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Saturday, September 3rd, 2005
8:43 am... berea football game
i didn't finish the story about how busy the day was. lol. After we visited the church office, I took Gabriel home, and he took a good nap. Linda Mom came over about 6:30, and Jeff and I left for the Berea High School football game. My niece, Jessi, is in the marching band, and plays the flute. It was great. They had a special ceremony in the beginning (which i didn't see until i watched the news later that evening) for a fallen soldier in Iraq, who graduated from Berea in 97, and was on the football team. They gave his mom the boy's framed jersey, and the band played a special program with this monstrous flag. Then, the coolest thing happened, and i did get to see this... two fighter planes did a flyby over the stadium! It was the coolest thing. Jeff and I were outside the stadium still in line for tickets. I kept wondering why on earth it was so busy. I had no idea it was such a special night. I'm so proud of Jessi, being able to be a part of it. we didn't stay for the entire game, it was delayed quite a bit after half time, because a player got hurt, and had to be taken in an ambulance. how scary. i keep telling jeff, i'm ok with gabey playing most sports, but not football or hockey. they're just too dangerous. jeff wants him to play basketball, and he even knows how to dunk a basket already, i have a great picture of the first time he did it. it was so cute, he'd go to his little fisher price hoop, make a basket, and then run around laughing and clapping, with us, as we cheered.well, the evening ended, and we headed home. the baby was asleep when we got there, so i didn't get to see him.i wish i would have taped the news, i hope someone in the family did. that's a great memory.
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8:16 am.... early mornings on the computer
it's a little after 8 on saturday morning. i woke up with my husband, (he's a mail carrier, and works on saturdays too) and couldn't get back to sleep. i wake up with headaches, and sore shoulders quite a bit, so i usually just stay up, and putz on the computer. The munchkin is still asleep, we had a pretty busy day yesterday. He might sleep until after 9am. My mom in law babysat twice yesterday; in the morning, I had to help with the nursing home service. I lead the singing and do specials. I played my flute for the ladies and gentlemen yesterday. Pastor John preached a great message for them, and I got a really neat little tidbit out of it, from Psalms. When I got home, I just changed the baby quickly and was off to meet my sister, dad, and stepmommy for lunch. Gabey was entertaining as usual. He did really well, he's such a good boy. At one point I looked at him, and he was amusing himself making noises on the table with his mouth. He's going to be 2 in November, and is learning a new word almost every day. Chrissy, my sister, and I went back to her work (she is the pastor's secretary at Cleveland Baptist.) Gabey had fun visiting the guys in the office, and we joked around asking him what things say, like, "what does MR. Pete say?" A few days ago, Chrissy was asking him those, like, "what does a puppy say?" etc. Well, she asked, "What does Chrissy say?" He answered, "Tweet." We thought that was priceless! And he sticks to it, he still answers that way now, every time we ask. He is doing really well with his vocabulary, and is up to more than 40 words. He pronounces things very distinctly too, it's cute. He says "k-hatuh" pronouncing each consonant really well. He still refuses to acknowledge that cars are "cars" everything is a truck to him. He has learned "tractor" and "Hummer", but still calls cars "truck". He has his own collection of cars and trucks, and plays with them every day. He'll play with them, and I'll find them all over the house on every chair and table and window sill. He has a lovey, which is a stuffed yellow bunny. He sleeps with it, and holds it and snuggles with it. I find it all over the house. We try not to take it places, because it would be devastating if we lost it. I do let him take it along, if we're going to the doctor's or I know we'll be out really late sometimes. I noticed a very touching thing the other day. I just call it Bunny. It was mine before Gabey adopted it, and I named it Sunny Bunny. Well, the other day, I asked him "what's this?" pointing to Bunny, and he said "mommy" I'm not sure exactly why he did that, but it makes me feel so good that something he loves so much, he has named Mommy. He knows me as Mommy, so it shows that he loves me too, and knows I love him and take care of him.
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