In a nutshell...

I walk dogs, for extra money. So I can buy Trucks.

I get Ice Cream when I am good. "which is all the time"

I go on the potty!

What a whirlwind of events that has taken place in our lives lately. We found out today that we are living in an unsafe home. The landlady needs to remove all moldy anything before I will bring Van back into that house. We took a road trip to South Carolina to see my college buddies and get out of town for the weekend. When we returned it was my birthday and I had a nice relaxing one! My mom watched Van and she gave me the best massage while we watched tennis and relaxed. Then she watched Van at night and Conner and I got to go have sushi with the family! I got some awesome gifts including a gift card to nordstrom and my favorite signature perfume Angel. Conner gave me some running shoes so I can run away from here! Run forest run! I have felt pretty defeated lately - just to be honest. I want to write that everything is awesome and we are all smiles, but since we have arrived it has been a rocky road. Everything has been a challenge. Van is sick again I think he got a cold on our trip but this time he can't keep food down and is running fevers. I feel like a hamster running in my ball and I can't get anything accomplished..... This to shall pass - Conner reminded me tonight as he drove away after dinner to the house we are supposed to be living in as a family. Van is needing MOM even more these days as he is not sure where home is and he is feeling ill. We love this boy more than anything in this world and just want a safe place for him to call home. Where he can play with his trucks and doggies...

Here are a few photos of the milestones from the past few weeks. He is about to turn one and a half and I enjoy every second with him, even when I am getting thrown up on four times in a row.
My sister sent me this poem that she found and I love it..

My Baby Boy and Me:

It's three AM, they're all asleep, and no-one's here to see.
As we rock slowly back and forth, My baby boy and me.
His little hand is feather light Tucked up against my chin.
I hold his tiny hand in mine, and stroke his baby skin.
The house about us creaks and groans, The clock hands creep around.
He snuggles closer to me still, And makes his baby sounds. I love these quiet hours so much, And cherish every one.
Store memories up inside my heart For lonely nights to come.
All too soon he'll be grown up, His need for mama gone.
But until then I still have time For kisses and for song.
Time for quiet hours like this With him cuddled in my arms,
Where I wish he'd always stay Protected, safe and warm.
And yet I know the day will come When his tiny little hand, will be bigger than my own. He'll grow to be a man.
But until then he's mine to love With no one here to see. As we rock slowly back and forth,
My baby boy and me.
...Author Unknown