Blink of an Eye: When Mama's away...

Sunday, June 27, 2010

When Mama's away...

...the boys get together to play.

As the story goes, Charlie tried to convince both Noah and Daddy-O that they needed to get tattoos...just like his. Daddy-O was unsure of having such a large tat on his chest and Noah thought putting I LOVE NOAH on his chest was a bit strange. Someone commented on how Noah's wrapped up arms remind them of Popeye the Sailor Man and I guess one thing lead to another...

When I got home from Portland, I was picked up at the airport by Charlie,

Daddy-O,

and my little Noah Man.

I am so glad my guys had a fun weekend together but I'm a bit nervous to see what they do the next time I leave them alone.

And...yes, there will be a next time. Not only did I did survive a night without my boys, I actually had a FANTASTIC time with Amy, Brian, Owen, Grace and family. I might have to get away again soon.

Noah's not quite sure about that.

4 comments:

Vanessa SmithJune 28, 2010 at 7:19 AM
Hahaha...you guys are hysterical. Love the boy bonding and so glad that you got to enjoy your time away.
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Betty SmithJune 28, 2010 at 11:00 AM
When Noah is 6 or 7 he will ask Daddy-o if he remembers when Mama was gone they got tatted and then he will add "that was so much fun" Kc you are making wonderful memories with your son. I love you for that.....and for being you.
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MelissaJune 28, 2010 at 4:42 PM
that's so cute and funny!! woo hoo for enjoying your time away :)
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CynthiaJune 28, 2010 at 10:24 PM
Kc, your sense of humor keeps reminding me more of your dad's all the time... you're creative in so many ways! Makes me wonder what Noah will come up with in the future! :D
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The Story

Our son, Noah Stone Jackson, was born with a very rare genetic disorder called Fraser syndrome. Among his many challenges are one “hidden eye”, a narrow trachea (which required him to have a tracheotomy), an imperforate anus (which required a colostomy), difficulty swallowing (which required a G-Tube for feedings), the fusing of his vocal chords (which means he may never speak), and club feet (which are being corrected with braces). Our family is on an amazing journey together. We are learning to walk along this path that God has planned for us, trusting in His infinite love and wisdom. We are taking each day (or each moment) as it comes and relying on each other, our friends and family, and our God for strength. We have a long road ahead of us filled with several more surgeries, lots of recovery, countless hours of therapy, and many trips to specialists around the state. Every day brings us challenges but they pale in comparison to the smiles and cuddles from our little man. Noah is our son, a true gift from God, and we cannot wait to see where this adventure leads.