My Older Stinkie Minkie "LB" Little Beecher

Our backyard in the Buffalo SNOW...

My Stinkie Minkie

This is Mukai Russell,my stinkie Minkie. I always thought is was silly when moms gave their children stupid nick names...now I am one of those moms.

Thanks mom..for everything....

So it is after midnight on December 15, 2008 and I feel like I need to fix everything..my messy house..clean the attic..work out like crazy and lose the baby weight, I am devoured by the need to make today better. But I know I can't, and I will fail the task. Today is bitter, anxious and weird for me. It is the four year anniversary of my mother's death...and no I don't say "passed away" or "passing"..I say death...unless I am with someone, a stranger perhaps or someone I know doesn't feel ok with the word death or dying. For me..its a common word, for someone who used to be in the grief counseling field. But four years ago today Deborah Ann Patrick died. I seem to scare people when I say my mother died from a brain tumor..just seeing the words on the screen as I write this take me back a little, and make me think..I wish I would not have written this entry in my blog...but I am still writing....because I have learned a lot from my mother. I look around and see two bright red and I must add (pottery barn) stockings hanging in my house..Beecher and Mukai are the names written on the stockings in perfect cursive. I have accomplished a lot since December 15, 2004. Now its my turn..I get to give kisses and hugs...but his time I am the mommy.....I get to take walks...play with blocks and make cookies, but this time I am the mommy. I get to kiss the owie and give the baths..but this time I am the mommy. Thanks mom.

I would not be the person I am today without my mother. She really instilled what is good about me. She was sweet and bubbly...with a little fiest to her....loved shopping and spoiled me rotten....now I get to be the spoiler, Thanks mom.

Who I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angle, my mother.
-Abraham Lincolin

Holiday Decorating..at its finest..well maybe?!

Happy Holidays!!It's that time of year..for tree decorating..and yes I have already poked my eye with a branch while putting up the lights...its true, check my facebook status. I'm ok..though. When I was younger my beautifully layed decorations and ornaments were placed in the location I desired and remained there until Christmas was over and it was time to get that (soon to be heavy and loaded with items) green plastic container courtesy of Target. However, now that I have kids..make that a little two year old monster....I'm kidding...my decorations seem to be moved about or I must put them back on the tree..hmmm How do they find there way to the floor?? hmm..? I have even caught him (LB) in the act...he even takes down ALL for of our stockings....as if he is thinking "maybe something has been placed inside each one..I must look since the last five minutes when I pulled them down to take a peek". Oh well...the joys of Christmas! As my good friends card says.."its not Christmas without family"..very true!