More Positive than Bad today

T came over to do something crafty with me this morning. What a joke! I see why I haven't been crafty for years now, with little kiddos running amuck it's nearly impossible! But we had a good chat, so that was more than ok. And I was able to organize some of my piles of scrapbook paper before she came, so that was nice. So much for my dream craft room, exercise room, play room, library, bedrooms for each of our children...and indoor pool that Adam and I had planned in that dream house of ours. It was always a dream, and a dream it will stay! Ha! Right now I'd settle for an easy way to organize my crafts so I can access them....ok, or maybe at least just know where they all are in a couple shelves!

Then I turned on the weather channel this afternoon. At the very second I did so, a tornado was distroying part (so the reports say) of my friend's city in Alabama. I blinked several times, thinking the odds of hitting her small town? Come ON! So I called her, texted her, facebooked her, texted another friend....worrying. I got a text back (thankfully) saying that they were ok. Yikes. The footage I've seen is just nuts. So grateful she, her little boys and hubby are safe.

Dinner went ok, Carson must be having a growth spurt. He shoves food in his mouth as fast as his grubby little hands will allow. It's a funny sight, considering a month ago he gagged on everything he put in his mouth (I'm blocking out the one gagging episode and change of clothes that he had today...). Oh yeah, I gave him bits of an oreo today, which of course he loved. Yeah, I'm mother of the year. Whatev. Happy Children=Happy Mom.

And then I got a call and heard the news of Baby A's arrival. I think M & C were, well, afraid to tell me maybe, but somehow I knew when they called to tell me. I'm so excited for them. He's here and is safe and sound. Adam is probably wanting to shake his head like he did when I told him that Justin's middle name HAD to have his name as a middle name, it was simply required. And yet I think he probably understands (now) how his life impacted many many others, and why his name fits this baby. I should keep a running list of the stories I hear daily of strangers (and not-so-strangers) who have been somehow affected by Adam's life and death, many times in a really roundabout way. It humbles me. But I digress. I'm thrilled for M & C. I love them, and their family. They ARE family in every sense for Adam and I--always have been. I love that. And I will forever be grateful for the weekend Adam and I went to UT for their wedding. Carson will have to thank them someday too.

Justin received his Wolf rank at Pack Meeting tonight. Whew. A month before his 9th birthday. It gave me pause all day that the last big award Justin got, Adam was there--Adam was the one who Justin was pinning that night instead of me (I was working). At first glance, it breaks my heart that I missed that moment, but then I'm well aware that if I HAD been there that I would've been the one being pinned (just like tonight--since it's generally the moms who are pinned) and that makes me glad that Adam was involved with Justin's scouting. I just wish he were here to enjoy it with Justin, for these things are so much what Adam enjoyed about having little boys and being able to teach them outdoorsy stuff. I will never be able to take that place. I hate fishing....HATE it. Sexist, maybe--but I think fishing is something for guys to love....There's something about inflicting pain on fish, poking them with a giant fish hook. Gutting them. Eewww. Don't get me started on how traumatized I am for going salmon fishing with Adam and his grandpa when we were engaged. While yummy to eat, the actual process.....NOT so lady-like. I kind of have cavemen talk in my head now, thinking about it. "Woman. Me catch big fish. You be impressed. You happy. Me fish so you eat. Grrr." Ok, now I'm smiling. I need to locate my favorite Adam-with-his-giant-salmon-fishing picture. Ahh.

Justin and I celebrated his Wolf accomplishment with a milkshake. Spencer, didn't get one. Spencer has been so moody, SO MOODY, that I've had to put my foot down. A LOT. He had a timeout at pack meeting. Oh, that boy. Adam and I always said he would be our difficult one. Unfortunately, he's got a very watchful pair of younger eyes that watch his every move. I'm in trouble! I'm just praying for a reprieve in Carson.

All in all, maybe more positives than negatives today? I guess it's all about my attitude. And since all three babies are sleeping at this very moment, my attitude is good. Check back with me in a hour....