Flicka

For Christmas, Corbin asked for the movie "Flicka". I went to find it at Walmart but the guy said they didn't carry it. Ok, what do I know. I did however find "Flicka 2" so I bought it. Corbin was thrilled to have this movie. Taya has watched it literally 50 times since Christmas morning. At least once a day.

Friday night while the boys were with mema and pepa, Matt, Taya and I ventured out to do grocery shopping at Walmart. Matt had told Taya that we would try to find her another horsey movie since she wasn't feeling well. This time, Taya found Flicka. The first one. The one I asked the man about only 2 blooming months ago. So we bought it.

I sat down, snuggled in Taya's bed today and watched it with her. I had never seen it. I have to say, it is a precious movie.

I wondered where the name Flicka came from. I found out in the movie. Flicka means beautiful, young girl. As we watched, I was drawn more and more to the name. Flicka. Has a nice ring to it. Plus, I love the meaning. I explained to Taya what Flicka meant.

After the movie ended, Tim Mcgraw's song "My little girl" was playing. Tears filled my eyes as I sat there lost in the soul of my little girl. My beautiful, young girl. My Flicka. I came honestly say that when I was younger and thought of having a daughter, I knew it would be great. I had no idea just how great. She is my best friend. I look at her and melt. She comes up to me and for no reason tells me all the time "I love you, mommy". Melts my heart!

After, a few minutes, I told Taya(thinking she would know why I was saying it), she is my Flicka. She replied with such excitement..."Oh, you gonna ride me!"

Sweet Dreams

Friday night the boys went to the Tom Bean basketball games with my folks and spent the night at their house. Whenever they stay over, Ethan always bunks with Pepa in Uncle Brian's room(Brian then gets the couch) and Taya and Corbin sleep with mema in her bed. Friday night was the usual, minus Taya as she wasn't feeling great. This blog was inspired from what my mom said occured at bedtime.

As Corbin and mema were settling in the bed for the night, mema told Corbin "Sweet Dreams". This one statement led to a conversation I think she won't soon forget. She asked Corbin what a sweet dream was to him. He thought and sad nothing. She asked him would it be him, Ethan, Taya and cousin Nikki playing on the beach, running through the waves, splashing in the water, building sand castles? He replies "Nope." She then says "Ok, what if we were all at a park, having a picnic, with a big bowl of chocolate ice cream with sprinkles. Would that be a sweet dream?" Again, "Nope." Mema then said "Ok, what is a sweet dream to Corbin?" He replied this time....with one word. Yes folks, it only took one word to sum up a sweet dream for Corbin.

He replies....."FOOTBALL."

God's Grace

Everyone with kids knows they are true miracles from God. They also know sometimes are more stressful than others.

Everyday I wake up, I see God's grace in the eyes of my children. The innocence, the strength, the hope for a bright future. I have many friends, some my age, some older than me and others younger. A lot of these don't have kids of their own. They talk about how they go out and do whatever, whenever...not ever having to accomodate the kids. They seem to love it. Now, I would never, in a million years, trade what I have but I can't help think from time to time "What If" we didn't have kids. What if we weren't a family? What would life be like? Last night as I sat watching TV before dinner, I was awstruck at what I saw. I turned and looked in the kitchen and saw all 3 of our precious kids coloring at the kitchen table. Sharing, talking in kiddo conversation. So peaceful, so happy. And in that brief moment, I smiled from ear to ear, watching the little lives I created be siblings and just be kids. 5 minutes later, caos errupted once again but those shimmering moments are what I love for.