Bacelona, Spain

Well, I made it half way around the world and back. I have no idea how to put my trip into words.. It was amazing yet it was un-comforting at the same time. I am not one to get homesick however, I could not wait to get back home. By Wednesday I was in tears of wanting to come home. Having homesickness is the worst feeling in the world. I would not wish it upon anyone. It is a very lonely feeling and there is no cure.

I will put my trip into words but for right now I'm just enjoying being at home with my boys.

No Pity Partiers Allowed

Life is full of ups and downs twists and turns and what you do with that roller coaster ride is fully up to you. I have noticed that there are two types of people. One being those who are the go getter's and take life by the horns and make the best out of any situation; two being those who feel the world is out to get them and pity pity poor me when the stars are not aligned properly.

I have had my share of ups, downs, twist and turns; however I have taken that roller coaster and turned it into a positive ride. I have also learned that the world does not owe you anything nor does anyone on this blessed planet. Who owes you then? You owe it to yourself. You owe yourself enough self respect to get off that pity party me horse and change your life if you are that miserable. Yes, it can be done!

My life is far from perfect and so am I. I have learned from all my wild rides and sometimes I have learned the hard way. What I feel I have learned most is to disengage myself from those who are the pity poor me’s. I cannot stand the fact that people wallow in self pity – it is a pet peeve. I want to scream in their faces “GET OVER YOURSELVES.” No one is that more important than anyone else – with the exception of our children.

My advice quit wallowing in what you think is your sad little world and make changes. Take a look around I guarantee someone has it harder than you do.

Change is good!

Won't You Be My Neighbor

Ty and another little boy were picked out of the whole K class to play Mr. Rogers at their spring graduation concert. When I asked how they were picked his teacher said because he and the other child were the class hams. Big surprise!


Below is the video of my little movie star...

I Can Ride A Two Wheeler!

For Me?`

We were out to dinner with the men's softball crowd on Friday...the local Blvd Grille is the men's sponsor so we dine there often as our thank you for the money to play.

Our usual conversation got a little edgy but we were careful not to insult the adorable 5 year old with us. As we are talking about an old friend's house party it was mentioned that he brought out a box of "adult toys." Do not even ask why he brought them out as it has been three weeks and we are still wondering the same thing.

My friend John brought up the "box of toys" and we of course all laughed about it and were joking around when Ty looked up at the crowd of men and as if on queue said "for me?" "Mom a box of toys for me?"

The conversation went something like this:

John: What is he doing with that "box of toys?"

Me: Who knows it creeped me out. Especially in a house they are trying to sell.

John: Having a full box of toys is just weird.

Me: Well, I'm glad it's his box of toys. There are too many "toys" for one person I think.

In chimes the 5 year old:

Ty: A box of toys "for me?"

Of course he bats his baby blues and has a huge grin on his face - as if it were Christmas Day.

Laughter filled the outdoor deck area...

Ty: Mom why is your face all red??

Let's just say the conversation quickly changed to something else from the "box of toys."

A Homerun in the Eyes of a Five Year Old

Saturday was your typical tee ball day with the Sheetz Cheetah’s. Ty got his turn up to bat and we all stood watching intently. I will admit that he packs a wallop for a 5 almost 6 year old. However, I refuse to be one of those “mothers!” The boy toy brags enough for the whole family, which is not a bad thing. I just smile ear to ear and think, “yes, that is my boy and I’m proud!”

So as the story goes:

Ty gets up to bat takes a few practice swings and smacks the ball down the 3rd base line, Coach yelled out “foul ball.” A deep breath is taken and the batters stance is once again met. Ty looking on at the pitcher with a serious give me your best shot look. The pitch is in and with a crack of the bat the ball goes sailing line drive up passed the short stop to the outfield and takes a bounce over the home run fence.

Keep in mind the players are to stop at first base, the rules are everyone bats and runs, no outs counted, no score tallied. Rules, what rules? At the moment that ball bounced over the fence my darling little major league prospect changed the rules. He tossed down his bat and threw up his arms cheering and thought I am king! Can you give me a whoop whoop, I am unstoppable!

He does not stop at first base, but continues to approach 2nd and 3rd bypassing his own teammates standing on 2nd and 3rd base until he rounds in and reaches home plate.

I have learned there are no rules in tee ball when that baseball is bounced over the fence and that is not a ground double to a five year old, it is a home run!

The Day Spent at Magic Kingdom

Magic Kingdom was great - our favorite was Splash Mountain. No long lines to wait it. May is the perfect time of year to go.

Disney 2009

Even though I went for work and sat in meetings we were able to sneak out and play some. Here is Ty and I in Epcot after the group dinner.

You may see a gap in Ty's mouth where a tooth use to be. Ty lost his very first tooth and unbeknownst to me the tooth fairy doubles the deal in Disney according to everyone. As he woke up on Friday, I had already left for my Friday Session of meetings, Ty found $4.00 under his pillow and no tooth. Here I thought we were in a recession, just not according to the tooth fairy!

I should also mention he pulled the tooth out himself, mom was too freaked out but the wiggly little sucker.