.I Remember.

I remember quickly typing out this post while my firstborn soundly slept in a bouncy seat at my feet. I remember our tiny apartment and the wonderful first moments of being a mommy. Looking back on this post I cannot believe how quickly time has passed, how much Cadi has grown, how much I have grown, and how different our lives are. But for a moment I am right back in that moment, because I took the time to capture it. Thankful.

This post was originally published on my old blog on February 23, 2006. Today I remember this moment, but at the same time I am intentional to capture the new moments for this day.


One of my favorite times as a Mommy is bath time. I just love bathing my chubby little girl. She is so happy while getting a bath. I love the smell of a clean baby and the feel of soft satiny baby skin. I love sweet-smelling, silky baby hair that swirls around in a wispy halo on baby's head. I love the fresh miniature bottom, cleaned and ready to be diapered, the ten tiny toes, wrinkled and wiggly. I love the beads of water droplets that stick to her long, dark lashes, that give her that fresh face appearance. I love when my sweet smelling, toweled baby, curls her warm little body into mine, and nuzzles her head into my neck, cooing and blowing raspberries. I love how my little one looks in her yellow hooded ducky towel - truly a bathing beauty. I love the special bonding time we share while lotioning her little body from top to bottom - the smell- so sweet. I love when she is all dressed and is sleepy from her bath. The groggy smile, just for Mommy, melts my heart, and her droopy eyes make me smile. Dear God, thank you for these tender moments with my tiny daughter. Help me not to take these everyday miracles for granted, may I always remember bath time with my baby, and cherish each moment as a special memory to be preserved in my heart forever. . . . .I am blessed.

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.A Moment from Yester-year.

(To best experience this scroll down to the bottom of the page and pause or stop my music play list. {grin})

Yesterday in music class with Cadi I taught her the elephant song. (It is letter E week.) I had to get on youtube and show her The Elephant Show to remember exactly how it went. This propelled me into a few moments of yester-year.

I have a brother eight years younger than myself, so this might have been a little young for me, but I still liked it!



Remember this? I loved this show. I also had the vinyl! lol


I loved this, too.


And these. I had these in bright purple.



And do you remember sticker books/albums? I spent hours collecting and arranging my albums. Then I would trade stickers during recess. I wonder what happened to those books?

And how about those hypercolor t-shirts? I personally never had one, but I soooo wanted one. The shirts were pink or blue, but when touched with a warm hand they would change color and leave a hand print. So cool! I wonder what kind of toxic chemical the children of the eighties were actually wearing around! lol

Nostalgia. I am a sucker for it. Reminisce with me and get out your friendship bracelets, jelly shoes, crimping iron, scrunch socks (at least three pairs and neon colored), your big hair bow, hightops and your trapper keeper and watch the following music video. {sigh}