March 15, 2010
Ahhh, home safely again back to my grown up home. Last Friday, I picked up the kids from school early so we could get to Augusta early enough for them to nap before going to the Globetrotters Friday night at 7 pm. I was so excited Chuck was able to go with us this time. He’s been flying a lot lately but that’s ok since he truly loves his job and God has allowed me to stay home with the kids because of it. So not complaining here!! Anyway, since 7 pm is their normal bedtime, I knew they’d need a nap if they were gonna be alert at all. I always pay for that logic, though, because when they nap, they’re ready to party til at least 11 pm. Ugh, tough on the old people. Anyway, regardless of any sleep issues, it was a blast. Just as funny as I wanted it to be. You always wonder about childhood memories you try to recreate for your kids… what if it’s not really as funny as I remember? Kinda like when I go to my home church sometimes and I look at the gym and it’s so small looking. I remember it being so big!
Saturday, we all got up and went to the Sunrise Grill for breakfast and David lost his second tooth!
This will be the second trip the tooth fairy has to make to Augusta. Last month, David lost his first tooth while we were down there too. He was hit with the brutal reality that the TF doesn’t bring $5 for each tooth, just the first one. It’s the tooth fairy, not the money fairy. Now he’s got as many teeth gone as his cousin, Wyatt, which makes him very happy since they are 6 wks apart in age, you can imagine the pressure on David to hurry and lose as many as Wyatt. I’m sure this will go on forever!
Saturday, Chuck went to work in ATL so Saturday night, Laura and I met at the Mellow Mushroom for dinner with the four boys. I just love their greek salad! They all just about fell asleep in their food so we ate quickly so we could go get them all in bed.
Sunday morning we all met back at church and stayed for lunch there. It’s nice running into my childhood friends there. They all have kids now too and we are all grown up. Still weird to see since I feel like such a child again as soon as I’m home. I do love coming home to Augusta. It makes me sad that there are those who don’t have that luxury in life. There are friends of mine who have lost both parents or those that don’t have a relationship with their parents like that at all and never go home. I hope and pray my boys will want to bring their families back to our home for good memories. When I go home, I’m instantly a child again. In my mind, anyway. My mom makes such an effort to make every visit special. It’s nothing for her to ‘whip up’ a dessert that I would never even attempt to make!
My daddy never lets me leave to go home without following me to the gas station to fill my van up. My mom sometimes will have a plant or two for me to take back and plant in our yard. She always has pumpkin bread and/or brownies in the house – something my kids have come to expect. Daddy is always working on a new fishing lure of some sort and shows the boys what he’s up to. This time, he let them cut one out of balsa wood and they got to decorate it and take it home. He takes them down to the dock to ‘test’ different lures that are in various stages of design. My kids think all fish that you eat comes from the lake and then from the basement in my parents’ house just after my daddy has cleaned them and fileted them. Below, you’ll see the load of crappie that Jeremy caught for us to eat Sunday night! yummmmm!
They don’t know about buying fish in the market or frozen or whatever. It always has been freshly caught and eaten.
The adults roll their eyes when they see the ‘bubble basket’ making its way to the firepit out there. We are just selfishly sitting around enjoying ourselves (how dare we?) and mom, in her endless effort to make all things cool, comes out with the bubble basket. of course, the boys love it and will forever remember the cool things at nana and papa’s house!
My parents are so perfect to me in my eyes. Why do we do that to certain people? Who is the person in your life that you’ve elevated to sainthood? Do they know you’ve done that to them? It’s an awful pressure to do to someone, I guess. But I can’t help it. They aggravate me sometimes but I’ve blocked all that out. My family is so important to me and I can’t explain why. I’m thankful every day that my brother married my sister-in-law. I talk to her almost daily. I talk to my momma multiple times a day. Now, I can text my daddy stuff and he’ll text me back! Amazing, who would’ve thought that would happen?? I know that they probably have all the same issues as most couples but to me, they are not most couples. They are mom and daddy. The woman who smells Chanel No. 5 and brings peace to my heart and the man who hung the moon and would kill anyone who threatened my safety. Every little girl should have the privilege of thinking that her mom and daddy can do no wrong. Sure my mom and I lock horns on things but rarely anymore, since I’ve had children, suddenly she doesn’t seem so crazy. Isn’t it strange, that after God gives us children, we hear ourselves becoming our parents?
We lost Chuck’s daddy in the summer of ’08 and I still feel the hole that was left in our family from that. Chuck’s stepmom, Winnie, is on the phone with us at least 2x a week and we keep in touch with visits and phone calls constantly. Chuck’s mom lives here in our town not far from us and my boys are learning about her German heritage and where their father was born. I’d love for them to learn German but I don’t want to push my luck! Chuck came to the states at the age of 2 so any German he knew is long gone. ☺
I’m thankful for my family and thankful that God has given me a husband that is the kind of daddy that my daddy is. The kind of daddy that the boys will always love and respect and someday… they’ll want to be like him for their children too.