Heavy on the Mind...

Danny has decided to apply for LVMPD!! He put in his application a week or so ago. It seems only natural. Everybody in his family is either a cop or in construction. Since building has pretty much come to a halt, he's been working at Lloist (Chem Lime) for the last two and a half years. He hates  his job!! He said he'll continue to work there if he doesn't get on with LVMPD. But, we're hoping for LVMPD!! With that being said.. One of my Facebook friends posted a video the other week. It was a cop in Florida, I think, who had stopped a truck. He had drugs pulled out of the truck one guy leaning against the truck, another still in the truck. The police officer told the guy who was standing outside of the truck to take off his jacket and put his hands back onto the truck. The guy kind of resisted, but started to take off his jacket. While this was happening, the guy still in the truck started to get out. The cop yelling for him to stay in the truck, the guy keeps coming. The officer draws his gun, and the guy starts shooting the officer in the chest, over and over again. Then the guy who was leaned against the car grabs his gun an starts shooting over and over again! The cop was probably shot around 30+ times.. All caught on his car-cam. I know this doesn't happen everyday, but it does happen!! It terrifies me!! After seeing this video, Danny becoming a cop and possibly getting shot to death has been heavy on my mind a lot lately. I've of course always had a just-in-case plan, but I do NOT like to think about the possibility of him passing away. We ARE supposed to grow old together, and die together like in "The Notebook" (haha cheesy, I know..) But, this is my plan! (I type with tears in my eyes...) The thought "what would I do?" comes to mind all the time. Who would take care of the kids and I? Who would watch the kids if I had to go work full time? How would I even face the day? How could I come home to an "empty" home everyday? Am I strong enough to get through something like that? So many things run through my mind... Being a cop, you could get killed! KILLED!! I know his job now has some risks, being a contractor has risks, but NONE of them are being SHOT! I freak out if he's a few minutes late getting home from work. I worry about him falling asleep and crashing his car. I worry everyday that he's not home. I worry too much! I guess that I just worry too much.... I also worry about what Danny would do if I died young. Who he'd remarry to. Would I approve of her raising my kids? Would she love my family as much as I do? Of course I'd have no say, but, hopefully he'd make the right decision!! Hopefully he'd find an amazing babysitter. And so on...  Anyways... I hate the subject of death. I've dealt with many deaths, but they're usually grandparents, aunts, uncles. A few cousins, but none recent. Friends. Friends of friends.. It all just sucks!! I just wanted to get this all out of my head! I don't like thinking about it. Hopefully it'll go away now that I've "written" it all down...

Alex is Seven!

Last Saturday, February 1, Alex turned seven!! He's had the "most epic two days!" (his words). Friday after he got home from school and Danny received a text from Alex's friends mom. (They're in our ward, she didn't have my number, our house phone is broken and is now a toy. Her husband had Danny's number. Just had to clarify...). His friend Brock wanted Alex to play over at his house. Alex was SO excited!! I dropped Alex off and he stayed for almost two hours, without me! Most parents are probably like, "So what? Big deal..." For Alex, this is a HUGE deal!! He's attached to me by the hip! He worries when I'm not around. It was AMAZING for him to play for a couple hours, at his friends house! I got a text from Marquessa (Brock's mom) saying that she was bringing Alex home because he told her he was ready. When she dropped Alex off we invited Marquessa and Brock over for cake and ice cream Saturday afternoon. We usually just have a small family get together. Our house is too small to hold a bunch of people. The cousins (on my side) were all here. Aunts and uncles were here. Sister from another mother was here with her kids. Last, but not least. Brock and Marquessa were here! It was fun. We had cake and ice cream. Stupid me didn't get enough balloons for every single child (ghasp!)  Lara's older three took a balloon, Brock took a balloon, and I had two. Needless to say, my kids fought over the balloons for three days (until the balloons lost air).  Note to self: buy enough balloons for EVERY SINGLE kid! Lesson learned. Alex opened his presents. Brock gave Alex art supplies! Alex's favorite thing in the world is to draw and write books! Grandma gave him $5!! I got him "Cloudy With a Chance of Meat Balls 2", Mine Craft (on his nabi), and Danny got him a "skate board". We have long hallways of laminate flooring in our house. I've had fun riding the "skate board" through our house.  Who says your too old to play with your kids' scooter? Not I!
We've watched "Cloudy With a Change of Meat Balls" only about 12 times this past week.. "Free Birds" is now out on dvd-blu ray. Guess what Cam's getting for his birthday??!!! It's in a few weeks, so that is what he gets! He can not wait for his birthday! He asked if Brock could come to his party, too. I told him if Brock can, he's invited! Gotta LOVE "birthday season!!" ! That's it for now. I'm so lucky to have my amazing, healthy kids! I love them all so much!