Therapy Album

I am not sure if I am on the verge of a nervous breakdown or a mid life crisis, but at any rate changes are over coming me. I have been recently contacted by my first love..... first husband. After 18 years of carrying hate in my heart I have finally let it go. I am feeling somewhat free, yet it is a difficult journey for me. I have forgiven but not forgoten. I have been re-living so many long gone emotions and memories. So, I have decided to create a Therapy album to get myself through all of these feelings. I am hoping that by working on it I will find some inner peace and come to terms with the over whelming feelings I have beating in my heart, when it is complete, I will send it on to him, and let him travel though it from my point of view. wish me luck!

There's more than one way to pull a tooth

Dustin, my little discovery kid. He is the one that will pick something apart for no good reason other than to figure out how it works. He never hesitates to think "outside the box". This shot is his newest idea for pulling a loose tooth.. tie one end of dental floss to the tooth, the other to a remote control car and go. After about 20 minutes of trying he came to realize that the tooth was not quite ready to come out, but it sure was fun to watch...LOL

Homecoming 2009

This years homecoming Parade was a little downer for me as I no longer have a "High Schooler" of my own... but I still have to support the local kids. In this picture front and center is my Bryan, he's the one in the US MARINE CORP uniform carrying the flag on the left. He left a boy and came home a man from the boot camp in San Diego. I couldn't be more proud of him. He definately found his calling... and the best part of it all, is that he will see the world Outside of "the Ville"....

Page in the making.....

I utterly plan on making this photo into a page and I should title this page "Ungrateful" however, since Scrapbooking is supposed to be an enjoyable hobby for me I think the title to this one will be, "You'll see"

After a night of crazed 8 and 9 year olds, 9 of them plus my own 2, Kyle was not happy about how the pinata deal went.. He only got to wack it once before his "friend" grabbed it and split it in half.. (Kid needs therapy.. anger management or something) anyhow, Kyle was heartbroaken.. Not because he didn't get any candy... but because the pinata was made by the other little guy in this shot... and it was made for Kyle. He was upset that his other "friend" ruined his great gift in a fashion that was not meant to be.. so I thik "you'll see" will cover this one just fine. That way, one day when he looks back and has kids of his own, he will understand what we were talking about.... he will understand why we try and limit friend parties to only 3-4 friends, and how 9 can get to be overwhelming.... and he will understand that pouting over silly things don't take away from the big picture... we will see later on when he has kids of his own

Frog .... Run For your life!!

This poor little fella should have hoped on home before being caught by Dustin.....

poor thing

Happy Birthday Kyle!

Happy Birthday to my little Hero. Born on September 11, 2001, amidst all the crazy things that happened that day. The pointless terrorism and loss.... he came into the world, and it has been a brighter place ever since.

This is a victory.... Kuddos to my boy~!

YEAH

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