Silas asked just now if he could sue Timmy. Tim was like no but whyyyy? Silas says, “Because he hits all my baseballs on the roof and over the fence!” He’s six.
This morning on the way home from mass, we were looking through an envelope Bonnie from church gave to Timmy. Inside were all these trinkets from Padre Pio. She brought it all for him because she heard that he was his confirmation saint. Inside was Padre Pios healing prayer and I said Timmy remember during Covid when you asked father Ulto why he doesn’t have Padre Pios healing prayer in the bulletin and then Ms Judy gave Timmy a relic. The next Sunday the healing prayer was in the bulletin. This was six years ago. Timmy didn’t remember any of it.
It made me sad that I haven’t been writing all these memories down. I was surprised he didn’t remember that.
Today we had a full day of activities and Timmy just never ran out of energy. In the morning we went to a pumpkin patch and a little petting zoo, then we went to brunch with Dawn, Steve & Cade. We came home & Timmy took a nap and we were on the go again. First to the park and then a bike ride, then home to the sandbox, running with the dogs, reading books and puzzles. Phew! What a day! And it started very early. Miss Grace had us up at 3:30 and we have yet to take a nap ourselves.
Yesterday we had our nursing home valentine party. We had kids come over from our Playgroup to decorate cards and cupcakes. Then we headed over to a local nursing home and spread some love. The kids love it so much and all the grandma and grandpas light up.
The girls had their special sleepover and now Timmy is having his and I think it’s so awesome that he picked his cousin.
He just came up to me and said Mom I just want to thank you so much for this sleepover party.
We watched Dennis the Menace and had grilled cheese. Then we played outside until it got dark. They had a game of red light green light and then I told them I wanted see who was the fastest. Best mom hack if you want kids to sleep.
The important part is Timmy is ok and we were only there for one night. But it was the scariest mommy moments for me.
He fell head first off the side off the couch. 30 minutes later he was throwing up. We took him to St. Mary’s and his CT scan came back normal but he was still throwing up so they kept him overnight for observation. Poor baby had blood drawn and IV fluids. It was so sad but he was such a good boy. He went to bed in the cage like crib just like we were at home. They woke him every 3 hours to check his eyes. I’m just now recuperating from sleeping on that pull out “bed.”
Lydia knocked on my belly. “Knock knock hello I’m Lydia!”
We are reading a special book for Lent and Grace asks, “Mom do you think King Herod was Satans little brother?”
Grace is reading one of tgtb mini books and says oh look a dot period that’s dripping aka a comma.
We’re listening to classical music and grace says mom did you know this song is played with a French violin and that’s the B string.
I’m loading the dishwasher and from the window I see grace pushing Lydia on the swing and they’re laughing and my heart just bursts. Prettiest picture I’ve ever seen.
Tonight we were reading a book about Jesus and it says that the people were saying if you came to save sinners then you should be able to save yourself. And Timmy says but it doesn’t work that way. Jesus was not a sinner. Then we get to the part where the angel rolls away the stone and he asks me to stop so he can find that part in his bible. Watching him flip through his bible looking for the resurrection I couldn’t have been more proud. And then he found it and read it to us all.
Oh how I wish I had never stopped writing in here. It will be hard to fill in the gaps. Lots of memories lost. Time has just gotten away from me.
I avoided this blog like the plague after I wrote that post about my dad because I didn’t want to see it. Well I just read it for the first time and balled like a baby. just last night we were sitting out back and the boys picked up their clubs and started hitting balls. How I wish my dad was sitting out there with us to see how they all love golf.
But I do want to write again. I think this will be a treasure to my kids one day and to me and Tim when the kids are all grown up.
And so… it’s Sunday afternoon 2021. So much has changed. So much evil has happened in 2 years time in ways I’d never believe, had I not lived it. But today is lovely. I’m sipping coffee with Tim. Football is on and the kids are playing board games. I hate football but for some reason the sound of it comforts me in the fall. I’m not watching at all lol but I can hear it as I read. They’re losing as always. The kids are laughing and then arguing over who is winning their game. Silas is napping. Sauce is on. I really couldn’t paint a better Sunday in my mind. We started the day with church. My Sunday school class was the largest it’s ever been which makes me so happy. Signs that we are returning to normal. It brings me so much joy to teach little kids about God. Sometimes I can’t believe I’m qualified to do such a thing really. After church Tim dropped me home and took all the kids out to breakfast and to run errands. He’s so dreamy.. I rested a bit. Called my sisters and put on my apron to start cooking and cleaning. The book I’m readings says it’s important to wear your uniform and apparently that uniform is a dress and an apron. So I’m playing the part and I have to say it did put me in a good mood.
My mother-in-law made this for me years ago.
Yesterday was so amazing too. I really could pinch myself because life seems so perfect. I got up early and read a book on my porch swing. Uncle Matt built this swing for me and it’s my favorite thing. When everyone woke up we got dressed for the pumpkin patch. It ended up being the cutest place. I thought it was even better than the one we drove all the way to South Carolina for last year. It was like stepping into a hallmark movie. It had everything a small town fall festival would have in a movie and it wasn’t crowded at all. There were people but not madness. Country music played through the speakers and cool wind blew with a cloudy sky. Perfection for a pretend fall day in Florida. PRETEND has become a specialty of mine and probably most moms living in today’s world. We are experts now. But all that is for another day. Here are the beautiful memories made yesterday.
We came home to the long awaited home movie premier of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. We made butterbeer and homemade popcorn. Homemade popcorn always reminds me of my dad.
Then we grilled some London Broil like Mama June always did and we ate outside. The smell of the grill and kids running around just made me feel like my childhood. It was a really great day. I snapped this picture of our eaten dinner because it just felt like such a good memory.
A Dube Fairytale 
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