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Sunday, January 25, 2009
Cute Moments
Sick and Tired!
I am so ready for the flu season to be over! It seems like my family has been sick non-stop since Christmas Eve. I thought we were all over it this last week and then last night Kelci was up all night. She was so congested that you could hear her wheezing from across the room. She was so miserable. I felt so bad for her. She is so sweet when she is sick, all the time, but especially when she is sick. I think I will end up taking her to the doctor. She is so sweet and happy that I hate to see her this way. I can't wait for warmer weather!
Thursday, January 22, 2009
needed to be said
By Nate Tanner
I have often thought about the things that I would like to tell my mother if she were alive. How much I love her; the things that I appreciate about her; the things that I recognize that she has done for me in my life. Even more often I think about the questions that I would like to ask her. What was I like as a baby? What was she like as a child? I have dreamed about her being a grandmother to my children; knowing my loving wife Terra; Having my mom tell me that I am a good father is the ultimate dream that I continually have.
I miss my mom so much but something very profound always seems to seep into my mind. Am I taking advantage of the time that I have with my father? Am I spending all my time feeling sorry that I lost my mother that I am neglecting my father just to someday feel all the same regret and sorrow for the time I lost with my dad. Granted, he is a grandfather to my children and knows my wife, but when he is gone, the time that follows will be time that I will be missing him and will wish I had more time.
I know I am failing at this and maybe this should be some kind of resolution, to better take advantage of the time I have with my father and maybe even others as well.
This week my cousin was found dead and he is only in his mid 30's with young children. A very sad situation and I have already thought about how I wished that I had kept in better touch with him. He was a good guy and I would have really enjoyed to have seen him once in awhile. That is my regret right now. Well then, should I just sit back and feel sorry that I did not visit him in several years until the next tragedy and feel sorry about that one and always be behind or should I actually catch on to how this works and start making the most out of the opportunities for relationships with those that will have them with me?
If this blog is acting as a journal for my children, I want to make it clear to never let things of this world get between you and your loved ones. Don't let your pride stop you from being a brother, sister, son, daughter, friend etc. and to never forget that things are just things and don't really matter. People make mistakes and need to be forgiven, always. And to never take people for granted because you never know when they will be gone. Love unconditionally. And when you have children of your own, kiss them way too many times, hug them so much from day one, always tell them that you love them and that they are the greatest blessing to you. As your Nana would say, "don't sweat the small stuff". Always make more deposits than withdraws from their emotional bank accounts. Get on the floor and play with their toys with them. And anytime you have to punish them, tell them that you love them, sincerely.
I know this is a long post, but sometimes you feel like you just want to make sure some things are said. I do love my family so much and I hope they know that. I hope my wife can some day say that I was a good husband and that my kids never feel badly in any way about their upbringing.
I love you guys,
your daddy and husband, Nathan Tanner
I have often thought about the things that I would like to tell my mother if she were alive. How much I love her; the things that I appreciate about her; the things that I recognize that she has done for me in my life. Even more often I think about the questions that I would like to ask her. What was I like as a baby? What was she like as a child? I have dreamed about her being a grandmother to my children; knowing my loving wife Terra; Having my mom tell me that I am a good father is the ultimate dream that I continually have.
I miss my mom so much but something very profound always seems to seep into my mind. Am I taking advantage of the time that I have with my father? Am I spending all my time feeling sorry that I lost my mother that I am neglecting my father just to someday feel all the same regret and sorrow for the time I lost with my dad. Granted, he is a grandfather to my children and knows my wife, but when he is gone, the time that follows will be time that I will be missing him and will wish I had more time.
I know I am failing at this and maybe this should be some kind of resolution, to better take advantage of the time I have with my father and maybe even others as well.
This week my cousin was found dead and he is only in his mid 30's with young children. A very sad situation and I have already thought about how I wished that I had kept in better touch with him. He was a good guy and I would have really enjoyed to have seen him once in awhile. That is my regret right now. Well then, should I just sit back and feel sorry that I did not visit him in several years until the next tragedy and feel sorry about that one and always be behind or should I actually catch on to how this works and start making the most out of the opportunities for relationships with those that will have them with me?
If this blog is acting as a journal for my children, I want to make it clear to never let things of this world get between you and your loved ones. Don't let your pride stop you from being a brother, sister, son, daughter, friend etc. and to never forget that things are just things and don't really matter. People make mistakes and need to be forgiven, always. And to never take people for granted because you never know when they will be gone. Love unconditionally. And when you have children of your own, kiss them way too many times, hug them so much from day one, always tell them that you love them and that they are the greatest blessing to you. As your Nana would say, "don't sweat the small stuff". Always make more deposits than withdraws from their emotional bank accounts. Get on the floor and play with their toys with them. And anytime you have to punish them, tell them that you love them, sincerely.
I know this is a long post, but sometimes you feel like you just want to make sure some things are said. I do love my family so much and I hope they know that. I hope my wife can some day say that I was a good husband and that my kids never feel badly in any way about their upbringing.
I love you guys,
your daddy and husband, Nathan Tanner
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Caison, come here!
"Tracen needs help!"
I was on the phone with Tiffany last night and the boy were playing together. I hear Tracen start screaming, but wasn't in any real hurry to help him since his dad was in the other room. The boys come out to where I am and Preston is trying to get my attention while Tracen is continuing to scream. Preston then comes over and starts to shake me until I look at Tracen. This is what I saw-only he was not happy (until he saw that I was taking his picture). I couldn't stop laughing at him-how he did this I don't know. He is naked from the waist down-I guess he had Saphyre's underwear on before this-Preston used to do this too-cross dress. I think they will be okay when they are older, I hope.
Snapshots of the kids
Saturday, January 17, 2009
"I did it all by myself"
Tracen is now potty trained! My life the last couple of weeks has been full of rushed trips to the bathroom, wet bathroom floors (not water), stinky excitement and pee pee dancing. The other day Tracen attempted to poop-all by himself. I went into the bathroom and found him washing his hands when he was all done. He was so proud of himself. However, he had not wiped and when he pulled his pants up his super runny discharge was coming out of his pants and had been smeard all up his back. I wanted to take a picture and post it, but thought it would be too innappropriate. I had to bathe him and change his clothes, while trying to explain to him that he did a great job, but mommy needs to help him wipe still. He has been so funny to potty train! He is fully trained now, but still sleeps in diaper (with undies on top) until I think I am ready to attempt diaper free nights. The excitement of raising children never ends!
Kids Say the Darndest Things
Nathan and I have been keeping a list of the cute things that the boys say. Here are just a few:
"My eyes are drowning"-Tracen. Translation=his eyes were watering, had a heck of a time figuring that one out.
"These shoes make me stink?"-Tracen. I had told him to get a different pair of shoes because he didn't want socks on and I didn't want his new shoes to get stinky. He came back to me with an old hand-me-down pair and said that. He is so funny!
"Spiderman is on the case"-Tracen He was outside in his Spiderman shirt and kept saying this over and over to himself while riding his bike.
Tracen calls our dog "Lady Rex Tanner"
Preston introduces the neighbor girl to my dad as "Natalie Tanner"
"I have to go poop and I don't have time"-Preston. Translation=I have diarreah!
"My bum bum hurts"-Tracen. Translation=I need to poop.
"I am never going potty in my bathroom again"-Preston. After someone stunk it up really badly.
The worst thing my kids say regularly, that is really pretty funny at times, "Crybaby, wah, wah, wah."
The sweetest thing they say regularly, "I love you more than that" after someone tells them they love them.
"My eyes are drowning"-Tracen. Translation=his eyes were watering, had a heck of a time figuring that one out.
"These shoes make me stink?"-Tracen. I had told him to get a different pair of shoes because he didn't want socks on and I didn't want his new shoes to get stinky. He came back to me with an old hand-me-down pair and said that. He is so funny!
"Spiderman is on the case"-Tracen He was outside in his Spiderman shirt and kept saying this over and over to himself while riding his bike.
Tracen calls our dog "Lady Rex Tanner"
Preston introduces the neighbor girl to my dad as "Natalie Tanner"
"I have to go poop and I don't have time"-Preston. Translation=I have diarreah!
"My bum bum hurts"-Tracen. Translation=I need to poop.
"I am never going potty in my bathroom again"-Preston. After someone stunk it up really badly.
The worst thing my kids say regularly, that is really pretty funny at times, "Crybaby, wah, wah, wah."
The sweetest thing they say regularly, "I love you more than that" after someone tells them they love them.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Feeding Time
"Preston the Builder"
Friday, January 9, 2009
Preston's View
Kelci playing with hangers that mom left on the floor while I was listing things on ebay. She is so good while I do this, she just lays on the floor next to me and as long as she is not wet, poopy, hungry or tired will just lay there and play.
Wiskers
Potty Training
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