Wednesday, Feb. 27, 2008

Haven't written in a few weeks, everyone has been sick with something here in the Malone household. There is really nothing new to write about, our house is still for sale and we are hoping that a local builder can build us what we want for what we can afford......story of our lives. I finally got to go back to the gym after a week of no working out......needless to say it has been a bit hard to get back into the swing of things. My legs are killing me.


Tate had his orthopedic appt. Tues. and it looks like he will only have to wear shoe inserts as of right now to help with his instep and walking. He is doing so well. He gets faster and faster everyday.

Began my doctoral degree on Monday, so far not so bad......but I am sure it will get harder as the classes progress. I am excited to start a new chapter of my life/ career/ education. I hope I can put it to good use when I am done. My goal is to be able to teach on-line courses and maybe someday college courses. I do want to one day go back to the classroom, I actually miss the drama of a 6th grade class believe it or not.

Juls had baby #4, Katherine Elisabeth, she came busting in at 10.2 lbs. and 22 inches long.......they are home and doing well.....I can't believe the girl I have known since she was 5 is the mother of 4 under 4! She is an amazing human being!

Reedisms: Reed says, "I had my picture made at school today, and I was a hottie". I reply, "Was anyone else looking good in your class?" Reed says," No, I am the only hottie!" (yes, Reed you truly are!)

Daily Bug: Reed ,wagging his finger, says to Coach, "YOU SAY YOU ARE SORRY TO MOMMA!". Tate beside him also wagging finger, says"DaDa....baby cussing gibberish" just like Reed. Also, we have seen great athletic feats from bug. He is actually really good at throwing and rolling a ball. Much better than his 4 Y/O brother. Coach says he is going to be a natural. Coach is having flash forwards of his son the quarterback!! He is only 1 Coach!!!

Friday, Feburary 15, 2008

Today was a day like any other day.....breakfast, gym, library, car wash, lunch, quiet/nap time, outside, playtime inside, dinner, bath, bedtime......and now I am decompressing from my day. As I write, Reed is still procrastinating sleep locking himself in the bathroom guised as an attempt to get water and pee. I know, as does he, that he is playing with the shark ship parts we left to dry in the sink after bath time.....(time out....saying to Reed....."Reed, quit playing with that stuff and go to bed").

Coach is out of town for the second weekend in a row. I miss him, but it has been nice to have some time to myself once the kids have gone to bed. He gave me the sweetest valentine present. He typed up the words to, "When I Say I Do" by Clint Black. This song was preformed by his Dad at our wedding. Our sermon on Sunday, was about marriage and they played this song....it was funny b/c we kept looking at each other and saying why do we know this song? Duh....we felt really stupid being that it should be sort of significant. Anyway, he thought I should have a copy b/c he really does feel that way about me. Really sweet, I know.

I told my Mom today about the doctoral degree, and I have to say she wasn't totally negative....but she was still pessimistic about how I would have time. I attempted to explain, but reminded myself I DO NOT NEED HER APPROVAL ANYMORE, I AM AN ADULT. I just stopped talking about it and changed the subject. I cant' seem to ever shake the habit of always looking to her for decision validation. It is like if she doesn't agree, I won't be able to succeed. She still tells me I will eventually divorce coach too. So, I shouldn't put to much credit into her opinion. I just love her and I feel I need her to support me. It is such a juvenile relationship. I have been attempting to curb the telling her everything......it has gotten me in so much shit over the years. I just always turn to her when I need someone to talk to, and it always comes back to bite me. Juls (BF) has told me for years to stop telling her anything, but clearly I haven't. She has always been available, when everyone else wasn't. I guess this is bad for both of us.....for me having no other friends, and her allowing me to lean to much on her. She should have told me the first time I went crying to her, to stop it and be an adult.......and I should have known better than to go crying to my mother every time I was hurt or had a fight with coach.

If only I could solve all my problems by typing them out like this.......wouldn't that be nice.

Reedisms: He loves to sing Big and Rich songs. His fav. is Radio (he calls it WHOA, WHOA). He actually has most of the words down and wants to hear it all the time.

Daily Bug: Tate loves to say, "HI" and "top" (STOP) b/c his fav. things are the phone and throwing food from his high chair, which always gets an emphatic stop from me.

Tuesday, Feb. 12, 2008

It has been a few weeks since my last post, I have been busy and just haven't taken the time to type up my thoughts. I have decided to attend Walden University's online graduate school working toward my doctoral degree in education. I am very excited, but a little worried. I love being home with the boys, but I want to maximize my time out of my full time career to advance in my field. I am mainly wanting to break into the field of online instuction and maybe one day a career in college??? Who knows, but I know as much as I loved teaching in a classoom setting, I didn't want to be in one for 30 years! Heck, I liked changing grades every few years anyway.

Anyway, the boys are raring to go.....they have so much energy, and now that Tate is toddling around I have to admit they are a bit more of a handful. I took this picture to print with our Valentine's Day cards.....I just love Reed's "Elvis" face.....even more so, b/c I have that same facial expression. It is cool when you see those little personality quirks in your kids. Well, atleast most of them anyway.......Reed also has a quirky need to be alone for a while during the day......just like his Dad. They sort of crave that time when no one else is around. Reed, being like Coach, is rather stingy and doesn't always share well or even want to play with others. I do worry sometimes about that facet of his personality. Maybe it means he will be a good leader and not need the approval of others. That actually wouldn't be to bad......I have the problem of needing approval for my decisions. My need for validation sometimes cripples my self-esteem. I don't seem like I care, but secretly it eats me alive when someone doesn't like my idea, or agree with me. I subscribe to the theory that there is no such thing as constructive criticism. Coach, of course, disagrees. He believes every one NEEDS criticism to grow a protective "thick skin" as he calls it. I am still wondering when that new skin is going to grow in?

Well Thursday is V-Day, and for the second weekend in a row Coach is out of town at a clinic. I don't really mind all that much. I sort of like the time after the kids go to bed. It is quiet and I can watch what I want on T.V. or just take a bath and go to bed. I wouldn't want him to be gone all the time, but every once in a while is just fine with me. Plus, he gets that "man" time they all want.....you know.....beer and the buddies. Plus, on these trips he gets to talk about football all day long for like three days in a row. I know he must be in heaven. I was sharing the fact that he would be out of town at a coaching clinic today in my spin class, and the instructor actually asked me what kind of credibility does a coach have that had the season we had this year. I was so mad. I told him that wasn't very nice to say, and one bad season doesn't make you a bad coach. I felt like that was one of those moments when he opened his mouth and *hit fell out. I can't stand it when people who know nothing about the sport suppose to judge those who dedicate their lives to a sport that, at least in these parts of the south, reign supreme. Well, soapbox there I go......

Reedisms- Last Friday night, Reed was watching the Lion King before bed in his room. I went in to watch it with him after Tate fell asleep, and Reed asked if he could sit in my lap. He sat there for the whole movie. It was great, having my "growing so fast" boy just being mommy's baby. I know I enjoyed it more that he did

Daily Bug: Tate is just so cute, he is in to everything.....his favorite thing is crawling into the kitchen cabinets and hiding from me.......