A moment.

I wrote this on November 8th and never posted it.  I guess it got caught in my drafts. What a special moment this was :)

We were eating dinner at the table tonight while music was playing.

Engrossed in my own thoughts, I didn't realize what song was on.  I stood up to return a text and BBZ jumped up too.  He said with an incredible amount of exuberance, "dance with me, mommy!"

On the stereo was Ripple, which was N and my wedding song.  BBZ and I danced and the rest of the world melted away.  That's two times today that music rescued me.

Never has he asked me to dance with him like that.  I was distracted and immersed in my own world, and just like that, he pulled me out and into a beautiful moment.

When words leave off, music begins. ~Heinrich Heine

What Are You Thank You for?

11/1 Widespread Panic.  It it weren't for this band, I wouldn't have met my friends.  I wouldn't have met my husband.  They are more than music, they are a community.  They bring out something in me that is hard to explain, but when we are all together listening to each note that each of us can anticipate, it takes my breath away.

11/2 Weekend activities as a family.

(Magic House)

11/3 Tiny little eyelashes that seem to go on for miles.

11/4 N's family.  We attend a craft fair every year together and I really look forward to it.  Having his family close by is the next best thing to having my family here.  I'm so glad we get to spend time together.

11/5 My job.  That I have one and that I like it.

11/6 My right to vote.  I will never take that right for granted.

11/7 That the election is over.  And that we live in a country where people on social media are allowed to voice their opinions.  Some people are not afforded such a right.  Never the less, I am glad I no longer have to read such strong (and sometimes very hateful) comments.

11/8 Ninjas.  In the bathtub :)

11/9 Story time each and every single night.

11/10 My tenacity and positivity that was passed down to me by both of my parents.  Both characteristics help me be the person I want to be both in my family and in my work life.

11/11 My parents, who gave me a strong and solid foundation that I now take lessens from as I try to create a similar foundation for my boys.

11/12 My girlfriends and the way we are always there to support and encourage each other.

11/13 Pants that are getting too short. A constant reminder that we are all growing and changing and we need to slow down and appreciate every little moment.

11/14 Wine.  Especially at the end of a crazy day.

11/15 That an interesting man got into our car 10 years ago tonight.  I don't know where my life would be without him.  Oh, how I love him so.

11/16 My new niece who will join our family in March.  Seeing my sister happy makes my heart smile.  I'm glad she found a good man to share her life with.

11/17 My new car that is perfect for a road trip.

11/18  Two Three awesome little travelers.

11/19 Quality time with my mom and dad.

11/20 A little retail therapy.

11/21 Paid vacation time.

11/22 A snowy day.  Turkey.  Family.  BBZ saying "I'm thank you for mommy, daddy, family, my blankie and my diney".  A sleepy baby.  A happy 4-year-old boy.  Chilly noses.  A good dog.  Beer.  Leftovers.  In-Laws we will see tomorrow.  Online shopping.  Nosey kisses.  Snuggles.  Rough housing.  Sweet boys loving all over me.

 

Happy Thanksgiving!

And as BBZ would say, "what are you thank you for?"

Maybe I am doing something right.

I made some changes around here.  It was time to change the look of the blog a bit and I think I found a template that matches this little 'ol place of mine.  I like it here :)

Today when I dropped of BBZ at school, his teacher told me a story.

She said that yesterday at lunch, BBZ was talking to his friends about genes.  He said genes are what make us who we are and we all have different ones, which is why some of us look different.  And how fun it is that no one looks the same.

He went on to say that his friend, who happened to be black, has brown skin because of the genes she got from her parents.

He then looked at a friend of his who is white and said that his skin is peach because of his genes.

Then the whole table cracked up because they thought BBZ called him a peach!

Can I just say how unbelievably happy I am that he hears and listens to what I say?  This lesson, about people and differences and skin color is just beautiful to me.  And the fact that he has the words to use, and the comfortableness to talk about these things that so many people are uncomfortable with make smy heart smile.

It reminds me of when we were at his chiropractor appointment recently.

He noticed a plastic magazine rack on the wall and was fiddling with it.  You could lift the magazines from the top but could also pull them out from the bottom if you needed to.

He notices this and says to me that the reason it is set up that way is so that people who use wheelchairs (he even used person first language!!) can reach them easier.

My sweet boy already knows about accessibility.  Be still my Rehabilitation Counseling heart.

One of my hopes as a mom is that I can raise strong men who are kind and understanding of people and of the world we live in.

I may yell at times.  I might make some pretty big mistakes as a mama, but in moments like these I feel like I just might just be doing something right :)