The Angry Hunter

I'm a little worried about my Zoe!
Ok, I'll start at the beginning .... since she was born she seems to interact with something (things) not of this world. Through the baby monitor I would hear her talking to someone at night. Sometimes she would wake up screaming and I would have to go hold her until she calmed down and went back to sleep. There were times she would point at the corner and cry hard. One night remember she started to fuss, I was going to get up and I heard a man clear his throat threw the baby monitor. I thought, "Matt got up". I rolled over and Matt was in bed with me! My first thought was "someone is in her room"! I jumped out of bed without thinking to wake Matt, ran into her room and there was nothing. She was freaking out. Then suddenly everything stopped.
When I was about 7 months pregnant with Patrick we painted the other room and moved Zoe to her new room. She really didn't say anything bad about the move. She loved her room was purple, she loved her big girl bed, she was excited about it.
Not long after she started saying she was afraid. She would cry at bed time and not want to be alone in her room. One night I sat on her floor and asked her to tell me everything. She talked about a man who comes into her room at night. I asked what was his name, she replied "I call him the Angry Hunter" . I asked why, she shrugged her shoulders and said "I don't know." She told me that he stood by the window and never talked to her. I told her the next time he came into her room to tell him to leave, she told me she had and he won't! All I could do is sit there and listen. I asked her what else. She said he sometimes stands on her chest. Now, I know sometimes being around spirits can literally take your breath away and have a heavy feeling on your chest. I told Matt we had to do something! We hung a rosary @over her bed, a cross in both their rooms, a cross over our front door, and a crucifix next to the back door. And every night we prayed together. Then, it stopped.
December 23 about 5 am, Zoe walked into our room. Zoe has never ever left her room at night! It scared me that she was so afraid she came into our room. I asked her what happen, she didn't want to answer me. She was not crying but sounded like she was going to. We let her stay in our bed for the next two hours. That day was fine.
December 24 about 3 am. Zoe came into our room. Now I'm afraid! I sat with her on the bed and she was crying. I begged her to tell me what was going on. She said no. So Matt and I walked her back to her bed. We tucked her in and prayed with her. She was good and fell right to sleep. I sat up in my bed and prayed for Him to watch over my kids. She slept threw the night and the next few nights have been fine.
I don't know what to do, I mean really what can I do.
Last summer I met with a psychic. All I said was, "my daughter has been having a problem." He looked at me and immediately responded, "yes, it's a man connected to your property. He stands in her room, he doesn't talk to her and that bothers her. He also won't leave when she tells him to." I could breath! He said exactly what she had told me. He told me not to worry that he was not bad and he would not hurt her. He likes that she can see him.
But now with her feeling she needed to leave her room, I'm scared for her! She only 3, she shouldn't have to do this so young.
I hate not knowing when he will show up. I hate not being able to see what she sees. I hate she is afraid and I can't help her.
Patrick has never had a problem, that we know of. As for Matt and I, well that's stories for another day.

December 21

Nine years ago yesterday I got a phone call that changed my life... Nine years ago today I met my best friend, my rock, the father of my children, my husband.
Matt worked with my brother. We both had gotten out of a really bad relationship and were a little afraid of getting hurt. We talked forever. We had never met before, so we decided on a double blind date. I took my friend Bequi and he brought Josh and Fris. The five of us went to the movies and saw "Behind Enemy Lines". (Good movie by the way) Then we were going to go bowling but couldn't get a lane. We decided on pool instead. Matt got me home almost an hour before curfew. He said, "if I don't respect your parents, how can you trust me to respect you?" I almost died! He had said stuff like that all night, opening all the doors for me (even his truck door). He was amazing! At one point I realized his cell phone was ringing off the hook. I finally turned to him and said "you can answer that." He put his cell in the cubby between the seats, smiled at me and said "I'm busy." Who was this guy? Where did he come from? This is stuff from the movies! He complete swept me off my feet that first night nine years ago! Still to this day he does stuff that makes my heart flutter! I'm one of the lucky ones!
12/21/01 will be a day I never forget!!!

Patrick: 18 months and counting!

My baby is one and a half years old! It's crazy how time flies like that! It just seems like last month I had had him. So I wanted to document some of the things he says and does.

I usually wake up to him calling me from his crib. "Mom, mommy, momma, I hungry!" He always smiles as I open his door. I take his Binky and he gives me a kiss. I get him out and he will either run to Zoe's room or my room to see his dad.
He loves poptarts and dry cereal. He loves candy and, well, anything sweet! Haha! He drinks. His milk and juice but once in a while I'll let him drink some soda. He likes pepsi. One day I gave him rootbeer, haha, he drank it and made a face. He tells me, "yuck! That's gross!" And he would not drink anymore!
Some words and phrases he says.....
Mom, dad, oe, NO (his favorite) get down, don't you do that, that's right, I love you, I want, ba-ba (his cup), binky, hungry, bit (he still says be-da), fry-fry, blanky, nigh-nigh (night-night that's what he calls is blanket), what?, please, thank you, hi, bye, Jessi, nana, miha (mariah), flint, doggy, kitty, key-key (Jessi's dog's name), bath.
He always makes us laugh! He is such a joy and a pain. He climbs on EVERYTHING! Haha! He falls off of EVERYTHING!
When it's time for his bath all I have to do is say "bath" and we are racing up the stairs to the bathroom. He loves to play in the water but he hates getting washed. He took his first shower with me on Thanksgiving and he hated it! He hates water falling on him (shower, sprinklers, rain and snow).
He hates his diapor changed. We have to run him down and hold him down just to change it.
When he is tired and just ready to go to bed he gathers his 3 b's (blanket, ba-ba, and binkey) he tries to climb into his crib! Last night he was standing at his crib and yells, "come mom!" Haha! When he can't find one of his b's he calles it like it will answer or come out of hiding. He goes right to bed with no fight.
I could not have asked for a greater son!

It's December!

Finally!!!

I'm so done with November! Thank goodness it's over. The last half was not as bad as the first. But still..... it's over! Don't get me wrong I love Thanksgiving and spending time with my family and friends!

I finally got the hang of sleeping alone. It took a couple of nights but I finally can sleep through the night with taking a sleep aid. I am so thankful for that, I hated taking those things. The roughest night is always Sunday night.

On the 24 my long time friend Nikki Dalton came over and we made home made pumpkin pies for thanksgiving. I made 4 and she made 2. I had made 2 and she had made 2 then I decided I should stop and make dinner. Good thing I did because just as I put my last 2 pies in the oven our power went out! We ate dinner by candle. It was out about an hour and I was able to cook my pies, which turned out great! She's so much fun to hang out with. She brought a framed picture of her first ultrasound photo. Yes! She's pregnant to all of you that know her!! I'm so excited for her!

On Thanksgiving I was suppost to make 2 center peices for my Mother's tables. One, we were going to carve a pumpkin to look like a turkey but we left it outside and it was frozen! The other, I was making a turkey out of painted styrofoam balls. It didn't turn out so good. So I texted her and told her I was sorry. I felt bad, so with only 15 min before we had to leave the house I got a great idea from scraps of fabric we had.




I don't want to brag but I think it turned out pretty good for just throwing it together.

After my mom's we went to Matt's mom's house and ate a good dinner there too. After a long day we went home and to bed!