Oh, Sandy!

I took Hudson to do some pre-Christmas shopping last week at Toys R' Us to let him pick out the things he liked. Not sure if pointing at just about everything he saw helped, but hey, he's easy to please I guess. : ) He was adamant about getting a stove like his daddy (grill) though. The boy definitely loves anything to do with music, so he was drawn to this special guitar. He chooses to burst out into song dedicated to Sandy. Couldn't quite make out exactly what he was saying, but something along the lines of "Oh, Sandy" this and "Oh, Sandy" that. Too cute. He looks like a natural already! Can't wait to put him in guitar lessons when he's older...

Boo Noodle doing what he does best...being silly!

The milkshake apology

Ok. So yesterday definitely wasn't the BEST day ever. We all have those days. Well, for some reason yesterday I was just a bit off...little silly stuff, but still...glad today (Friday) is here not only b/c it's a new day, but b/c it's one day closer to being able to put my toes in the sand, listen to the sound of the waves and all the little boys running around laughing, read on the beach, and enjoy time with my family! Ahhhh. Anyway, I had a hair appointment yesterday afternoon so I was running around beforehand trying to get laundry done, clean a bit and organize and pack things for our trip to the beach. With that being said, I lost track of time and before I knew it, I had like two minutes before the bus came to drop off Maddox. We hopped in the car and floored it and got to the stop which takes only 20 seconds literally and pulled up behind the last car...only to see the bus door shutting and eventually driving off! They didn't see me! Of course she is running a couple minutes early when I'm running a couple minutes behind! My stomach sank and there was not a thing I could do. My first thoughts were, Maddox is probably crying so hard and loud right now that he's probably freaking his poor bus driver out and Maddox probably thinks that I've forgotten about him. : ( We just drove to the school and there he was in the office all splotchy and red which equals heavy duty crying. He came up and gave me the biggest hug ever and held on tight to the entire walk out to the car. So we're driving to meet Bobbi at Chik-fil-a and he says, "How about a strawberry milkshake for an apology?" in the sweetest, most scratchy little voice. If you know me, the boys don't get a whole lot of those so he knew just the way to my heart and sucker me in. It worked and needless to say that nothing says "I'm sorry" like a good ole milkshake. However, the first thing he does when we see Bobbi is tell her, "My mom left me on the school bus today." Fantastic.

Gotta love that boy!