We are coming to the end of the week, which makes me sad, because my baby is another week older... again. I just don't know where the time goes. Between work, school, daycare, dinner, and homework the weeks just seem to keep flying by. I read a facebook post today that said 19 weeks until Christmas... until Charlie's first Christmas. I am so excited. We are approaching the holiday season which is exciting, but I am still reserved because my baby is growing up too fast. We will soon be celebrating many first, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas New Years, Valentines Day, and before I know it my baby will be one! We will be having a PIRATE themed party for Chaaaarrrlie's birthday, hee hee! But, lets talk about little man right now.
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| Charlie, Great-Grandma Schroeder, Daddy |
Charlie attended his second funeral in his short life yesterday, that of his Great Grandma Schroeder (Adam's Grandma.) It was expected which always helps to prepare, and I am so grateful that Charlie got to meet her last Sunday. It was cute because Adam went into her room first to make sure it was ok to visit, and from the hallway I heard, "where's that baby!?" I knew then that it was ok for us to visit. Charlie was one of her several great-grandchildren she was gifted with in her 91 years. The funeral took place in the same location as my grandma and grandpa's funerals, and as sad as I am that they are no longer with us here a great friend put me at ease when she said that they got to meet Charlie before I did, that they sent my perfect little boy to me. For those words, I will forever be grateful. I love and miss my grandparents so much as my parents always made sure we were close to them, something else I will always be grateful for! I can sit here and laugh as I picture my Granny clicking her tongue at Charlie and my Gramps teaching Charlie how to put on his shoes:) <3 Charlie's first funeral was that of my Aunt Cheryl when he was just 6 days old, a story that is still to new to share without tears! Perhaps on a different day.
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| Hangin out in the hanger at the Crete airport |
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| Hats off to salute the color Guard |
| Now, on a lighter note! Daddy went Skydiving!!! Saturday was the absolute best day I have had since the day Charlie was born. We began our morning way too early to take Daddy to Crete for his 6 hour skydiving class that began at 8AM, as a birthday present from Mommy. The class was so long because he took the class that allowed him to go by himself and not be attached to another person. SCARY!! After we dropped Daddy off we returned home to nap and shower to get ready for this years Czech Fest in Wilber. This was exciting because the very first baby thing I bought was a Husker onsie there last year; I had just found out I was preggo at the end of July. When we finally arrived Charlie was gifted with a Czech vest and onsie, from who else other than Grandma. Charlie can be certain that if Momma says no, Grandma will probably say yes, she is good at that! A trick she may have learned from my Granny:) The sun, as usual, was blistering hot so Charlie got to hang out with Aunt Christie in the shade while Magen and I wondered to the various tents. We didn't spend too long there because Daddy called and was ready for us to come back to watch his big jump, so on the road again we were, back to Crete. We were so very excited to watch Daddy, nervous, but excited. Charlie was such a good boy, he sat in his stroller and watched Ice-Age while we waited. After daddy made a graceful landing back to earth Charlie and I went back to the air-conditioned car to wait. I buckled him into the front seat so he could cool off, and the little guy fell asleep. It was so cute. He just leaned over, snuggled up, and closed his eyes. I felt bad when I had to move him into his seat to drive home, because he was just too cute passed out in the front seat. When we got home Daddy did some grilling before the storm rolled in, while Mommy and Baby played. It wasn't too long and Charlie was out for the night (like 6:00), a beautiful ending to a perfect day! |
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| Passed out in the front seat waiting for Daddy. |
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