Little Helper

This has been Croix's name lately, my little helper. Which is great and good most of the time. Of course it's always easier and faster to do things myself. But I know he needs to learn and I might as well take advantage of his helpful spirit while he still has it. Some of his helpfulness is encouraged, some, discouraged, and some a surprise.

He's helped give Daddy a massage

Helped me do the dishes

(dang self timer focus!)

And wash a helicopter

Make sure everyone (including Woody) is fed.  He loves to help cook!  The other day we ended up with a little pepper in our sugar cookies, good thing we couldn't really tell.

Sweeping the floor with my baster

Making sure the toilet paper is protected by the best sheriff around.

He helps out with loading the dishewasher

Mater and Francesco, loaded and ready for the wash

He also helps with the laundry

Scout, Thomas, Clarabelle & Annie, Not pictured were also Francesco and Mater, they must be dirty.

He loves to close the microwave door and push start.

I love my little man and the helper he is becoming.  He's doing so well at cleaning up.  He'll take his dishes over to the sink after meal.  Never gives me a hard time about cleaning up (unless he's not done playing).  He is a sweet boy!

We have the windows open

We have the windows open to cool it down. Croix heard what sounded like some kids. He starts yelling friends! Runs out side friends, friends!

This morning I sat Croix on my lap facing me. We just sat and talked about a few things. We talked about getting ready for the day, going to dance class, what he likes to do in dance, he was pointing at eyes, nose etc on my face. He was also playing with my hair, something he's taken to doing lately. Then he just leaned up and gave me a big hug. It was sucha sweet, yet typical moment for us. I found myself feeling a twing of sadness. It's become a bit familar lately. A slight sadness to know that the days just the two of us are numbered. Don't get me wrong, I couldnt be more thrilled to be pregnant or excited to have a new baby. I know Croix will love being a big brother! But there is something so special about all this 1 on 1 time with Croix. Just a tiny bit sad to know it's almost over. The excitement and happiness far out weigh the sadness, but I guess it's just surprising to me that
there is any sadness at all.

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Graduate

Brent is done with school! It's a little bit surreal. Tonight he would normally have class what are our plans? A brisk walk to get ready for our Warrior Dash. This weekend no homework. The same thing for the next night and week and month. It is a pretty fantastic feeling. His cap and gown were delivered the other day. Brent has rented most of his books for school which means they are delivered. I have often picked a book up for a new class off our front stoop. It was so nice to pick up a package, the last package, which contained the cap and gown. His graduation ceremony is the middle of May. Still trying to decide on exactally when the big party will be....because we are going to celebrate! I'm so proud of Brent. He's graduating with a 3.91 GPA, and a member of two honor societys. He has worked hard. Put in countless hours. He work on homework at work as much as possible to try and
leave as much time for Croix and I. He's wonderful! Croic and I are so proud of him!
Now that Brent is d

Fervent prayer. Please keep him safe. Please keep him close. Please help me to teach him to be smart and cautous without making him afraid of the world. Please never take him from me.

The other night I watche The Lovely Bones. I had read the book years ago and thought I'd check out the movie. I dont think I'd reccomend it, it was wierd. But this is not a movie review post. The story is of a girl who has beed murdered. She is telling the story from the after life. She is stuck between life and heaven. She watches her family as they realize she is missing, search for her, long for her, hold onto hope, find her remains, and then cope with loosing a child and the realization that she is gone. This is the first time since becoming a mother that I have watched that type of movie. It made my heart ache. I know what evil things are out there. I watch Oprah episodes about child preditors and even at his young age I think of how to protect him. Yet I also know there is only so much I can do to protect my child. Which made me worry, what if I can't protect him. What if
something horrible happens to him. I went straight into his room and soaked up his innocence. I prayed a ferv