Lazy day in the Roger's household today! Not that I am complaining by no means.....:) But I have to say that if I am just going to be sitting here being lazy, I do wish a few good thunderstorms would roll on in and give me a reason to be lazy. What reason does a thunderstorm have for you to be lazy? Well, everyone freaks out during a storm and just sits on the couch waiting for the moment to jump up and run, but until that moment, you are glued to the couch watching the news. Secondly, no woman is capable of going out in the rain and it not messing her hair up, therefore that is a perfect reason to be sitting on the couch all day. I mean who wants to spend all that time primping and pramping, straightening, brushing, or even curling their hair all for it to just go to waste the minute you walk out the door? Exactly. Nobody! And being nobody wishes to experience this crisis in their life, sitting on the couch just sounds better with each and every roll of thunder you hear. But wait. What excuse do you have if it technically isn't storming at the moment of your laziness? You refer back to the storm you had this morning. Insist that the humidity alone will kill your hair do. Or do like me and insist that it "looks like rain outside" and keep saying this over and over. Eventually your significant other will pick up on what this "looks like outside" term truly means on a Sunday that you plan on not budging. And wait! Trying to figure out a reason to just not go anywhere or do anything for the day is one thing but finding a reason to just absolutely not get dressed and sit in pajamas is another plan that has to be mastered. Ever heard an older person warn you not to take a shower during a storm? Well, think about that and refer back to scenerio one and your hair. If it "looks like rain" then you have every right to sit there lounging away, post poning the shower to be all day long. Nobody said how soon the "looks like rain" will move in and happen so what better excuse to just sit and watch tv? I'm sure anybodys partner would want to rush them into a shower and something tragic to happen such as a lightening bolt striking through the water pipe... while you are in the line of fire. ;) And well, if the rain just never moves in, at all through out the day, well... gee, you got to sit on the couch in your pajamas all day! ha! ;) Gotta love those old granny tales!! Lord knows, my grandmother was notorious for this "no showering while it looks like rain" along with every other superstition you can imagine. I can remember staying at my grandma's in Breckinridge county during the summer months during no school and her being terrified of everything. For instance, once I was out back behind the house climbing the huge weeping willow tree in her yard and she came running out with a dish towel in her hand that seemed as if it had became more of an embellishment or accessory to her every day clothing than the pins in her hair screaming "Get out of that tree and stay out of it! If you see a green snake while up there it will laugh you to death!" Sitting there thinking about what she had just said, I naturally started looking around to see if it was true that the tree had green snakes in it. Luckily, no green snakes. But unfortunately for my granny, I did jump out and came running to the house asking a million questions about the allegation she had just told me. "what do you mean it will laugh me to death? Why would it do that? Are they that funny? Would I just be holding my stomach rolling around from laughing so hard until I die?" Needless to say, she hushed me and never answered me. I now know why. Green snakes will not laugh you to death.
And who could forget the time that the sun was setting and the sky as beet red. What most would consider to be a beautiful sunset, my granny considered it the end of the world. Thinking that the sky was on fire, she grabbed me and my cousin and put us in the car to head to my great aunts house. Luckily, my great aunt had enough sense left at the time to calm granny down and let us go back to living life without the fear of catching on fire.
Earthquakes. Although I don't believe I have ever truly been in an earthquake that I acknowledged at the time (obvious it was not a severe one.. just a tremor that you hear we had but never knew it at the moment) I can say that I lived in fear of one happening one day and night. Somewhere, somehow my granny heard about the big quake that was building up and on its way that was also past due (the one they still say we will have one day and the one that they say is still past due) and forced me and my cousin to live underneath the dining room table for a full day and night. Thinking back on this adventure, its comical that my granny was so scared and paranoid of this earthquake to the point of making us camp out under a table, yet her preparing was far from what it should be. You would think we would have at least had some bottled water. Nope. Fruit roll ups, cans of soda, and beanie wienies in a can along with some cucumbers and tomatoes. Not much of a survival kit huh? :) Which, I do have to say that this "earthquake survival camp" was by far a fun adventure. Luckily, always being petite, and being the youngest in the camp, I was one of 2 that did not have a crick in my neck from being too tall and having to turn my head to the side to sit under the table. Like every other girl, my Barbie's had been married, had babies, cooked thanksgiving dinner, put the star on the top of their Christmas tree and been in car crashes in their red Ferrari but never had they lived through an earthquake until my imagination took a toll on their "normal lives" while in the earthquake camp. And having a grandmother that forced us to camp under this table, I'm sure you can only imagine what the race was like to run to the bathroom and back. That itself turned into a game within it's own. A game between my cousin and I on who could get down the hall, use the bathroom, flush, wash hands, and make it back under the table in the least time possible.
Being my grandmother never knew how to swim, her children never knew how to swim. And being nobody could swim, the phrase "don't go near the water you'll drown" was used far too often. Didn't matter what we were doing, if it involved a liquid of any kind, you would drown. Sitting at the table as a youngster, and gargling my drink in the back of my throat was a no-no. Why? Well, you would drown. Eating too big of a spoonful of soup would also cause me to drown. Ever heard the saying "it only takes a teaspoon of water to drown?" At granny's, I heard it every single day and we lived by that.
I could literally go on and on with these tales of the happenings and sayings that's we had to live by at my granny's house, but for the sake of mankind, I will stop here. :) But before closing this, I do have to say that luckily I have been fortunate enough to realize that these sayings were just that. Sayings. Thankfully, the saying "you can only hear something so much until you start to believe it" and the saying "a kid only knows what they see and hear" are just that to me also. Sayings. Thankfully, I grew up to realize that my grandmother had just never been taught any different (or possibly refused to believe any different being we all know how old people are just set in their ways) and that these ways of life at her house were not really the ways of life. While I am thankful for growing up and realizing this, I can honestly say that I do miss these ways of life with my grandmother. And thinking about these memories at my grandmother's house, so many memories of me and my brother being there together and the things we used to do to her as jokes come to mind. Heck, the things we used to do to everyone as jokes for that matter! Maybe one day, when I have enough good spirit in me to be able to tell you all about them without being horribly depressed for a week after, I will. But until then, as Nancy Grace signs off "Goodnight Friend". ha ha! :)
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Only Trenton.....
Although I really don't have time to sit down and blog right now, I absolutely have to tell the world about Trenton's little adventure through out the night and early this morning!!
So, last night as I was putting Trenton to bed, I was explaining to him that when I tell him to clean his room today, I need him to do it without fussing and without me helping him because I have so much to get done today before heading out on vacation early tomorrow morning. And while in the mix of explaining this to him, I was explaining to him that when I tell him to get up in the morning (today) he really needs to get up and not be too sluggish on me because we had to be at the rental car place at 9 am in order to rent a car to drive on vacation.Cavaliers may be the best darn thing since sliced bread when it comes to gas mileage on road trips, but unfortunately, they don't exactly have the most leg room or trunk room for road trips. So a rental car was a must have this time around for a trip!! While telling him about the rental car, he started asking me "why can we not be late? do they only have one car?" knowing I shouldn't, I said "yep they just have one so whoever gets there first is the one that gets it!" Even though I lied, I wanted to make sure he knew how important it was for us to get there on time.. After telling him all of these important things we have to do today, he agreed that he would be good and do what he was told and after a kiss goodnight, and a good tucking in, I went to bed myself.
At 4 am, I was woke up by Trenton coming into my bedroom saying "maaaama, you're going to be so proud of me! I cleaned my room spotless all by myself!!" After realizing it is 4 am, I asked him what he was doing awake and he said " I just stayed up all night so I wouldn't make you late to go get the car in the morning!!" Without hesitating, I got onto him for staying up all night and told him to go get in the bed right then. He has pulled this staying up all night shenanigan a few times before and it always makes me feel so freaking bad. It worries me. Just knowing he was up all night without anybody up with him makes me feel bad.. and knowing he goes in the kitchen and gets a snack and stuff tears me up too because I can't help but think what if he went to get a snack and for some reason got choked on it? There I would be in the bed and have no clue it is happening.
Then, 5 am rolls around. Here comes Trenton. "Maaaaama, I have my shorts on, my shirt on, my flip flops on, my hat on, my watch on, and my sunglasses on!" Needless to say, this time I decided to go on and get up being it was obvious he still hadn't went to bed yet. And being I had just gotten good and asleep, when I rolled out of bed, I wasn't by no means in the best spirit! But when I came out into the living room and took one look at him, I instantly felt bad for having that hateful presence about me! There he stood with everything he mentioned on. He was the sweetest and cutest little thing standing there. He had on a pair of basketball jersey shorts that were black and gray, a t-shirt that was brown and orange horizontal striped, a navy ball cap, white aviator sunglasses, a Lego watch his uncle d bought him, and camouflage flip flops. It was almost like he was so mismatched, it was precious. Just looking at him and seeing everything that he picked out for himself to wear melted my heart! And along with his little get up he had picked out, he had drawings from his wrists to his shoulders. When I asked him what in the world he had done to his arms, he said "these are my cool tattoos!" again... only Trenton!! :) After talking to him about how proud I was that he took it upon himself to get dressed, and telling him how good he looked, I finally made my debut to his bedroom to see what his "spotless cleaning job" looked like. Boy, let me tell ya! When I opened his door and looked in, I was in such shock!! I couldn't believe it! He wasn't kidding! At all!! His room was SPOTLESS! He had put everything where it goes and not just shoved it all to the sides like he normally tries to do and tell me it is cleaned! He even had his bed spread pulled up to his pillows although it wasn't exactly wrinkle free. After seeing his room, and seeing him so mismatched it was almost pitiful, the anger from him staying up all night was gone. How in the world could I be mad at the little guy for doing everything that I had asked of him? Especially when he was being so sweet about it! Just hearing how proud he was in his own little soft voice pulled my heart strings!
And after sitting on the couch with him for a while watching cartoons, I had dozed back off. At 7 am, he says "mommy, wake up! you have to get dressed so we can be the first people to go get the car!" After waking back up and sitting on the couch a minute before heading to get a shower myself, Trenton looked at me and said "mommy are you proud that I did everything you wanted me to do? you told me to clean my room by myself and I did spotless, and you asked me to get up this morning without fussing to get dressed and I am already dressed, and I stayed up all night so that i wouldn't make you late to get the car today" Reassuring him that he made me the proudest, although it worried me that he stayed up all night by himself, I then felt horrible that I told him what I did about the car making him so worried we would be late.
Call if what ya want. Me having too much of a forgiving heart when it comes to Trenton, me having to much of an "awww everything he does is so cute" attitude when it comes to Trenton, or call it just stinkin' precious and cute like I have all day. Either way, once again, this little boy just made my day! Again...only Trenton!!
So, last night as I was putting Trenton to bed, I was explaining to him that when I tell him to clean his room today, I need him to do it without fussing and without me helping him because I have so much to get done today before heading out on vacation early tomorrow morning. And while in the mix of explaining this to him, I was explaining to him that when I tell him to get up in the morning (today) he really needs to get up and not be too sluggish on me because we had to be at the rental car place at 9 am in order to rent a car to drive on vacation.Cavaliers may be the best darn thing since sliced bread when it comes to gas mileage on road trips, but unfortunately, they don't exactly have the most leg room or trunk room for road trips. So a rental car was a must have this time around for a trip!! While telling him about the rental car, he started asking me "why can we not be late? do they only have one car?" knowing I shouldn't, I said "yep they just have one so whoever gets there first is the one that gets it!" Even though I lied, I wanted to make sure he knew how important it was for us to get there on time.. After telling him all of these important things we have to do today, he agreed that he would be good and do what he was told and after a kiss goodnight, and a good tucking in, I went to bed myself.
At 4 am, I was woke up by Trenton coming into my bedroom saying "maaaama, you're going to be so proud of me! I cleaned my room spotless all by myself!!" After realizing it is 4 am, I asked him what he was doing awake and he said " I just stayed up all night so I wouldn't make you late to go get the car in the morning!!" Without hesitating, I got onto him for staying up all night and told him to go get in the bed right then. He has pulled this staying up all night shenanigan a few times before and it always makes me feel so freaking bad. It worries me. Just knowing he was up all night without anybody up with him makes me feel bad.. and knowing he goes in the kitchen and gets a snack and stuff tears me up too because I can't help but think what if he went to get a snack and for some reason got choked on it? There I would be in the bed and have no clue it is happening.
Then, 5 am rolls around. Here comes Trenton. "Maaaaama, I have my shorts on, my shirt on, my flip flops on, my hat on, my watch on, and my sunglasses on!" Needless to say, this time I decided to go on and get up being it was obvious he still hadn't went to bed yet. And being I had just gotten good and asleep, when I rolled out of bed, I wasn't by no means in the best spirit! But when I came out into the living room and took one look at him, I instantly felt bad for having that hateful presence about me! There he stood with everything he mentioned on. He was the sweetest and cutest little thing standing there. He had on a pair of basketball jersey shorts that were black and gray, a t-shirt that was brown and orange horizontal striped, a navy ball cap, white aviator sunglasses, a Lego watch his uncle d bought him, and camouflage flip flops. It was almost like he was so mismatched, it was precious. Just looking at him and seeing everything that he picked out for himself to wear melted my heart! And along with his little get up he had picked out, he had drawings from his wrists to his shoulders. When I asked him what in the world he had done to his arms, he said "these are my cool tattoos!" again... only Trenton!! :) After talking to him about how proud I was that he took it upon himself to get dressed, and telling him how good he looked, I finally made my debut to his bedroom to see what his "spotless cleaning job" looked like. Boy, let me tell ya! When I opened his door and looked in, I was in such shock!! I couldn't believe it! He wasn't kidding! At all!! His room was SPOTLESS! He had put everything where it goes and not just shoved it all to the sides like he normally tries to do and tell me it is cleaned! He even had his bed spread pulled up to his pillows although it wasn't exactly wrinkle free. After seeing his room, and seeing him so mismatched it was almost pitiful, the anger from him staying up all night was gone. How in the world could I be mad at the little guy for doing everything that I had asked of him? Especially when he was being so sweet about it! Just hearing how proud he was in his own little soft voice pulled my heart strings!
And after sitting on the couch with him for a while watching cartoons, I had dozed back off. At 7 am, he says "mommy, wake up! you have to get dressed so we can be the first people to go get the car!" After waking back up and sitting on the couch a minute before heading to get a shower myself, Trenton looked at me and said "mommy are you proud that I did everything you wanted me to do? you told me to clean my room by myself and I did spotless, and you asked me to get up this morning without fussing to get dressed and I am already dressed, and I stayed up all night so that i wouldn't make you late to get the car today" Reassuring him that he made me the proudest, although it worried me that he stayed up all night by himself, I then felt horrible that I told him what I did about the car making him so worried we would be late.
Call if what ya want. Me having too much of a forgiving heart when it comes to Trenton, me having to much of an "awww everything he does is so cute" attitude when it comes to Trenton, or call it just stinkin' precious and cute like I have all day. Either way, once again, this little boy just made my day! Again...only Trenton!!
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Family + Fun = Florida
Summer! Finally!! For months now, all I have done is talked about how much I wished it would hurry up and get warm outside and voala! It is here and I am loving it! I love being able to get wear my pretty, frilly little ruffled tank tops, all of my summer sandals, and of course more than anything..yes you guessed it! Getting to spend the entire summer with Trenton! There is nothing better than all of hte quality time I get to spend with him during the summer months of no school!
Speaking of quality time, today, I had an invite from Trenton to go outside and help him fight off some imaginary pokemon characters! :) Needless to say, after about 20 minutes of fighting these creatures off with our little foam swords, and it being 90 degrees outside, we were wore out and ready to come back inside and be thankful for air conditioning! But I must say, we had a lot more fun out there than I had first imagined. I dont quite know my pokemon characters too well so when Trenton is asking me what I think about them almost all of the time, every now and then I may get a lucky guess and get the character right! Haha! But once I got out there today, and got into fight mode, I had a blast! In the end, I looked over at Trenton, and as he was hiding behind the big curly-Q slide on his play gym, I got tickled at the thought of wondering which of us was having more fun and who was into it more as I sat scrunched down behind the barrier wall by the garage with my eyes peeled looking for Palkia! Days like today, are the one's I live for!
Not only does the summer time chill me out by not having to be on such a strict schedule all of the time and allowing me to be the spontaneous person I am, I have noticed a huge difference in how Trenton has been acting also. It's almost as if his free spirit is back! Those last 2 months of school just seemed to drain him and make him so negative about going... He truly was ready to be out for summer!..Trust me, I heard it every single morning on the way to school "mama, I just cant wait until summer! I am tired of going to school! I wish you never signed me up for it!" yes, my child thinks that school is like signing him up for baseball or basketball! haha! Oh me, the things he comes up with! You gotta love him! And while he has been in such good spirits lately, he is still 8 and he still has his moments here and there. And speaking of which, I just have to let you in on two things that happened with him that was pitiful but sweet at the same time!
First, the other day, Trenton had a moment to where he just absolutely was not wanting to go to the store with me. He just was not having it! What can I say? He's your typical boy... hates shopping! He even says its for girls and not boys when he is trying to convince me of reasons he should not have to go. His little spell lasted for about 30 minutes and afterwards, I had decided to wait because a big storm was rolling in. Well, as the tv's started beeping with the weather bulletin's, Trenton came running into the kitchen where I was and started freaking out. Normally, storms dont really phase him. He will ask a few questions about what the bulletin means, and which is worse, a tornado warning or tornado watch, but he's pretty calm about it. Well this evening, as he was freaking out, I asked him "Trenton, honey, what in the world is the matter with you? It's just a storm buddy... it's just like all over the other one's we have been having. It's okay, just calm down. You know mommy isn't going to let anything happen to you!" And after spilling all of this out to him, he looked at me with the most worried face I believe I have ever seen on his face and said "Mommy, I'm just afraid that the storm might cause a tornado and kill us and you will go to heaven because you are so nice to me and I will just go to hell because of how I acted towards you earlier today about going to the store." When he told me this, my heart just fell to the floor for the little guy! I really truly felt so sorry or him and his little heart! But in order to make him feel better about it, I told him that if that was how he truly felt, then he should go pray about it and ask for forgiveness from God. And after telling him this, he said "really? i am right now!" and took off to his bedroom and prayed! And when he was finished, he came out and was at such ease and calmed down and back to my sweet little Trenton again!
And now for the 2nd story.... Trenton was staying with mom a few days ago, and the exact same thing happened with him and her as it did with me and him. Mom wanted to go to the store, and Trenton just wasn't going to have it. Although mom didn't back down and he was forced to go.... once they got back to her house, she decided that he was going to go outside and finish mowing the backyard, and as she told him this, he got extremely upset. When she asked him what was the matter, he explained to her that he was afraid for her to go mow because he was afraid that something would happen to the lawn mower and make her get hurt and make her die because of how he had acted earlier. Of course Nana didn't go mow, and talked to Trenton about it and got his nerves calmed but when she told me about it, I felt so bad for him again! I'm not sure what is going on with him making him think things like this are going to happen to the people he love? The only things I can think of is possibly he is at the age to where he realizes that it can happen... especially with his uncle d passing away this year whom he was extremely close to. And possibly because it seems like in the past, every day that he has had a moment to where he was acting ugly, he always ends up getting hurt those days. Whether it be stubbing his big toe, falling down while running, or whatever else you can imagine that happens to kids in every day life. And when these things happen and he gets frustrated from getting hurt, I had started bringing it to his attention that when he acts ugly we always have bad luck with intentions of making him stop and think before acting out. Maybe I brought it too his attention a little too well? I never had intentions of him getting anxiety over something happening to someone! Hopefully we can get this fear straightened out pretty soon because it really makes me feel bad for him! But, ever since these two days of being scared, he has been nothing but perfect! Don't get me wrong, Trenton is a very well behaved little boy and is very caring and considerate of others, but he is also your typical 8 yr old. He is going to have his days that aren't good just like the rest of us... he is just little more open to crying and letting it out compared to me who tends to think I should hold most of my stuff in.
Finally!!!! In a few days we will be taking our first family vacation! We are heading to Florida and I can not wait to sit on the beach and let every worry and stress free my mind while I have my toes in the sand, and watching Trenton smiling from ear to ear with excitement over being at the ocean! He loves the ocean! He is definitely like his mommy when it comes to loving to take trips and loving water!! And of course, likemost of the time ALWAYS, I am running behind on getting everything that needs to be done in order to get out of this town!! But, the thought of it being our first family trip really excites me. Being the floods last year, David and I didnt get to take our honeymoon which was just crushing at the time but we had agreed that we would take it this year and do our 1 yr wedding anniversary together. But the more I thought about going to the beach and not having Trenton with me the more the thought of doing our honeymoon as a family vacation came to mind, so here we are! Getting prepared to head out for our first family vacation!! But just like every day of my life, something makes me refer to my brother. The first time Trenton went to Florida was 2 years go when mom, Derek, me and Trenton went to florida for an 11 day vacation at disney world. Seriously, the best vacation of my life. We had never all been on a vacation together since we were younger, and never since Trenton had been born. And while I think of Derek being with us on Trenton's first trip, I think of me being with Derek my last time in Florida. I am by no means ashamed to have my brother on my mind 24/7 but I just wish I could do it with a smile on my face instead of getting upset over it. Hmm... obviously some things still need to be worked out wtih me.
So, with that being said, I am going to end this one so I don't go into all of the piled on emotions I still have dealing with my brother's death and get myself so worked up, that I won't even be able to sleep tonight... Guaranteed to be a major update with pics when we get back from our trip!!
Speaking of quality time, today, I had an invite from Trenton to go outside and help him fight off some imaginary pokemon characters! :) Needless to say, after about 20 minutes of fighting these creatures off with our little foam swords, and it being 90 degrees outside, we were wore out and ready to come back inside and be thankful for air conditioning! But I must say, we had a lot more fun out there than I had first imagined. I dont quite know my pokemon characters too well so when Trenton is asking me what I think about them almost all of the time, every now and then I may get a lucky guess and get the character right! Haha! But once I got out there today, and got into fight mode, I had a blast! In the end, I looked over at Trenton, and as he was hiding behind the big curly-Q slide on his play gym, I got tickled at the thought of wondering which of us was having more fun and who was into it more as I sat scrunched down behind the barrier wall by the garage with my eyes peeled looking for Palkia! Days like today, are the one's I live for!
Not only does the summer time chill me out by not having to be on such a strict schedule all of the time and allowing me to be the spontaneous person I am, I have noticed a huge difference in how Trenton has been acting also. It's almost as if his free spirit is back! Those last 2 months of school just seemed to drain him and make him so negative about going... He truly was ready to be out for summer!..Trust me, I heard it every single morning on the way to school "mama, I just cant wait until summer! I am tired of going to school! I wish you never signed me up for it!" yes, my child thinks that school is like signing him up for baseball or basketball! haha! Oh me, the things he comes up with! You gotta love him! And while he has been in such good spirits lately, he is still 8 and he still has his moments here and there. And speaking of which, I just have to let you in on two things that happened with him that was pitiful but sweet at the same time!
First, the other day, Trenton had a moment to where he just absolutely was not wanting to go to the store with me. He just was not having it! What can I say? He's your typical boy... hates shopping! He even says its for girls and not boys when he is trying to convince me of reasons he should not have to go. His little spell lasted for about 30 minutes and afterwards, I had decided to wait because a big storm was rolling in. Well, as the tv's started beeping with the weather bulletin's, Trenton came running into the kitchen where I was and started freaking out. Normally, storms dont really phase him. He will ask a few questions about what the bulletin means, and which is worse, a tornado warning or tornado watch, but he's pretty calm about it. Well this evening, as he was freaking out, I asked him "Trenton, honey, what in the world is the matter with you? It's just a storm buddy... it's just like all over the other one's we have been having. It's okay, just calm down. You know mommy isn't going to let anything happen to you!" And after spilling all of this out to him, he looked at me with the most worried face I believe I have ever seen on his face and said "Mommy, I'm just afraid that the storm might cause a tornado and kill us and you will go to heaven because you are so nice to me and I will just go to hell because of how I acted towards you earlier today about going to the store." When he told me this, my heart just fell to the floor for the little guy! I really truly felt so sorry or him and his little heart! But in order to make him feel better about it, I told him that if that was how he truly felt, then he should go pray about it and ask for forgiveness from God. And after telling him this, he said "really? i am right now!" and took off to his bedroom and prayed! And when he was finished, he came out and was at such ease and calmed down and back to my sweet little Trenton again!
And now for the 2nd story.... Trenton was staying with mom a few days ago, and the exact same thing happened with him and her as it did with me and him. Mom wanted to go to the store, and Trenton just wasn't going to have it. Although mom didn't back down and he was forced to go.... once they got back to her house, she decided that he was going to go outside and finish mowing the backyard, and as she told him this, he got extremely upset. When she asked him what was the matter, he explained to her that he was afraid for her to go mow because he was afraid that something would happen to the lawn mower and make her get hurt and make her die because of how he had acted earlier. Of course Nana didn't go mow, and talked to Trenton about it and got his nerves calmed but when she told me about it, I felt so bad for him again! I'm not sure what is going on with him making him think things like this are going to happen to the people he love? The only things I can think of is possibly he is at the age to where he realizes that it can happen... especially with his uncle d passing away this year whom he was extremely close to. And possibly because it seems like in the past, every day that he has had a moment to where he was acting ugly, he always ends up getting hurt those days. Whether it be stubbing his big toe, falling down while running, or whatever else you can imagine that happens to kids in every day life. And when these things happen and he gets frustrated from getting hurt, I had started bringing it to his attention that when he acts ugly we always have bad luck with intentions of making him stop and think before acting out. Maybe I brought it too his attention a little too well? I never had intentions of him getting anxiety over something happening to someone! Hopefully we can get this fear straightened out pretty soon because it really makes me feel bad for him! But, ever since these two days of being scared, he has been nothing but perfect! Don't get me wrong, Trenton is a very well behaved little boy and is very caring and considerate of others, but he is also your typical 8 yr old. He is going to have his days that aren't good just like the rest of us... he is just little more open to crying and letting it out compared to me who tends to think I should hold most of my stuff in.
Finally!!!! In a few days we will be taking our first family vacation! We are heading to Florida and I can not wait to sit on the beach and let every worry and stress free my mind while I have my toes in the sand, and watching Trenton smiling from ear to ear with excitement over being at the ocean! He loves the ocean! He is definitely like his mommy when it comes to loving to take trips and loving water!! And of course, like
So, with that being said, I am going to end this one so I don't go into all of the piled on emotions I still have dealing with my brother's death and get myself so worked up, that I won't even be able to sleep tonight... Guaranteed to be a major update with pics when we get back from our trip!!
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