my favourite thing.....

I've realized (or should I say, I was told by Chris) that this isn't "Jaimie's blog of things to complain about", so I thought I'd talk about one of my most favourite things, family. Now, I'd like to stress that my family is not normal. Not even close. But there's nothing greater than being invited to a parent's house for dinner and going there a few hours prior and just shooting the breeze. There is nothing more comforting than seeing my dad playing with my 5 month old son, doing things with him that I remember him doing with me. Example: My dad used to lie on his back and put me on his chest (I'd be on my stomach). He'd put his arms around me like he was hugging me and he'd rock back and forth and sing, "Daddy's got Jaimie". It was comforting and it made me feel safe. So imagine my surprise when in the middle of February I saw my dad do the same thing with Hawksley! I actually teared up. I'd completely forgotten about that little tune and the rocking motion, and here he was, comforting my little man, doing the same thing. And now Hawksley loves it when I do it. I can be found singing, "Mommy's got Hawksley" at least twice a day.

I saw all three sets of parents this weekend, which is rare. It was nice to see all 6 of them (dad/stepmom on Friday, mom/stepdad early Saturday afternoon, mother & father-in-law Saturday evening) and catching up, eating tasty food, laughing, playing with the kids, having good clean fun.

I'm jealous of those who have had a normal upbringing (Chris, Cheryl) sometimes. And although my family is so very far from normal, I've come to realize that I probably wouldn't be the person I am if I hadn't had this craziness surrounding me since as far back I can remember. So, thanks crazy family of mine, thanks. I love you!