Ramblings

So I seem to have lost a couple of days. I wonder why? It could it possibly be that I've been glued to my couch reading the "Twilight" series? I realized tonight that I haven't done anything, I mean its grocery shopping tomorrow and I don't even have my menu ready or my coupons cut. I haven't been sucked into a series since "Harry Potter". James is astonished that I've read through the books so quickly, complaining that it takes him forever to read a chapter in his history book. I joke with him that it's different reading material, I mean some of the history books that I had to read back in college (wow, that still blows my mind, I've been done with college for 3 yrs now) were very dry and boring and many times did I fall asleep reading. I tell him its a good thing to read, give something for my mind to do.

Today, after taking a late shower, I ran downstairs to throw my clothes right into the laundry bin when I heard the pit-pat of water. After a closer observation of the scene, I noticed that pipes were leaking and immediately called James from outside. James then called a plumber to come over to discuss our bathroom downstairs and our plumbing throughout the house. It's going to be a hefty amount, but when it's all said and done, we have new plumbing for the entire house and we won't ever have to worry about it in the coming years. It's a good thing that Christmas shopping is done and we have money in savings. So hopefully in the coming months I will have a new bathroom downstairs-no more having to run upstairs in the middle of the night to go potty.

Now for one of the worst things that I could possibly say has ever happened in my life. Sunday, on our way out the door to go to church, Jordan and Jaxson were fighting at the back door over who would go out the door first to the car. Then it happened, Jordan pushed Jaxson and Jaxson fell backwards, and I saw my little boy tumble and fall down the stairs. I was mortified and screamed as I ran downstairs (luckily I wasn't in heels) to pick up my little baby. James ran out the room-being awoken by my screams (I let James sleep in on Sundays and he shows up for Church later)-to take care of both me and Jaxson. Luckily Jaxson didn't pass out and throughout the day we carefully watched for signs of a concussion. Jaxson produced the biggest goose-egg I've ever seen, and now is sporting wicked bruises. We were all a little teary-eyed, even Jordan when we explained the severity of the situation. It still horrifies me to think about it, picturing it happening again and again. When I came home from church that afternoon, Jaxson and I had a wonderful time snuggling of the couch, and I held him the whole time while he slept, not letting him go.