My thoughts on the journey of life (parenting, Chron's, reading, cooking, hobbies, and whatever else comes along).
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Sweet Singing
Todd or I usually sing the Hush Little Baby song before bed (you know hush little baby, don't say a word; papa's going to buy you a mocking bird). The past two nights Erik sang the song a long with me. It was so sweet.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Chick-Fil-A & the Leeds Police Are My Heros
Erik and I decided to go to Chick-Fil-A on Friday for lunch because it was Cow Appreciation Day. We donned cow ears and spots (if you wore cow stuff you got a free entre). When I was unbuckling Erik from his car seat, the cow ears started blowing away. I pushed the door partially closed to chase after the cow ears, and when I did the door shut all the way with the keys, my cell phone, purse, and ERIK inside, and of course, the car was locked.
I immediately ran into Chick-Fil-A and told an employee, a very nice older gentlemen named Larry (I think Larry is a manager). Larry sprung into action. He told the owner he was headed outside. He sent another employee, a very sweet lady whose name I didn't catch, out with me. We stood outside the car and made faces and talked to Erik so he would stop crying. Larry called the Leeds Police and came outside with wet paper towels in hand. He stood by the trunk of my car so the Leeds Police would know where to stop. A few minutes later (it seemed like an eternity but it probably wasn't any more than a five minutes) the Police Man showed up. He used a plastic wedge and a metal rod and had the door open in seconds.
Once Erik was out, Larry had me take off Erik's hat and wipe his face with the wet paper towel. Erik cried because he loves his hat, so we put his hat back on. We thanked everyone, and Larry declared free ice cream for Erik. Then we all went inside and continued Cow Appreciation Day.
It was so extraordinary for Chick-Fil-A to send two employees out to the parking lot with me when the store was covered up with customers (Erik and I got the last parking spot in the lot). Not only that Larry took the time to make sure that the girl who took my order knew to get Erik ice cream, and Larry and the lady who came to the car with me came to check on Erik several times while we ate.
Erik loved the ice cream and was afraid of the cow. He did manage to give the cow a high-five and tell him "Happy Birthday."
Needless to say, I owe Leeds Police and Chick-Fil-A thank you notes.
I am certainly thankful that God gave me peace and calm through it all too. It was like as the situation was happening God was giving me clear thoughts about what to do at each step. When the door closed, God gave me the thought to check all the doors. When they were locked, he gave me the thought to go and tell someone behind the counter at Chick-Fil-A (appologies to the lady I nearly ran over going to the counter). He gave me clear thoughts to go immediately back to the car and talk to Erik to keep him calm. He also gave me clear thought about what to do if the police could not be there quick enough.
So, I guess that mom "right of passage" is complete. I am ready for a vacation.
I immediately ran into Chick-Fil-A and told an employee, a very nice older gentlemen named Larry (I think Larry is a manager). Larry sprung into action. He told the owner he was headed outside. He sent another employee, a very sweet lady whose name I didn't catch, out with me. We stood outside the car and made faces and talked to Erik so he would stop crying. Larry called the Leeds Police and came outside with wet paper towels in hand. He stood by the trunk of my car so the Leeds Police would know where to stop. A few minutes later (it seemed like an eternity but it probably wasn't any more than a five minutes) the Police Man showed up. He used a plastic wedge and a metal rod and had the door open in seconds.
Once Erik was out, Larry had me take off Erik's hat and wipe his face with the wet paper towel. Erik cried because he loves his hat, so we put his hat back on. We thanked everyone, and Larry declared free ice cream for Erik. Then we all went inside and continued Cow Appreciation Day.
It was so extraordinary for Chick-Fil-A to send two employees out to the parking lot with me when the store was covered up with customers (Erik and I got the last parking spot in the lot). Not only that Larry took the time to make sure that the girl who took my order knew to get Erik ice cream, and Larry and the lady who came to the car with me came to check on Erik several times while we ate.
Erik loved the ice cream and was afraid of the cow. He did manage to give the cow a high-five and tell him "Happy Birthday."
Needless to say, I owe Leeds Police and Chick-Fil-A thank you notes.
I am certainly thankful that God gave me peace and calm through it all too. It was like as the situation was happening God was giving me clear thoughts about what to do at each step. When the door closed, God gave me the thought to check all the doors. When they were locked, he gave me the thought to go and tell someone behind the counter at Chick-Fil-A (appologies to the lady I nearly ran over going to the counter). He gave me clear thoughts to go immediately back to the car and talk to Erik to keep him calm. He also gave me clear thought about what to do if the police could not be there quick enough.
So, I guess that mom "right of passage" is complete. I am ready for a vacation.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Big Boy Bed and Socks
Erik loves to put his socks on his hands. I don't know if he is pretending the sock is a puppet or what. Today, he got a pair of Todd's socks and put a sock on his hand. He made me put the other sock on his other hand. They came up to his armpits. Hey was thrilled.

Erik is learning to sleep in a big boy bed (I am glad Todd is here, becuase he has more resolve than I - I am not at my brightest time at night). Here are his pics the first night. It now has a bed rail, because Erik was afraid to sleep in it without a rail.
Now if we could just get him to sleep without the stupid music player (I think it is half sleep-crutch, half tool to stay awake and play).

Erik is learning to sleep in a big boy bed (I am glad Todd is here, becuase he has more resolve than I - I am not at my brightest time at night). Here are his pics the first night. It now has a bed rail, because Erik was afraid to sleep in it without a rail.
Now if we could just get him to sleep without the stupid music player (I think it is half sleep-crutch, half tool to stay awake and play).
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Stuck at Home
My family is headed to the Bass Pro Shop for Smores and watching the fish be fed. I am stuck at home working and cleaning up a dirty house. Sometimes being The Mom is tough.
I hope I can catch the next trip.
On the upside, I had two surveys this year that had to be hand tallied. One had about 55 questions and about 30 respondents. The other has over 100 questions, and I had 106 respondents. One survey is complete (tallied and results sent out). The last one has all the data entered in Access, but I am still compiling the appropriate reports. I felt like I have done data entry for weeks. I should be able to finish up the second survey tomorrow if everything is quiet around the office.
~Michelle
I hope I can catch the next trip.
On the upside, I had two surveys this year that had to be hand tallied. One had about 55 questions and about 30 respondents. The other has over 100 questions, and I had 106 respondents. One survey is complete (tallied and results sent out). The last one has all the data entered in Access, but I am still compiling the appropriate reports. I felt like I have done data entry for weeks. I should be able to finish up the second survey tomorrow if everything is quiet around the office.
~Michelle
Sunday, June 7, 2009
More Pictures
I enjoy taking pictures, so here are some I took while we were camping at Cheehah State Park. When we got home, we ate quesadillas (cooked by dad) in the living room (Erik thinks eating dinner in the living room is a treat). He decided to try on Daddy's boots, so there are some of those pictures there, too. Also, there is one with Erik wearing Dad's boots, and Dad wearing Erik's crocs.
Pretty Cute!




Pretty Cute!





Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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