Second Anniversary.....

I have to confess that this post is going to be so mushy and gushy...you might not have the stomach to read it, but if you think that you do.....go ahead and keep reading, but don't say that I didn't warn ya all.....

Today it has been officially two years since the day I married.....my everything. I can't believe that it has only been two years. It seems like I have known him my whole life. He is my other half, my protector, my Knight in Shinning Armor. It is just amazing to me how much better life can be when two people are working at achieving the same goals in life to accomplish a more beautiful life together.

Ya know, he still makes me feel like a silly little school girl that is constantly flustered and bewildered that he is in love with her. Crazy how a person can make you feel so wanted and desired all at the same time.

I have often wondered what makes our relationship so strong and different than other relationships that I have been in.....well, for one, I feel that Dave always wants to help me with everything, except bills and laundry. Just this last Saturday, I went scrapbooking with my mom and some friends, when I came home I found my sweet husband lying on the couch exhausted after washing and putting away dishes (no dishwasher:(), sweeping and moping the kitchen floor and vacuuming the whole house....he told me that he did it all because he knew how much laundry that I had to do. It was so sweet. Having him do little things like this really makes my day.

On thing that Dave loves to brag about to his friends is the fact that I cook him breakfast in the mornings and make him his lunch. Now, I know that this sounds so old fashion so let me try and explain the reasons behind why I started to do this for him....When we first started to date, it was during the busiest time of the year for him. Since he is a seasonal worker he is able to stay home during the winter months and not work. My husband works such long hours that some days it feels like I never see him and so I thought that I could have a good hour with him in the mornings to talk about how each other is doing. This just happened to also allow me to make a healthy breakfast for him (cause ya all know that if it was up to the guys it would be McDonalds or donuts every day for breakfast). Now it is so much a part of our lives that something is missing when I don't make him his morning breakfast. I love our alone time in the morning when he would sit there and stare at me or pinch my butt and tell me how beautiful I look in the mornings.....are you kidding me?? Wild hair and slobber all over my face...his is so twisted....but he is my twisted person.

There is one thing that I do on a continual bases and it is saying I love you....I say it so much that it really starts to sound like a broken record. The reason why I say it so much is because of my greatest fear of being in an accident or dying and the ones that I love the most won't ever know how much I love them. So, if it means me saying it to the point that they can't get it out of their heads then I have done my job. Harley has come to know my quirks and helps me stay sane...I know that he knows that I love him and that I would do anything in the world for him. On the day that we got married, I also said a little vow to him. It was special and I meant every word of it. Yesterday when we watch our wedding video, Harley said see that?? (our vows) that is when you married me too. How could you not cry over that one.


These guys are my cowboys and I love being married to both of them. I love them SOOOOOO much it hurts some times.

First Day.....

On August 23, 2010, Harley had his first day of a new school and 1st grade. I have to confess that he is more grown up than I would like. Since I am a step mom I only really get to claim certain accomplishments and see this progression from when I first met him. Lucky for me I was able to meet Harley when he was only 2 1/2. so I have been around for a while now. Oh, the days of when he would walk around with his feet pj's and the diaper that made him walk like Sid the Sloth....too cute. Now his is all grown up into a big boy. He is now 6 and becoming so bright and independent. I didn't know that I could have emotions quite like I have been having lately. What is happening to me?? Oh, yea, this is what it is like to really feel like a mom. Now I hope that I just don't screw up. That is my greatest fear of all time.

On, Harley's first day of school, both his dad and I took the day off to be able to take him to school and show him where he was going to be. This was a little bit challenging since the school wouldn't let anyone in the building except for kids and they couldn't go in until the bell rang. I was a little taken back by this. When we went to school, the school teachers didn't have to have key cards to enter the building and parents could go into the school and walk around looking at everything. Now we have to schedule time to go and see the teacher. There are a lot of security measures which the school has taken in order to keep our kids safe and I am just going to have to get use to it.

Right before the bell was going to ring the kids where lining up. Harley was so cute and the other kids right next to him was just as cute. Harley was so proud of his new shoes that he was showing them off to the new kids and they were showing him theirs. It was so cute that of course I had to grab the camera.

After the bell rang and Harley went into school, I felt so sad for some reason. Like his is now this big huge grown up boy that didn't need his mom anymore. The next couple of days went ok, but one day we got there early (like always) and he opened the door and jumped out and said see ya later and ran off.....sniffle, sniffle. That is when I broke down and called my hubby, but he didn't want to hear it either. Actually he was just busy at work and when he got home he gave me a big hug and said that it was bound to happen. Oh, the joys of learning how to be a mother.

Missing Tooth....

On August 9, 2010, my son lost his first tooth. It was bittersweet for me. I had so many mixed emotions running through my head. Being a "Step" parent is really a lot harder than one could ever imagine. When I first started dating my husband, I have to confess that I was scared shitless, not because of the fact that I was falling head over heels in love with him, but because of the fact that if his son didn't like or care for me at all....his daddy was going to be going bye bye and leaving me broken hearted. I didn't really need to worry though, because his son loved the crap out of me and he still does to this day. The more days that go by, the more and more I am starting to feel like a real mom, but I digress....

So, here we are at my brother's house having family dinner for my mom's birthday...When Harley is eating his second piece of corn.....he takes a bite and then stops and looks at me with sheer terror in his eyes...at first I started to freak out and then he showed me his tooth...is was loose. I grabbed his cheeks and told him that his tooth was going to come out. I was so excited, my little boy had his first milestone experience with me...I told him to stay right there and I ran out to my car as fast as I could to get....can you guess? Oh, yea, it was the camera. Of course, everyone was laughing at me, but what could I do....it was MY first milestone experience.
Dave and I then took Harley into the bathroom to get a better look at it and try to get it out. Dave first tried to get it out, but his fingers were just a little too big to get a hold of that little tooth. Of course, I had to video tape the attempt. Just for all of you, it is a little nerve racking...well, it was for me.




After the second attempt from Dave, Harley said that he wanted to try himself and with one tug and twist it was out. He had done it himself. I was so proud and so was he. He went running out of the bathroom to show everyone that he had finally lost his first tooth.

He kept saying "I am so glad that I finally lost that tooth, because now I am a big boy."

He wanted to tell everyone. First we called Papa Johnson....he told him all about loosing his first tooth. He told Papa all about it and then ended up saying "Now, I am like you Papa, but with hair." I laughed so hard, I almost had a little bit of an accident. Harley knows how to say the funniest things.

I am so very proud of Harley and his ability to take on new things with such passion. I hope that one day I will not be so paranoid and freakish...what I am saying?? I will always be this way, but at least he knows that I will DO ANYTHING to keep him safe and that I love him very very much. Oh, yea, the tooth fair came that night and left a $5.00 bill for Harley. When he woke up in the morning he came over to my bed and touched my arm until I woke my sorry butt up, then with a big "toothless" girn he showed me the money and said "the tooth fairy came last night!!!"