My First Mothers Day

Earlier this month I was able to celebrate my first mother's day with TJ. As a mom, I have to say that this holiday takes on a different flavor. The love that I feel for my son is so indescribable and this day just tops it off to a whole other level. I am a mom. Yes, that means I change poopie diapers. It means I get out of bed in the middle of the night when TJ cries. It means that I can read TJ's many emotions, moods, and wants like no one else can.

As a mom, it also means that I am charged (along with my husband of course) to raise and nurture this little life. To instruct this child to the best of my ability to be the best human he knows how to be. To teach him compassion, humility, respect, love, honor, and the list goes on and on. To help him discover his God given gifts and use them to advance the world of which he is a part. To teach him to make a difference. To help him learn something and be good to someone every day of his life.

That is a tall order and an awesome responsibility. But I will do my best to savor every day of it. I owe it to my son. I am a mom.

Our Kid-Free Weekend!

We enjoyed our second weekend without the kids at the Mohonk Mountain House just outside of New Paltz, NY.

It was a welcome respite before the summer that seems like it is going to go 100 mph without any breaks. In fact, this may be one of the few weekends where we both have the time and availability to get away.

Charging the batteries is necessary and this weekend did it.

He Said, She Said

I say TJ said his first word.

Someone else in this house is in denial.

And only because it wasn't the word she wanted to hear.

Be-Bop Baby

We told everyone in the last post, TJ has acquired a taste for music and rocks, and bobs, and moves to the beat of any music. It is hysterical to watch.

Here is some video of TJ rocking to the song "Peanut Butter and Jelly", a scat tune with lots of drum beats to it.



Neither Lisa or I are musically inclined so to see TJ get into music is a strange sensation. Is he a progeny? Do I have to buy him a drum set? Lessons - when?

Fortunately, we both have a love for music so there is lots for TJ to chose from - Carrie Underwood to Kid Rock. So until TJ show signs of a baby Beethoven lurking in those genes of his, he will just have to settle for the CD player and satellite radio.

Here's an encore!



Announcer voice: Thank you very much, TJ has left the building!