T Stands for Talking

Today, I feel like writing about my first born, who is my only daughter and will always be my beautiful baby girl. I love this girl to pieces. TO PIECES. And, she is so social and outgoing to the point at which it leaves me and my husband wondering where she gets those traits from because we are more introverted. She is probably this way because I encouraged social behavior in her pre-school years. We were very social and active, often attending playdates. I always encouraged her to approach other kids to make friends. I think this is a huge part of who she is now, not that I'm really complaining, I think it is wonderful that she isn't scared to approach other kids and has the desire to make friends.

Our daughter, being the extroverted type of person, tends to come home from school with marks on her behavior card every once in awhile. The mark she gets the most is a T, which means talking. She has gotten NL once, which means not listening. Every time she comes home with marks on her card, she loses her TV(in her room) privileges, to also include any kind of computer/Ipad activity. I also expect her to fully explain to me why she received the said mark. She always struggles with explaining why she received the mark, which frustrates me, and so we(I) spend a lot of time talking about it which wears her down emotionally. There are days that I look at her behavior card (to sign it) the morning of school, which isn't smart on my part but most of the time she doesn't get marks so I don't expect to have any issues. This morning was different, however, she received another T mark.

This morning initially started off great! I woke up, she woke up earlier than normal and decided she wanted breakfast at home instead of school. So, I made her some oatmeal, some toast, and fixed her a glass of juice. Then, I grabbed her behavior card and that's when the morning took a turn. I asked her why she received a T, and she went silent. The most I was able to get out of her was the obvious, because she was talking. I explained to her what her consequences were going to be (loss of TV/Ipad privileges), which she probably expected. Daddy woke up a little bit after our conversation, and was able to get more information out of her by telling her he was going to clean out her room of everything but a bed and a dresser if she didn't explain what happened. Our goal in this is to get her to own her behavior, which she has shown not to do in the past. She usually places the blame on other people. She eventually said her friend asked for help on the work. Which is kind of sad to me because I feel bad for my daughter for the fact that I know she is a kind soul and willing to help anyone in need. However, she needs to know that the rules are different at school, and peer help isn't always welcomed if not otherwise advised. So we explained to her that if someone asks for help on school work, she needs to tell them to ask the teacher. In the end, it's good if she tells us what happened so that we can work through it with her. However, she makes it hard on herself up until the point of explanation because she doesn't want to talk or she says she doesn't remember why she got a mark. We ultimately end up spending way more time on an issue like this than necessary. This is something we are trying to work on with her.

Now, fast forward to me dropping her off at school. This is where this mama really started to feel bad. She was about to be let out of the car by a teacher when I told her that I knew she would get a happy face today because she is a good girl. This caused her to tear up and we hugged and I gave her a kiss on her forehead. The teacher opened the door, and Hailee completely tripped out of the car. :( The teacher asked if she was okay, and she got back on her feet and started to walk, so I yelled "Hailee", and she turned around with sad eyes and shook her head yes and went on her way. This ripped me apart. So now I sit here and I really miss her, I wish I could give her a big hug. I am sad because my goal was to start her day off right, and it backfired so now I feel like she's going to have a bad day because I chose to look at her behavior card this morning rather than yesterday.

Parenting is really hard. Disciplining can be harder. My daughter is a wonderful, kind, and positive spirited person. She doesn't like to get in trouble and she roots for the underdog. There isn't a bone in that girl's body that is mean, troublesome, or hateful. This is why I suspect that I don't like to discipline her because I know she isn't a bad girl. She likes to talk, and that's not a crime. But, I feel as a parent, it's my job to teach her that she needs to respect her teacher, her peers, and she needs to listen at school. I need to teach her this every step of the way, because if I don't, I'm afraid it'll snowball into bigger issues as she gets older.

Something that I deal with that is sad and maybe a little illogical is the fear of a school shooting, or anything happening to her at school. I fear that I will give her a hard time about her behavior and something bad could happen and I could regret it for the rest of my life. But, more importantly and perhaps logically, I also have to think about the future and her growing up to be a responsible, respecting, well behaved individual. I can't live my life in fear of something happening to her, I can only love her to my fullest extent and teach her the good in life, hug and kiss her when she leaves and wish her a really great day..for that is my duty as her mother.

We just celebrated our first Halloween back in the states! The last time the kids truly got to trick or treat until their little feet got tired, was back in 2010. Hailee was Jessie from Toy Story and Andrew was a LSU Tiger. We were able to spend Halloween in Louisiana, and we had a blast. The following June, we moved to England, and much to our surprise, we found out Halloween is not as celebrated there as it is in the states. Nonetheless, Hailee was able to dress up as a pirate for school, which was about the only dressing up she did as we did not Trick or Treat that year.

On Halloween in 2012, we decided we were going to attempt to take the kids Trick or Treating because we felt they were missing out on our traditions. We drove 30 or so minutes away from home, and another 15 minutes around a town which people claimed Halloween was celebrated in. Finally, we found some people. We parked the car, walked for about 15 minutes in the freezing cold, miserable weather, when we noticed Andrew was shaking because he was so cold. Cody loaded him back up into the car, and me and Hailee went to a few more houses with Cody following behind us in the car, before calling it a night. It wasn't the best Halloween but at least the kids were able to experience it. Sadly, I don't have any pictures from this adventure. Hailee was a bat-erina and Andrew was a football player.

Needless to say, we were super excited for this year. Hailee was able to dress up twice on Halloween. For school, she had to dress up as a character from a book. She chose to be Belle from Beauty and the Beast. For Halloween night, she was Draculaura from Monster High and Andrew was Thomas the train. It was the perfect night to go Trick or Treating, not too hot and not too cold. We live in a huge neighborhood, so we took the kids around until they were no longer interested. It was a super fun night!

Hailee wrote me(and Cody) this really sweet letter today. In her note, she says "after my concert" because she loves singing and is like a lot of girls when it comes to dreaming of being a singer some day. As the letter goes on, she says that she'll have three Yorkies for me when she is older. I have always loved Yorkies, and so she has always said this to me. She also says that she'll have a chihuahua and three black Labradors for Cody. You can totally tell that we love dogs in our family, and the love for dogs has spread to our children. :) The letter proceeds on about her wanting me come visit her for lunch one day. I'm hoping to do this soon because I know it'll mean a lot to her. <3 Thank you, Hailee, for the sweet note to us. I'm documenting it on here so that I'll never lose it. I love you, baby girl. Love, Mommy

Rocky Bo Bocky

Since I've completed my catch up blog and tried to rush six months of my life into a rather small blog post, I'm now going to post about a dog that I found last May. I purposely didn't add him in my last post because I wanted to make a post all for him so that I could introduce him properly. By now, you may have heard about my nearly 9 year old minpin, Pebbles, and my 2 year old British Black Labrador, Lincoln. I have posted about them in the past right here: Pebbles and here: Lincoln. And if I sparked any interest in you at all and you have dug deeper into my past blog posts, you will find that I have expressed that I am an animal lover and would one day love to dedicate my life to saving and helping animals here: I heart animals!.

Now onto Rocky. May 15, 2013, started out like any other normal day. My alarm went off, I woke up, woke the kids up, got everyone ready to bring Hailee to school, and out the door we went. On my way back from dropping Hailee off, I saw a dog on the main road outside of my neighborhood. He was trying to cross the road, but every time he tried a car would pass and he'd jump back on the grass. Of course, being the dog lover I am I felt compelled to do something to save this dog before I saw it get hit. So I turned into my neighborhood, rolled down my window and tried to get his attention. He looked at me and seemed interested, so I opened my passenger side door. He slowly crept up to my hand that I was holding out for him to smell. He took a few seconds to smell my hand and then he hopped right on in to my car. He was so cute the way he just sat in the seat, enjoying the nice cool air as we drove back to what would become his home, my home. I pulled into my driveway, pulled out my phone and called my husband(who was at home). He answered and I told him I had a dilemma, haha. Immediately he thought I had been in an accident, he told me this later. I continued and said that I picked up a dog, and the dog doesn't have a collar so I needed help getting him in the house. I could feel the lack of thrill over the phone about my dilemma, but out he came to inspect what I had picked up off the road and brought home.

I'm going to interrupt the story right here and be quite honest about the fact that my husband really wasn't surprised that I picked up a dog and brought it home. He knows how much I love animals, and knows that I have a big heart when it comes to them. While he sighed and didn't want to believe that I brought a dog home to add to our other two, he welcomed this sweet dog into our family because deep down he has a big heart for dogs, too. :) This is a guy who I expect not to be too thrilled externally when I get pets because each and every time I have brought a dog home, he isn't exactly jumping up and down. Take for example when I got Lincoln, our British Black Lab. Lincoln was just 8 weeks old when I got him. We had to do the whole puppy phase, and yes it was frustrating(you can see that I touched on this within past blogs), but Cody has always wanted a Labrador and I will admit the timing wasn't perfect because we were in England. And yes, it caused us many problems trying to get a military approved airline to fly us ALL back together. But, we made it all back together and I give Cody the most credit for being able to get Lincoln back to the states with us. Cody fought DAILY for weeks to make sure Lincoln came back with us. He sold his Camaro in England to get the $1000 it was going to cost us to bring Lincoln home. To say that Cody doesn't care about dogs would just be a big fat lie. :)

Back to Rocky, so we took him through the house to the backyard so that we could introduce him to Lincoln and Pebbles in an open environment. Lincoln was excited to meet Rocky, they ran and ran and ran all over the backyard. Pebbles didn't care too much about Rocky, but she would later take a big liking to him. She has a different relationship with Rocky than Lincoln does. She doesn't play with him but she is very caring towards him. Lincoln's relationship with Rocky is a very playful one. Lincoln is the baby of the three, that we know of, and he is the most playful. Rocky doesn't always want to play and the good thing is, is that Lincoln gets that. The first day went great, the second day Rocky escaped from our yard from a little hole in the back behind a tree that we were unaware of because our other two dogs have never tried to escape. I thought that was it, he was gone. But, my daughter was in hysterics by the time I came inside from the backyard, she had seen the escape! She was bawling, and I had to get her to school. I didn't know how I was going calm her down between then and dropping her off for school. A miracle happened, though. On our way to school, down the street there was Rocky. I opened the door to my car again(DEJA VU), and in jumps Rocky..like everything is just peachy! I was reminded of just the day before as he sat there enjoying the cool air once again. haha. He was soaking wet, by the way, in my brand new car. *sigh* I didn't allow fast food in my car, but hey, come on in little wet dirty dog! The things I do for animals! haha. Hailee was happy, BEYOND happy. She said to my statement of "Ugh, he's soaking wet and all over my seat", "WELL, at least we found him, mommy", how can I argue with that? A girl just like her momma. *beams*

When picking up a dog off the streets, you don't really know what you are getting. As far as you are concerned they don't have a name, they don't have an age, they don't have a back story, and heck, sometimes you don't even know what the heck kind of dog they are at all. So, we brought him to the vet. He wasn't mircrochipped, the vet said Rocky has Beagle in him, and that he is at least 3-4 years of age. We spent a couple months hanging flyers, reaching out to social media, and we informed the shelters. We still have yet to hear from anyone who knows "Rocky". We have had some people say that he looks like a dog a homeless guy had, I don't even know where to begin on that lead. Last month we took him to the vet because Rocky was acting very lethargic, and found out that he has heart worms. So, was he abandoned because of this? Was he homeless for a while? I don't know if we will ever know. At the very least, I would love to know what name he used to go by, but he has adjusted to the name Rocky well, so that's all I can ask for I guess.

Since we've had him for almost 4 months now, we have pretty much declared him as ours. He has been updated on his shots, and is under care for heart worms. He is already fixed, so we don't have to worry about that. The past few months have been an adjustment for him(as well as for us), but I really think he has accepted us as his family at this point. My closing thoughts for this blog post would be that going from 2 to three dogs was really overwhelming at first. However, I've always heard that going from 2-3 kids is the hardest but any after that isn't a big deal. I feel like that now with dogs. Will I become a dog lady? I don't know. I have browsed shelters looking for small breeds that have been in the shelter for too long and are walking the euthanasia danger line. I'm considering adding one more addition, an addition that really needs a home..will I?? I don't know, I guess time will only tell.

Take care!

Jaimee

Goodbye England!

Yet again, it's been awhile since I last updated my blog. We are now back in the states! The picture to the right is Cody loading up the car to go to the Manchester airport. We flew back from England in February, and landed in Louisiana. It was so nice to be back home. We had a bump on our flight back and missed our connection flight in Washington, DC, so we ended up staying the night in a hotel. It was pretty stressful because some of our luggage had made it to the next plane and some hadn't. On top of that, we had shipped our dog and they weren't able to tell us at first if he made the next flight or not. Luckily, we found out he made the flight and Cody's father was able to go pick him up when he arrived in Louisiana. I'm not sure what would have happened if he hadn't made the flight. It was pretty darn scary!

The next day, we boarded our flight to Louisiana and because we had last minute tickets, all of our seats were separate. This was a pain because we had to ask people to rearrange themselves so that me and Cody could both sit with one of our kids. Even though we slept in a hotel the night before, me and Bubba were pretty tired after we sorted the seating arrangement out. Bubba was asleep before the plane took off the ground and I slept very lightly on the way to our final destination. Once we landed, we saw Cody's mom and it felt so good to be "home"! The sun was shining, the weather was warm, and we were so happy. When we left England it was cold, snowy, and just plain old depressing.

We spent most of the month of February with Cody's relatives, and Cody and I were fortunate to get a few date nights. One night, we went to the Casino and I won $700 playing on the slots. So, Cody turned around and bought pit section tickets at the Jason Aldean concert! I was super excited! I don't think I'll ever beat those seats in the future! haha.

In March, we moved into our house that we own in Pensacola. We had to sleep on blow up mattresses for about a month before our actual furniture made it. We redid some of the house within the first few months of being back. After renting it out for 5 years, it needed some upgrades.

Hailee started school asap and she is happy at her new school. I'm back at school, nearly full time. I'm pretty busy between family, house chores, school, and Hailee's school stuff. I don't want to complain about it, though, because I really wasn't doing much in England, and I hated that. I'm happy that I am busy and that I'm doing something productive for myself. It's challenging but I just keep telling myself that I have to keep pushing through.

Hailee breaked for the summer in June, and we all had a happy summer. We played in the water, and spent some time in Jacksonville. Cody's mom and nieces came up twice, and Cody and I did a mud run. It was our first race event together and we had a blast. I'm looking forward to doing more with him.

Hailee just started school again, and so far so good. She really enjoys being around other kids and socializing. She does, however, keep complaining that they don't go play outside that much. I told her that's the thing about school and getting older, your playtime outside decreases. Poor kid. :)

That's it for now! Take care!

Jaimee

Ah, rainy day!

I used to love rainy days, and then I moved to England. What I would do for some sunshine for 12 hours, with some warmth added. The first day of 2012, brought rain in England. Am I surprised? Nope. I would have loved to drive to a beach today, and taken some pictures but that will have to wait. So I spent the day cleaning, doing laundry, reading a book, and yes, sleeping. It would sound like a great plan to someone else, but these are some of the things I do daily(except for the nap part, I don't have that luxury all the time). So, clearly, I would have loved to spend the day doing something a little more exciting.

When we moved here in June, and the sun didn't go down till 10pm and then came right up at about 5am, I couldn't stand it. The kids didn't want to go to bed at their bedtime(8pm) because it was still daylight out, and then of course, as soon as that sun popped up bright and early in the morning so did I. After spending a winter here, I am WELCOMING SUMMER WITH OPEN ARMS! I have plans of sitting out in the sunlight and just basking in the sun. I have been watching the sunset and sunrise times, and they are getting better! Sunset isn't scheduled till almost 4pm, and sunrise is moving up to 8:15..and as the days go on, it'll get darker later and brighter earlier! I cannot wait.

Project 365...TAKE TWO

So, I'm doing it again! I did it in 2009/2010, but never finished! It has been deleted now, I really really really wish they didn't delete albums that haven't been updated in a certain amount of time, because I'd love to look back.

So here it is: http://365project.org/jaimee365/365/2011-12-31

Here's to hoping I stay on top of it!! :)