Christmas

was good.
Cooper was spoiled. The morning of Christmas I was feeding Cooper in his room and just looking down at him in the soft glow of light that comes through his window. I just stared. I watched him. I talked to him about Jesus. I thanked God for His Son and I thanked him for mine. Then we went out and played.
We let Daddy sleep. This is one of the few years that Cooper doesn't understand opening gifts so there was no pressure to wake up Daddy. Cooper and I opened the last box in the kid friendly nativity scene that I bought for him from house of James. It is called "What God wants for Christmas". It is actually really neat. Can't tell you what is in box #7 cause it would ruin the surprise.
Then the "fun" started. He wasn't really interested in the gifts or opening them. Doesn't get that part yet. Then after lunch we went to Great Grandma's house and had some turkey and stuffing and cranberry sauce. I love that part of Christmas. I must say it is my favorite part. Sitting down to a nice turkey meal. We went to my moms and I was so disappointed. She got this turkey loaf thing from M&M Meat's. Everyone liked it. It wasn't bad but to me it wasn't tradition. Didn't taste like turkey to me, it had stuffing rolled in the middle. The cranberry sauce was orange flavored. There was nothing there for me to really drink besides water. I don't drink wine and pop. She had no milk. I was so bummed. It was like it was all gone now. No more tradition. When I get a house one day I am going to do the tradition. Big turkey dinner with gravy, mashed potatoes (her's were dill flavored or something), veggies and normal cranberry sauce. I know I sound pitiful and pathetic but still. I wanted the turkey! I looked forward to that!!
Cooper got spoiled as usual. Here he is. Mom, open it this way! Here I will help you!!



Earlier in the day at Great Grandmas he just totally zonked out...(the mark on his cheek is from falling into the handle on the computer chair. I am sure there are many more injuries to come as he is trying to walk)



Daddy had been home all weekend and went back to work on Wednesday. We are missing him!! Cooper had a fever last night of 100.7 . I am sure that it doesn't sound high to you all but when he is right hot and you can feel the heat from like 4 inches from him it is worrisome (don't mind me in my jammies here. Definately look terrible and not at my best)But we put a cloth on the back of his neck and on his head and that seemed to help a bit. But he was up a lot last night.



It's so hard when they are this little and can't tell you what is wrong. He is whiney today and won't let me take the soother away. But he is playing so what is one day with the soother. I will "let" it.
All in all this holiday was nice. It felt like Christmas. We think having Cooper is what made it feel more like Christmas then any other year. Phil spoiled me with a new camera. I LOVE IT!! Except my computer is the next one that needs fixing. LOL!!
Oh well, I guess this is just a lot of mummble jumble but also an update. Haven't really blogged much lately. Anyway....hope everyone had a blessed Christmas.

Cooper playing with his Christmas toys

I think he likes them!! LOL!!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE

from the Wishart family



May the joy of the season find many blessings for you all. May the rememberance of the birth of Christ find a way into your heart and give you peace as it did me. This morning sitting there looking at me little boy and telling him what today was (yes, I do know that he does not yet understand) I felt my heart grow bigger, warmer and fuller.
Thank you God for Your Son

HI DAD!!

So today we were in Walmart. I was sitting with Cooper on my lap at the end of one of the shoe aisles and Phil was about 10 feet away trying on new steel toe shoes. Then out of no where Cooper said, "Hi Dad". Clear as day. Phil said, did he just say hi dad? I said, I think he did. There was a lady shopping near me and she said, OH YEAH! He definately said Hi Dad.
SO COOL!!!

Christmas

I always love it when I see this nativity scene go up. I think OH!! It's almost Christmas! I love how in a world where it is no longer "politically correct" to say Merry Christmas and you now should be saying Happy Holidays, one business is not afraid to show what it is really about. One business goes out of their way to make sure that this scene is up so they can show everyone that drives past this busy intersection what it is all about. See that little baby there? That is what it is all about.
Many, many years ago God gave us a gift of His one and only Son. This gift in turn grew and shed His blood on the cross.
I am really struggling with wether or not we "do santa" around this house. How do I explain why there is gifts? Well, God gave us a gift and the Wise men gave Jesus a gift. That could be the start. We are celebrating His birth. Our Savior. But it is harder and harder not to lean towards santa. He is everywhere. Then how do I explain stockings? This is a real struggle for me. It may seem petty and dumb to some of you reading this but it is real for me. I don't want it about the presents.
Thankfully I don't have to worry about it too much this year. Then what do I do when the Grandparents write something is from Santa? I just am not sure. Do I ask them not to? That would be hard too.
Anyway.....back to my point. I love seeing this nativity scene. I absolutely love it. It makes me happy and glow. Makes me all warm inside. It reminds me. It makes me happy that someone is willing to step away from the politically correct and go with the Truth. The way we know it and we believe. Thank God there are people willing to do so. I love it. I smile every time. Stuck at that red light I find myself gazing at it. Picturing what it would have been like. Words can't even describe it.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERY ONE!!!

Cancer

That is a word that makes my skin crawl. It always has. I know that there are a few of you out there that saw that title and put up a wall and didn't want to read any further. I am one of those people. Cancer scares the crap out of me. I am a selfish person when I hear that someone has cancer cause I GET SCARED!! It's not about me. What about the person who has cancer? I bet they are scared out of their minds. I put up a wall. I decide that I can't and won't talk about it but there is a part of me that wants to reach out and be with those people. To help pray and be there. But I can't do it. The only thing I can do is pray.
I lost a friend to cancer 8 years ago. It took me 7 to finally accept and allow myself to slowly go through the grieving process. I know, this must sound pretty darn pathetic and selfish. I just couldn't do it. Everytime I thought about it I would remember his last breath. I would remember him looking at me. Every time. It never gets easier. His parents amaze me. They are so strong. I know that he is healed and in Heaven but I still have regrets and fears.
A friend of mine has cancer. They are very brave. They asked for God's strength. Not for a devine intervention to occur but for His strength. For His will to be done. Wow. I would be begging God to take it away. Stop it in it's tracks and I would be begging people to pray the same. This person is so unbelievable. SO strong and I can really learn a lot from them. They have total faith and trust in God and it blows me away. Yet here I am being pathetic and scared. I want to be there for them but don't want to have to go through it again. But God gave us friends to support us. This friend has a huge faith in God. Has trust in Him. Amazing. Even in the darkness of their life they still have the total reliance on Him. For His will to be done.
I am sorry that I am selfish and I put up a wall. I just do that. The wall helps me to not think about it. To not remember the pain and hurt. But that is wrong of me. I am not the only one that was hurt from his passing. So many people were.
I just wish that I could have the strength and faith in God that this friend has. I can really learn a lot from them. I pray for them and hold them up in faith but it just feels like I can never meassure up to theirs.
I always believe that Cancer is an evil. I always will. I would never EVER wish it on my worst enemy. Yet those I love and care about get struck down with it. Yet they get back up and continue going. Day by day. Hour by hour. Minute by minute. I pray for healing. I pray for His will to be done but He knows that secretly I just want it to all go away. My friend, you are in my prayers and you amaze me. You are a good example and I thank you. I am sorry that I am so selfish. Forgive me. You are so strong and an inspiration.

This is pissing me off!!

Sorry for the words but it is. I guess I have no other choice then to switch to stupid beta blogger. I PERSONALLY do not like it. I am now not able to comment on any of my friends blogs. GRRRRR...........
I don't need people to tell me how great it is cause I don't like it. With the limited experience I have had I didn't like it. I am not one for change either. I like it the way it is!! I don't want to lose my background or anything like that. GRRRRRRRRR

I can't believe he will be 8 months in two days!

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Cooper walking

wanted to wait to show this but you will still see the Christmas pics!

Christmas Pictures!!

Thanks Michelle.

I have to post this

Cooper in his Christmas outfit!! I will post our family pics when my photographer is done editing them :)
Such a "preppy" outfit but I LOVE IT!! Can't wait to show you all the rest of the pics when they are done!

A gentle reminder

Thank you.

" This Jesus of my day and my imagination cradled my face with his left hand, and with his right he firmly grasped my shoulder.

They know I am not one to be trifled with, but these snakes and scorpions will not relent against you nor against anyone who chooses to follow me. This is hazardous work, but it becomes infinitely more hazardous when you don’t realize and draw upon the Authority given you over this pervasive evil. You need to get that concept and never let it go.

I know this. I just need constant reminders. Maybe you do too. I need to feel it and imagine it and understand it—that with each battle and subsequent victory, Satan falls as a bolt of lightning from the sky, just like that ancient promise, which, I suppose, isn’t so ancient after all. " So I Go

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROD!!!!