1st time meeting the parents

Jacob has his 1st girlfriend. Her name is Rachael. She is just the cutest lil thing. She stands bout his height, she has long blond hair, and the longest skinniest legs you've ever seen. Well Jacob got Rachael something for Easter. (A lil basket, with some candy and a brown bear) I wish I would've taken a pic of it. The 1st gift to the 1st girlfriend. After the pinewood race and taking him and a friend of his to the park. I called her mom explaining to her Jacob got Rachael something for Easter and would it be ok if we bring it by. (Her mom just giggles very excitedly and says that is just the sweetest thing) and I get directions to her house. 1st house we go to wasn't theirs. lol. Their is now a visitor from CA that thinks Texans are really strange. lol. We get to Rachael's house. And Jacob is ready to run. Hes real nervous of course. I told him to take a deep breath and it will be ok. We get out of car and his mom meets us outside, then Rachael's dad and older sister. They just kinda circle poor Jacob. He has this look on his face like he doesn't know whether to scream, run or panic. lol x 100. He just stands there looking panicked. We all introduce ourselves and we go inside. I sit down and Jacob stands beside me. Rachael's parents and I are talking and poor Jacob still looks scared to death. After a couple of minutes of Rachael staring at him wondering what is in the bag hes holding and waiting patiently for him to give it to her. Jacob goes to sit the bag down and I motion for him to give the bag to Rachael. He hands the bag to her and her mom and sister just kinda gather round and they start going thru the bag. They loved what Jacob had given her. Esp the bear.
Here comes the best part and what just really kinda floored me.
We are leaving and Rachael's mom looks at Jacob and says thank you and that was just so sweet of you. Jacob looks up at her mom and very gentlemanly and very adult like says "It was my pleasure." I don't know who was more impressed and floored, me or her mom. lol. (sorry I cant remember their names) I had to pick my mouth up off the floor real quick. lol.
I was so proud of him. (although I'm always proud of him) Rachael's parents were very impressed with him as well. You could just tell. He used his manor and though they are only 11 yrs old. He showed (even though it was small) that he respected Rachael.
You know its not often that a mom or dad gets to be around when their son gets to meet the parents. So I was honored to be a part of it. And then for him to be respectful and impress the parents I was that much more honored. Its not often that parents get to see their kids at other people houses and to see if they did a good job at teaching them their manners and show respect to other people. I am so proud of him. And I have done my job at making him a great young man.

Best Street Rod

Yesterday, Jacob had his Pinewood Derby, finally. It was originally supposed to have happened months ago, but the day before the race, the Church decided it had better things to do. Seriously. Anyways. Unfortunately Jacob didn't win. As matter of fact of he came in 6th out of 8. He did get Best Street Rod though. He was really disappointed. I told him to blame daddy. lol. Daddy put the weight in the wrong place. lol. By the way I said that in front of his dad, and we all had a good laugh over it. They both knew I was joking. We both (his dad and I) explained to him winning isn't everything, that the important thing is he tried. And he had fun doing it. They had hot dogs afterward, which really wasn't very good. lol. The burnt ones they pawned off on the kids and the un-burnt ones were pretty much uncooked and they pawned those off on us poor parents. lol. But we had fun. And that is the important part.

Jacob

Ive written all kinds of things about my daughter. But I also have a son. A wonderful 11 yr old. Hes bright and funny and very affectionate for an 11 yr old boy. He is allot like his sister and yet he is so different from her.

The main reason I haven't really written about him is because, like Niki, I cant put down on paper (Or in this case on puter, lol) just how I feel about him.

It took allot to get him here. I tried to miscarry him when I was 3 months pregnant with him. I had to stay in bed for months. But he made it. Then his delivery was really hard. I was dilated to a 3 and he was coming. lol. The nurse said she had never seen anything like it before. She had been a nurse for over 20 yrs. lol. I had to manually dilated. And was being prepared for an emergency C-Section. Thankfully at the last second I dilated to a 10. Then when he was a week old he woke up with a fever of 104 and rising. Not only did he have a fever his little left nipple was swollen, red and had puss leaking from it. I got him to Dr office. He fever was 106. They gave him Tylenol and Motrin then took spinal fluid. They told me to get him to Dallas Medical City, that they were expecting us. They took spinal fluid from him 3-5 daily for 2 weeks. After a month they were finally ready to send him home. Though they never did find out what was wrong with him. But to send him home they had to put in a Pic Line. (Its an IV that goes straight into your heart. His was put into his neck) This lil thing was having to have a dangerous surgery at a month old. Thankfully the procedure went off with out a hitch. But when they got him back to his room, the nurse came into check the line. She noticed he had fluid coming out from under the bandage. I tried to tell her the doctor said that was normal and that it would stop. She went to pull the tape off of it and pulled the line all the way out. I was MAD. When I got the head nurse in the room, the nurse tried to blame Jacob for it. She could have killed him. Not to mention have you ever seen a month old strong enough to be able to pull tape off. Especially when its on his neck. Not to mention he was still sleeping from the anesthesia. Thankfully I was able to get her fired. And she lost her ability to work in a hospital. The doctors wanted to put the line back in and I told him No but HECK NO. (Not really what I said, But the G version) They never did find out what was wrong. And thank GOD, he hasn't suffered any lasting effects. Except for a scar on his neck where the line was and his left nipple in inverted. But other than that he came out perfect.

The point of both those stories was to prove just how strong he is. And so smart. He was given a placement test when he was in 1st grade. But they took him out of PE to do it. He got so mad that he was taken out of his favorite class that he looked up at his teacher and told her that he would fail the test. And he did just that. lol. He failed the test by 1 point. lol. He stays so bored in class now. We have him signed up to be tested yet again. He does so well on those state required tests. All his teachers knows he doesn't belong his the grade hes in. He averages 2-3 grades ahead.

Jacob is a very smart fun loving little boy. He loves life, though he little bit on the shy side, hes a very friendly little boy, he polite. His on only draw back (just like his sister) is that he wants to make everyone happy. He doesn't really like to play sports. And he has tried them out. Baseball, football.

He is now a Boy Scout. And he loves it. He goes out of his way to get his badges. He is working on getting the Scholar badge. I talked to the pack leader. And he was telling me that they don't give that badge out very often. The kids just don't try to get that one. But Jacob has almost completed the requirements for it. He has one step left. (for those that don't know, theres 3 parts to get that badge) He cant wait to get to work on the whittling badge. And is working on getting his animal husbandry badge. The pack leader said its so rare to see a child so excited about Boy Scouts. And work so hard to get the badges or so excited bout moving on to the next badge.

I am just very proud of him and I thank GOD everyday that hes in my life.

My last Easter

Well not really. Just the last Easter where the children that I gave birth to are hunting the eggs. lol. From here on out its strictly grandkids. (get that Niki? Its all up to you and Kyle until Jacob gets old enough to have grandbabies for me. lol)

Actually I thought my Easter days with my kids were over couple years back. Jacob didn't even want to dye eggs last year. But thankfully Jacob dyed eggs this year and hunted them. (I think he actually took pity on me, which he doesn't do often. lol) It would have been a perfect Easter had my other babies been here. I'm hoping next year though. Jacob and I did have a great Easter all the same. Sat I cooked him an Easter dinner that he wanted. Which was ham and baked potatoes. Then we watched Beverly Hills Chihuahua, which by the way if you haven't seen it yet you have to it is so cute. We played Guitar Hero. By the way its not a good idea to play against an 11 yr old, he will kick your but in it. lol. All in all with it being the last Easter that my children did the hunting. It was a good Easter. But very depressing as well.

For future reference parents the Camo dye kit really works. The center pic is of 2 eggs in the lil loopy doos at the top of the fence on the decoration part. Jacob literally walk up to those eggs 3 times. He got right up on them to where if he had sneezed he would have knocked them off the gate. lol. But nope, he didn't see em. The 3rd pic, yes, it is where he realized he walked up on these silly eggs 3x's and didn't see em. lol x 100. I told him for 10 min that he had to look at the fence area as well and to look straight ahead. lol. Its so funny how they will find the eggs that we really hid but the ones that are out in the open they will walk past them a 100 times and still not see em. lol.

OMG!!! Do we really depend on them??!!

I can't believe that we have to put our lives in the hands of doctors. I had to take my brother to the emergency room today. Just in case someone other than my daughter actually reads this, I will tell you a little bout my brother.
Several years ago he was diagnosed with Basil Squamous Cell Carcinoma (2 different types of skin cancer) He has already had the cancer removed from his face (which took lil over 3/4 of the left side of his face, from right under the bone at his eye, if you draw a line with a sharp pencil that the size of the bone that is left, all his teeth, 1/2 of his pallet, 1/2 his bottom and top jaw, the entire sinus cavity on the left, and the entire left side of his nose.) and has had what the doctors call reconstructive surgery. That a whole different story. Anyways you get the idea.
Today I had to take him to the emergency room. He was complaining of the left side of his face hurting real bad. (Hurting more than normal) And it was swollen. (if you didn't know him you couldn't tell that it was swollen) Anyways, he was hurting so bad that he asked me to take him to the ER.
This is where the story gets really bad. When the doctor comes in the room and asks why hes there, we tell him. Then he looks at us and asks "What do you want me to do about it?" Can you believe those words came from the mouth of a doctor? Oh but wait it gets better. Thankfully they didn't find anything wrong except that the CT Scan did show some inflammation and allot of fat. (That while looking at my brothers face the doctor couldn't figure out why. Yet another stupid comment coming from the mouth of a doctor. But wait guys it does get better, believe it or not. He is looking us straight in our eyes and asks us word for word guys. Here is the best part and the reason I cant believe that "We really have to depend on them" He literally looks us in the eyes and seriously asks us (wait for it, here it comes guys.) " So what kind of doctor would you see for this?" ((CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT CAME FROM THE MOUTH OF A DOCTOR!!)) He was seriously asking us. We both just looked at him laughing and telling him Shoot we were hoping you could tell us.
I can't believe we have to put our lives in their hands. I have had to deal with allot of doctors that Ive had my doubts about. But I have to say he took the cake. At least the other doctors played it off that they knew what they were doing. You are putting your life in their hands to make you better. I'm beginning to think it would be safer to go to a bum on the street and ask him to make you better. At least with bums they can tell you either they don't have a clue or lie to you. And the money you give them will 90% of the time be helpful. (the other 10% going to drugs, which probably isn't any different than the doctors)
So just to let everyone know. If you have to go to RICHARDSON REGIONAL HOSPITAL in Richardson, Tx, DO NOT ALLOW DR. PETER HUI ANYWHERE NEAR YOU!!!!

Just an update on "My daughter (prt 2)

My daughter says I exaggerate when it comes to her. Well baby girl. I'm not. I am very proud of you. But to let everyone know, though I think shes perfect just the way she is. I always have and always will no matter what she does. That's just the way it is. But to let everyone else know. She does have her faults. Her biggest is she worries. She always has. She will find something to worry about if she has nothing at the time. Like when will she have something to worry about. lol. I'm not joking. She has gotten better since Kaiden. I'm very proud of her for that. She is figuring out that its ok to just let it play out. She is figuring out what she should worry bout and what she shouldn't. That's hard for older people to do let alone for a person as young as her. She is learning that its ok not to be perfect. And though I make her sound like she is perfect. When she has come home with that B or lower grade. And I can only think of one time she made a C. I would ask her if she tried her best. She would say yes. And I would tell her as long as you did your best that's all that matters. No one is perfect and you cannot expect yourself to be. I had many talks with her crying letting her know that its ok to make something less than an A. That know matter what she does I will always love her. Just like her brother. I do have both of em on a pedestal. But its one that neither of them have to worry bout falling off of. I know they have their faults, I know they will make their mistakes, (I have tried very hard to make sure I let them know its ok to make mistakes as long as you learn from em.) And I know I will always love them no matter what.
A child's love when they are born is unconditional, and is supposed to be a parents love is unconditional. I have to say that it really is unusual to see a parents love that is unconditional. And I'm very proud to say (or at least I believe and I have proven) that I am one of those rare parents that my love for my child (ren) is unconditional. I haven't been happy with all the decisions she has made, (what parent is) but I never became so angry with her that I wouldn't talk to her or wrote her out of my life. And if she was to commit murder I would still love her unconditionally. And she would still be on top of her pedestal.
Most moms don't have a problem getting pregnant. They can get pregnant at the drop of a hat. Well I was told @ 12 yrs old that I would never have children. At 16 I found out I was pregnant. I had a hard time staying pregnant with her. Then had a little bit of hard time getting her here. So I really do treasure my kids. I do know how much of a gift they are. And when I laid eyes on her for the very 1st time I fell madly, deeply and unconditionally in love with her. I didn't know that a person could love that way or that much.
So no matter what mistakes she makes (over cooking cookies, worrying over the silliest of things, making a C, D, or even an F on a school paper, or any other mistakes she has made or will make) she has been and always will be perfect. I know and I want her to know and to understand that I know she will make mistakes. Big ones and small ones. But she is always perfect. And always my 1st true love. (She knows what that means) Everything I have written about her so far isn't an exaggeration. Just get to know her. You cant help but love her. You will know just how special she is. And if you need her if she can (and she will do everything she can to be there) she will be there for you.
I love you my beautiful baby girl

My Beautiful Daughter (prt 2)

I keep trying to write about my daughter now as an adult. I know Ive rewritten this a hundred times. I just cant get it out. It just ends up reading like I'm rambling and fumbling with words. And to tell the truth I am. How do you write just how wonderful a person is? How do you write just how proud of someone you are? Or how great a mother they are? If you read how wonderful a child she was you kinda get an idea of how wonderful an adult she has turned out to be and mother. Every time I look at her I am in such awe of her. She is just so beautiful, with a heart and voice to match. I still cant get the words out. But every time I look at her my heart just wants to explode with all the love and pride I have for her. Just look at this picture, Have you ever seen anything more beautiful in your life. When I go visit her I just stare at her. I want to run to her and wrap my arms around her and never let her go. To tell her that I'm just so very proud of her. And that she has grown into such a wonderful woman and mother. And that I'm so thankful that shes my daughter.

I think Ive come closer this time than I have any other time. Though Ive actually to write just what kinda woman she is. The words do not exist. I will continue to try and write just what kind of woman she is. Maybe someday I will find the words. But if you've ever met her you know what I'm talking about.