Only Me...part 2

So yeah, this morning was just like every other morning. I arrived at work around 8:00, parked in the garage and walked to the building. I got on the elevator with 4 other people, 2 of which were men, so of course they let us ladies on first. I was the first off the elevator when we got to the 4th floor. So I walk to my desk, sit down and work until around 9 when I go into my boss's office for a chat. We chat and then head out to the break room for coffee. As I'm walking out of the office, my boss (and best friend) says "ummmmmm, Becky" and I say "ummmmm, what?".
He then walks over to me and pulls not one, but two knee highs off my shirt. That's right...two knee highs in the perfect X formation had been stuck to the back of my shirt all morning. Now you KNOW those men I got on the elevator with saw it...as did everyone else I came in contact with before 9:00.

Sigh...only me

Easter Pictures

Seems I forgot to do my Easter post. Oops! Easter Sunday was absolutely gorgeous! Julia woke up and discovered the Easter bunny had left her a basket, and she was very excited! We ate dangerous amounts of candy, and then got ready for church. Here's the lovely lady before heading out the door:
We had a lovely sermon at church, and then the teenagers hid eggs for the little kids to find. Julia had a great time, and my heart was warmed by what I saw in the playground: all of the bigger kids obviously found all the eggs before the little kids even got out there good. I could tell the little ones were upset, but then I noticed the older kids taking the eggs out of their baskets and placing them on the ground close to the little ones. I almost cried it was so sweet. I would have never expected them to do something like that. But Julia, and all the other 2 year olds were so happy and just had a blast after that. =)

Thanks a lot, Jules

Sigh...are there no secrets any more? Can no one be trusted?

Last night, Julia woke up screaming at the top of her lungs. Usually, David sleeps (or pretends to) right through the middle of the night wake up calls, but for some reason he got up for this one. I heard him make his way into her room, and then as he got right to her crib, I heard her yell
"NO, I WANT MY REAL DAD"
Geez, thanks a lot Julia. You weren't supposed to say anything.
Hahahahaha I have laughed about that one all day.

Worst-Cousin-Ever Award

And the award goes to...drum roll please...me!!! Ugh. So my little cousin (well, she's not really that little anymore, she's 24) and I have always been close. I mean, we don't hang out much, but we are close. Recently she got admitted into the hospital with the flu, and because she's diabetic, things were a lot worse for her. She ended up having to stay for 5 days. She got merca (is that right?) and it was just bad. Well, I stayed away. I didn't go see her because I was afraid of Julia catching the flu. If it had just been me, I would have been there, but I didn't want Julia to catch that. So I didn't go. Well, I learned tonight that she was very hurt that no one in my family came to see her until yesterday (the day she was discharged). I can't blame her, I would have been hurt too. She said that she didn't blame me for not coming, but I could just tell that she really didn't mean it. She even threw in there that her dad's family were there the day she got admited. And that is bad...cause they are worthless. I simply feel horrible. And I know her mom has got to be mad about it too, because she is very protective of her, and will get upset if anyone hurts her. And I worry so much about not having anybody mad at me. I can't stand the thought of them being upset with me. Ugh!

William Eschenbach

You know, we take things for granted. We always assume there will be tomorrow to tell our children how much we love them and how proud we are to be their parents. I find myself doing that all the time. Well, not so much the telling Julia how much I love her part, but putting off doing stuff with her until tomorrow. She'll want to play or something at night and I'm so busy doing all my social stuff that I tell her "just a minute". Well what if there's not another minute.

Yesterday evening, the local news broke into my television program to report that a little boy in my city was missing. He was only 2 years old and it appears his older sister opened the gate while they were in the back yard playing and he took off. The mom had stepped inside to tend to the infant baby she had. And just like that, he was gone. His back yard backed up to 200 acres of woods, and the Tyger River was only a mile back. They put out a call for volunteers, and my heart was warmed by the number of people that showed up to help the little boy. Over 500 people was the last report I heard. Unfortunately, the emergency personnel only ended up letting 28 people help. They said that having too many people would hender their search efforts. My husband was one of the people that showed up, only to be turned away. But that's not really the point. The crews searched all night long and into this morning.

The local sheriff let us all know that they found little William this morning around 11:30 in the Tyger River. The dogs followed his tracks right up to the river edge. This child, this innocent, precious boy just jumped right in. They found an area not too far away where he had stopped to play. We were all watching the live feed on the internet at work. I just sat there and sobbed. I can't even begin to imagine what this mother is going through. And the little sister that opened the gate. I hope that she doesn't have to carry that guilt around with her as long as she lives. I'm not sure how old she is, so I don't know if this is something that she'll remember the details of. I hope not.

This story breaks my heart. William is the same age as Julia, so this really hit close to home. I can see her doing that...being so carefree, and just knowing that she's untouchable, and that someone will be there to catch her. I pray that God took William's soul before he had to suffer in that water.

So needless to say, I held Julia a little tighter tonight. I didn't get frustrated when she wanted to play while I was trying to Facebook. I held her a little longer when rocking her before bed. I love that little girl with all of my heart.

God bless William and his family.

What Did You Say??

Two year old...it's like another language. Here are some of my favorites from my favorite 2 1/2 year old!!!

"Nanks!" = Thanks

"Bopple" = Apple

"Blanklet" = Blanket

"Excue Me" - Excuse Me

You know, I had a whole list of these prepared in my head. I guess that's what I get for thinking I could remember them!! So hopefully the rest will come back to me, and I'll gladly update :)

Happy Valentine's Day

My hubby is quite the romantic one! Ok, so maybe only on the holidays, but he certainly does well when they roll around. Yesterday morning, I was paged down to the front desk for a delivery. And when I got there, these were waiting for me: The picture isn’t very good, but the roses and vase are absolutely beautiful!! And they sure are making my work area smell wonderful!

And here are the flowers from last Valentines Day, since I wasn’t blogging back then…

(pay no attention to the collage of an adorable baby behind them)

Hope your day was great and romantic!