
But wait it gets better! As the party was winding down I am standing there holding 7 week old Addy and talking to Eric's sister. My SIL runs up to us and says, to my other SIL, "Katie isn't going with me to Sweet Repeats did you still want to go?" Eric's sister replied "Yes, when do we need to go?" Then the reply "Now" and she walks off. I am left standing there as though I am invisible. I told myself that maybe this was the pre-sale and you had to have a ticket to get in, which I would have understood had I been told, but noone bothered to even acknowledge my existance. So Eric and I left to get me some lunch and Eric asked if his sister and I had made any plans because we had talked about going to the mall. I told him no that I thought Kaci and Amanda were headed to the Sweet Repeats sale. Eric then asked "Did you not want to go?" I gave a weak reply of "I was not invited" while trying not to show that my feelings really were hurt. Later that night after Eric's sister arrived at his parents Eric asked his sister if this sale had only girl stuff. She said no and explained it was the pre-sale and the sale starts today (Sun) and that you did have to have a ticket and Amanda only had 2, because she had stuff in the sale. I understand this, I really do but had it been explained up front and had I been treated as though I was invisibe we could have avoided this all together. So, here is my question. Is this all preggo hormones or would this have hurt you feelings too?

Is it really almost Easter?

So much has happened in the last month or so it has been a madhouse around here. My baby boy turned 1, my brother has bee in SA, Texas for basic, merely miles away from the house I lived in, my sister-in-law has had samanilla (sp?), and we are trying to sell our house.
Aaron graduated this past Friday and I am so proud of him! He was picked to be one of 4 leaders in his flight, 80 guys, his dorm leader (the big boss) got sick and they told Aaron if he had to leave that Aaron was in charge. He won best marksman. While on "The Beast," where they go out and have to survive on their own in the wilderness for a week, one of they guys under Aaron managed to get part of his finger pinched off at a not labeled pinch point while they were putting tents up. Aaron had to pick up his finger put it in a baggie and take care of they guy till they transported him out, and no they could not re-attach it was completely severed. The good news is they guy still got to graduate. Aaron's flight "The Panthers" was named "Warrior Flight" they scored higher than any other flight in the camp in all their training exercises, here were 12-13 flights. Not only that, but at graduation they announced Aaron's flight is "Warrior Flight" over the entire history of Lackland AFB, his drill seargant teared up when he thanked the flight for being the best flight he had ever had. Pics to come when I can get to my parents computer.
Corban is one!!!! Eric has the pics on his blog. He is getting way more teeth and will walk while holding your hands, he can stand by himself till he realises what he is doing...... He is hitting, in the face, and biting any suggestions to how to stop this are welcome, he gets popped on his hand first then his bottom but he fake cries......and does it again a few minutes later.
We have had some interest in the house but no solid offer yet, please pray it sells..... before Sept!
Keep my parents in your prayers they managed to get 2 feet of water in their den yesterday, the rest of the house is another foot higher but the water is sitting in the crawl space. Dad has 2 little "play cars" that he spends his "volleyball money" on and both Miatas are flooded they will have to be gutted. I feel so bad b/c he has put so much time into fixing them up. The den has typical den stuff in it, recliner, couch, my mom's, mom's china and china cabinet, tv, dvd player, real hardwood floors.......
Sorry about the long post but it has been a long time.....