Are you trying to give me a heart attack? One day you decide to go missing for a few minutes causing me heart palpitations, hyperventilation, and horrible thoughts of kidnappers, and the next you're trying to drown yourself in a hot tub. I don't know if your life flashed in front of your eyes, but it did in front of mine! I checked the mirror this morning and could have sworn I saw a gray hair on my head. Stress? I mean, come on, Anth. I told you to sit right on the hot tub seat and not move. A simple request, no? Do you realize you're making my parenting skills look very poor? I'm expecting all sorts of "shame on you's" and "what were you thinking" hate e-mails to be sent my way.
All I wanted to do was walk the 10 feet to take a few cute pictures of Molly and Papa. Did you think your blubbering shrieks of, "Mama, Mama!!!" would add to the relaxing atmosphere we had going on? The look of sheer panic on your face and the sight of your arms flailing over your head as you bobbed up and down took years, YEARS, off my lifespan.
I'm quiet impressed with myself though....it took all of one second to get to you and pluck you out. One handed I might add because the other hand was still occupied with my camera. Your upchucking of beef sticks and strawberries all over the ground and my feet was a nice touch to your unfortunate hot tub experience.
Next time you wont move off the seat, will you? But I think if you hadn't freaked so much and over panicked, you would have realized you could have stood and tilted your head just a smige and you would have been fine. But hey, we all know I'm not the biggest fan of water either. The thought of deep water makes me panic. The thought of you and Molly around any type of deep water makes me panic even more...but I try to hide the fear so you two don't pick up on it and let you experience all the joy water has to offer. Needless to say this blubbering, water inhaling experience was SO NOT what I needed to calm my water hating nerves. So lets just agree to listen to Mama next time....for the sake of my health and a long, happy life. Thanks baby boy. I think you owe me a thanks as well....for saving your life!!
XOXOXO,
Mama
*Disclaimer: No children were harmed in the making of this life memorable moment (hahaha). Close calls are going to happen, you can't prevent them all. That's life. If you're a Mama or Papa, you already know this. All you can do is pray you'll be around to keep them as close calls instead of truly horrible occurrences. No hate mail please! :)
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Monday, June 14, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Just One Second
On Tuesday while Molly was napping, I decided to let Anthony play on our front porch. I put up the porch gates, got the screen door set up, and heading back in to the house to finish closing up the computer and gather drinks for him and I.
After what I swore was no more than a minute I noticed something....I didn't hear anything. No vroom vrooms of his play car, no tinkering with his toy tools, nothing. I called his name expecting to hear a "Yeah, Mama?" but got no response. I walked out to the front porch where I saw the one gate pulled open and no Anthony in sight for as far as I could see....which is straight across my 5 acres both directions. My heart fluttered and my throat got tight. I called his name again 2 times and listened. No response.
I ran back inside and checked his room and the bathroom just incase he had slipped back inside without me realizing it. No Anthony. I slipped on my flip flops and ran off the porch to the left of the house. I know sometimes he likes to wonder behind the house so that's where I ran to first. As I reached the back with no Anthony in site, I began to panic. My heart was racing. And I could feel tears starting to well up. I screamed his name 2 more times, though I know the 2nd time was little more than a quivering squeal because I couldn't get his name to come out of my mouth. No response.
I turned and doubled back to the front of the house and peered in both directions again, wondering if he had decided he was going to go off for a walk. The past couple of days we've been taking walks down the mile long dirt road after Papa gets home from work. Maybe he thought it would make for a grand time to take a walk? Oh Jees, it was all I could do to keep from throwing up. I decided before I went running down the road calling every neighbor I could think of with my cell, I needed to check the shop and car port area. He likes to play over there too even though I hate it. I reached the shop area and screamed his name. No response.
I remember saying out loud, "God, please just let me find him. I was only gone for a minute! Just a damn minute!" Just as I was about to turn heels and start running down the driveway to the road, I caught a glimps of movement inside one of our cars. It was Anthony. I ran to the car and threw open the door. There he sat on the front seat of his Papa's car playing with a wrench. I was so overcome with relief! I let out a big sigh and felt all my panic melt away. He looked startled to see me standing there peering down on him. I'm sure the look on my face was just priceless. He smiled at me and said, "Cool car, Mama! See?" "Yes, Anthony. I see you're in the cool car. What are you doing over here! You don't play in here! Didn't you hear me calling your name!? I couldn't find you, Anth!! Is that Papa's wrench? Come here, give me a hug."
It only takes a minute. Not even....it only takes one second. Just one.
With love,
Mama Hauck
After what I swore was no more than a minute I noticed something....I didn't hear anything. No vroom vrooms of his play car, no tinkering with his toy tools, nothing. I called his name expecting to hear a "Yeah, Mama?" but got no response. I walked out to the front porch where I saw the one gate pulled open and no Anthony in sight for as far as I could see....which is straight across my 5 acres both directions. My heart fluttered and my throat got tight. I called his name again 2 times and listened. No response.
I ran back inside and checked his room and the bathroom just incase he had slipped back inside without me realizing it. No Anthony. I slipped on my flip flops and ran off the porch to the left of the house. I know sometimes he likes to wonder behind the house so that's where I ran to first. As I reached the back with no Anthony in site, I began to panic. My heart was racing. And I could feel tears starting to well up. I screamed his name 2 more times, though I know the 2nd time was little more than a quivering squeal because I couldn't get his name to come out of my mouth. No response.
I turned and doubled back to the front of the house and peered in both directions again, wondering if he had decided he was going to go off for a walk. The past couple of days we've been taking walks down the mile long dirt road after Papa gets home from work. Maybe he thought it would make for a grand time to take a walk? Oh Jees, it was all I could do to keep from throwing up. I decided before I went running down the road calling every neighbor I could think of with my cell, I needed to check the shop and car port area. He likes to play over there too even though I hate it. I reached the shop area and screamed his name. No response.
I remember saying out loud, "God, please just let me find him. I was only gone for a minute! Just a damn minute!" Just as I was about to turn heels and start running down the driveway to the road, I caught a glimps of movement inside one of our cars. It was Anthony. I ran to the car and threw open the door. There he sat on the front seat of his Papa's car playing with a wrench. I was so overcome with relief! I let out a big sigh and felt all my panic melt away. He looked startled to see me standing there peering down on him. I'm sure the look on my face was just priceless. He smiled at me and said, "Cool car, Mama! See?" "Yes, Anthony. I see you're in the cool car. What are you doing over here! You don't play in here! Didn't you hear me calling your name!? I couldn't find you, Anth!! Is that Papa's wrench? Come here, give me a hug."
It only takes a minute. Not even....it only takes one second. Just one.
With love,
Mama Hauck
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Anthony Carl Tie Photo Shoot
I got Anthony a tie a while back and after looking up on the internet how to actually tie the tie (LOL, funny, I know!) I decided it was time for a photo shoot with my little man! He cooperated for a short while, then was becoming a little grumpy butt. But changing the location to outside was a grand idea that worked wonders for his mood and gave me the natural light I wanted. What a handsome little man you are, Anthony Carl. Mama loves you.
Anthony Carl Hauck
06-02-10
06-02-10
With love,
Mama Hauck
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