Jonathan finally finished grad school. He wrote the nicest thing on facebook the other day about it: “I've been a student nearly all the years she's known me. In the middle of finally finishing a viable under grad when we met then moving to a Masters with virtually no break in between. She's had to endure the heavier portion of MY workload by practically being a single mom on class nights and during hours of homework marathons. Whole weekends shot, stressed out and grumpy hubby, a fair chunk of debt, countless family events void of spouse, and 10 consecutive days juggling every aspect of our lives as I tooled around China. Well, tonight was the last night. The end of a pretty darn long road. She amazes me. Her endurance, her patience, her sacrifice, and her unwavering support -- these things amaze me. And so, it is with sincere admiration, gratitude, and awe that I congratulate Mrs Amber Devenney Bechtold for completing 7 consecutive years of (hubby's) higher education!!!” This is just an example of how its really all his hard work, but he turns around and recognizes me in the whole thing…who does that? Jonathan…always. Hes so so good to me. As such I needed to do something for him…I put together a “housewarming” party but really it was a graduation party for him. The kids and I got him a cake, decorated and had family and friends over to congratulate him….he said it was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for him. ( which im sure isn’t true) but so glad he had a good time. He felt really loved by those who came. Its strange really to have him done. No more nights gone, homework every day…hes ours after work no competing priorities. Ive never experienced this since weve been together. Im excited.
Jett…I wanted to remember a few things lately…hes obviously all over the place but whats funny is his interest in eating random things. Taking the cereal boxes for example and carrying it through the house leaving cheerios everywhere…His learning to kiss. He doesn’t know how to pucker, but he leans in and gives lovely open mouth slobbery kisses….( those I cant get enough of) His hugs, his jumping on top of you to wrestle. Wanting to dance in the kitchen when there is music on with Tristan and I. He bobs up and down to the beat….his grunting and pointing instead of talking…hey if it gets him what he wants why sign or talk eh? Sleeping like clockwork…12 hours to the dot. I know if I put him down at a certain time…12 hours later Ill be getting a wake up call…so anything before 6pm is a bit painful. Hes discovered trucks, cars…loves to push them around but likewise anything construction related…tractors outside, pictures of farm stuff, trucks, etc his word for them? Dadda. Points to a tractor…Dadda…I guess he figures there are men working on those things and that’s like dadda…sooo that’s what they are. His extreme love of his blanket…the other night he had it in the kitchen with him…he put it in a pile and fell on top of it burying his face and rolling around with it. Most precious thing. He loves to play peek a boo with it. Hold it over his head in the AM to block out the light….This kid loves books. He “reads” for hours turning pages, talking, pointing out stuff…his favorite…kittens. Anything cat…he gets so excited when Tink and Bob are around running after them as they run away. If he catches them look out…kisses and body hugs are in order…( poor cats) He will hunt them down finding them in their hiding places. So there you have it a bit more of an update.
