Nearly every song Hayden knows, he has changed up a few words. These are his favorite songs... in bold are the words or phrases that have been modified to suit my child.
**NOTE: I am perfectly aware that not many will find my child as amusing as I do.**
Jesus Loves Me (Pronounced: Geejus Loves Me)
Geejus loves me
This I know
For the Bible
Tells me so
Wittle ones
To Him belong
They are weak but
He is wrong
Yes Geejus loves me
Yes Geejus loves me
Yes Geejus loves me
For the Bible tells me so
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star
Twinkle, twinkle
Little star
How I wonder
What you are
Bop Bop BopThe world so high
Like a diamond
In the sky
Twinkle, twinkle
Little star
How I wonder
What you are
The ABC's
ABCDEFG
HIJKLMNOP
QRS
TUV
W and X and Y and Z
Now I know my ABC's
What time won't you sing with me?
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Wonderful day
Today has been truly fantastic. The last few months have flown by in a blur of parties, illness, errands, and other madness. I can't remember the last time Michael and I spent any quality time together and it was really starting to wear on us.
We finally caught a break in our busy lives and had a wonderful, relaxing Sunday. I feel like this weekend was God's answer to my recent prayers. So many weights have been taken from my shoulders and I couldn't be happier or feel more blessed.
In our attempts to really get a hold on our house (remember those New Year Resolutions? Remember I wanted to finish decorating?), we finally purchased new furniture for our bedroom. It is absolutely gorgeous. I've found myself just standing in the doorway and smiling at that beautiful, cherry-finish wood so many times this weekend. Michael has done the same so I don't feel any guilt :)
We're finally putting the finishing touches on our wedding plans and I am just ecstatic. I've really been feeling the pressure and have been terrified that things weren't going to be "perfect" because I haven't had the time to really put a ton of effort into our wedding. I have really been struggling with my load lately and to have the wedding nearly taken care of just let's me breath a little easier.
Taking 14 credit hours this semester and planning our wedding for the week of finals is cerainly a little crazy. Add in the facts that we have three toddlers and I habitually over-commit myself... I've barely been able to tread water. The stress of my over-packed schedule has not only effected me physically, but mentally as well. I don't think I've been as good of a mother to my children as they deserve and I cannot express how much guilt I feel for that.
Not only do I have the relief of getting the wedding under control, but I am also feeling relief that we finally have Hayden in counseling for his OCD. Ms. Joanne has been an incredible blessing and her enthusiasm for working with my son has given me so much hope. Having her as a resource will, I'm certain, prove to be invaluable to our family. She has already helped Michael and I so much by answering our questions and giving us suggestions for handling Hayden's meltdowns (and how to know which behaviors are the result of the disorder and which are the result of him being three).
This week is another insanely busy week, but we will take it in stride. I'm certain this post has been nothing if not incoherant, but I'm exhausted. There are so many things going on in our life right now that I feel the good things need to be shouted. I've voiced two of the major successes, but another is simply Michael. As we talk more and more to our families and each other about our wedding, I can't help but feel peaceful. I'm so excited to celebrate our marriage with our family and friends and to share the last name Ramsey with my husband and our children.
I'm marrying my best friend. The man who makes me laugh like no one else ever has, who has seen me at my worst (giving birth, going a week without showering - you try fitting in a shower with newborn twins and a one year old!, baby blues, the loss of my father, the rejection of friends, etc.) and still says that he loves me. The person who comforts me after a nightmare, cares for me when I'm sick, dries my tears, and laughs at my horrible jokes. He tolerates my singing, even though I can't carry a tune, and indulges my whims. He calls me out when I'm losing my temper, and he has my back when I'm feeling defeated. He's the man who let me sleep in last Saturday and then served me breakfast in bed. He keeps every card I've crafted and letter I've written, no matter the tone or the content. He's not afraid to cry in front of me, to dance with me or sing with me. He is my best friend and the father of my children. He is mine and I am his. When I hold his hand or look into his eyes, I know that everything is okay because we are together and, together, we can do anything.
For these reasons, and 1,000,000 more, I can't wait to say, "I do."
We finally caught a break in our busy lives and had a wonderful, relaxing Sunday. I feel like this weekend was God's answer to my recent prayers. So many weights have been taken from my shoulders and I couldn't be happier or feel more blessed.
In our attempts to really get a hold on our house (remember those New Year Resolutions? Remember I wanted to finish decorating?), we finally purchased new furniture for our bedroom. It is absolutely gorgeous. I've found myself just standing in the doorway and smiling at that beautiful, cherry-finish wood so many times this weekend. Michael has done the same so I don't feel any guilt :)
We're finally putting the finishing touches on our wedding plans and I am just ecstatic. I've really been feeling the pressure and have been terrified that things weren't going to be "perfect" because I haven't had the time to really put a ton of effort into our wedding. I have really been struggling with my load lately and to have the wedding nearly taken care of just let's me breath a little easier.
Taking 14 credit hours this semester and planning our wedding for the week of finals is cerainly a little crazy. Add in the facts that we have three toddlers and I habitually over-commit myself... I've barely been able to tread water. The stress of my over-packed schedule has not only effected me physically, but mentally as well. I don't think I've been as good of a mother to my children as they deserve and I cannot express how much guilt I feel for that.
Not only do I have the relief of getting the wedding under control, but I am also feeling relief that we finally have Hayden in counseling for his OCD. Ms. Joanne has been an incredible blessing and her enthusiasm for working with my son has given me so much hope. Having her as a resource will, I'm certain, prove to be invaluable to our family. She has already helped Michael and I so much by answering our questions and giving us suggestions for handling Hayden's meltdowns (and how to know which behaviors are the result of the disorder and which are the result of him being three).
This week is another insanely busy week, but we will take it in stride. I'm certain this post has been nothing if not incoherant, but I'm exhausted. There are so many things going on in our life right now that I feel the good things need to be shouted. I've voiced two of the major successes, but another is simply Michael. As we talk more and more to our families and each other about our wedding, I can't help but feel peaceful. I'm so excited to celebrate our marriage with our family and friends and to share the last name Ramsey with my husband and our children.
I'm marrying my best friend. The man who makes me laugh like no one else ever has, who has seen me at my worst (giving birth, going a week without showering - you try fitting in a shower with newborn twins and a one year old!, baby blues, the loss of my father, the rejection of friends, etc.) and still says that he loves me. The person who comforts me after a nightmare, cares for me when I'm sick, dries my tears, and laughs at my horrible jokes. He tolerates my singing, even though I can't carry a tune, and indulges my whims. He calls me out when I'm losing my temper, and he has my back when I'm feeling defeated. He's the man who let me sleep in last Saturday and then served me breakfast in bed. He keeps every card I've crafted and letter I've written, no matter the tone or the content. He's not afraid to cry in front of me, to dance with me or sing with me. He is my best friend and the father of my children. He is mine and I am his. When I hold his hand or look into his eyes, I know that everything is okay because we are together and, together, we can do anything.
For these reasons, and 1,000,000 more, I can't wait to say, "I do."
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
January Reflection
January is a crazy month for our family. It's hard to say whether it beats out December, but I'll settle for saying they are about neck-and-neck for mayhem. We spend the first couple of weeks recovering (or attempting to recover...) from Christmas and get our home back in order before Birthday Season begins.
January 10 is Michael's birthday. He turned the big 3-0 this year and I wanted it to be special. At first I had planned the throw him a surprise party, but, as with many other plans, that didn't happen. I was already facing a huge challenge just to get it organzied before I started wondering just how well he would take the surprise. He doesn't like attention to be on him, so I opted to go the safer route and avoid a surprise party. We went out downtown with a group of friends on the Saturday before his birthday. He was able to enjoy Sushi and Saki and some of his closest friends.
That same week, I started back to school and we were hit with the biggest snow-storm this state has seen in 23 years (that would be my lifetime, for the record). Michael was out of work for a few days and the kids got to experience 9 inches of snow and ice. Hayden was very excited to play in the snow and make "tracks". Cooper was very curious and really enjoyed playing outside (unless he fell down... that he did not enjoy). Lucas, on the other hand, is just too sensitive for his own good. He stood in one spot and if anyone came near him, he screamed. He did not want to touch the snow or have to walk in it. We made our way down the ice covered road to the neighborhood playground where the kids took turns sliding into the snow drifts. Michael and I enjoyed ourselves more than they did, I think!
During the last week of January, we all caught the nasty Norovirus (stomach flu). It was fairly mild as those things go (except on Hayden, he just couldn't shake it), but it was still zero fun. The twins turned **2** on January 27 and, sadly, woke up puking. I spent the entire day disinfecting our house from top to bottom (as well as following them around with carpet cleaner to try and save my carpets... which didn't really work). That night, we scrubbed them down and headed out with some of Michael's family for dinner. Lucas puked halfway through the meal and none of the boys ate. While the grown ups had a decent time, the birthday boys (and Hayden) were just too sick to get much out of it.
The day after the twins' birthday, we packed up the van and headed to Atlanta for the weekend. We'd been planning this trip for months and would not be deterred by illness! Since Christmas is always crazy busy and full of hundreds of gifts, we thought we would skip a birthday party this year and take the kids on a short trip instead. Friday morning we hit the Georgia Aquarium (the largest aquarium in the world) and everyone had a blast despite Hayden still being sick. They loved all of the animals we saw, especially the sharks and penguins!
I experience the biggest scare of my life at one point during the day when I turned to grab Cooper's hand and he was GONE! I search all around the exhibit we were in and couldn't find him anywhere. The place was very crowded and it was dark where were; someone could have taken him so eaily. I grabbed the first employee I could find with a walkie talkie and she had seen Cooper wonder (she said "ran" and I believe her, but we'll be nice to him today) off just a few minutes before I found her. I should take this time to apologize to the Georgia Aquarium patrons who were unfortunately pushed, shoved, or nearly trampled in my haste to find my son. I found him looking in the big tank saying, "Look! Shock! (Shark)" I was perfectly composed until I had him in my arms and then came the hysterical crying. I didn't put him down or stop crying until we left the aquarium. I felt so rude when I was unable to even speak the amazing by-standers who had joined me in my search. Even though I wasn't able to say, they reminded me that most people really are kind-hearted (or morbidly curious... whatever).
After the aquarium, we checked into our hotel and spent the rest of the day there to let the kids unwind and rest. Michael and I enjoyed the complimentary Happy Hour and room service after the kids were in bed. It really is the little things that make us happy :). Of course, Hayden reminded us why we needed such a break when he vomitted all over one of the beds at 1 am. Ew.
Saturday morning we enjoyed the awesome breakfast provided by Embassy Suites. Possibly the best omelet I've ever had. They were really great to us with the midnight bed change, and the extras included with their rooms are awesome. If you're ever in Atlanta, check them out. They are also right across the street from the Aquarium and Pendleton Place. After breakfast we loaded up the van and made our way to Zoo Atlanta. While the animals were fascinating, it was the people that amazed us the most. There were 13 (!!!) sets of twins there at the same time as us. Hayden fell asleep half way through our visit (he was just SO sick) and Cooper was having a very "independent" day which meant lots of arguing over hand holding and his refusal to ride in the stoller. At least Lucas fully enjoyed himself :)
We ended our Atlanta trip with a visit to the Natural History Museum. Michael and I enjoyed all of the exhibits, but the boys were only interested in DINOSAURS! When we were within sight of the pre-historic exhibit, all three of my sweet boys started growling at the dinosaurs. They could have stayed there staring all day!
The Sunday after our return was my birthday. Michael cooked me a delicious dinner and bought a cake for me. It was my first birthday cake in years -- he even added 23 candles. It was small gesture, but it really meant a lot to me. My birthday is a very bittersweet day for me and I do not celebrate the day. On my 20th birthday, my father passed away and now I spend my birthdays more in reflection than celebration.
January is a very BUSY month for us. Here's hoping February remains a calm month!
January 10 is Michael's birthday. He turned the big 3-0 this year and I wanted it to be special. At first I had planned the throw him a surprise party, but, as with many other plans, that didn't happen. I was already facing a huge challenge just to get it organzied before I started wondering just how well he would take the surprise. He doesn't like attention to be on him, so I opted to go the safer route and avoid a surprise party. We went out downtown with a group of friends on the Saturday before his birthday. He was able to enjoy Sushi and Saki and some of his closest friends.
That same week, I started back to school and we were hit with the biggest snow-storm this state has seen in 23 years (that would be my lifetime, for the record). Michael was out of work for a few days and the kids got to experience 9 inches of snow and ice. Hayden was very excited to play in the snow and make "tracks". Cooper was very curious and really enjoyed playing outside (unless he fell down... that he did not enjoy). Lucas, on the other hand, is just too sensitive for his own good. He stood in one spot and if anyone came near him, he screamed. He did not want to touch the snow or have to walk in it. We made our way down the ice covered road to the neighborhood playground where the kids took turns sliding into the snow drifts. Michael and I enjoyed ourselves more than they did, I think!
During the last week of January, we all caught the nasty Norovirus (stomach flu). It was fairly mild as those things go (except on Hayden, he just couldn't shake it), but it was still zero fun. The twins turned **2** on January 27 and, sadly, woke up puking. I spent the entire day disinfecting our house from top to bottom (as well as following them around with carpet cleaner to try and save my carpets... which didn't really work). That night, we scrubbed them down and headed out with some of Michael's family for dinner. Lucas puked halfway through the meal and none of the boys ate. While the grown ups had a decent time, the birthday boys (and Hayden) were just too sick to get much out of it.
The day after the twins' birthday, we packed up the van and headed to Atlanta for the weekend. We'd been planning this trip for months and would not be deterred by illness! Since Christmas is always crazy busy and full of hundreds of gifts, we thought we would skip a birthday party this year and take the kids on a short trip instead. Friday morning we hit the Georgia Aquarium (the largest aquarium in the world) and everyone had a blast despite Hayden still being sick. They loved all of the animals we saw, especially the sharks and penguins!
I experience the biggest scare of my life at one point during the day when I turned to grab Cooper's hand and he was GONE! I search all around the exhibit we were in and couldn't find him anywhere. The place was very crowded and it was dark where were; someone could have taken him so eaily. I grabbed the first employee I could find with a walkie talkie and she had seen Cooper wonder (she said "ran" and I believe her, but we'll be nice to him today) off just a few minutes before I found her. I should take this time to apologize to the Georgia Aquarium patrons who were unfortunately pushed, shoved, or nearly trampled in my haste to find my son. I found him looking in the big tank saying, "Look! Shock! (Shark)" I was perfectly composed until I had him in my arms and then came the hysterical crying. I didn't put him down or stop crying until we left the aquarium. I felt so rude when I was unable to even speak the amazing by-standers who had joined me in my search. Even though I wasn't able to say, they reminded me that most people really are kind-hearted (or morbidly curious... whatever).
After the aquarium, we checked into our hotel and spent the rest of the day there to let the kids unwind and rest. Michael and I enjoyed the complimentary Happy Hour and room service after the kids were in bed. It really is the little things that make us happy :). Of course, Hayden reminded us why we needed such a break when he vomitted all over one of the beds at 1 am. Ew.
Saturday morning we enjoyed the awesome breakfast provided by Embassy Suites. Possibly the best omelet I've ever had. They were really great to us with the midnight bed change, and the extras included with their rooms are awesome. If you're ever in Atlanta, check them out. They are also right across the street from the Aquarium and Pendleton Place. After breakfast we loaded up the van and made our way to Zoo Atlanta. While the animals were fascinating, it was the people that amazed us the most. There were 13 (!!!) sets of twins there at the same time as us. Hayden fell asleep half way through our visit (he was just SO sick) and Cooper was having a very "independent" day which meant lots of arguing over hand holding and his refusal to ride in the stoller. At least Lucas fully enjoyed himself :)
We ended our Atlanta trip with a visit to the Natural History Museum. Michael and I enjoyed all of the exhibits, but the boys were only interested in DINOSAURS! When we were within sight of the pre-historic exhibit, all three of my sweet boys started growling at the dinosaurs. They could have stayed there staring all day!
The Sunday after our return was my birthday. Michael cooked me a delicious dinner and bought a cake for me. It was my first birthday cake in years -- he even added 23 candles. It was small gesture, but it really meant a lot to me. My birthday is a very bittersweet day for me and I do not celebrate the day. On my 20th birthday, my father passed away and now I spend my birthdays more in reflection than celebration.
January is a very BUSY month for us. Here's hoping February remains a calm month!
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