Happy 49th birthday to my mother.

Yesterday was my mother's birthday.  She would have been 49 years old. I couldn't make myself get on facebook yesterday knowing it would have her name under birthdays.  I thought of her all day long, no matter what i was doing.  I kept thinking of what we would have been doing on that day if she were still here.  And when I imagined it, it seemed more like a memory than a fantasy.  I could picture the whole day as if we already lived it.  I could see us at the cabin and the alabama game on.  With me, Deborah, mom, and the babies piled up in the bedroom watching tv and talking and laughing.  We would have cooked a big meal and went for a walk at sunset.  I can see her smiling and probably saying something silly and us just kind of looking at her like..huh? And then her realizing it and just laughing at herself. 

She was just so full of life. She was constantly smiling and especially on days when her whole family was together.  We always just had so much fun when we were with her.  She brought everything together and brought joy to us.  You never had a dull moment when you were around her.

I just want to wish my mother a happy 49th birthday! Life will never be the same without her.  There will always be an emptiness in our lives now.  I know it will get easier with time (or at least that's what "they" say) but I don't think we will every fully accept the loss of our amazing, beautiful, and joyful mother.

Happy Birthday Mama! I love you!

Connor and his imaginary friend, Bobby.

So out of all the crazy things my son does, this has probably been my favorite.  For a little over a month now he has been talking to "Bobby".  It took us a while to catch on to what he was talking about, but now we have realized it is his imaginary friend! He tries to feed him, and he bosses him around.  It is hilarious! At night time Connor says, "night, night mommy", "night, night daddy", and "night, night Bobby".  He also has to give him night night kisses.  But what the funniest thing is, he is jealous of "bobby".  If I act like I'm giving Bobby kisses or giving him too much attention Connor gets so jealous. 

My parents always talked about me as a child and having my imaginary friend, Jessica. The stories always made me laugh so hard, but now experiencing it first hand with my child it is hilarious!  

Apparently Bobby likes to get on the fireplace (where Connor is not allowed) and Connor will say, "down, down, Bobby!". Connor also likes to blame things on Bobby.  It is definitely entertaining around here with Connor and Bobby. They are full of energy and imagination! 

Potty training.

Well Connor is learning how to potty train.  It's not a very fun milestone.  Please tell me mothers out there that it gets easier!  It's crazy how excited you get though when they actually go to the potty.  The other night me and Corey were sitting on the couch and Connor came to me saying, "tee tee mommy!"  So he grabbed my hand and brought me into the bathroom and showed me that he used his potty all by his self! I was so proud of him! He is only 20 months old, so I figured we are doing pretty good. 

The only part he has trouble with is forgetting to tell mommy or daddy he has to go BEFORE.  Sometimes he tells us during or after, but we are working on that.  I'm doing the whole "you get a treat when you potty" thing, which is helpful, but there has to be another trick! The only person I always want to ask is my mom.  So maybe me and Connor will get through this together and help each other.