There is something about the Lemmon family, and from what I can tell it comes from both Tom and Patty Lemmon. If they sleep for even five minutes they wake up with bedhead, and it's not just your typical hair out of place bedhead. It's mega-bedhead which I have coined as "lemmonhead." Mallory and Strider suffer from this disorder, and I thought I would post proof of Strider's today!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Posted by Sabra at 9:52 AM
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I took three of my four kids to Prescott for four days to see Nicole and the kids. Care to guess who was left behind? She called and invited us because Bretty was going to be gone camping! GIRL TIME! I needed time away from the heat, and we haven't been out of town at all this summer. We had a great time, and as usual I came home with grandiose ideas on how we could finagle a way to move up there. The Mangum family is very special to the Lemmon family. We went through both tough and fun times as neighbors. They are family to us, and it's tough having them so far away (only four hours).
The not so great outdoor picture is to show you the view from Brett and Nicole's backyard! Who wouldn't want to live there? Every morning I would go sit outside and enjoy the view since Strider was up bright and early each day!
Posted by Sabra at 11:49 PM
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
The river is becoming a way of life in our family. I never thought I'd say that! Here are a couple of favorite pictures from your last trip. My brother and his girlfriend came along with us this time, and I think they had a great time! This was also Joan's last trip out for the summer. So sad.
Posted by Sabra at 9:34 AM
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Our first son, Thomas Wyatt, was born five years ago this month. July 24th to be exact. I promised a blogging friend I would post something about him and our experience(s). She swears it will prove theraputic, and I swear I don't need it, but we'll see. I love remembering him and reminding others of his life, so I will benefit either way.
I have never written anything in regards to him or our loss/gain, and I can see I can go no further at this time. "T" died September 5th just six weeks and one day old while napping at home. Maybe I will write more in September.
I will add this quote that makes me smile inside--"When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart, and you shall see that, in truth, you are weeping for that which has been your delight." -- Kahlil Gibran
We love our boy, and he has made us so strong in so many, many ways. Happy Birthday, Son!
Posted by Sabra at 2:02 PM
Sunday, July 6, 2008
I felt so prepared going into surgery on the 26th. I took care of three birthdays ahead of time and figured that was perfect. I was certain by the 4th I'd be ready to go all out for Patty, and on the 5th I'd be up and at 'em for Mallory's birthday. No deal. We threw together a fairly pathetic excuse for a party last night consisting of leftovers from the 4th of July celebration. Leave it Bob to livin' things up though! I don't know if you can tell from the pictures, but Bob moved the jumper we'd rented for the 4th into our gameroom!
Posted by Sabra at 12:20 PM
The Regrets performed on Friday to celebrate the 4th of July and Patty's birthday. I would guess we had 130 people or so. The band rocked and made me proud. I wouldn't have been able to attend if my sister's boyfriend, Scott, hadn't hooked me up with some real pain meds! Thanks Scott! The night is pretty much a blur, but I did manage to take a photo or two. Sorry about the quality.
Posted by Sabra at 11:54 AM
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Maverick asked me if I felt sick. I said, "Yes. I'm very sick."
Maverick responded, "You gonna go live with Jesus, Mom?"
I'm back from my tonsil ordeal. I am in no way fully recovered, and I think it's painful for my kids to watch. I can't talk, swallow, or stay awake over an hour at at time it seems. I thought I was a fairly strong person. I wear five c-sections like a badge of honor, but this is different. Way different! The doctor told me yesterday to hang in there and expect about one more week of pain.
Please note the time I'm writing this post. The pain is so severe it wakes you up for more pain meds!
Posted by Sabra at 2:40 AM