Monday, February 8, 2016

Chinese New Year with Jocelyn

So Lj got a date with Grandpa and Tay Tay on Friday night and wandered into Justice.  Grandpa gave Tay his credit card and instructions on one outfit... well two outfits later... this is one of the dresses.  :)  Super cute and Grandpa couldn't resist.  (I warned him ahead of time). 

 She had to wear it even though it was cold.  We packed up and headed to the Chinese community center for the Chinese New Year, Year of the Monkey celebration.  It was a beautiful day!  We wandered around and saw the sites and had to get our picture taken in the dragon.  ;) 

Met some new friends to swing with. 

 And got to see the dragon dances. 

And we finished it off with getting her face painted with a rabbit.  She was born the year of the rabbit.  :)

We had a great day enjoying the Chinese New Year.  :)

My Date with Joe

When I saw that the Globetrotters  were coming to Houston I knew that I had to get tickets.  I had a groupon ready but I asked a good friend of mine (who knows people in ticketing) if he could get me tickets and he was happy to oblige.  We had great seats with a great view of the show.  It was an afternoon show and mom watch Jocelyn. 

 The players did not disappoint!  Joe loved them! 
Afterwards, we went over to the auto show to thank my friend, Matt, for the tickets and to check out all of the cool cars.  Joe loves the Lamborghini's. 

 Momma loves the Audi SUV.  :)

Lamborgini still wins.  ;)
 We wish we could have sat in some of them, but it was still super cool. 
We had such a great date...  he held my hand and gave me lots of kisses, just like normal.  I love the one on one time I get with each of them.  I made sure and took LJ to get her nails done too.  :)  My dates with the princess are definitely different but equally as wonderful.  

 My little people are growing up so fast, I remind myself to savor each and every moment. 

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Phone pics from Port Aransas

Liz, Erica, Jennifer and I decided to do a beach trip right before the kids went back to school.  We rented a house in Port Aransas, Texas and loaded up on Friday morning and headed South.  The house was about four blocks from the beach and was beautiful... didn't have the amenities we thought it would (like a wine opener and sufficient glasses)... but it worked for four mama's and six kids.  

Our first morning we made breakfast and took a pre-beach selfie. 

Me and my monkeys

Jennifer and I after the beach and before we went to dinner.  We might have had a few cocktails and she may or may not have refused to get actual dressed.  There may or may not have been a lot of laughter involved in this afternoon. 
Goofy dinner selfie
Day two at the beach... our sand people.  

Everyone else decided to go ahead and pack up Sunday afternoon...  I decided to stay one more night with my two.  I had a great time with the girls but this one night with my two is very very precious to me.  We had ice cream... 
saw the shark... 
and took a long walk on the beach together. 

And Monday morning we woke up and gathered our stuff and headed back home via the ferry to Aransas Pass. 

It was chaotic at times but this one weekend the summer before school started with three of my besties... I will treasure forever.  These are memories that you carry with you and remind you how much a good group of women can sustain you when times are tough.  I've been blessed with many many women I can call friends and mentors...  and ultimately... family.  

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Dear Joe

Dear Joe, 

I am way late on this birthday letter and for that, I apologize.  I needed the right words to express what "Eight" means to me.  You are eight years old.  I don't know how this keeps happening because I distinctly remember you being an infant and a toddler and a big boy and now my little man...  but HOW is it possible that it was almost 9 years ago that I was pregnant with you.  Wondering who you would look like and how you would turn out and what traits you would get from your daddy and which ones from me.  Would you be left handed or right handed?  Would you be more interested in sports or the arts.  All of those things that new mom's daydream about when they feel you kick and move inside them.  We dream FOR you and we dream OF you.  We learn what it's like to truly stop thinking about ourselves and think for this little miracle happening inside us.  

I've watched you develop each year a little bit more and a little bit more...  each step showing me who you are and the man you will become.  Each of your life experiences shaping you and turning you into who you will always be.  

You have always looked like your daddy.  Of course, there is a bit of me in you too...  but you look so much like your daddy.  You have his eyes and his smile and a bit of his stubbornness too.  When you set your mind to doing something you set your chin and there is no changing your mind... at least not without a fight.  

You are definitely your mama's boy and there is nothing wrong with loving your mama.  I hope that in loving your mom you learn a bit of the soft side.  You learn that cherishing and being cherished are as important as being strong.  That hugging someone can make the biggest worries not as burdensome and can also be a way to share the greatest joys.  You love to cuddle, always have and I adore it.  I won't get those cuddles forever and I will savor each and every one of them.  


You love lego men....  not the actual lego's...  but the little men.  Your imagination is fantastic and something to celebrate.  You have always been able to take your trains and your cars and sit on the floor and play for hours in whatever make believe world you have going on.  Whether it be a fake vacuum, train cars, matchbox cars or lego men. 

Sports... it started with baseball (which didn't go well the first year... think pirouettes on the field lol).  Then we moved home to Houston and got you involved with Coach Randy's team.  Now...  you play anything with a ball.  Baseball, Soccer, basketball, kickball, dodgeball and football.  It seems that basketball is your current favorite though. 

 You are such an amazing young man.  I love to watch you learn and grow.  You are figuring out what works for you and what doesn't.  You make mistakes and you learn from them.  You care, you cry, you laugh and you get angry... and each of those emotions are plainly written on your handsome face.  Joy shines in your eyes and your giggles are contagious.  

 Since you have started Kindergarten, we have taken a selfie whenever I drive you to school.  We get into the drop off line, you undo your seatbelt and we do a selfie.  :) 

You are my handsome little man.  You are my heart.  You are my miracle and I love you more than words can ever express.  Joseph Bruce Davis, you are my love and I can't believe you are EIGHT.  

I love you, 

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