Thursday, April 29, 2010
I Think I'm Back!!
I mean could I get any more non-committal? Seriously...But, I am planning on making a return to the blogging world. We shall see how it goes. I figured this post might motivate me a little. So for any of you out there who might be reading...I will blog to ya soon...maybe. :-)
ryan
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Saturday, April 18, 2009
An Eli Picture Rewind
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Snow Day
Here are some pictures from Eli's first snow ever and our first snow of the winter. Even though I am no longer going to or working in the schools I still woke up at 5:00am to check the report to see if Williamson County was out of school and I still got excited watching the different schools run across the screen waiting anxiously for White County to not be followed by Wilson County because that would mean that Williamson was still in. (Yes, I am a total weirdo.) Needless to say Williamson followed White and all was well with my world until I realized that it did not mean that Jordan had the day off too. So, we all got up, layered up, and headed out to enjoy what might be the only snow of the Winter before Jordan had to leave. Happy New Years and we will have some pics from Eli's first Christmas coming soon. luv to all....ryan
Friday, November 21, 2008
It's a Bird, It's a Plane, It's...
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Family Inspiration
Well, this all got started when my aunt Brenda posted her sweet poem on our Gann Family website. Yes, we have a website and yes it is awesome. Anyway, she posted a sweet poem to all the newish mommas in the family and it started non other than an original poetry extravaganza. This is not at all unusual for the Gann clan considering our vacations together consist of a family talent show and a brainstorming session about the newest family business idea. :-) Love it!! It has been great having this family website because there are a lot of us and we don't get to see eachother as often as we would like and this way we can keep up and even have hilarious discussions on the message boards. All that to say Aunt Brenda's entry led me to join in on the extravaganza and write a little poem of my own. So, I thought I might as well post it on the blog since I have not posted anything in 2 weeks.
More posts to come and pics of Eli. He is 4 months now! Whoa how time flies and they say it only goes quicker. Crazy! Happy Wednesday. Post ya later....ryan
Before the sun decides to rise
Before the sand's out of my eyes
Once or twice or maybe three
This little voice calls out to me
So out of bed I slowly stand
To check up on my little man
Is he hungry? Maybe so!
Sometimes it is just hard to know
Feed him, pat him, let him cry
Which one this time should I try
Conversations in the night
About which methods might be right
A bounce, a rock, a midnight sing
Purchasing a sound machine
For there is no price I would not pay
To have my sleep back one fine day
Cause it has been since early June
That I have slept the whole night through
But besides the sleep there's other things
Like spit up in gallons and more laundry-ing
Like one arm meals and long long days
Without the hope of a nice pay raise
Like Milk allergies, a nursing Chore
Which really means you can't eat anymore!
Like crying and crying that does not stop
Unless I walk and rock and bounce and bop
And then someone asks, so is it hard?
This question I would not dare discard
Is it hard? Oh yes you bet!
But is it worth it...Every Cent!
Because when the sun decides to rise
And I've wiped the sand out of my eyes
Once and twice and ten times three
This little face looks up at me
And all my lack of sleeping miles
Disappear inside those smiles
For now I know inside this calm
How it feels to be a mom :-)
-Ryan :-)
More posts to come and pics of Eli. He is 4 months now! Whoa how time flies and they say it only goes quicker. Crazy! Happy Wednesday. Post ya later....ryan
MY POEM
(nice title huh?)
(nice title huh?)
Before the sun decides to rise
Before the sand's out of my eyes
Once or twice or maybe three
This little voice calls out to me
So out of bed I slowly stand
To check up on my little man
Is he hungry? Maybe so!
Sometimes it is just hard to know
Feed him, pat him, let him cry
Which one this time should I try
Conversations in the night
About which methods might be right
A bounce, a rock, a midnight sing
Purchasing a sound machine
For there is no price I would not pay
To have my sleep back one fine day
Cause it has been since early June
That I have slept the whole night through
But besides the sleep there's other things
Like spit up in gallons and more laundry-ing
Like one arm meals and long long days
Without the hope of a nice pay raise
Like Milk allergies, a nursing Chore
Which really means you can't eat anymore!
Like crying and crying that does not stop
Unless I walk and rock and bounce and bop
And then someone asks, so is it hard?
This question I would not dare discard
Is it hard? Oh yes you bet!
But is it worth it...Every Cent!
Because when the sun decides to rise
And I've wiped the sand out of my eyes
Once and twice and ten times three
This little face looks up at me
And all my lack of sleeping miles
Disappear inside those smiles
For now I know inside this calm
How it feels to be a mom :-)
-Ryan :-)
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Toby
Don't be fooled, he always looks like this, however his world has changed drastically over the last 3 months and it makes me wonder sometimes if he just might be a little sad on the inside. He has done a great job adjusting to the change. He has been sweet and gentle and laid back. He is not quite sure what to think of the little man yet, but I am sure one day they will be great playmates. (hopefully) Although Toby and I are a little distant these days as much of my attention is aimed elsewhere, we still share some great moments.
Toby and I pass in the middle of every night as I walk through the living room to feed a crying baby. It is at that moment where I have never felt more connected to the emotions and ideas of my 4 year old dog. It is at that moment, in the dark of night, with sleepy eyes, when Toby and I share a short but meaningful conversation. Toby lifts his head off his dog bed, turns and stares at me. I look at him prying my eyes open just enough to not run into the wall and to not miss out on this shared sentiment. With crying in the background, a dim lit room, and the clock glowing 2:00 am, we exchange these unspoken words....
Toby: SERIOUSLY?
Me: seriously!
Toby: Wow!
Me: tell me about it
Luv ya Tobes, thanks for being so understanding...hehe
Toby and I pass in the middle of every night as I walk through the living room to feed a crying baby. It is at that moment where I have never felt more connected to the emotions and ideas of my 4 year old dog. It is at that moment, in the dark of night, with sleepy eyes, when Toby and I share a short but meaningful conversation. Toby lifts his head off his dog bed, turns and stares at me. I look at him prying my eyes open just enough to not run into the wall and to not miss out on this shared sentiment. With crying in the background, a dim lit room, and the clock glowing 2:00 am, we exchange these unspoken words....
Toby: SERIOUSLY?
Me: seriously!
Toby: Wow!
Me: tell me about it
Luv ya Tobes, thanks for being so understanding...hehe
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