little dreams

Jake. Seriously I love this boy. period.
He puts joy in everyone's hearts around him.

And he puts joy in my heart every day.

He is sweet and kind and treats me like a queen.

I feel blessed to have him.

(This is a pic of the speeeeecial Christmas gift he made me...

It came right from his heart, he said)

AND he is RY's dream come true too!

We came home last night and Jake had scribbled (fast) a note for Ry.

Jake was playing NBA Live the Wii game.
and he made note so he wouldn't forget to tell his dad...
It said,

"D. Wade

(As Ry and Jake call Dwayne Wade...their all time fav basketball player!)
got 94 points.

(Jake was playing as D.Wade in the game...)

Tell Dad.

And it was 100 to 55

(the basketball score)

I killed them."

Seriously that is happy joy around my house.

Growing up with no brother, a little dream (okay huge dream) Ry has always

wished for:

S O N S!

and now he has 3!

(notice their jerseys...to be worn EVERY Sunday please.)

And I am grateful for a hubby that spends ALL his free time
with his boys.

Going to all their sports games, watching sports and playing sports

all year round...

this. is. one. happy. house.

Mtn. house. Dec 08. miami football game...
The J O Y:
In the end, they love it.

The boys all hang together and create all their memories.

As a mother,

It's my little dream come true too!

(Christmas '07)

I got my "one and only" (girl that is)

and I am a Happy mama..

Life is sweet. Good times, good times.

(and we must never forget...!)

Okay, Merry Christmas!
9 days and counting!

wahoooo!

All of it...gone!

I am seriously in disbelief right now....my head can't quite comprehend, I'm almost laughing it's so crazy:

But we just got friggin robbed! Our entire storage unit. Gone. Fridge, dryer, lawnmower, trampoline, all the kids bikes, all of their bins of toys, Mace's electric jeep, shovels, BBQ, hoses, missionary pictures, high school yearbooks, swimming medals,...etc, etc..... G O N E!

How does this happen and why does it happen? How do mean, awful people who steal, sleep at night??? I don't understand it.

And how can we have the best day ever, and then the next can hold such gloom.

We went tonight to get everything out of our storage unit and immediately we knew something was dreadfully wrong. That wasn't our lock. It was a new one purchased from the storage unit.

The managers would do absolutely nothing to help us. They told us to call a locksmith to cut the lock so we called the cops instead. To make a long story short, everything was gone, the unit was spotless, not a drop, not a paper..clean as could be. Something's up with the storage unit and tomorrow they will get a S T O R M coming through that door demanding answers......

Meanwhile my laundry is piling up (I need my dryer) and I am feeling more and more depressed over the "sentimental" items. Things can be replaced, but not the pictures of Ry's mission, our year books, pics of all my sports, etc.

Oh and the worst part is that the douche' bags made Ry miss Ashlyn's performance at the half-time of the Hillcrest basketball game. She trained for a "special" performance and Ry had to miss it waiting for the cops! Rude!

I will have my pity moment and try to move on. Honestly at least we are all healthy and safe. That's a positive thought to end on....! Boo to mean people!