Ahhh...

A friend of mine is due to have a baby here soon, and as a present for her baby shower, I elected to offer her pregnancy-tummy portraits. I am doing it in 2 sessions, first one here in various locales of Pueblo, and next week I will be going to her home (she is having a home birth).

It was really refreshing to see the way that her and her fiancee interacted. There was so much love, and mutual respect. And it may sound weird, but it was not the flimsy love that makes you act like an idiot. It was this strong, deep love. It was sensible, yet passionate. And I realized that I have never had that before.

I have spent so much building on these foundations (or men) of sand, and realize that I need a stronger foundation than that. Stronger than just blinding ignorant passion. I want someone who will be a life parnter, a source of strength, and someone who is just a Godly man. I want, not to be dominated, but for a man to love God, himself, me, and Zen enough to be the spiritual leader. The emotional strongpost in God. I don't want to be the one who has to baby my partner.

And it was so refreshing to see that today. I saw a Godly Christian man, who was loving, and excited for his new child. And who made Kelli look radiant, because I knew she felt it.

I like to move it, move it...

My son has been entertaining me the last few days with random songs (that we don't listen to at home) on our trips home from daycare. Tuesday, out of nowhere, he starts singing "I like to move it move it" I snap around and say "What are you singing?" he continues... "I like to MOVE IT". He continued his song while I got Grandma Debbie on speakerphone, but as soon as Auntie Sara started singing, the song abruptly ended, and he shouts to the phone "What are you talking about???"

Today I was serenaded with "Sweet home like a bama".

I think, (despite as frustrating as it gets for a 2-year-old to knock on the ceiling and sing "Knock three on the seal if you want meeeeee..." everytime I am trying to buckle him into his carseat) that I may need to switch up his music a little more.

Apparently Christian Children's songs aren't fun enough to sing in the car (let us not forget the exception "Opializa my Heart"), and so I am considering putting an oldies station into my pre-programmed buttons.

**As the mother of a kid who talks to old people at Cracker Barrel about Johnny Cash (complete with musical interspersings), I figured, I done messed this kid up already, I may as well do it right**

So, i am going to burn a CD for the car, with the classics that every non-traditional toddler should know (and botch the lyrics to). It will include songs from Come On Eileen to the Remedy (by Jason Mraz) to Shine (by the Newsboys)...and it will be fun!! I am open to other suggestions...




~Side note~ The first song he ever used to sing consistently was the line "and I don't even know why". Seriously, over and over, and over. That is all he would sing. About a year after he decided to start changing it up, I am alone on my way to school, and "Blister in the Sun" by the Violent Femmes comes on the radio, and then I hear it...

"...I stain my sheets, AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY...". I used to listen to that song when we lived in Denver, and he used to bounce around in his carseat trying to dance. But we haven't listened to that song since before he could talk, but that was the line that came out of his mouth (for months)... *yes, I still get embarassed about it, because it really is not a G-rated song*