Smitten Smitty's

Sunday, April 18, 2010

The house that built me.....

Don't you love that song? When I hear it, I think Miranda is singing to me and only me.
I go home to the house that built me everyday, I am lucky enough that my Mama still lives there. She not only watches our blue-eyed girl after school in this special house, she also watches our puppy girl, the huge backyard is Sookie's classroom. What would we do without our Nana and her house on Grand Dr.?

I was born in this house.....this little house with two rooms and walls of brick. I have pictures of my Mama in her bed, the bed she still has in her room holding me only hours old. How cool is that? Now granted....I was born in the bathroom, but still cool right?
Most memories I have growing up involve this house. I remember camping in the back yard with my sister, swimming until 2 a.m. with my Mama watching letting us have as much fun as possible. Or the days where my Mama couldn't take the mess of our room so she would make us go in and shut the door....checking on us every hour to see our progress. We cleaned but we mostly talked and played.
The backyard is a magical place....full of bike and go-cart ride memories. It also has a small pet-cemetary in the very back....4 dogs, 2 goats, 1 pot belly pig, a couple guinea pigs, a rabbit.....fish, turtles. I loved every single one of those animals, and I still can visit them in the magical back yard when I need some cheering up.

The day James and I got married, Cassie came over to stay the night with Buddy. I remember walking in the next morning and her still all snuggly in our bed with our Buddy Joe....I was so excited to wake her up and tell her that we ran away and got married. Although, she already knew......it was still fun to wake her up and tell her.

My memories of being pregnant with Calista and being on bed rest for 8 months are in this house. Not a fun thing really to have to stay in bed for 8 months. However, laying in the same room I grew up in waiting for James to come home or my Mama to call me to check on me and tell me everything would be okay made it not so bad.

One of my favorite memories during my pregnancy was after a cardiology appointment that was not good in any way shape or form. My aorta had grown considerably and my chance for surviving labor was getting more grim. After this news, my Mama, my James, and I left the office and went to the house that was waiting for us with open arms.
We laid in bed, me in the middle and them on both sides of me....the two people whom I loved the most and the daughter I couldn't wait to meet kicking away in my belly just laid there in the same room I played Barbies in. We prayed and laughed and cried......hoping it would be okay. We stayed there all day...it was a day I will never forget, thank God for that day.
The day we brought Calista home from the hospital was to this special house. This house is just as special to her as it is to me.

I have spent a lot of time in this house the past couple of weeks trying to help My Mama get her brand new computer working. Her office is my old bedroom....although it is white now, when I walk into that room it still looks pink. My day bed is still there and I can't help but want to curl up and lay under the window and be still. I remember playing on our Commodore 64 while it sat on our fancy new computer desk, which my Mama still has in her office. Funny now I am in this room fixing her new computer when she used to teach me to enter information on our Commodore to play a game. OR when the Easter Bunny left a riddle on the computer to where all the eggs were.....

I love this house, and I do believe this house loves me.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Easter aka Thanksgiving

We had a marvelous Easter.

This Easter I realized I am so thankful for my life.

There are times when I feel sorry for myself.

Sometimes I think I need a baby more than I need air.

Sometimes I want to be a stay at home mama to not miss a thing

of my Blue-Eyed Girls life.

Sometimes I think if only I didn't have Marfan Syndrome...

If only.

Today was amazing.

So amazing, IF ONLY, I NEED, and I WANT moments are gone, I think forever.

Moments like these....

Take them away.

Dying Easter Eggs....is fun.

Realizing how much you love your family is fabulous.

Finding Easter Eggs the next morning with your puppy sisters, pure bliss....

Calista is a funny little lady.

She likes to be different from other 9 year olds.

She prefers to dress like Punky Brewster.

She likes to wear red shoes with purple pants and a skull with a bow on its head will most likely be somewhere on her outfit....

You get the idea.

James and I decided to put our foot down on getting a dress that may make her look older than she is.

We were "mean" and made her get a respectable little girl dress for Church.

BUT her shoes....her shoes were all HER (and so was her blue nail polish).

Then she stole my heart yet again....

She likes to take pictures and pretend I am a model.

She says things like "Good job, smize more oh good...that will be a fabulous shot."

"You look just like Alice, Mama....courtsey like you are Alice!"

All of this before Church.....

It only got better.

The service was wonderful, full of Hope and Love.

We ate yummy food at Crackers...go there mmmmmm.

Off to the park we went to take in the lovely day He rose for us.

Moments like these...where she looks like such a little girl.

Oh how I cherish moments like these.

When James is the photographer....he likes to catch me off guard.

He will say "Jasmin" really quickly so I will look up and he can catch me looking goofy.

It usually doesn't work.

If it did.....most likely I wouldn't post those pictures, this is MY blog!

I love it when Mr. Smitty says my name.

Normally we say Honey, Baby, etc....

When he says Jasmin, my heart skips a beat and I instantly smile.

Calista is now at her Nana's spending the night.

Another perfect day with an amazing family.

Good-bye IF ONLY, I NEED, I WANT moments.

xoxox-

Mrs. Smitty

P.S. I only put ONE picture of my handsome husband in this blog...he doesn't like to appear in such things as Blogs or Facebook Photo Albums. Today, I was nice. I am not promising anything in future posts :)

Saturday, April 3, 2010

MeowMeow my baby:)

In honor of having a amazing daughter who LOVES to write on my blog.....this is is ALL her.

Hi, it is true that I love my mom's blog. It was pretty fun posting about my sisters Sookie Lou and Martini Olivia and my baby MeowMeow or as I call him King Cat.
I love my cat to pieces. I spoil him everytime we go to a store like Petsmart, Petco, Walmart or Target. I always ask, "Can we get MeowMeow something?"
Yesturday we went to Petco and Petsmart and I got him an emery board filled with cat nip. I also got him a kitty toy with bird feathers and strech power cord, kind of like a fishing pole. Also, at Petco my Mom got Marteni Olivia a jacket with a hood. When we got home I put all of MeowMeows stuff on my floor in my room and he went crazy because of the catnip, crazy I tell you. He was jumping all over the place!
                                                         love,
                                                          cali:)

Monday, March 29, 2010

Spring Breakers....

The Smitty's have ALWAYS been a Disneyland family.

Until this year...

We decided to change our annual Disneyland vacation to

San Diego (aka Heaven on earth)

Oh we loved it there.....

It was the first time we were actual tourists!

There wasn't a day that went by that we didn't go to the beach and marvel at all it had to offer.

We laughed until our stomachs hurt.

We ate yummy food, we normally don't eat.

We saw things we normally don't see.

We were in Heaven being together in a different place.

I took over 1000 pictures, here are some of my favorites.

This is my favorite picture, maybe of all time. It says everything there is to say about James as a Daddy....always there to make sure his girl is safe and happy. Calista knowing her Daddy is there, feeling like she can take on the world and soaking in all there is to offer. I just love this picture.

Now she found a treasure and the first person she wants to show, her Daddy. He is her hero and I love it.

This Blue-Eyed Girl makes me laugh......not just a little funny haha, but hysterical want to pee your pants laugh. She cracks me up and I love her.

I didn't mean to get her hand in the shot, but when I saw it I teared up. I have always loved her long graceful fingers and tiny wrists, her chipped midnight blue polish. Her hands have always looked like this from the day she was born, so special and perfect this hand. This hand holds the heart to many...... She wanted to touch Shamu so badly, I think she thought she really could try through this glass.

These moments I will never forget, I felt like a kid on this vacation. I thought you were suppose to feel like a child at Disneyland....this vacation, there was no planning, no stressing, and no line waiting. There was tag on the beach every night, joke telling, whale watching, not tossing my cookies in front of strangers (thank you God), learning things about our country, and loving being a Smitty!

This was the first time since I had my heart surgery (13 years ago) I didn't try to cover up my scar with a one piece swim suit or not get in the water because I worried what people would say. It is my warrior scar and one day probably sooner than later, I will have another. I also didn't cover up my mile long chicken legs. There will be no more sitting out on life because of a silly scar or chicken legs, life is too short and the water is toooooo amazing!