Faith

You know, my faith in other people has just been severely shaken. I'm reminded forcibly tonight why I'm so much happier in my little introverted shell, because when I'm in my little shell, I don't get taken advantage of, or hurt by people.

I found out tonight that someone that I thought was a friend, and who I did everything I could to help out when she was having a rough time, truly isn't a friend. It's a funny thing, but when you decide to return a phone to someone because you don't want it, you might want to delete all the text messages on that phone that involve the person in question. At some point, it should cross your mind that what you've said in text might be read by someone other than the intended recipient. You also might want to think about that before you lie to that person's face, over and over again. You'd also think that you might be a little grateful for the fact that my husband is responsible for getting you the best paying job you've ever had in your life. I guess not, though.

I'm down tonight, in a bad way. This has been a rough evening. I'm looking forward to bed, and sleep, and getting up in the morning and not worrying about this crap. I know it will bother me for a while, and I have to see this supposed friend at least one more time this week, but after that, I'm putting it all behind me and I'm done with her. I'm just glad that my life can get back to normal again soon.

Oh, in other news, we're moving. Again. Not sure where to yet, but I'm tired of worrying about this house going into foreclosure and our goal is to be somewhere else by Quinn's birthday. We're considering sucking it up and moving into a little apartment for a year, just so we can maybe do a little traveling to see family, save up some money, and ultimately buy a house in a year or two.

After tomorrow I don't think we'll have internet for a while - since we're going to start packing up I think we'll drop some of the extra stuff so we don't need to worry about it and just start fresh in whatever new place we end up at. I'll still have internet on my phone, of course ;-) Perks of working for the man!

A few thoughts

It's been a long week. And a long weekend. I think I need a weekend from my weekend. Yep, that's the kind of week it's been.

Please pray for my friend's little boy. X has biliary atresia, a life-threatening liver disease, and is in the hospital now. He's just been listed for a liver transplant, and we're hoping that his father will be his match. This little boy is just a bit younger than Quinn, and has already been through so much in his life. I can't imagine going through what their family is dealing with, and all I can say is B, you're a stronger woman that I am, and I can only hope and pray that everything goes well with matching.

In other news, after spending the weekend battling with a seriously cranky, moody toddler, he reminded me why I love being a mother (and yes, I needed some reminding!) I went out for coffee with a friend, and left the boys with Garry. He put them to bed (he thought!) but when I got home I noticed that the light was on in their room. Went to turn it off, and found Eamon sitting quietly on his bed, reading a book and playing with some blocks (he's a multitasker like Mommy). As soon as he saw me, he smiled, moved everything out of the way, and laid down so I could tuck him in and give him his good night kiss. Apparently he was waiting up for me. I turned the light off, closed the door, and cried.

Moments like these, I know, are what make up for the days when I really just want to give him away, and are what I'll remember in ten years and cry about.

Moments like these are the reason I love being a mother.

Fall already???

It's amazing - suddenly, it's the beginning of September and I would swear it was October, because it's been distinctly fall-like weather here. Poor Eamon has almost no clothes to wear these days, because he's outgrown all his warm clothes with the exception with 4 pairs of pants, 3 sweatshirts, and 2 long sleeved shirts. Needless to say, in the next couple of weeks we'll be stocking up on warmer clothes for him. Quinn, luckily, has a full wardrobe of fall and winter clothes, thanks to big brother and friends' hand-me-downs.

I'll get pictures posted of the house sometime this week, weekend at the latest. It's going to depend on how much time I have, really - tomorrow night Garry has choir practice (have I mentioned that he joined a men's choir? Tomorrow is his first night of practice.) For the next several weeks, we'll be missing Daddy every Tuesday evening, and probably every Sunday evening. It's in preparation for the Christmas concert, which we will definitely be going to, probably with Uncle Eddie who isn't going to be performing for this concert. We're excited and looking forward to it.

It's late here, and I need to get to bed so I can be ready for work in the morning. I'll check back in soon - my goal is NOT to wait an entire month between updates. Oh, and to take lots and lots of pictures of the boys. Of course.

Eamon

As always, the water boy:



Working on my bike!



Power tools!


Yard work is fun (except for the pesky grass) - otherwise known as - what happens when an OCD toddler tries to help:



Sorry for the quality of the video - I had to edit it a little to get it to upload correctly!

Quinn

We have teeth! Actually, we have 5 teeth now, but he only shows off the bottom two usually.



My smiley guy - this is his usual expression:



Serious little man:



Can you tell he LOVES the swing?



And this video shows his absolute favorite activity in the world: