Dear Addilyn, Tonight we are praying for Cambelle. She is your little 2 yr old friend from church. Me and her Momma went to school and graduated together. She hasn't been feeling good for a week now and tonight is her second night in Children's Hospital. Tomorrow she is having more test and will probably be diagnosed. Honestly I am scared to death. I know that God is in control no matter what. It's just so hard when little ones are sick. I pray that tomorrow night we have good news from little Cambelle. She is so beautiful and we need to see her big blue eyes open back up.
Love you, Momma
I may not be able to take you on far away vacations, but I will be here every morning went you wake up. I may not buy you the most fancy clothes, but I'll sure let you get the ones you have muddy. I may not always have the answers, but I'll pray everyday for God to show me how to raise you. As you grow up you'll see that we just live a simple life, enjoying what we have, moment by moment, because in the blink of an eye it could all be gone.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
What You're Doing Now
Dear Addilyn, Lately you've been picking 2 of momma's green tomatoes everyday. Momma doesn't eat tomatoes but I've worked really hard to grow some. If you keep picking them all my work will be in vain. Please stop! You think they are balls cause you run to the porch and then throw them into my hydrangea bush and then look at me like "Get 'em". Today you dumped out a whole box of q-tips in the bathroom floor and last week you threw your blankie into the toilet. Terrible 2's??? And now you "throw" fits. When you don't get your way you start crying and ever so carefully lay down on your back. I think it's funny that you do this slowly so that you don't get hurt. At least your smart. Well, I think you're smart but you will NOT talk much at all. Why? Momma reads you books everyday and points to animals and says their names and trys to get you to repeat words but you just look at me. I know you know what I'm saying but you won't talk. At night you wake up around 3am and make the sound "uhhh, uhhhhhhh, UUUHHHHHH" louder and louder. That is your way of calling for me to come rock you. Sometimes I get up and sometimes I just lay there wishing you would go back to sleep. To be honest, if you would say "Momma" I probably couldn't resist and would get up everytime. Maybe it's best that you don't talk right now. Oh yea, we got some new chickens Saturday. 2 whites, 2 blacks, and 3 mixed We got 4 eggs yesterday. So glad to be back in the chicken business. Well, gotta go for now.
Love ya, Momma
Love ya, Momma
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