"Bump, Bump, Bump"

One evening about a month ago while just you and I were home (daddy was at work), our washing machine over-flowed. Like, full on flooded the laundry room (gotta LOVE indoor laundry), most of the dining room, in front of the stairs and part of the front living room with at least a half inch of water. You and I were in the kitchen and back living room and didn't have any idea this was happening. The doorbell rang and when you ran over to see who it was (Pap, Matthew & Janhi, Matthew's friend) you slipped and fell on the water. WE HAD NO IDEA! Thankfully, you were not hurt at all, and quickly popped back up while saying, "I'm okay!" in true Taylor fashion. But I, on the other hand, was completely shocked/flabbergasted/scared/frozen. I scooped you up, let Matt & Papa in the house, ran in to turn off the washer, which was still "filling" at full blast, and then turned back to the rest of the house to assess the situation. I just held my hand over my mouth and kept looking around going, "Oh. My. Gosh." I didn't even know where to start to begin the clean up. Papa, Matt, & Janhi, immediately got towels and the shop vac and started cleaning up.  I was still frozen. I just kept looking to see everywhere the water went. Hours and hours of baseboard painting, cutting and installing flashed thru my head along with dollar signs. Thankfully it barely touched the edge of the brand new carpet. I finally called Jennifer and she brought over her shop vac and together we got it all cleaned up with minimal damage at all.
Now, the reason I tell you this whole ordeal . . . You have now recently developed an irrational fear of the washing machine. Not unlike your medical equipment fear; It. Is. Hilarious.
At some point since it flooded the washer has gotten off balance (completely un-related) while washing a load of clothes. One time it got off balance and started making a thumping noise and you were on your dads lap in a split second, before he even realized what in the world you were afraid of. He took you in the laundry room to demonstrate, and you wanted NOTHING to do with it. Crying and holding on to him for dear life. No. Joke.
Then yesterday I was putting a load of towels in and you were panicked. Panicked, I tell you. You asked me non-stop, "Mom, is it going to make the BUMP, BUMP, BUMP?? I mean, I'm not afraid of it, but please don't let it make that BUMP, BUMP, BUMP, mom."
You asked me every few minutes during that load of towels if it was done, and every time in a different way. "Mom, is the washer still going? Mom, is the washer going to flow over? Mama, when will the towels be done? Mom, I think I don't hear the washer, is it done?" When it finally WAS done, we went in to switch it to the dryer and your face of relief was so ADORABLE. Like you had made it thru, LOL. (It broke my heart that you were THAT afraid of it, and I couldn't communicate to you that it the washer, or the water in it, would never hurt you.) Then you casually asked me if I was going to be putting another load in. When I answered , "Yes, I have sheets to wash." You immediately looked up at me like a dear in the headlights, panicked {AGAIN}. I didn't realize at the time, but I must have told you that this thump (or "BUMP, BUMP, BUMP" as you call it) happens most often with sheets or towels.
My poor baby. I wish I had a picture of your face when I told you it was sheets next. PRICELESS.

Originally written 1/18/12

TED,
I am so SO sorry I've neglected my writing to you. I havent actually written anything since right before Halloween and all these things have happened in our lives. Audrey's mommy had baby Clay, We had our first 'Holiday Season' without grampa Dennis, you had surgery on a cyst on your thyroid gland, we bought a new house, worked on it for a month, and finally moved into it last week. You've got a new bedroom, and all kinds of new toys from Christmas (including a dancing baby that has been "napping" since shortly after Christmas cause she danced so much that day, lol).
I have been logging all these little clips in my head of the funny things you say or comment on, and I really need to get them recorded so I dont forget.

Last night you were looking at pictures of Justin Bieber and quite a long stare you asked me to cut out the picture for you so you can hang it in your bedroom. Seriously Taylor? You're THREE! You dont need to start hanging pictures of boys in your room already!
Then you went on to ask me if he had a girlfriend. When I answered Yes and told you her name, you wanted me to look up pictures of her for you so you could see what she looks like. Pulled up a picture on my phone and you held her picture up next to your picture of Justin and said, "They are SO cute!" as if you thought they looked cute together. I couldnt help but giggle at you. (Which you DO NOT LIKE)

Last week you told me, "Grampa Dennis went too soon. . ."
And a few breaths later finished with, ". . .He didnt even get to see my new room, and he didnt take his guitar!?" Bless your little heart. You saw his guitar is in my closet and are VERY concerned about why I would have it instead of him.

Daddy had ankle surgery shortly after your surgery and had to be on crutches for a few weeks, or "cruchers" as you call them. You were deathly afraid of the chrutchers for a few days. It was so ridiculous that it was comical. You didnt want to even be in the same room with them. Since I can remember, you've been afraid of all things 'medical'.

To be continued...

Wedding, Heaven, & Pumpkins.

Originally from 10.26.11

TED,

Just a few snippets before I forget to record them.

I don't have ANY idea how you fell out of your bed last week...oh wait, yes i do. This is how I found you the other morning when I came in to wake you up.

I found you having a birthday party (below) for your babies at Nana's night before last. You are pointing to the birthday girl and insisted that we take her home to our house for her birthday. ;)

I told you Friday night that we would be going to a wedding on Saturday night. My Aunt Penny was getting married. You had NO IDEA what a wedding was, but after I told you we could get you a new dress you were game! 










We decorated pumpkins last night for daycare.

"GG and Grampa Dennis are together?! They are even gon stay da night?"

 

In the midst of cutting out the faces at the dining room table you asked nana who the people in the picture are, and quickly before she could answer, you explained that you knew grampa Dennis in the picture, "But who are those people with him?" Nana explained that they are grampa Dennis' brothers and sisters. You stared at the picture for just a moment before then asking "Is that Heaven?"

"If I let my light shine I can go with them"

That's right my dear Taylor. Let your light shine so you can go be with GG and Grampa Dennis in Heaven some day.

I love you the mostest,

Mama