November 20, 2010

  • Nanny is off this weekend.

    So I’m packing my son in our little, white Prius soon and taking her back to Monterey Park. Mom called and said she’s coming over with my aunt and going along with us so we can go out and do some shopping.  Sounds like a good plan to me, except that I don’t want to spend too much money.  Buuuuut, it is after all nearing the holidays.  I’ve also been wanting a Karaoke system for some time now.  The kind where all the songs are already preset into the Karaoke box and it comes with a song menu in leather bound three ring binder.  I guess even if I don't buy it, it's still fun to go check it out.  We’ll see. 

    Caleb slept with us last night and woke up around 6:30 this morning.  Of course the 1st thing he wanted to do was play.  But I still wanted to sleep.  I tried to make him snooze, like the alarm clock.  But that didn’t go very well.  I think he got louder.  I brought the bottle upstairs with me last night along with his formula.  That way I can just give it to him and steal another oh 3 minutes?  Eh. 

    We got out of bed around 7:00, dressed Caleb, dressed myself.  Mornings are chilly now, so I turned on the heat for a bit.  Caleb was still hungry, so I made him some french toast, healthy style.  Used one egg, added a little milk, dipped my homemade bread in it on both sides, sprayed the pan with some PAM (olive oil spray), grilled up the french toast, sprinkled a tiny bit of white sugar on it, and cut it into little squares for the little boy.  His favorite.  My favorite too.  My mom used to make this for me when I was little.  I used to add a TON of sugar on it, and just lick off the sugar.  LOL.          I love how little things here and there with Caleb brings back so many memories from my own childhood.  Then followed with a little bit of sadness how fast time passes.  In a way I kind of feel like this is my second chance to enjoy the things I took for granted in my earlier years.

     

Comments (5)

  • It amazes me how much we have in common. I say all the time that my son is God's way of letting me make up what I missed out on with my daughter. Don't get me wrong, I raised her. I was 19 though and so self absorbed. I let the days pass as though she would be little forever. I woke up one day though and bam, she was a young lady. Makes me very sad. We have a great relationship but I so wish I had been smart enough to cherish every little moment.

    Have you ever tried cinnamon toast? It is sooo good. My momma used to make it for me when I was a kid!

    I've wanted a karoke machine forever. They are so neat, a friend of ours has one. We talked about getting one before summer so we could take it camping with us at the campground :) Hope you enjoy your day.

  • @fortheloveofblogging - oh yes! cinnamon IS good! I think I have some cinnamon at home,... next time I'll sprinkle some on too.  Makes me wanna make a cup of hot chocolate for the winter too. 

    yeah, I think over the years I've started feeling sad/scared .. everything at the same time how fast time passes us by.  The time we have with our parents.. our kids...              I think i'm kind of extreme though.  Not sure if that is a good thing or not.  With the exception of you....but everyone else around me kind of acknowledges that time passes fast.. but it's almost like they don't truly feel it; how precious the time we have is.  OR it could be the kind of work i do.. i'm always around old people.. or i interact with sick people... scares me.

  • I too sometimes feel extreme but then I figure that is what makes me so grateful and appreciative. I suppose your job could have something to do with it but I swear I think it is just us with pure hearts and souls that feel it.

  • @fortheloveofblogging - you're right.. it does make me really appreciate so much more and so grateful for so many more things.

    It's funny, I think not long ago, I actualy googled, "fear of growing old"... just to see what would come up.  There's actually a name for that phobia.  I don't have fear as in my looks or skin aging.. Its all the same for me; time, and the time I have with my loved ones.  Could be I'm an only child and I always feel alone regardless.  The fact that parents will one day pass on, and kids will one day grow up doesn't help.  hahaha..

  • @My_Enigma_Heart - How funny, I'm an only child too!

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