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I have no words...

Perspective

Perspective: the state of one's ideas, the facts known to one, etc.
Keeping this definition in mind, I will let you in on what I discovered last night at our school's Family Skate Night at Sparkles.

I remember the Monday night skate nights that I attended while going to Hopkins Elementary School in Lilburn, Ga. I remember going to Skate-A-Long off Beaver Ruin Rd, over by the Southern Athletic Club (which I used to think was so cool). I remember how the skating rink wasn't the best place to hang out on any night other than your school night, and even then it was questionable. I remember skating to all the songs, holding hands with my friends as we fell on our faces, the hokey-pokey in the middle of the rink, and all the dumb speed skaters that thought they were so cool. (I bet they have gained some perspective now that they are older!)

However, the one thing I remember the most is Mom being there and being apart of it all. Even when I didn't want her there because I thought she was cramping my style, she was there and laughing with me, laughing AT me, and praying I didn't kill myself.

I didn't realize all of this until I gained some perspective last night.

Brant COULD NOT WAIT to skate. All he could talk about was how he was going to skate with his friend Trey (pictured below). He said I wasn't going to help and that, "He could do it himself!" I finally understood what Mom felt like when I was little. Here I bought the tickets, am going to pay for it letting him stay up later, and am chasing him around making sure he keeps those stitches in. And him, well he didn't want anything to do with me!

BUT I WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN ANYWHERE ELSE FOR THE WORLD!

As you can see below, he DID need me. I have never felt more uncoordinated in my life than when I was on that rink in skates trying to move and hold up a 27 lb. little boy who did not understand how to support his OWN weight on his skates. But at the same moment I felt like an idiot trying to keep him up, I felt like the luckiest person in that building. I won't ever trade those kind of moments with my son for anything in the world.

The only thing that could have made my time with Brant better was if his Daddy was in town to share it with us. I hate that the most about Brandon working out of town. He feels like he misses the little moments like this where Brant is experiencing things for the first time and soaking it up... and that's what life is all about.

I can only imagine what the day will be like when Brant accepts Jesus Christ as his personal Lord and Savior. What a MOMENT that will be!

How thankful I am that each and everyday I am gaining PERSPECTIVE to help me understand and appreciate all of life's little moments.

A Video to Wet Your Appetite

STITCHES

For those of you who don't already know... Brant has had his 4th trip to the ER in his 3 years. Apparently he DOES take after his Daddy in some areas!!!

Just a refresher:
1st trip - 8 months, bit into the coffee table and both bottom middle teeth were facing outward
2nd trip - 13 months, in Destin FL, fell and bit the dust on a tile floor, thought he bit through his lip...no stitches required
3rd trip - 15 months, ran and hit the door hinge at school, 5 stitched in the middle of his forehead
4th trip - 3 yrs, chased a dog and pulled on his tail, pulled him down, bit through his lip... 6 stitches outside, 3 inside (approximately)

He is a trooper. This one looks like it hurts more than any of the others. But he doesn't even care. Nana took such good care of him he says its all better.... "Don't worry about it," he said.

Love you all.
Here is a picture!

::Labor Day Weekend::

So its Labor Day (September 7), almost a full month since my last post. I am finding that being an elementary teacher, a single mom during the week, in a bible study, serving the church, and cleaning take more time than I thought, and I wish God could multiply my time. I know that one post a month is horrible, but I feel as though most of you know what is going on in our lives...even if I don't write about it up here.

Needless to say we have a had a great weekend. Brandon's sister, Aunt Ally, came up for a visit and Brant has ADORED having her here. On Saturday we hung out and played... and anxiously awaited our HD receiver so we could enjoy our new TV to the maximum degree! It got set up right after UGA kick-off, and although we lost, I will say it was enjoyable to watch on the big screen in my own living room. Ya know - not having to find another reason to go over to my parents house and act like it wasn't just to see the games! (Love you guys!)

Then on Sunday my parents took our family to the Braves game. Yes - Brant has finally been to Turner Field... and he LOVED it. Here is a picture of what he saw from our seats.


For the first 30 minutes he just looked around. He was in awe of the field, the players, the stands, and the cheers. After the newness wore off, he wanted to explore. Brandon and I set off to take him around. We went to Tooner Field where he played on the miniature diamond, then we set off to the alleys to take a look at all they held. He saw radar guns where the "big boys" saw how fast they could throw. Then he saw a batting cage for the "hard bats and hard balls" as he liked to call it. Then we FOUND IT! A batting cage just for Brant. Pro Hitter JR. It tossed wiffle balls from a simulated pitcher on the screen and it looked just like the ball was coming out of his hand. Brant took a turn and missed all 5 balls (they were coming in high) but he looked great doing it. We took him back to our seats to watch more of the game, but he was through watching... he wanted to play! So Mimi, PawPaw, and Ally took him back to the cages for his shining moment. The lines were long and he waited patiently, watching all the older boys go before him. Apparently he was taking notes while he waited, because they all said that when he stepped in there for the 2nd time he was ready. On the last pitch he HIT THE BALL. He then decided to run around the batting cages, as if he was running the bases, and then slide into the home plate. MiMi said everyone watching erupted in cheers and applause for my little ball player! He was so excited to come back and tell us all about it. IF ONLY WE HAD IT ON CAMERA!


Needless to say we had a blast. And now we are Laboring hard on Labor Day (go figure). Brandon is hanging the TV over the mantle and I am cleaning around the house. Once he is done we will rearrange the furniture (AGAIN) and get the living room set up for his (Brandon's) optimum viewing scenario!

Brant has been swept away for a spontaneous week at Nana's in Macon. He is so excited and I know will have much more fun than he does here! However, I am gonna be one lonely mommy without him!

Love to all!
And sorry there aren't more pics from the game, but my battery died :(