Thursday, May 29, 2008

...because that's what Grandmommies do!

Grandmommies are a special type of people. They make things great when no one else can. Well, our's does anyway. They even allow pictures to be taken of them when they are doing crazy things when said actions are being done for the grandbabies. (See exhibit A)

Exhibit A:

Why is Grandmommy raking underneath the trailer? Because that is where Bryan's ball went. And when the grandbabies want the ball, grandmommy gets the ball. (Because that's what Grandmommies do!)


But they also do many other things:


Like cuddle,


Blow kisses,


And spoil those babies rotten...


But of all the grandmommies, I'd have to say ours is the best!

(I love you mom--you were on my mind tonight and I just wanted to let you know how much we appreciate our 'Grandmommy'.)

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

The Luckiest Toys


Things change after you become a parent. Drastically. Everything from how you behave to who you choose to surround youself with because you know that in the end, everything you do somehow affects your child. Another thing that changes is the way you view the world. Not until I was a parent did I watch the movie "Toy Story". But after having watched the movie, I sometimes look at the toys as though they too have feelings. And last night after walking in to my boys' room and seeing this sight I immediately thought how lucky these toys were to have been chosen above all the other toys to receive such grand treatment. Not only did they receive a personal bedtime story, but they were hand-picked by one of the most special people in my life. And in my opinion, that makes these two toys the luckiest toys in the box!
To my sweet, sweet Bryan: You are truly a joy, my son--and cute as can be. I love you more than I can even express...from here to the stars!!!

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Get Ready...Get Set...


Well, she hasn't gone anywhere, yet. But Elysa is ready and set. This picture is from last night when she pushed up with her arms and got her knees underneath her. Before long, I'll add "GO" to the title. But for now, I'll just savor the days of hearing only 6 little feet pitter-pattering in and out of the kitchen...

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Thursday, May 22, 2008

Prayer for the Chapmans

Please pray for Steven Curtis Chapman and his family today and throughout the weeks to come. They are grieving the tragic loss of their 5-year-old daughter. Thank you, in advance, for lifting up the family as you pray today.

Heavenly Father,
YOU are the Mighty Comforter, The Prince of Peace, the Hand of Mercy and of Grace. Today one of YOUR faithful servants is experiencing a great loss and an undeniable pain that only YOU can heal. As always, I am comforted in the thought that YOU knew of this tragedy before it ever unfolded in our lives and that YOU were not caught offguard as we were. I pray that YOU comfort this family in a way that only YOU can. Thank YOU, God, for walking with the Chapman's during this troubled time. YOU are amazing, God. I love you......Amen!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Now I Know!

I don't carry a purse. I have never really carried a purse. My daughter? She carries a purse. Everywhere. So today, I thought it might be fun to have my 2-year-old daughter teach me a thing or two about what a lady carries in a purse. (If I have any guy readers, you might find this interesting too.) So, here is what I learned...in pictures, no less. Enjoy!
Lydia, can you show me what is so important that a lady must tote it around with her everywhere she goes?

Sure, Mommy. First, no purse is complete without a matching set of condiments. You see, you never know when you might come across a hamburger that needs a little mustard and ketchup.

Then you have to think about what might happen if you are at a cook out and the chef forgot to get buns. That's why I always carry an extra hot dog bun in my purse!

And just to be on the safe side, I like to carry a fork in my purse. But not all girls are as prepared as I am. Some don't carry a fork. But that's up to you.

And if there's extra room, I like to carry a Sonic tater-tot toy for those boring car rides. But as you can see, with all the necessities, sometimes it's hard to fit in the fun stuff. So, pack smartly!

...And now I know! I guess a fork would be pretty rough to carry in your back pocket! :)

Our Tiny Graduate

On Monday, Dylan had his Kindergarten Celebration program at school. For whatever politically correct reason, they no longer call it a "graduation" program. Nonetheless, they were still issued "diplomas" and "awards", so I still call him my graduate! Once again, I had a terrible "tragedy." As I sat down and watched my little boy walk in, I realized that I had FORGOTTEN MY CAMERA! Arrrrghhhh! Luckily, one of my Sunday School friends was there taking pictures of her little one, so I asked her to snap a couple of pics of Dylan for me, which she did. (Thanks again, Katina!) Here are the pictures that she sent me:

There were 2 separate programs for the Kindergarteners. This program was for 3 of the 5 classes. It worked out really well because the kids were easily able to find the parents in the smaller crowd. Dylan's class is in the orange.


Dylan is reading the "cue cards" for one of the songs they were singing, which explains the silly face. :)


Dylan receiving his "diploma" from the greatest kindergarten teacher ever. EVER!

...I remember (like it was yesterday) holding him for the very first time more than 5 years ago. My, my how they grow up so incredibly fast!

To my tiny graduate: Dylan, I am so proud of you and all that you accomplished this year in school! As always, you have made me proud! I love you from here to the stars!!!

Sunday, May 18, 2008

A lock-in for Bryan

Last night, Dylan and Bryan went to Cordova Taekwondo for a lock-in. This was the second lock-in Dylan has gone to, but it was a first for Bryan. Within the first 5 minutes, Bryan was crying because the instructor blew his whistle and it scared him. But we let him stay nonetheless. It was not an overnight lock-in, it was just 5 hours so I felt comfortable to let him stay. When we went to pick up the boys, we asked how Bryan did, and they told us that he had earned a new name "bubble wrap." Apparently, Bryan was the smallest one there and he kept hanging with the big kids who were rough housing around. Bryan kept getting trampled, crying, and then jumping right back in the action. So one of the kids said that they needed to wrap him in bubble wrap so he wouldn't get hurt and the name just stuck! Depsite all the "injuries", Bryan "bubble wrap" Godsey said he had a great time and wants to go to another "taekwondo party" next weekend!



I snapped this picture right as I walked in to pick up the boys.






Also, this weekend we signed Bryan up for fall soccer. So, sometime in August he will have his first practice with games soon to follow (along with pictures, of course!)

In the words of Eddie Murphy:




"My girl wants to potty all the time, potty all the time, potty all the time."



Lydia has been using the potty now for about a week and she is doing so well! She does great at school and has even used the potty a couple of times this weekend. I'm sure she will not be happy with me posting this picture of her when she gets a little older, but she's just so stinkin' cute!


Way to go sweet girl! Mommy and Daddy are so proud of you!

Thursday, May 15, 2008

"Field Day with Dylan"

Monday, Dylan and his class had "Field Day" at school. Grandmommy went and was able to get some great pictures of the day. It looks like everyone had a really great time. Thanks, Grandmommy all the pictures! They are wonderful!!!

"Picnic with Dylan"
"Soccer with Dylan"


"Paper, Scissor, Rock with Dylan"

"The rest of the class with Dylan"

"The photographer (AKA Grandmommy) with Dylan"

And just for the record, there were no tears involved!

Saturday, May 10, 2008

T-Ball, Parties, Hair Cuts and Tornados

What do they all have in common? Nothing really, it just sounded good. =)

Urgh, what a terrible feeling. This morning David got up with all the kids and let me sleep in a little (Thanks, dear). It was so nice. When I got up around 9ish, I relaxed for a bit with the family and around 9:45 David decided to go get breakfast. So, When he left, I began cleaning the kitchen, never once thinking about the T-Ball game I was supposed to have Dylan at this morning at 10. His very first t-ball game--EVER. David was gone with the van, I was not dressed to go to the ballpark, I had all 4 kids, and no way to get them where I needed to be 10 minutes ago. BUT, once again the world's greatest Grandmommy came to the rescue! She left the ballpark (where she was watching everyone else's grand kids playing ball because her's never showed up) and came over to get Dylan. He finally arrived at the bottom of the 1st inning and was able to play. And after David returned I was able to get out there to see the 2nd half of the game. At least I have a few pictures of his first t-ball game. (?)

And if you are wondering where the title came from...Dylan also got his hair cut today, went to a birthday party, and we had some pretty bad weather tonight. So there you have it. T-Ball, Parties, Hair Cuts and Tornados.

Hot Tears

Last night Dylan and I were talking about how he only has two more weeks of school (geez--my not-so-little baby is growing up too fast). This conversation led to Dylan telling me about his "field day" coming up on Monday. And it was in this conversation that I was introduced to a very new Dylanism.

hot tears (n) The colorless saline moisture excreted by the sweat glands. Used in exact context:

Dylan: On Monday, I need to wear my orange class shirt, take a hat, a water bottle, and a rag to wipe my tears.

Mommy, (Rethinking whether or not to let him participate in field day if there will be tears involved): Are they expecting you to cry on field day?

Dylan: No, not those tears. HOT tears.

Mommy, (Trying very hard, now, not to laugh): What are hot tears?

Dylan, (as he wipes his hand across his forehead): You know, when the little tears come out on your face when you get hot.

How great is that?! Hot tears. Now if that didn't make you giggle...

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Growin' Like a Weed

Yesterday, Elysa went to the doctor fpr her 4 month check up. David took her, so I missed all the terrible shots (Sorry sweet girl.) But all in all, our baby girl is looking good. She weighed 15 lbs, 2 oz and was in the 75th percentile in all of her measurements (for whatever that's worth). She's healthy and that's what matters most. She's also beautiful (note picture below). :)

Hi-Five...They came in!

I ordered some impressions of my kids little hands from Little Lasting Impressions about six weeks ago and they finally came in today. I am so excited--they turned out SO GOOD. I know they will look so much better when I get them up, but I just was so excited to show them off. Here is a picture of the finished products.

***And for those that ordered prints from my home last month, I am told that they will be ready tomorrow (Friday). I plan on picking them up tomorrow afternoon and I'll get them to you right away!

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Apples Don't Fall Far...


What have I done?! I've cloned another little me. (Hehe) This was the only picture I could get of Lydia last night, because after the flash she was doing her signature "cheese" pose. But before the picture, she was dancing, clapping, laughing and singing along (in her own language, of course) to American Idol. And she couldn't sit on the couch...No, that was too far away. She pulled out a pack of diapers and made her own 'front row' seat. It was really too cute if I am allowed to say so myself. :)

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Blessed Beyond Measure


"Where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them."

–Matt. 18:20

Last night after our Bible study, while we were saying prayers, I looked over at my family and saw my husband and my kids all with their hands folded and their heads bowed in prayer. It was a picture I wanted always to remember. So tonight, I grabbed my camera before we started our Bible study and tonight during prayer, I was able to snap this shot of Dylan leading us in prayer. (Bryan must have heard me--as you can see he is peeking through his hands.) It is times like this that I realize that I am so very blessed.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Feliz Cuatro de Mayo

Tonight we celebrated "el Cuatro de Mayo" with Kaylie and her family. We all met at the same restaraunt that we ate at last year for "Cinco de Mayo". Unfortunately, our schedule will not allow us the opportunity to celebrate "Cinco de Mayo" this year, so we opted to celebrate the often overlooked "Cuatro de Mayo".

Bryan and his newest heart throb.

Dylan and Daddy appear to be planning some mischief.

Kaylie and Lydia have celebrated the event for two years in a row! Such good friends.

Elysa slept through it all, but she was there. :)

Meanwhile, Dylan and Mr. Jeremy try to settle up on the tab. Dylan--always involved in the financial aspect of things.

Thanks guys for doing dinner with us--it was great fun, as always!

Daddy's Biggest Fans

David played softball last night with the church's men's team. They were creamed by the other team, but it was fun to watch daddy play ball! He had the biggest cheering section out of all the players. :) Everyone knew who we were there to watch! Such a fun Saturday night...

Daddy "Babe Ruth" Godsey

Dylan congratulates Daddy as he heads back to the dugout after scoring a run.

"GO DADDY!"

Take me out to the ballgame, take out me with the crowd. Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack...

Saturday, May 3, 2008

The Bald & The Beautiful



We recently switched pediatricians just a few months before Elysa was born. Not that our former pediatrician was bad, we just found (after a desperate weekend clinic appointment) we liked our new pediatrician so much better. She has not been caught off guard once with our concerns or questions. She has an answer for everything! In addition to providing answers, she also tells us what to expect from our children from the time of the appointment until our next scheduled checkup. And to date, she has hit the nail on the head every time. Most recently, she told us at our 2 month checkup that Elysa's hair would fall out before her next check up and to not "get attached" to it. "Nah" I thought. "If she still has this hair now, she won't lose it." I've known lots of little babies to be born with hair and not lose it. But our 4 month checkup is coming up on Wednesday, and as predicted, out little girl has nothing but fuzz on her tiny head. Even still, she is about as pretty as they come.