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Our Book

Our book will continue to be written
But a chapter has come to an end.
We met each other for a reason
And each of us has become a friend.

Some of them we’ve known for days
While others we’ve known for years.
We have shared joy and laughter
And have helped while we shed our tears.

Our hearts have been hurt and broken
By the unexpected ending we were dealt.
But our friendships do not have to end here
Our joy and laughter can continue to be felt.

True friends are and will be forever
And all of our past moments have mattered.
It doesn’t matter what we do or where we go
Everyone will be remembered.

~Michelle Huffstickle
April 21, 2009

Dedicated to all my friends at The Employment Guide--You will be missed!

Easter Egg Dyeing

UPDATE: I fixed the pictures!

So today didn't go so well when it came to dyeing easter eggs for my two precious boys. I got off to an early start thinking that this was going to be a breeze.

I am needing new pots and pans desparetly so my largest pot would only hold 12 eggs. So I loaded it up and said okay, this
won't take too long. Out of my first dozen, 4 cracked. So okay on to my next dozen-in the pot they go. Would you believe that out 24 eggs, I now had 17 good and 7 cracked!

Now I know how to cook and I've made many meals for my family and none were horrible but I went straight to GOOGLE and typed "how to boil an egg"--yes, I did. I read a few websites and attempted with 8 more eggs. I only needed 7 to get my dozen per son. So I did exactly like the websites said-I had a whole 3 un-cracked out of the 8.

I gave up for a whole and went to my cousin's baby shower. In the meantime, I had posted my stressful situation on facebook and with MUCH GRATITUDE to Beckie, she replied with directions. Once back home and after getting the boys supper, I attempted again with 6 eggs and followed Beckie's instructions to a tee and voila--NO CRACKED EGGS!

I had big plans of the three of us (Mommy and 2 boys) enjoying egg dyeing.

But my two precious, awesome angels didn't get there naps today. So here is what one thought of this adventure:

And the other just would not cooperate!

So after 3 1/2 hours two dozen eggs are dyed.

Friday Morning, April 3rd, 2009

It was a wonderful morning this morning with the boys, although it would have been greatly appreciated it Daddy would have helped. Matthew woke up all by himself at 6:00am and ready to go to "Lori's." However, it sounds like "Rories."

Austin was ready to go to and wanting up out of the crib. I dressed him in his black "lock up your daughters" t-shirt, camo pants, and his combat boots. Tough looking but it was canceled out by his bouncy curls and his dimples that are to die for! :)

I hope that they enjoy their day running and playing. I miss them everyday while they are there and I'm at work.

We are having a yard sale tomorrow in RH on Albright Rd. Need any baby clothes? I'm sorry Baby BOY clothes, Please come!

Austin

My little baby isn't so little any more. He is growing up so fast! He is learning to walk and he does say a few words. Momma, Daddy, Hey, and Bye. He is as strong as an ox. You should see him pushing this brother around on a bench! Crazy! He also is trying to eat out of a spoon too. I wish I could just squish him back up into a little baby and make him stay that way.

Matthew's Progress

I am completely astonished out how much Matthew has progressed. He is counting to 12 by himself, singing songs and correctly identifying colors. He is beginning to learn to share with Austin but the two still fight like cats and dogs. His speech therapist is working with him on his "P's", "G's" and "K's". These are the letters that he has the most trouble with. He is following two-to-three directional instructions. He continues to make progress in his holding eye contact during activities and interaction. He hasn't had a meltdown in forever! He seems to be more accepting for physical contact which I love because I just love to hold and kiss him! He does still have some bad mornings but they are never as bad as they used to be. He is a "home-body" and as much as he loves his school, he just doesn't want to leave the house on some mornings.

Our next adventure, Potty Training.

Another Meltdown

This morning was another bad morning for Matthew. The only trigger I can think of is the late start due to the weather. We fought the entire time trying to get him dressed and he cried all the way to the daycare, screaming and flailing his body. He screamed, "Mommy, home!" and then when we got to the daycare, he screamed, "Mommy, No, Door!" He wanted me to close the car door and not get him out. He kicked at me the whole time I tried to release the straps on his car seat. Then finally once he was unbuckeled, he grabbed ahold of the car seat and would not let go. I had to pull him out the car with him screaming and crying. I carried him in and all the ladies, daddy and I tried to soothe him but with no luck. Finally, they pried him from my arms so that I could leave and go to work. I heard him screaming and crying as I left the building and even as I got into my car. Then my tears flowed. I just wished that I could take it all away for him.