Sissy's Song

Kierra started it all. I was looking through pictures she posted while she was watching my sisters kids and they are all cute, and growing big, and look just like their mom and dad. Most of all, they all remind me so much of Ashleigh. Then after I finished looking through those pictures, my husband, for some reason, decided to play this song. He loves sitting and listening to music, he will do nothing else, just sit and listen, and go through song, after song, after song. He was sitting at the computer desk listening to music and he played Sissy's Song. I am not sure why he played this specific song, or if he even knew that I was thinking about my sister and her family, but he played it and I couldn't stop thinking about her and all the memories leading up to her passing away. He also played Sarah Beth, which reminded me of when Ashleigh was so worried about losing her beautiful blond hair, asking for cute hats and wigs. Anyway, I was dancing with Ryah in my arms, listening to the words of these songs, thinking of Ashleigh, and I started to cry. As I did, Ryah hugged me tighter and after a few minutes of tears, Ryah looks up, grabs my face in her gentle hands, and kisses my tears away. First she kissed the tears one cheek, then kissed the other cheek, then said "Don't be sad mommy, be happy. I kiss the tears away" (which made me cry even harder) then she looked down at my shirt and saw that some tears had fallen onto my shoulder and said "I get down mommy, I wanna get my blanket." So I let her down and she goes and gets her blanket. She comes back and says, "Mommy, I wipe away your tears" and wipes my cheeks with her blanket, then says, as she puts the blanket to my nose, "blow your nose mommy". Of course this all made me cry even harder being around such sweet innocence, love, and tenderheartedness. I love my husband so much for playing that song and reminding me of my sister, I always love the times when her memory pops into my head so randomly. He also played a song for me that reminded him of his dad and I was greatful to share such a beautiful, special moment with him and my baby girl. I love you both so very very much and am greatful for every moment we share together. Thank you for being such a wonderful husband and best friend, and thank you Ryah for being such a kind, loving, selfless, daughter.





http://www.cmt.com/videos/alan-jackson/355885/sissys-song.jhtml

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZKRMBAapnY

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E7L-t6_Nmdo

Story of the day 8/16/2010

Tell me a story Ryah...

Ryah: The monsters come in

Me: What monsters

Ryah: They're jump jump jumping

Me: Where?Ryah: There's a mouse, he's squished.

Me: Oh, no! Did the monsters squish the mouse?

Ryah: The mouse is sad

Me: He is?

Ryah: The mouse is happy mouse now.

Me: The mouse is happy? Is he ok?

Ryah: Yeah, he threw out the monsters!

Me: He did!?!? That's great!

Ryah: He has strong muscles.

Me: Yeah, he must have strong muscles if he can throw the monsters out!

Ryah: Broke my heart.

Me: It broke your heart?Ryah: The mouse broke me. He threw me

Me: The mouse threw you?

Ryah: Yeah, and I crash.

Me: Oh, no! Are you ok?

Ryah: He threw me in the water and I splash.

Me: Do you need me to protect you?

-And then she broke out into an awesome song singing about all the things she did today including reading four Eric Carl book that she LOVED. Some of her song went like this...

I fight the monsters and they threw me out and the mouse threw me out and broked my arm and ate my arm and I crash and the fireflys flashed their light and the fireworks flashed their light and I love daddy and........

I can't remember it all. I wish I had a tape recorder in her room so I could just record everything she said. I love my smart little girl!

I read "The Very Hungry Catipillar" by Eric Carl to her and asked her to retell the story back to me and she remembered everything from the little egg, to eating the plums, and oranges, and strawberries, and pears, to going from little catipillar to a big fat catipillar and building a home (she forgot the word, a cacoon) and becoming a butterfly!

SMARTY PANTS!

Love that girl!

Story of the day 08/11/2010

Me: Tell me a story Ryah

Ryah: Theres mosquito bugs outside

Me: There are?

Ryah: Yeah, I squish them with my toe

Me: Ew, you squish them with your toe? Yucky

Ryah: The giants come get me

Me: They did? Are you ok?

Ryah: They took my momma

Me: Uh oh! They took me?

Ryah: I stuck my arms out and said "NO, DONT TAKE MY MOMMA"

Me: Did they listen? Did you save me?

Ryah: No, they ate my arm off

Me: They DID!?! OH NO! Did they give it back!?

Ryah: No, the monkey came and got them.

Me: The monkey got your arm?

Ryah: No, they got my toes. They ate them

Me: Oh, no, the monkey ate your toes.

Ryah: Yeah, I can't walk anymore

Me: Uh oh, do you walk funny now?

Ryah: I need shoes so I can walk.

Me: Are you going to walk with no toes?

Ryah: He ate my teeth too!

Me: Oh man! Now you are going to talk funny too!

Ryah: I see a giant. He's coming in

Me: he is?

Ryah: No, he's sleeping.

Me: He is?

Ryah: Yeah, he's sleeping in the snow

Me: Oh no, he must be cold

Ryah: I go get him a blanket

Me: Thats nice of you

Ryah: Oh no, he got my blanket dirty.

Me: He did? Oh man!

Ryah: The monkey came back. He's a silly monkey now.

Me: He is? Why is he silly?

Ryah: He's a happy monkey. I give him a hug.

Me: You gave him a hug? That was nice of you!

I had to cut her off there because she would have kept going all night with her imagination.

Story of the Day 08/10/2010

Ryah: read me a story momma
Me: how about you tell me a story instead
Ryah: oh ok! Pooh fell in the mud momma
Me: he did? Uh oh. Did he get muddy?
Ryah: yeah he got poop on his hands
Me: poop!?!? Ew gross
Ryah: pooh wants to wash his hands
Me: that's a good idea. It good to wash your hands.
Ryah: yeah. The monsters coming in the door
Me: he is?
Ryah: he's hungry he wants pooh
Me: can I save him
Ryah: yeah. Sing goodnight sweetheart momma.
Me: ok. "goodnight sweetheart well it's time to go..."
Ryah: rub my tummy momma.
Me: ok

Story of the Day

Ryah has quite the imagination. I rock her to bed every night and usually we sing a few songs, I lay her down, rub her tummy while we sing ABC's and count to 25 but tonight was special. Tonight started something that I hope I can make into a "Story of the Day".

So, here it goes.

Ryah: The dinosaur stole my couch.
Me: He did? Where did he take it?
Ryah: To the giant.
Me: What giant?
Ryah: The giant puffer.
Me: The giant puffer? What did he look like?
Ryah: He was red. And he had a blue tongue.
Me: A blue tongue? That is a scary monster.
Ryah: Yeah, and the rain turns him blue.
Me: Really? What does he sound like?
Ryah: "Rroooaaarrrr!!!"
Me: Woah, that sounds scary.
Ryah: Yeah, he scared pooh. He wants to go home.
Me: He does? Is he ok now?
Ryah: Yeah.
Me: Oh good.
Ryah: The monster wants to get in.
Me: He does? I will protect you. Are you scared?
Ryah: No. Monsters fake.
Me: Yep, monsters are fake.

I love my girl. See you all tomorrow with a new adventure, courtesy of Ryah.