Hey ya'll TGIF! Not really for me, my husbands week is going to continue through the weekend. Nothing new for me.
My week started off taking my son to the clinic. When we left for washington we left with a bag full of mediciane because the little man had fluid in his ear and we didn't want an infection. So we wanted to get it checked, unfortunatly he also had a nasty cough. So we left with amazing cough drops. It said to give it at night and as needed. Well he was really bad when we got back so I gave it to him. He slept for 2hrs! I see why were supposed to give it at night. This is day 5 and his cough has calmed down a lot.
Tues. was the first night of Compass. I helped volenteer. I love compass, I learn something new everytime. I did the same thing Wed. and Thurs. When I got home last night I had left my phone on silent and someone was upset i didn't pick up my phone. He got over it, after putting a ice cold bottle of water on my neck. After that he felt he could go to bed happy.
Leaving for compass last night broke my heart. Brock had just woken up from a nap and caught me sneaking out. So i had to say goodbye and he lost it. He watched me leave ignoring daddy, till the car had pulled out all the way.
But I heard good things about this week and my son. Wed, i heard he was a brat to daddy. He would climb behind him on the couch and kick him till he moved. He moved to the other side and Brock fallowed to do the samething. Then my husband was trying to write stuff down and someone was flickering the lights.
But last night I guess he was just being cute. He made a touch down on the video game. learned how to make himself dizzy. And learned to open the frige and grab his sippy...now if he could only shut it. But thats all for today someone is really thriving for some attention.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Just family pics from vacation
We went on a date, like we did before we were married and we always took pictures in picture booths...we just had to go old school again.
My flower boy! He didn't even want to take the flower off.
The boys wearing matching shirts...the look so much alike
My husband and his mom
Our lovely family photo
The boys shotting guns...guns are very important in my husbands family
Helping my mom clean the kitchen
Brock and his grandma playing in his greatgrandmas back yard
Brock playing Grandmas organ
One of my favorites, we were at my friends house.
Billy and Brock out in the snow at Greatgrandma and Grandpa Cooks house
Pictures of the great NW
Here are some pics i took on vacation of Grandmas yard and the river the runs down the mt.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Flying
If ya'll haven't heard I landed savely in JAX last night, I was tired!
Brock and I got up early sat. to get to the airport. My mom then bumped my ticket up. You know how they say show up two hours before your flight leaves. Usally it seems like a waste of time to me because I end up waiting and 1.5hours before they even board, but i still show up 2hours a head of time. This time I was glad I did.
First we did the electronic check in and it spits out one ticket....I'm riding on two planes...but sometimes I guess it does that. We also look at it and it is my second flight its from IL to JAX...missing the first flight. So we had to get help and re-print the ticket and get both this time. On the way through security.
Usally I cut the line because I have a baby but the line was only a few people long, so we waited. We get to the point where they check your ticket to your ID i don't know why I didn't noticed, but it was Brocks boarding pass. The lady asked me, did you get a ticket for yourself. I'm thinking we'll no i'm just going to let him fly on his own. So I tell her i'll go back and figure it out and it seemed like she wasn't going to give it back. I had to repeat myself a few times, before finally getting the tickets back. So we went back to the check in and got my tickets too.
So about and 1.5hours later we finally boarded. The first flight was really nice. I bought tickets for Brock to sit on my lap so he wouldn't have his own seat. A nightmare I know but its cheaper. Well there was enough room in first class that the guy next to me moved to give us more room. I thought it was very nice of him and I was very greatful. A lot of the flight Brock just sat in his own seat taking crayons out of the box putting them in his lap and putting them back in the box again. We came home with about half the crayons. I always thought that the hot towel thing in first class was a joke, because it didn't happen on our way to WA, but i am proof it is real!!!! And its really nice, at the end of the flight they came by with hot towels for people. I honestly didn't know what to do with it, I just watched what everyone else did. I wasn't about to put it on my face but I washed my hands with it. And to end a good flight good, we were early.
We arived in IL about 30mins early and thank god for that because my gate was on the other side of the airport. To make matters better Brock wanted to walk all the way there, which i wouldn't mind if he would have just gone the way I wanted him to. The backpack killed my back infact my shoulders still hurt. My purse made me feel like my arms were about to fall off and Brock just made matters worse. It was nice to finally sit down when I got to the gate for less than a second. Brock decided he was just going to get out of his chair and check out the airport. I am glad it wasn't long till we boarded our plane.
The second flight was short and the plane was small. This flight it was just Brock and I to one seat. He spent most of his time standing infront of me pulling the magazines and barf bag out of the seat and handing them to me and putting them back. He fell asleep a little before we landed and he wouldn't wake up. Everytime I would get him up I would look down and he would be asleep again. After we got up and moving we got out of the plane, we climbed down some stairs to stand right where they usally park the planes...never done that before and I really didn't like it.
We finally got to the airport! I let Brock walk/run to daddy and he bent down to pick him up...it was really cute. We went home thinking Brock would go to sleep when we got there. He was to excited to see his toys and went to sleep about 1:30am. He did sleep in till 12 this morning so I can't complain but I was up most of the night because someone can't sleep alone anymore. Brock was kicking me all night and complaining like I was in his way but I was falling off the bed. At one point I got so annoyed and just said "WHAT!" I guess I broke his little heart, because he lost it. So after calming him down I tried to sleep again and he did the same thing so I gave him the outside...ya bad idea...i slept a good half hour but woke up to a thump...Brock fell off the bed.
Right now it is 1am again...and Brock just went to sleep, i got to wake up in 8hrs for his appt. so I will most likely do a blog on that. Have a good night...or day should I say?
Brock and I got up early sat. to get to the airport. My mom then bumped my ticket up. You know how they say show up two hours before your flight leaves. Usally it seems like a waste of time to me because I end up waiting and 1.5hours before they even board, but i still show up 2hours a head of time. This time I was glad I did.
First we did the electronic check in and it spits out one ticket....I'm riding on two planes...but sometimes I guess it does that. We also look at it and it is my second flight its from IL to JAX...missing the first flight. So we had to get help and re-print the ticket and get both this time. On the way through security.
Usally I cut the line because I have a baby but the line was only a few people long, so we waited. We get to the point where they check your ticket to your ID i don't know why I didn't noticed, but it was Brocks boarding pass. The lady asked me, did you get a ticket for yourself. I'm thinking we'll no i'm just going to let him fly on his own. So I tell her i'll go back and figure it out and it seemed like she wasn't going to give it back. I had to repeat myself a few times, before finally getting the tickets back. So we went back to the check in and got my tickets too.
So about and 1.5hours later we finally boarded. The first flight was really nice. I bought tickets for Brock to sit on my lap so he wouldn't have his own seat. A nightmare I know but its cheaper. Well there was enough room in first class that the guy next to me moved to give us more room. I thought it was very nice of him and I was very greatful. A lot of the flight Brock just sat in his own seat taking crayons out of the box putting them in his lap and putting them back in the box again. We came home with about half the crayons. I always thought that the hot towel thing in first class was a joke, because it didn't happen on our way to WA, but i am proof it is real!!!! And its really nice, at the end of the flight they came by with hot towels for people. I honestly didn't know what to do with it, I just watched what everyone else did. I wasn't about to put it on my face but I washed my hands with it. And to end a good flight good, we were early.
We arived in IL about 30mins early and thank god for that because my gate was on the other side of the airport. To make matters better Brock wanted to walk all the way there, which i wouldn't mind if he would have just gone the way I wanted him to. The backpack killed my back infact my shoulders still hurt. My purse made me feel like my arms were about to fall off and Brock just made matters worse. It was nice to finally sit down when I got to the gate for less than a second. Brock decided he was just going to get out of his chair and check out the airport. I am glad it wasn't long till we boarded our plane.
The second flight was short and the plane was small. This flight it was just Brock and I to one seat. He spent most of his time standing infront of me pulling the magazines and barf bag out of the seat and handing them to me and putting them back. He fell asleep a little before we landed and he wouldn't wake up. Everytime I would get him up I would look down and he would be asleep again. After we got up and moving we got out of the plane, we climbed down some stairs to stand right where they usally park the planes...never done that before and I really didn't like it.
We finally got to the airport! I let Brock walk/run to daddy and he bent down to pick him up...it was really cute. We went home thinking Brock would go to sleep when we got there. He was to excited to see his toys and went to sleep about 1:30am. He did sleep in till 12 this morning so I can't complain but I was up most of the night because someone can't sleep alone anymore. Brock was kicking me all night and complaining like I was in his way but I was falling off the bed. At one point I got so annoyed and just said "WHAT!" I guess I broke his little heart, because he lost it. So after calming him down I tried to sleep again and he did the same thing so I gave him the outside...ya bad idea...i slept a good half hour but woke up to a thump...Brock fell off the bed.
Right now it is 1am again...and Brock just went to sleep, i got to wake up in 8hrs for his appt. so I will most likely do a blog on that. Have a good night...or day should I say?
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Great Grandpa Cook
I believe you all know, but my husbands Great Grandfather passed away this pass Thursday. Although it was to be expected that he wouldn't make it through Feb. it still was a unexpected death. I don't know in my head I kept thinking that he would beat the cancer one more time and maybe live forever.
When I first met this cute little old man, he was sitting on his stool with his pants undone and told my now husband how he got himself a pretty girl. As I dated my husband more and more I heard more and more amazing stories about him.
I learned that he was one of the young men that road on a train from the east coast to the west looking for work. In his late 80s he would fall trees in his back yard by himself until his family wouldn't let him anymore. In his late 80s he was healthier then we'll ever be.
About 2years ago Grandpa Cook caught cancer. First they just kept cutting it out. And he fought it and kept winning but it will always come back and they would always give him a few more months. Finally Grandpa Cook went into radiation treatment last year due to the fact he had no ear left. I left WA with the family telling me he doesn't have long.
In November they told us he only had 6months left. His pain medicine made him see buffalo in the backyard, he was not doing good. By December he was doing better then the month before we thought he would get better once again and beat the odds.
We went to WA knowing we would never see him again, but with the hope it wasn't true. Seeing him in a wheelchair killed my husband. He knew he hated it in there and Grandpa told everyone he couldn't stand being in the chair. Which makes sense when he took care of everything and now was having people take care of him it was eating him up.
My husbands time in WA ended and when he said goodbye to his Grandpa, his Grandpa said he'll never see him again, hes done good with his life and he'll miss him. After that my husband was very quiet in the car. I've never seen him like it before.
The fallowing wed. night Grandpa fell out of his chair and broke his hip. Grandma and Great Grandma took him to the hospital. The fallowing morning he passed due to a blood clot in his hand. I was supposed to go to my moms that Sat. but due to Grandpas death I had to stay with the family, i just couldn't leave them that way. I'm one of those strange inlaws that is closer to her inlaws then to her own family. So it was a hurt to me too.
This was the first time someone close to me had passed. I'm going to miss that goofy old man on the stool with his pants unzipped very much but I am glad he didn't feel pain, and suffer from the cancer in the end.
Grandpa Cooks obituary:
Alex "Cookie" Cook
Alex M. Cook, of Granite Falls, WA, passed away peacefully in his sleep on January 15, 2009. He was born in Maynardville, Tennessee on March 14, 1917 and resided with his wife, Betty, in Robe Valley for the last 66 years. Alex was a World War II veteran, he had a long career as a logger then retired from Snohomish County Public Works in 1983. Alex loved camping, fishing, playing his harmonica and guitar and spending time with his family. He was instrumental in starting up the Robe Valley Fire Department and served as the Fire Commissioner for many years.
Alex is survived by his wife of 66 years, Betty; his three children, Marie Tharp, Joann (Bill) Gordius and Rick (Brenda) Cook; grandchildren, Bobbie, Pam, Becky, Angie, Kyle and Timmy; eight great-grandchildren; and eight great-great-grandchildren.
Alex was preceded in death by his parents; six siblings; and his son-in-law, Bob Tharp who passed away in 2004.
A celebration of Alex's life will be held at 2 p.m., on February 7, 2009, at the Granite Falls American Legion Hall.
In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Robe Valley Fireman's Association.
RIP Grandpa I'll miss you and so will many...
When I first met this cute little old man, he was sitting on his stool with his pants undone and told my now husband how he got himself a pretty girl. As I dated my husband more and more I heard more and more amazing stories about him.
I learned that he was one of the young men that road on a train from the east coast to the west looking for work. In his late 80s he would fall trees in his back yard by himself until his family wouldn't let him anymore. In his late 80s he was healthier then we'll ever be.
About 2years ago Grandpa Cook caught cancer. First they just kept cutting it out. And he fought it and kept winning but it will always come back and they would always give him a few more months. Finally Grandpa Cook went into radiation treatment last year due to the fact he had no ear left. I left WA with the family telling me he doesn't have long.
In November they told us he only had 6months left. His pain medicine made him see buffalo in the backyard, he was not doing good. By December he was doing better then the month before we thought he would get better once again and beat the odds.
We went to WA knowing we would never see him again, but with the hope it wasn't true. Seeing him in a wheelchair killed my husband. He knew he hated it in there and Grandpa told everyone he couldn't stand being in the chair. Which makes sense when he took care of everything and now was having people take care of him it was eating him up.
My husbands time in WA ended and when he said goodbye to his Grandpa, his Grandpa said he'll never see him again, hes done good with his life and he'll miss him. After that my husband was very quiet in the car. I've never seen him like it before.
The fallowing wed. night Grandpa fell out of his chair and broke his hip. Grandma and Great Grandma took him to the hospital. The fallowing morning he passed due to a blood clot in his hand. I was supposed to go to my moms that Sat. but due to Grandpas death I had to stay with the family, i just couldn't leave them that way. I'm one of those strange inlaws that is closer to her inlaws then to her own family. So it was a hurt to me too.
This was the first time someone close to me had passed. I'm going to miss that goofy old man on the stool with his pants unzipped very much but I am glad he didn't feel pain, and suffer from the cancer in the end.
Grandpa Cooks obituary:
Alex "Cookie" Cook
Alex M. Cook, of Granite Falls, WA, passed away peacefully in his sleep on January 15, 2009. He was born in Maynardville, Tennessee on March 14, 1917 and resided with his wife, Betty, in Robe Valley for the last 66 years. Alex was a World War II veteran, he had a long career as a logger then retired from Snohomish County Public Works in 1983. Alex loved camping, fishing, playing his harmonica and guitar and spending time with his family. He was instrumental in starting up the Robe Valley Fire Department and served as the Fire Commissioner for many years.
Alex is survived by his wife of 66 years, Betty; his three children, Marie Tharp, Joann (Bill) Gordius and Rick (Brenda) Cook; grandchildren, Bobbie, Pam, Becky, Angie, Kyle and Timmy; eight great-grandchildren; and eight great-great-grandchildren.
Alex was preceded in death by his parents; six siblings; and his son-in-law, Bob Tharp who passed away in 2004.
A celebration of Alex's life will be held at 2 p.m., on February 7, 2009, at the Granite Falls American Legion Hall.
In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Robe Valley Fireman's Association.
RIP Grandpa I'll miss you and so will many...
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Coming to you from Vacation
Hey ya'll I'm back! I'm sorry I didn't bother to check the blog most of my trip but my husbands grandma lives in the mountain. There is still the only option of dial up there, and when it took an hour plus to check my email and bank account i decided the blog would have to wait till i got to my moms. And what did I get at my moms as a late Christmas present?! Lets try a brand new laptop!
The flight was pretty good. I guess it could have been worse. First we get throw ever thing nice and easy. While waiting at the gate I told my husband to walk our son around to wear him out, so maybe...just maybe he'll sleep. We'll not even 10mins later I hear our son crying, i turn around to see him running to me. When I asked my husband what was wrong he said Brock lost me. I asked what he ment he said that Brock was walking then went down the seating looking at every other women, after a few he panicked. Then they were boarding first class rows 1-6. I looked at our tickets it said row one. I asked my husband if we were in first class he went to ask and guess what! it turned out we got bumped up to first class the whole way to WA. Brock didn't cry much id say a total of 20mins if that and we made it in at 12 midnight WA time.
Anyways the trip has gone okay so far. The first two weeks I wanted to spend with just me and my hubby, he went out just about every night with his friends but got woken up early to spend the day with me. Why would i let him go out that much people might ask...we'll in the past year I can count how many times he went out on one hand and still have room to roam. I also told him before he left that when we move back to WA that, that ain't going to happen. He could have one day a week at least when we move back. He agreed and said he wouldn't be able to do that anyways.
My third week i hung out with my dad and my husbands family. I had planned to drive down to my moms sat. and spend the rest of my vacation with her. Unfortunately my husbands great grandpa passed thurs. morning, so I spent a little more time with my husbands family to make sure they were okay.
I arrived at my moms, Tues. afternoon...sick. I have caught a cold and now my son has a too. We leave in 3days, i hope we get better. I got to play a WII and I love it! When we get a break in money I'm deff. getting one. My vacation is almost over, and to be honest I can't wait to be back in my own home, i got a overload of family and I'm ready for it to be just the 3 of us again.
When I get back to GA I'll post pictures for ya'll.
The flight was pretty good. I guess it could have been worse. First we get throw ever thing nice and easy. While waiting at the gate I told my husband to walk our son around to wear him out, so maybe...just maybe he'll sleep. We'll not even 10mins later I hear our son crying, i turn around to see him running to me. When I asked my husband what was wrong he said Brock lost me. I asked what he ment he said that Brock was walking then went down the seating looking at every other women, after a few he panicked. Then they were boarding first class rows 1-6. I looked at our tickets it said row one. I asked my husband if we were in first class he went to ask and guess what! it turned out we got bumped up to first class the whole way to WA. Brock didn't cry much id say a total of 20mins if that and we made it in at 12 midnight WA time.
Anyways the trip has gone okay so far. The first two weeks I wanted to spend with just me and my hubby, he went out just about every night with his friends but got woken up early to spend the day with me. Why would i let him go out that much people might ask...we'll in the past year I can count how many times he went out on one hand and still have room to roam. I also told him before he left that when we move back to WA that, that ain't going to happen. He could have one day a week at least when we move back. He agreed and said he wouldn't be able to do that anyways.
My third week i hung out with my dad and my husbands family. I had planned to drive down to my moms sat. and spend the rest of my vacation with her. Unfortunately my husbands great grandpa passed thurs. morning, so I spent a little more time with my husbands family to make sure they were okay.
I arrived at my moms, Tues. afternoon...sick. I have caught a cold and now my son has a too. We leave in 3days, i hope we get better. I got to play a WII and I love it! When we get a break in money I'm deff. getting one. My vacation is almost over, and to be honest I can't wait to be back in my own home, i got a overload of family and I'm ready for it to be just the 3 of us again.
When I get back to GA I'll post pictures for ya'll.
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