Love you Forever

Love You Forever-one of my favorite books

by Robert Munsch

A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang:

I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.

The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother's watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say, "this kid is driving me CRAZY!"

But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:

I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.

The little boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo!

But at night time, when he was asleep, the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep, she picked up that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:

I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.

The boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music. Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a zoo!

But at night time, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep she picked up that great big boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:

I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.

That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town.

But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town.  If all the lights in her son's house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:

I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.

Well, that mother, she got older. She got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said, "You'd better come see me because I'm very old and sick." So her son came to see her. When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang:

I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always...

But she couldn't finish because she was too old and sick. The son went to his mother. He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang this song:

I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my Mommy you'll be.

When the son came home that night, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs. Then he went into the room where his very new baby daughter was sleeping.

He picked her up in his arms and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while he rocked her he sang:

I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.

I love my Bubby’s~My first one and his little one.

 

Be blessed!!!!

My Daughter

My Daughter
A careful woman I must be
A little lady follows me
I do not want to go astray
For fear she will go the same way
No matter what I may do
This little tyke, she does it too
When I cook, sweep or shine
I get help from this daughter of mine
Just like me she wants to be
This little lady who follows me
We sing and smile, we laugh and play
She brings much happiness each day
I must remember as I go
Thru summer sun and winter snow
I’m building for the years to be
This little lady who follows me
Author unknown

Mothers-I have one, I am one, my daughter is one

My pastor has been preaching on Family the past few weeks and really got me to pondering ...

so this week my posts will all be on Family- something that is very important to me. I am thankful to be this side of 50 and still have my mother. My dear husband has lost his mother and so have some of my good friends- so this is in honor of my Mom. Also with thanks that I am here to see my daughter as she is a precious good Mom.

MOTHERS

Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.

Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in thesandbox.

Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.

Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of carpets.

Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.

Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?' and get their answer when a little voice says, 'Because I love you best.'

Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grade...It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...

The Images of Mother

4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!

8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!

12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.

14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.

16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.

18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!

25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it.

35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom' s opinion.

45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it...

65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.

75 YEARS OF AGE - Sure wish I had Mom back to say "I love you."

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair ... The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart,the place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul ... It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!

I love you Momma!

I come from…

I come from a family of 6. Loving Father, very involved Mother, Older brother, younger sister, baby brother.

I come from a home where we ate dinner together every night.

I came from a home where Daddy worked, and Mom took care of the kids.

I come from a home where my Daddy loved my Momma like Jesus loved the church. He put her happiness before his and took very good care of her always.

I come from a home where parents said no and we did not get everything we wanted, but we got everything we needed.

I come from a home where my Mom made all our clothes, even underwear.When we were little, my sister and I always matched.

I come from a home where us kids could not wait for 4:30 because Daddy would be coming up the road and he would get out of the car with his folded paper sack saved from lunch and he would hug us.

I come from a home where every day was spent outside playing and running around the neighborhood and we were safe.

I come from a home where we had one television and we all watched TV together at night and the shows were funny and healthy for families. On weekends I loved to watch Shirley Temple movies with my Mom.

I come from a home where there were punishments like being grounded and being spanked, usually by Mom.

I come from a home where all vacations were taken to see other extended family who we loved alot and were very close to.

I come from a home where we hardly ever went out to eat at restaurants,when we did it was usually after church, to a family style place and Mom usually ordered for all of us.

I come from a home where fast food was a sandwich and chips at home.

I come from a home where we went trick or treating with a pillowcase and came home in an hour or two with a whole bag of candy and we were safe.

I come from a home where my mom worried about me having a weight problem and she watched what I ate in my teen years and was verbal about it.

I come from a home where we all decorated for Christmas. Christmas was very special and we got one good gift and it was laid out like it came from Santa, not wrapped.It was not the quantity of the presents but it was usually something we had expressed a desire for.

I come from a home where every Sunday was the Lord’s day and we were at church in the morning and the evening. Also Wednesday nights. My daddy was the SS secretary for 20 something years and cooked the supper on Wed. nights.

I come from a home where there were fusses and tears but we always knew we were loved.

I’m so thankful for where I come from.

More coming later….

Be blessed,

I love me some coffee-I want to be Coffee

A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee....You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again. A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up, She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose. Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil.. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, ' Tell me what you see.' 'Carrots, eggs, and coffee,' she replied. Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, 'What does it mean, mother?' Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water. 'Which are you?' she asked her daughter. 'When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean? Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart? Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor.. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

More about me...

I saw this over at Georgie's place and decided to snag it...
A is for age: 49; just this side of 50-I've got some work to do. They say that 50 is the new 40

B is for burger of choice: Home grilled cheeseburgers with everything but TOMATO
C is for the car I drive: red Mercury Grand Vitara- my favorite car was my red bug that Bama Princess is driving now
D is for your dog's name: Don't have one now but want another little mini yorkie like Benny

E is for essential item you use every day: my Bible

F is for favorite TV show at the moment: Brothers and Sisters- I watch it with my best friend Barbie

G is for favorite game: I love me some competition- how about singing games- thats my best

H is for home state: Alabama
I is for instruments you play: does voice count?

J is for favorite juice: Ruby Red Grapefruit juice

K is for whose bum you'd like to kick: I can't think of anybody but mess with any of my babies and I'll turn redneck on ya

L is for last restaurant at which you ate: Picadilly Cafeteria
M is for your favorite Muppet: Miss Piggy of course-we relate
N is for number of piercings: 4- I'm radical that way

O is for overnight hospital stays: besides the births of the 3 babies-about 10 other times in my life -long stories
P is for people you were with today: work friends, precious seniors, husband-No grandbabies yet:o(
Q is for what you do with your quiet time: Read
R is for biggest regret: I'll share them with the people I need to

S is for status: Married, Mother, GRANDmother Christian Conservative

T is for time you woke up today: 7:30-I over-slept
U is for what you consider unique about yourself: I don't know

V is for vegetable you love: lima beans
W is for worst habit: procrastination
X is for x-rays you've had: too many to count I have broken one of everything including tailbone and neck vertebrae
Y is for yummy food you ate today: a yummy Thursday morning breakfast cooked at the SR center

Z is for zodiac: Gemini

Your going to really get to know me before too long!!!!

HAve a blessed Thursday- HUG somebody!

Weird Things about me…

Precious Debbie tagged me and expressed that there is probably nothing weird about me, oh yes ma’am sit back and read , I’ll try and cut it off at 7. One other topic I would love to share is I am having some troubles commenting on some peoples blogs~ is anyone else having troubles?

Now the weirdness…

1. I am not a clean freak, I don’t like filthy or dirty but friends, sometimes if you could see the inside of my car or my personal closet you would be shocked and appalled. I will let them go until I can’t stand it.

2.I have documented my freaky fear of flying- I still do it. As my precious daughter puts it , she was unaware until flying with me this year that I am a freak who comes close to falling apart. I am this way about the Dentist also.

3. I do not do throwing up well- meaning if you start I follow. First I break out in a sweat upon hearing it then I feel it rising in me. I am sorry about it but I can’t help others when it comes to this ailment!

4. This one is deep- so stay with me- growing up I had health problems and I went from being a skinny bean pole to very curvy to plump. I thought I was huge from about 7th grade on-I was encouraged heavily to watch everything put in my mouth daily. I believe that our thoughts have the power to shape us. If you think you are fat –you will become fat.  I am proof! I’m trying to think of myself as healthy and pleasing, so I will become that-it is a major struggle for me and like the commercial says –it’s always on my mind. ( Is this weirdness for you?)

5.I don’t like Tomatoes, but I love salsa, ketchup, things made from tomatoes just not fresh plain tomatoes!

6. I consider myself a conservative Christian girl who wants to live right but I have a fun loving side that loves me some funky music-I mean it!!! Apple Bottom Jeans, I got it from my Mama, Let me clear my Throat,Baby got Back, Cupid Shuffle, Cha Cha Slide and yes I’ll try to drop it like its hot:o)

7. I cry at Kleenex commercials. If you start crying when you are with me, that’s all she wrote –your not alone. My maiden  name is Crye and I think it is my civic duty to fulfill. I am overly tenderhearted!

So now in true meme fashion I am tagging Barbie and Juju  I know everything about them and they will have a hard time coming up with truly weird stuff!

Be blessed Blog peeps and if you haven’t got a comment from me lately it is blogspot or somebody else’s fault I have tried!

Come on and leave me some love or I’ll think you think I’m to weird to love me!

My Wonderful weekend in pictures

 

I love it when my babies spend the night!

Emma is doing competition cheerleading and they have to wear makeup-Anna wanted some of her own!

Saturday it was off to Bell Buckle with some of my peeps~

Oh the  sights!

We saw lots of dogs!

Two days, 80,00 people, 650 booths, all the food you could imagine. That’s Bell Buckle TN for ya.

Home for our Halloween Party with Hayride, Bonfire and more food and fun…

 

Taking my grandbabies to church! 

Oh yes, Life is good!

I was busy making memories!

Thanks for letting me share!

Be blessed!

We are Not Alone

How good it is to realize that God will undertake
For all who, burdened, cry to him, "Help me for Jesus sake."
For through His Son He has for all not only sin's release,
But grace for every trial of life. He keeps the soul in peace.

Sometimes when we implore the Lord to meet some special need,
It seems as if His ear is deaf, no matter how we plead.
But up above the leaden skies, He watches o'er His own;
He sees our tear-drops, hears our cry. No we are not alone.

For every trial, care and cross, He giveth us more grace,
And every storm-sky has its rift that shows His loving face.
Afflictions of the righteous oft abound 'tis very true,
But He delivers, bless His name. He sees His children through.
Author unknown

Be blessed!

Oh Yes I did, I spent the night with Michael Buble

Boy, I have a new crush… Okay so there was 4500 other people with us, but He was singing his song for me!

Yes, its 1:00 in the morning, but I have to comeback down to earth, before I can go to sleep.

I went to Birmingham with my my friend Nona (thank you Girl for asking me) to see him and the show was spectacular. I heart Michael Buble. He gave an awesome performance. I mean that!!!! From starting with I’m your Man to singing his last song without the microphone and giving me goosebumps when he sang…

I've been so many places in my life and time I've
sung a lot of songs and I've made some bad climbs
I've acted out my life in stages with ten thousand
people watching Oh, but we're alone now and I'm
singing this song for you I know your image of me
is what I hope to be, I've treated you unkindly
But girl can't you see that, there's no one more
important to me So darling can't you please see
through me, 'cause we're alone now And I'm singing
my song for you, you taught me precious secrets
The truth with holding nothing, you came out in
front When I was hiding, yeah, yeah, but now its
so much better If my words don't quite come
together, please listen to the melody 'Cause my
love is in there somewhere hiding I love you in a
place where there is no space or time, I love you
for my life You are a friend of mine, and when my
life is over Remember, remember, remember when we
were together And we are alone now, and I was
singing this song to you We were alone, and I was
singing, yeah singing We were alone, and I was
singing this song for you.

Okay, I just had to share it with my buddies before I burst. I’m going to try and sleep cos after all I am  “Home” ~

“Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home”

Another summer day
Has come and gone away….

Be blessed!

How about some Random Thoughts today…

Sunday, as I told you before is my favorite day of the week. It’s the day I see my church family and get a big old helping of spiritual food~the kind that’s good for you!Yesterday was no exception. I spent the day with Juju- and even took a nap on my old couch-déjà vu- just like many other Sundays, I had to laugh. To make sense of that, you’d have to know I got a new couch for my anniversary a few weeks ago and Juju got my old couch.

I love Sunday night TV. I just cry every Sunday night when I watch Extreme Home Makeover, where some deserving person gets a new house in just a few days. I also love the show Brothers and Sisters, it shows relationships in families like they truly are. Well, except for the gay married couple! The Mom loves all her kids, the brothers and sisters love and fight but are always there for each other. It’s a good show.

But the show that really grabbed me this week is the Chef Jeff Project on Food Network. He came from a prison background and has formed a life in food. He has cookbooks, and now a catering business and he is taking street kids and giving them a chance to become something. It was so moving to see him lift them up and go the extra mile to make a difference to them.

That’s one of my new favorite sayings – MAKE A DIFFERENCE. We get chances often, if we are looking, to make a difference to someone. We should look for chances. Also, remember to thank someone when they make a difference in your life.

Every day you have opportunities- take them. Give to others- listen to others. Have empathy for those who need help or have made wrong choices.  Treat others the way you want to be treated. Oh, here’s a good one~ forgive people even when they don’t ask for it. People need the love the most when they deserve it the least. We all find ourselves in that boat sometime in our life- a harsh word is spoken we can’t take back or we do something carelessly that hurts someone else. I know I have made lots of mistakes. It is so much sweeter when someone says “you’re forgiven”.

I went to sleep thinking how awesome the show Chef Jeff’s Project was and it was great to see a reality show that shows someone making a difference.

Watch it and tell me what You think!

Happy Monday everybody!

Be blessed!

A day out of my Me Journal

The weather today is: Beautiful –a fine fall day- the days you wish could stay around for ever. Not too hot, a little cold and crisp in the evening.

In the news today: The economy and Politics. Mostly the economy.

News and events with my family and friends: Yesterday my son’s girlfriend Ashley, Ryder’s mother, lost her Dad. It was sudden and unexpected. He was younger than me I believe. He died of a heart attack. Please pray for their family. Ashley and Ryder were in a bad car accident when they were leaving the hospital. I am so thankful they are okay.

I am excited about: Today we are having professional pictures made of my grandchildren. I can’t wait to show them off. It’s exciting to get new pictures of my beauties! It’s a beautiful day for it.

I am concerned about: The economy and so many people who are affected that I know.The price of gas is going down thankfully. Everyone is feeling the crunch of our economy in some way-restaurants are hurting because people don’t go out as much- I have two kids in the restaurant business.

Physically and mentally I feel: Physically, I  need to lose weight. I am frustrated with myself for gaining what I lost last year and need to get a life change in this area. Mentally- I feel good because I know who holds my tomorrows and I am His. My heart and well being mentally are good because they rest In God.

What I learned today: That having a day off and sleeping late can sure cure what ails you, especially at the end of two very busy weeks or is that 3 busy weeks?

People/ things that brighten my day: OF COURSE- my grandchildren- spending time with friends – good music- spending time in the Word or talking to God to name a few.

What I did to brighten someone’s day: I need to work on this one today. You always feel better when you do something for others. That’s my philosophy.

Good ideas for a better tomorrow: Encourage people I know to see the movie “Fireproof” for their marriage.

Encourage people to find a church home for a family to walk along beside them while they are here on earth.

When you are weak in an area –such as I am at discipline when it comes to exercise and eating right –find someone to walk beside you and help you-someone to be accountable too. I need that!

Encourage people to love their families and friends with all they have for we are not promised tomorrow.

Enjoy this beautiful weekend-This is the day the Lord has made-I will rejoice and be glad in it.

Be blessed!

Sleep never looked better

This baby needs a bed~ not really but I’m entering a contest. These are my best sleep pictures and of course I can never get enough of my baby boos!

There’s nothing sweeter than the look, smell and feel of a baby (Grand) sleeping!

Now I hope I can sleep-I’m alone in a hotel for the first time in my life. I am in the great city of Florence, AL for the Master’s games. Tomorrow I get the joy of helping with Rook Tournaments, Billiards and Bowling to name a few. I love Seniors and seeing them enjoy competition is pretty fun. Thank goodness for wireless Internet in hotel rooms.

I sure wish my little boos were here with me.

Now I lay me down to sleep

I hope I don’t begin to weep

I’ve never stayed somewhere like this

Without someone to share my Bliss.

I’ll try to darken up the room

And hope that sleep will start to bloom.

So here’s my little simple prayer~

I won’t begin to pull my hair,

Or scream or cry or throw some things

Just go to sleep and have sweet dreams!

I don’t do alone real well!

Be blessed!

I AM Passionate-not sure about artistic

Your Blogging Type is Artistic and Passionate

You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression - and work hard to make it great. One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog... And the next, you're passionately writing about your pet causes. Your blog is very important - and you're careful about who you share it with.

What's" Your Blogging Personality?

Roll Tide Roll

Just a couple of cute cheerleaders~ thought I would share!

These girls look good in any outfit!

How I love them!

How about that TIDE!

Be blessed!