My broke foot

Lots of you have asked what I did to break my foot, so I figured I would include my craziness in the blog so here goes.

On Thursday, Tyman and I went to the grocery store, we had absolutely no food, we had just gotten home from a two week vacation and had a very very empty fridge. After spending all our money at the grocery store. I brought Tyman home and put him in his crib for his morning nap.

I made my trips to unload the van. On the 2nd trip I went out the front door and started down the 1 step and some how lost my footing. Some how I fell and got my right foot rapped around my left calf. As I was falling I heard my foot pop. I knew I had hurt it but I have fallen and heard it pop SEVERAL times throughout my life. When I got up I knew something was wrong, I called Brad and told him I had fallen and we both came to the conclusion that I would ice my foot and wait to see how it felt/looked after icing.

My foot never looked swollen, or bruised, so we both thought that more than likely I had just sprained it. Since it was still a little painful we decided that we would go to the walk in clinic and have it looked at just to make sure. They xrayed my foot and told me that I had indeed broken it and had done it well. They wrapped my foot and sent me on the way with the expectation that I would have an orthopedic appt the next day.

Friday morning we called the Dr's office and they were trying to get everything from my insurance and were trying to get me an appt with the ortho to decide what actions needed to be taken. After a while, they called back and told me that there was no way I could get an appt that day but I did have one first thing Monday morning. They did call in some crutches for me so that I didn't have to walk on it.

Thanks to Tammie my mother-in-law I had a boot to keep the kids off of it and was able to walk. I made it through the weekend very well. I had very little pain and was able to function quiet well.

This morning, Brad took me to the orthopedic DR where I recieved a cast. A beautiful blue cast. (i will post photos both of m foot and the cast at the end.) The Dr. was pretty sure that I would not need surgery, but wanted me off my foot for 3 weeks. They put a no weight bearing cast on my right foot, which is very difficult to function. After my 3 weeks I will go back and have another xray and they will decide what to do then. Hopefully I will not need another cast and I can be put in a boot so that I can start putting pressure on my foot and return to a semi normal life.

If you look right below my toes on the left side I broke the bone on the side of my foot. It goes all the way through and then chipped a part above it. (the bone sticks out from the rest)

My two ladies.

I started this post on mommies day, but it never seemed right and do justice, so i've had another crack at it.

They say that men are lucky if they have one or two good friends, but mostly have acquaintances, while women are the opposite, I do not necessarily agree with this. Although this maybe true for most women, it is definitely not true for me. I am very lucky in the fact that I SEVERAL SEVERAL friends that even after not seeing or talking to each other for long periods of time can still get together and seem like no time has passed since last being together. Those friends I would do anything for and have a blast with when I actually do get to hang out with them.

But then I have these two girlfriends that are more like sisters. I trust them with mine and my families lives. These two girls are the only two people outside of my direct family that I would trust to raise my kids should something happen to myself and Brad. I know that Brad and I would take their kids without any questions asked, in a heartbeat. I know that when we are all together, we view each others kids as our own. They would not have a problem disciplining my kids or allowing me to discipline their kiddos. We understand why we do the things the way we do. There is no questioning anything. Our beliefs and the way we raise our kids are very similar. We can just sit in the same room having nothing to say and be completely comfortable.

One of these women is my age. I met her 7 years ago, not that long in the grand scheme of things. Lets face it when we met she was a newly wed and I was getting engaged. We had just joined the army and made it through basic training, but still in training. She and I stuck together pretty much from the moment we met. I'm not sure what brought us together at first. But it's almost like we are the same dang person. We have the same obsessive tendancies, we react to situations in the same way, there is no shame in talking about ANYTHING with us. We have that comfort with our relationship that I never knew existed. Now don't get me wrong, we have definitely had our disagreements, and even a period of time that we didn't get along at all. But for some strange reason it just all the sudden ended and we were back to being like nothing ever happened. Our kids are like each others kids. I love how I can look at her and just laugh and it won't stop for hours.

My next lady, is quite a bit younger than me, by 7 years. When I first met her she was working as one of "my employees" while she was in high school. I guess we "knew" each other for about a year before I really started getting to know her. I knew her work ethic, which was not like any of the other employees that worked with us. She was hard working, kind, polite, well mannered, and just all around a great employee (person). I trusted her with the store, as she had proven to me that she was someone to be trusted. Two years ago, I really started to get to know her on a non employee level, but friend. I had to work at the strawberry festival and my then two year old daughter did not have school so I needed someone to come and keep her while I was working for that short period of time. At the time I had no one that I trusted to be with Abby outside of the family. So I felt comfortable asking this person to keep Abby since I would be able to see her the entire time. (Yes, I am and was a paranoid mom, she is still the only person that watches my babies) This was the start of everything. She was screwed then, not to mentioned trapped. We took her with us to keep Abby for two weeks in Gatlinburg while Brad and I were on annual training. I knew that I would be able to get to both of them if I was needed, and for the most part it was just a couple hours at a time. That poor girl, she was so innocent, and she spent two weeks with Brad (which she didn't know at all), my 2.5 year old, and myself which she only knew as her boss, not to mention all the crazy army friends we have. But she made it out knowing a COMPLETELY different (and maybe a little too much) side of me than she expected. She obviously was not scarred too badly, because she is still around.

This young lady has done so much for our family. She watches the kids just to play with them. Last summer when Tyler was just an infant, she would come over so that I could go to the grocery store or run errands and just play with Abby. She would never let me pay her, which was a life saver as we live on one income, but made me sad, I felt like we were abusing her. But that is how she is. She took off every wednesday so that she could come over. She would cook dinner and play for hours! She is so easy to be with, although she is much more laid back and reserved(?) than my family, she is such a blessing to me.

These two ladies have definitely had an amazing impact on my life. Both of them are very christian women that I try to mirror my life after. Both ladies are godmothers (one will be in the fall, Tyman is not yet baptized) to my kids. Both are family oriented, and willing to give up everything for the kids.

I really can not put into words what I feel about these two ladies, I just want to cry when I think about how much they have done for me. I love you both very much! You are so special to us, please don't ever forget that. I love you.

My sweet man!

Hims likes to be like hims Mommy!

Years ago, and I do mean years ago, 7 I believe, I was in this same scenario except I was 21, not 1! Last night Tyman and I were playing and he was acting like I was chasing him. When I looked up at him he got really excited and tried to turn and run and fell into the fireplace/entertainment center.

See where Mr. Potato head is, well that is the offending part. He hit the bridge (maybe a little

lower, but thats the best way to explain it) on the corner of the base. Needless to say I thought

he had broken his nose, or might even need stitches. Nope this kid is also a trooper! He cried for

maybe 15 minutes while we were trying to ice it, but when we just decided to put a band-aid on it

he was great and ready to go! Surprisingly enough he hasn't tried to pull on it or take it off, its

almost like it isn't even there! Best thing is he doesn't even look like he got in the fight!

He obviously has a little cut, and a small red bruise from the cut to the nostril/cheek area on the right side (looking at him). We are keeping a band-aid on it until it heals completely. He rubs his nose a lot with his allergies, and it keeps breaking open. With the band-aid he doesn't even touch his nose.

I am unfortunately at this time not able to find the picture with me and my nose, but will have it when I go to my grandmas, as she VERY PROUDLY displays it on her fridge. But when I was 21, I put my foot on the middle shelf to tie my shoe, when I bent down to tie said shoe, the shelf fell thus propelling my body to the counter, I too, cracked my nose on the edge, and have a scar to remember this incident by. I proudly wore a bright blue spongebob band aid across my face for several days! I promise to upload the picture as soon as I can get my hands on it!

Apparently I forgot

Apparently I forgot how to write in my blog, its only been about 2 months no big deal right? I'm going to try to get back on track with this.

Since last time I wrote so much has happened, (by the way I have about 5 posts written but not posted) we have had mothers day, my big girl "graduated" from preschool that she gets to go back to next year, June has snuck up on us, and just the craziness that is us is out of control!

I want to first say thanks for my grandma. This little sweet southern bell that she is, has had such an influence on my life. She just makes me laugh, although we don't agree on everything, she is one of my biggest supporters, I talk to her a couple times a week! Poor thing has kicked a surgeries butt! She had her battery for her pacemaker replaced about 2 weeks ago, and has come out the other side just as vibrant and ready to go as ever! It is amazing! The reason I mention her is the older I get the more like her (and of course my mother) I am! Sometimes almost scary to think about how similar I am with them. My step father and hubby are just blown away with how similar we are, it always makes me laugh whenever we are all together, the first thing I hear, is no wonder you do things the way you do, or I see where you get that from.

Tyman, oh Tyman, I just love him. It is so amazing how different my kids are. While Abby is balls to the wall, Tyman is the most cautious child I have ever seen, My mother in law tells me that Abby is exactly how Brad was, and Tyler is exactly like Dusty was. I can live with that, she raised two amazing boys! But anyway Tyler slept all the way through the night last night! This is only like the 3rd time ever! I slept so well last night that now I am over tired from getting too much sleep. Does this ever happen to you, or am I just the only crazy person in the world?

Oh Abby Kate, she is so independant, which is not always a bad thing, and we are not battling as much but somedays! She is so funny, the child loves to read and do school work! We went to the library today and she checked out 17 books, yeah I know! She just loves to work her little brain! I love it!

My poor hubby, is as usual working his bottom off! He has been working pretty much since April 8. I say that because he actually took 3 days of leave before he left for pldc. This is very hard for us, we miss him like crazy, he is super tired all the time! I can't tell you how much I appreciate him working this job though so that I am able to stay home with our babies and still live! I love you Bradley!

I am so very lucky with my life and the way it has turned out! I am so very blessed with family that I have and the life we have! Thank you all for the influences that you have added to my life!

Toys, Toys, Toys, and of course more Toys!

Ok first off, sorry for the weird send of this EMPTY post, not sure what happened but moving on!

My dear sweet little girl! Oh I love her! I love her so dang much! Some days it just drives me crazy! As all of you parents out there know, being a parent is the hardest thing in the world! I know that I want Abby to always be happy, healthy, and smiling! She has the best smile and laugh if you have never seen it, I'm sorry but you are truly missing one of God's greatest blessings!

However, that sweet little girl, she is a pistol! (Although I have no clue where in the world she gets it! hehehe, definitely not from me, I'm the sweetest person on the earth!) Partially because of how we are raising her, but also she is just like me she is VERY VERY independent! We are trying to raise her to think about being a open minded, think for yourself, considerate, loving, caring young woman! I want her to think about everyone else and help whoever and whenever she can. I want her to understand, that helping people makes us better people, spiritually, emotionally, and physically! I want her to understand how lucky we as a family are and be willing to open her heart to those that others tend to push aside! I want her to understand, that God created us all equal, and we are ALL acceptable no matter what, race, gender, disability, sexual preference, body shape, the way we look etc.

I am not going to lie, we are tough on her, we are consistent, and do not allow her to do things that other parents allow kids her age to do. Abby must say yes sir yes ma'am, she says please and thank you whenever neccesary. Abby waits (or is supposed to) until she is called on when two other people are talking. If she wants to talk in a group setting she waits to be called on and raises her hand. She has chores and earns money, 1/3 she saves long term, 1/3 she saves for a major purchase, something she really wants, and 1/3 she can spend immediately or save, most of the time she saves it! Abby understands that everyday in life we have to make choices and for those choices there are rewards and/or consequences. Abby gets spankings, and goes to timeout. She recieves warnings and explanations of what thing(s) have happened.

This being said, we have been experiencing a little bit of trouble with the pistol of a daughter that we have. We have continued to be consistent and strong! She will know that certain choices are unacceptable and we tell her that, no butter coating, using big words and talking with her! We have taken away 1 toy her and there and done lots of timeout and spankings which have begun to not work. We had a big talk with Abby on Friday before our company got here about the way we react to things, and we both decided that if a fit was thrown, we both felt that packing up all of Abbys' toys for a few days would be acceptable.

Yesterday, Abby was jumping around the house and on accident landed with her bottom sitting on Tylers head. I told her that I was not upset with her, but this was her warning and that she could have seriously hurt Tyler or herself and I didn't want her jumping around like a crazy person. She acknowledged what I had discussed with her and returned to playing. After a very short 2-3 minutes she jumped again and once again landed on Tyler, I asked Abby to stop what she was doing and told her that I had given her a warning and asked her not to jump around and that she had not listened, she needed to go to timeout for a few minutes. At that mention a fit began brewing and the screaming started, I once again calmly told her that her screaming was unacceptable and she needed to go to timeout! The screaming and jumping up and down got worse. I picked her up and took her to timeout told her to calm down or she would receive a spanking for screaming and acting out. It continued and so she received a spanking, I told her that we had talked about taking toys away for throwing a fit and if she did not stop the screaming we would pack all of her toys up and lock them up. After the few minutes that I had given her to calm her self down and she didn't even try, she was told to go get trashbags and she would help me pack her toys to lock them up. So she did, we packed up every toy in her room and locked them in my closet.

Abby is allowed to earn back her toys for good behavior. Today has been one of the best days we have had in a long time! I am very proud of my little girl. She will have very good strong morals, and understanding that she has to work for everything! Instant gratification is not something that will occur in this house! She will not just receive anything just for in life! I know this maybe harsh, but have you seen some of the kids out there in this world. They act like we owe them something just because. Abby will have everything she needs, and yes she is spoiled and has more than she needs, but she will not act like anybody owes her anything. I want her to understand that hard work pays off and can get you anywhere in the world! I want her to have the respect for herself that so many ( including me sometimes) lack. I don't ever want her to feel like she has to depend on anyone, that she can not do something.

I want her to be so proud of herself that she knows how she got where she is in life! She will make mistakes and I know that she will overcome those. I want her to know that it is okay to make mistakes, but we must learn from those mistakes and change the course of our lives with those results!

I want my little girl to be so many things that I am not, and have struggled with for so many years! I want her to know that she can come to me for anything, and know that I may not agree with her decision but I will support her no matter what! Abby Kate my dear, I love you so very much! One day I hope that you are able to look back and thank us, I know all to well, how much I hated my parents for the way they raised me, but I am so much better of a person because of it and I truly appreciate them making me do the things they did, and not letting me fall in with everyone else!