Thinking back.

After Reading Household Six Diva about her move and things that make her feel like home. She mentioned her wedding topper and it got me thinking. What is the story behind

It made me think of mine and the story behind it. Ours was a replacement after my original idea was back ordered. It was purchased 24 hours before our wedding. In the end though I love it, even if I have given it away.

What made you choose what you had or didn’t have and why?


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I was looking for a certain picture in my flickr stream and came across this gem. We were leaving a dinner with friends and were standing around talking in the parking lot, our friend decided it would be funny to put Ian in the newspaper machine. Somehow Ian thought it was a fun idea and went along with it. DSC_0079
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Flashback Friday- Easter Edition

As I was digging through the tin I have of old pictures this week looking for some of Easter’s past, it dawned on me how much the world has changed in the past 26 years.
EasterLittleBobbi I remember as a child hardly any restaurants being open, only specific grocery stores and only one gas station in town. Now nothing seems to slow down and enjoy Easter.
Easter Family My family used to plan our Easter gathering far in advance, it was a large in charge kind of even and always had a huge easter egg hunt. Now we are lucky if we plan anything at all and it always the last minute (which is hard when people don’t all live in the same area, as family grown and changed, and the other things that becoming an adult of my own brings). Last year was not a fun Easter for us, it was my birthday and it had only been a few weeks since our loss. So I was in no mood to celebrate. This year though I can’t wait to spend it with my small little family and my mom(Sorry Roper Clan she normally gets the short on the stick on Holidays, being by herself and it isn’t fair).
Easter2003 So what does your famiyl do for Easter? Is it a frilly dress Sunday morning in a pew holiday for you or do you just enjoy the time spent with family? I miss those Easter spent with my whole large family who are very much like the family in “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” minus the Greek part. Please don’t forgot to check out my main blog “When did I go from a kid to a grown up?“, for more update goings on with me.

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The Sharp Knife of A Short LIfe….

Last Wednesday a great man was taken to soon. Clay was a son, brother, husband, father, and friend. He was only 26, and in the past few years we weren’t as close as we once used to be. In high school he was my ride to school nearly everyday of my sophomore and junior years. I had 3 honks (5 minutes to get ready once he pulled up). In that 5 minutes I could be showered and out the door, no I wasn’t looking good but I was ready. Every morning I would get in the car and my greeting would be damn it Bobbi you could get in the shower before I pull up and you looking like hell. Because of Clay I grew to love my dr pepper flat,  every morning we would stop and get a bottle at a local store (they were only .69), he would go into get them and come out shaking them. As soon as we would pull up to school every morning he would say. “Choo Choo express has reached it destinationK get the f#@& out”.


I have so many memories with Clay, which ones to share is the problem I am having. My heart is so sore, even if we haven’t been close as of recent.  I remember when I was district 2 queen and the year end national conference I had to have an escort, I forced him to help me. I remember how he didn’t want to get dressed up for it but did it anyways. And while he was walking me across stage, he whispered something about district one queen being fine. I remember saying well go talk to her when were done, and him saying woot woot. The rest of the night he was trying to flirt with her.  If I remember correctly they even danced together a couple of times.

Then there was the time we went to play putt putt, and no matter what I tried I wasn’t going to win. He was cheating. Would knock my ball back, so fourth but it was so much fun. This is one of the last times, I can remember hanging out with him one on one, it was shortly before we lost his mom. I am still sad that I let life get in the way and with time lost touch with a great friend.

Side note at the visitation I asked Ta, his sister how she was feeling and she looked right at me as said “How would you feel if you lost your brother, oh thats right your an only child”. I knew right then that with time she would be as okay as she could be, if shes would have given me a normal answer I would have been worried. Ta and ChooChoo where always cracking me up like the time I am laying in Trauma icu after my wreck. Ta looks right at me and goes your eye shadow has glitter in it, that is the only way I can tell you had any on cause the purple is the same color as the bruises. The ChooChoo goes how long your boob been hanging out, that is right my parents let me sit drugged up to see guest with my boob hanging out of my gown. I pulled up my gown while laughing, they kept me cracking up the whole time they were there until the nurse told them to stop it.

The world won’t be the same with out him and his ChooChooisms.

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Christmas Through The Years

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This Big Bird Big Wheel, is still probably one o fmy favorite Christmas gifts of all time. I rode it until it had holes in the wheels my mom said. Then my mom sold it literal out from under me at a garage sale, that trauma still hurts today.

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Flashback Friday: The First Week Edition

Ian Week 1
On Jan. 19, 2009; I walked in to Medical Center Mckinney knowing that our lives would change forever. I was being induced at 42 weeks, Ian was quiet comfortable and not showing any signs of coming. The next day I started the induction process, it wasn’t as bad as I expected. About an hour and half after they start the medication my water broke naturally, I wasn’t in too much pain. I knew though that an epidural was in my future because I hadn’t slept at all the night before; nerves, nurses not leaving me alone, etc. So about 1 pm I had an epidural and then I slept the afternoon away. During the 9 o’clock hour Ian Ruel was born and my heart was filled with joy. And I was so glad to not be pregnant anymore and he was healthy.
Ian day 1
The next two days in the hospital were probably the easiest of the first 6 weeks; Ian went to the nursery, Casey went home to sleep (we had FootFoot and he snores so bad I knew I wouldn’t rest if he was staying there). I slept except when they brought Ian to feed. We didn’t have many visitors (which was at my request), I wanted time to be alone with my Baby and Husband.
The day we came home I was so excited to see my fur baby but she wasn’t interested in me. She wanted to see her brother. I remember how upset she was the first time he cried, she raced up the stairs in front of me to check on him. That night he didn’t sleep at all, I remember how Casey couldn’t understand how he could be awake for hours at night but do nothing but sleep during the day.
A week and one day later was my husbands 26 birthday. I remember how my mom came over that day and helped so that I could get his present together. Then she was kind enough to give us a gift card so that we could have a date night, yes I left my one week old with my mom for a little over an hour to go to dinner. Boy how quickly those days have past.

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Today’s post isn’t so much a flashback as it is a goodbye. It is a sad farewell, Ian’s baby face is disappearing more and more each day. I took a photo on the fourth where there wasn’t a trace of baby left. While editing this picture, I cried. I am not ready for him to have no traces of baby left.
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As you can see in the top right picture there isn’t any baby left in that face. I want him to grow and flourish but part of me isn’t ready for this. What am to do with a little boy, I could handle the baby part of boy but a little boy I have no clue.
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This past week has been one of struggles here in our home. Ian and I have been struggling to communicate, he is become more and more toddler with less and less baby in the mix. I used to think that the newborn stage was the hardest, but I am quicky coming to the realization that this age, the age between baby and preschooler is the toughest. He knows what he wants yet he can’t always effectively communicated it to me or his daddy. I think these times are commonly referred to as the terrible twos. Or maybe his change in attitude is coming from the switching from a crib to a toddler bed, which we did this week.
FlashBack Friday 6.18.2010
So when sitting down to write this post, I was going to use pictures of Casey and Ian with a father’s day theme. That isn’t what came out of going through pictures, instead I found myself favoring pictures of Ian that made me smile. Him as a tiny babe plotting to take over the world. Then him at about 9 months old moving to much to capture but a smile none the less. I know he is to small to actually be reading his Big Bird book but engrossed in it he is. And lastly our little Aggie getting ready to go build a bigger, better Bonfire.

I have never not loved him during our trying moments this week, but man did he stretch to my patience. He actually found the line and crossed it at one point during the week, it was the day that I had been cleaning non-stop for hours with out help. He and Casey had just got back from running an errand where the only thing I asked for was a drink with ice (we don’t have room in our freezer to have ice). Well I sat it down on my nightstand to go back to cleaning our much neglected room. I turned around and Ian had it, I firmly told him to put it back. I kid you not he looked at me and instead of putting it back threw it down on the ground busting the cup of diet coke all over my carpet. I lost it, I yelled for Casey to come get him and the look on Ian’s face he knew he had found a line he didn’t want to cross again. He didn’t cry or act afraid he walked out holding Casey’s hand when he came calmly. Not 15 minutes later he comes in to bring me his blanket and to give me hug. There has been brief flashes of my sweet loving boy this week but they have been few and far between. I want more flashes of sweet and loving and less of scary terrorist toddler.
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