major is walking!!

trying to anyway...he took 2 steps by himself with me and peyton on wednesday july 29 2009...then he took 4 steps that evening for roger. we all scream and clap and he just laughs and falls into me. he is so cute...all smiles...love that baby!! we will see how long it takes before he is officially walking!!!

Lots of stuff...

so i am failing miserably at this blog stuff...i try but i get caught up in facebook, the baby wakes, the girl needs a snack, the phone rings...yaddy yaddy ya....

major is trying to stand on his own, if only for a moment. i am in no hurry for him to walk although everyone around

me asks "is he walking yet?" he is saying 'up' and babbles a ton. i

love hearing him babble. i love seeing his head whip around when he hears something. just a sign that the tubes are working and he is hearing much better.

peyton completed her first season of swim team. what a blessing and what a CHALLENGE for us all. being in the heat, the hottest summer yet (of course, the first time we swim) and major was a trooper from the word go. watching peyton swim across that pool with such confidence was overwhelming at times because roger and i know what a struggle she has had in the past with swimming. she could have got fifth place in every meet...it would not have mattered to us one bit. she swam, she swam, she swam her little heart out...and she scored a few yellows, a few reds and 2 blue ribbons....her first meet and her last meet. the expression on her face is one i will never forget in my lifetime. the hug she gave me is one i will feel forever. peyton is my hero for not letting the little things her down. for standing up for herself when others aren't so nice. for being peyton, every day. i pray for her to always stand up for what she believes. she may not be the best at swim (YET) but she proved that she can do anything she sets her mind too.

we went to Galveston with our friends like we do every year. i have to say this might have been the best year yet...and i say that every year. the house was great. the water was cool. the beach was clean. the kids were amazing. the dads were awesome. the food rocked. the hermit crabs were aplenty. the breeze was lovely. it was a wonderful break from the hamster wheel of sugar land. and the add the break from the wheel...we embarked on our first ER visit with major...and i am sure it won't be our last. walking him along the beach, a wave came as he was twisting for me to pick him up and his elbow popped out of joint...called nursemaid's elbow. i knew something was wrong when he wouldn't reach for goldfish in my hand. i walked calming to the house and ryan ran to get roger out of the water. we left within minutes, got stopped for speeding, was told there was no ER on the island due to IKE and thought he had to drive an hour to Texas City. I called 1411 and was connected with an urgent care who in turn told us to go to UTMB, which was in fact OPEN...jerk cop. we walked into a pediatric urgent care and within 10 minutes after what we thought was just an exam of him left arm, the doctor told us to give major something to hold. he held my cell, bent his elbow, moved around...was perfectly fine. we thought the doctor performed magic...or we were just crazy. he explained what it was and we were out the door, back to the beach in less time that it would have taken us to drive to Texas City. a lesson learned...always, ALWAYS trust my instinct.

we left the next day...back home...to sleep in our own beds which we love. which major loves. which peyton loves.

we then went to trinity to help roger's mom pack up before she moves to new boston. it is sad. i felt incredibly sad. i remember when the house was being built. i remember going there when roger and i were only dating, engaged, meeting stuart for pre-marital counseling, being newlyweds, thanksgiving, christmas, easter, bringing peyton there for the first time when she was 8 weeks old and now bringing major there for the first time...and all of our last time there. i tried not to cry but i really wanted to. peyton was sad. i wish frank was still here so peyton and major could know how amazing of a person he was...he is. i wish so many times i could say that to him. peyton talks of him often although she was only 18 months when he passed. maybe he talks to her...she is so wise for her age. maybe he talks to all of us. i miss him very much. i can only imagine how much roger misses him. and janiece.

as it is now 1am....i do love writing. i really should do this more. i really should open up more. i will try to keep track of our lives....because i know i will regret it one day.