Monday, April 28, 2008

Eat at Billadelphia!

Please!! We've been in there for the last four Saturdays after Thomas' t-ball games and each Saturday he gives us something. Two baseballs, a ball stand, free food, and this Saturday, he gave Thomas 2 free Rangers tickets (up to a 45 dollar value). We need more of you to eat there because he's sure not making any money off of us. So if you're in our area, or when you visit...eat at Billadelphia! :-)

Friday, April 25, 2008

Phone Prank

Thomas wanted to call David with my cell phone today. He giggled and said, "I'm going to answer like Twopa did, you know how he'd answer 'Pool hall, eight ball speaking' well I'm going to do that to my father!" Never mind the fact that you only say Grandpa's joke when you're on the receiving end of the call and not the initiator. So he pushed the speed dial button, and as David answered, Thomas, through his laughter, said, "Pool hall, eight ball speaking!" David asked him a few questions and then Thomas answered, "I'm with your wife." What fancy ways this boy is talking these days. Is he five or 50?

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Sick

I had it yesterday. Blamed it on bad food from Genghis Grill the day before. Then Thomas woke up with it today. He wasn't at Genghis Grill. So it must be a bug. And you KNOW Thomas is sick when he asks to take a nap, on the couch, in the middle of the day, for an hour and a half. Then the boy wakes up, says he's feeling a little better and might like to try some orange juice. I concede, but water down the juice just in case. 20 minutes later, I'm cleaning the couch. My first response was that it's a good thing we have old furniture. But after cleaning the mess for 30 minutes, I'm thinking it's time for leather sofas.

Friday, April 18, 2008

Whistling, Funerals, and Food

If you read the last post, you know that we've been listening to Grandpa's funeral a lot in the car. We keep pausing it to discuss. "Who's Thomas F. and Emma?" "How did he get a purple heart?" "Why was there a bomb in the road?" "Why are you sniffing when you were talking?" "Why do you keep saying the same thing every time we hear this?" "Why didn't you call him Tom?" "Am I one of the 7 grandkids or 8 great grandkids?" And on and on. He definitely knows the order of the CD and tells me exactly who he wants to hear and when.

We were listening to it yesterday and Thomas again talked about Twopa's train whistle. He was practicing his version as we were driving to the store. When I got out and opened the door, both boys were trying it. So glad I had my camera with me!

One story from the funeral I haven't shared yet is when Thomas was asking me what he should say to Grandma when he saw her in Lubbock. I told him the best thing to say is, "I'm sorry Twopa died" or "I'm sorry for your loss." 4 or 5 words everyone should know. Little words that mean a lot. Thomas thought about it a minute and said, "How 'bout if I say 'Too bad Twopa died?'" I said thought my suggestions were probably a better way to go. I'm not sure he actually said anything to her when we go to their house, but since he's 5 he can get away with that. If he'd been older, or I'd been less distracted, I'd have made sure he said something one way or another.

I know I wrote about eating lunch after his t-ball game and him signing his autograph. Last Saturday, he wanted to go back there to eat to see if his autograph was still posted. It was. And as the owner noticed Thomas, he yelled out to him "Hey, it's THOMAS!" Thomas had a huge grin on his face. Then he suggested that another customer might want Thomas' autograph so he got one too. And Thomas got another ball, a Phillies hall of famer. Two nights ago, Thomas said, "Mommy, can we go eat at the same place again after my game on Saturday?" I said, "Maybe so." He said, "Mommy, the answer isn't 'maybe so' it's 'yes!'"

Monday, April 14, 2008

Grandpa's Funeral

Hi everyone. Grandma sent me a copy of Grandpa's funeral on CD and I thought it was so beautiful, I spent an hour and a half, actually now we're up to 2 hours, figuring out how to get it here so you could hear it. I'm not posting the pastor's sermon although that was beautiful too. I'm just posting the family members' contributions. I hope you enjoy them. Just click on the play button for each selection. You'll see it in the oblong oval with the word "box" in it. That's the site that's hosting the audio for me. Don't click on the mp3 link unless you want to download it to your own computer.

During the actual funeral, my cousin, Jeremy, went first and gave a beautiful eulogy. My brother, Mike, went second and read several of Grandpa's poems. I went third. My uncle, Bobby, and cousin, Ben, went last playing and singing the two songs. How Great Thou Art was first and Beulah Land was the last thing before the pastor spoke.

How Great Thou Art

Bobby playing and Ben and two friends singing. Wasn't Bobby's playing awesome? I know Grandpa was up in Heaven loving listening to his incredibly talented son playing so beautifully for him. And I absolutely love Ben's voice, that's why we had him sing at our wedding 15 years ago.
How Great Thou Art.mp3

Beulah Land

Bobby playing, Ben and two of his friends singing. Absolutely beautiful. I cry every time I hear it.
Beulah Land.mp3

Jeremy's Speech

My cousin, Jeremy, the former youth minister, gave the eulogy. Doesn't he have an awesome voice? Very pastorly. :-)
Jeremy's Speech.mp3

Mike's Speech

My brother, Mike, read three of Grandpa's poems. One of which you've read here on this blog. I think you'll enjoy the other two. They're funny. Excellent job Mike!!
Mike's Speech.mp3

My Speech

Here's my speech. First of all, I had no idea the Texas twang I had until I heard myself speak for 5 minutes. Wow! And secondly, you know I'm such a perfectionist that I just have to point out that I know that I should have said, "...things his grandkids thought WERE special" but I'm going to give myself a break here. It was my grandfather's funeral and I was up on stage speaking in front of at least a hundred people.


Thomas likes hearing this speech in the car. He loves hearing the part where I talk about him. And every time, he agrees with me that yep, he did love Grandpa's train whistle. After he listened to it a time or two, he asked me, "Mommy, why are you going like this?" and sniffed his nose a couple times. I explained that I was crying. "Why were you crying?" "Well, it was his funeral and I was sad he's not here with us anymore." "Well, his BODY'S here on Earth, right, Mommy?" "That's right Thomas." "But his soul is in Heaven with Jesus, right, Mommy?" "That's right baby."
Kim's Speech.mp3

Thursday, April 10, 2008

The Best Channel Ever

We've been listening to XM Kids a lot in the car this past week. Thomas LOVES XM Kids. As we're walking out to the car, he's already asking if we can listen to his channel. Like he even needs to ask. That's all that's played in the car for 7 straight days. This afternoon, we were driving and listening to XM Kids and some of his favorite songs played in a row. First came the Momisms song by Anita Renfroe that's been a hit on You Tube.

I think it's hilarious and so does my son. So far, he hasn't heard me say some of the typical mom sayings like "If your friends all jumped off a cliff, would you jump too?" and "Stop crying or I'll give you something real to cry about!" and cackles listening to them. And he loves when she asks her kids to please try a food they hate because he HAS been there.

So that song played and then a Naked Brothers Band song came on, followed by a song from Lazytown and then capped by a song from Shrek. He could hardly contain his glee. "Mommy, this is the BEST CHANNEL EVER!!!

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Three Mealtime Stories

Tonight I have three stories to share with you. Two happened tonight at dinner. We went to David's Barbecue after swim lessons with my mom. An elderly couple in the next booth were watching the boys playing together and smiling. The woman in particular was very friendly and asking how long Jonathan had been walking and then listened as Thomas explained all about that and 10 other things. After a couple minutes, we turned around to start eating. Thomas said in a relatively loud voice, "Mommy, that sure was a nice old lady." I said, "Yes, she was a very nice lady." He said, in an even louder voice, "No, Mommy, I said she was a nice OLD lady." And they're still sitting behind us at the next table...

Also at dinner tonight, I noticed Thomas wiping ketchup off his arm and I thought he was using his sleeve so I asked him to please use a napkin. He turned around and said, "But I'm using a french fry!"

And last night at dinner (we've eaten out a lot this week), the waitress really took a shine to Thomas and he talked her ear off. Toward the end of the meal, she asked him what his name was. He told her. Then she asked how old he was and he said, "Five!" Then she grinned and told David and me how cute he was and that she just loved him. After she walked away, Thomas said, "Let's just pretend I didn't hear that."

Monday, April 07, 2008

Irony

Hmmm. What to wear? The Texas Tech hat your parents bought for you or the A&M clothes Natalie gave you for your birthday? Both!

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Games and Food

After Thomas' t-ball game on Saturday, we went out to eat lunch at a local cheesesteak place called Billadelphia. The owner was SO nice to Thomas and asked him all kinds of questions about his game. When Thomas told him they'd won and that he'd gotten two hits and scored two runs, he told Thomas he'd need his autograph for when he got famous. So Thomas wrote his name and number down and the owner immediately put it on the wall by the cash register, see pic below. He also came out later as we were eating and gave Thomas a Phillies baseball and ball rack to keep his other balls on. Very nice man and the cheesesteaks weren't too bad either! We'll definitely be going back.
On Friday after school, the boys and I went to the mall to get them some new shoes. We ate lunch at the food court first and as we were walking up to Chick-Fil-A, Thomas noticed a man standing there in a black and white striped shirt and black pants. He motioned to me and whispered, "Is that guy a prisoner?" I chuckled and said, "No honey, he works at Foot Locker."

Wednesday night, David took the boys to McDonald's after t-ball practice. I'd gone out with mom and some friends to play bingo. I've played twice and it's a lot of fun even when you don't win. But anyway, as they were in the drive-through about to order, Thomas was explaining to David all about how to order Jonathan's Happy Meal. He told him that Mommy always ordered Jonathan a toddler toy and not a big kid toy, something that is new as Jonathan now eats enough to merit his own meal. Then after David correctly ordered, Thomas praised him for doing such a good job.

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Which Do You Like Best?

Contemplative Thomas
or Silly Thomas