I'm not joking. Today I even took down our Christmas tree with such a joy that I almost hummed. I cannot WAIT to piss this year off. All year, people have told me .... "God never gives you more than you can handle."
I was like ..... ummmmm THAT'S BULLSHIT. Freakin hate that saying ... until the other day, when I read "God will never give you more than you can handle ... but life will."
Amen.
The best part of Christmas was going to my sister Leighs house, and just chillaxin' with her and our other sister, Linda. Awesome sisters, all the time. Growing up we had to take our battle positions within our family ... unfortunately for us, we missed out on bonding. But by God we have made up for it in the past few years. They continually show me:
1) How strong women are.
2) How, when I upturn the contents of my mind onto their unsuspecting ears .... they laugh.
3) How to do things properly. (Their nickname for me is "haphazard.")
4) It will always, always be funny when someone hurts themselves.
I'm still working on something to give them, for going above and beyond the call of duty in the Riley household this year. I simply could not have survived without them ... they were on Chemo Patrol. They totally rock.
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In baby news ..... ummmmm, I fell in love with the baby today. Again. He is so divine. I found myself holding him, amazed that he is so big ... saying to him over and over .. "How did we get here?" He is my tough and quirky favourite little brute in the whole world. His first word was "Mama." ... Dave and I were having a competition about whose name he would say first. Every chance I got I would say "Mama. Mama. Mama." Over and over again. Dave would be in another room, and walk out to him. "DADA. DADA. DADA."
Max would hear the commotion, come over and start screaming "MAXIE!! MAXIE!! MAXIE!!" Right in his ear - he wouldn't flinch, though. For he is a tough one, this baby. Had to be, you see.
So this went on for a while ... I am totally not exaggerating. When Tim moved back in with us, there was another crazy person standing in front of him, expectantly. "TimMY. TimMY."
He said mumma first. I SO totally won, fist-pumping my way across the room. But inside, I was so touched .... he must like me.
Even after everything that happened.
5am Christmas morning ...
On top of his Santa present ....
Look what Santa brought! ...
Always with the camera ....
I want to bury my nose in that sweet baby's neck. He is delicious!
ReplyDeleteI remember seeing a cartoon years ago that said "I know God doesn't give us more than we can handle but I wish God didn't have so much faith in me." It feels true so often. Of course so does yours about life giving us more than we can handle. Here's to hoping your 2009 is much better.
ReplyDeleteSO adorable. You have handled this year like a rock star, you all have even if it didn't feel like it at the time. I also love how fantastic your sisters are and how close you are now. So truly awesome.
ReplyDeleteOH, 5 am is really early! But I kind of miss that now that all the kids are out of the house. O.K. I'm over it! :)
ReplyDeleteYou all look SO Happy!
ReplyDeleteLove the saying...damn life!
ReplyDelete5a.m.???? Are you guys crazy?
My daughter got up @ 7:30 and I thought that was bad!
You know, I thought my sisters and I were the only ones who laughed when someone hurts themself. My in-laws are all concerned and ask if the person is OK first. Not me.
ReplyDeleteI once lived in apartment that had a set of two cracked concrete steps to the back door. A friend came by to drop something off, and as she was coming up the steps, they fell apart underneath her. One step broke - surprise - so she stepped on the next step to get her balance, which also broke - double surprise! Between the expression on her face and the cartoon-like quality of the situation, it was five minutes before I could stop laughing and catch my breath to ask her if she was OK.
Pfft to that saying...I just wish God would not keep testing us, suely we have proven it by now !
ReplyDeleteI love that you are so happy and you now can see the light.
Happy New Year, it definitely going to be a better year.
5AM christmas morning - what the?
ReplyDeleteSo glad you have fallen in love with your strong baby boy. He is totally adorable.
Good riddance 2008. I hope 2009 is fabulous and full of exciting (and fun) new adventures.
Gosh, he's so big!!! I think he's as big as my babes and mine are 9 months old! Of course he said Mama first- you rock, Mama!
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful you both are -- you all are...Mama-- of course you won --
ReplyDeleteI read someone's FB posting (what up with my FB addiction too all of a sudden) and it said "hoping the door bangs 2008 on the ass really effing hard" -- yep, that's how I feel -- see ya later 2008 don't let the door hit ya in the ass...
(how's that for eloquence?)
XOXO
Pam
Yep- he's a Mama's Boy....
ReplyDeleteI had a really good Boxing Day as well. Christmas? Whatever. But the post-Christmas week has been fantastic.
ReplyDeleteThat saying - yeah, I've used it as well. But I think your modification is a bit better. I've definitely known people who were getting more than they could handle, "life" is a better scapegoat.
God that little guy is delicious.
ReplyDeleteWishing for you a dull and quiet 2009 - you deserve it.
XO