I've noticed with each day that my precious babies are becoming my precious children so quickly. Too quickly. I'm just so humbled that I am their Mommy.
L has recently prayed to accept Christ...at 4 1/2 years old! He has spoken with one of our children's pastors at church, and she feels that he indeed did make this huge decision. Z and I were completely bowled over and extremely thankful this past Thanksgiving (which we spent in my hometown with my mom and her family). L is serious about this, too, sharing his decision with others...and he really, really gets it! Praise the Lord.
C is recovering from her surgery to place another set of tubes in her ears and have her adenoids removed...for the 2nd time! Yes, it's very unusual to regenerate adenoids, but my baby girl can do it! She's struggled with a sinus infection immediately following the surgery, and has been in and out of our bed at night...we are tired! And last night was the ultimate kicker, she's been t*inkling in her bed on purpose to get out! Ugh...
We took them to Stone Mountain to visit the area and see the Christmas events there...it was so cool. I was pretty nervous being on top of the mountain with my fearless children, though. It was such a clear day, we could see so far. L and C loved the sky buckets and the newer attraction the Duck rides. They both were able to drive the boats, which was really neat. We saw a bunch of mistletoe, and I told L what it was. He was trying to recall what it was called to his Daddy later and said, "Daddy, have you ever met Misses Toe at Christmas?" Too cute...but we can't laugh so much anymore, though, because he's beginning to get frustrated and/or embarrassed.
I made a promise to myself today to be more "there" for my children. I want our household to run smoothly and so I'm ready to put forth the effort and preparations to ensure that it does. I want my babies to remember me PLAYING with them when their grown, too. Not just working or cleaning or cooking or being too busy! So, that's basically my prayer--to get into the moment because I've planned and prepared before. I don't want to be frustrated, exhausted, or grumpy with them. My family is my most important thing, and they should feel that way 100% of the time!
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Is My God Pink?
A conversation from lunch today:
L: God gave us such a pretty yellow sunrise to tell us he loved us, right? (We observed a golden glow all around as we awakened this morning...so much so that I thought I had left the porch lights on. It was beautiful!)
Me: Yes, God loves us and shows us how much he loves us in different ways.
L: God was talking to us and telling us to have a good day wasn't He? He told us to have a great day with the yellow sunrise, right?
Me: That's exactly right, L.
C: So, my God talks to me, too.
M: Well, your God is my God. There's only one God.
C: Is my God pink? I think my God is a pink guhl (girl). Is my God a pink guhl?
Me:Well....I don't know what color God is, C. That's a great question.
C: It's not a question. My God is a pink guhl.
Okay then.
L: God gave us such a pretty yellow sunrise to tell us he loved us, right? (We observed a golden glow all around as we awakened this morning...so much so that I thought I had left the porch lights on. It was beautiful!)
Me: Yes, God loves us and shows us how much he loves us in different ways.
L: God was talking to us and telling us to have a good day wasn't He? He told us to have a great day with the yellow sunrise, right?
Me: That's exactly right, L.
C: So, my God talks to me, too.
M: Well, your God is my God. There's only one God.
C: Is my God pink? I think my God is a pink guhl (girl). Is my God a pink guhl?
Me:Well....I don't know what color God is, C. That's a great question.
C: It's not a question. My God is a pink guhl.
Okay then.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
A Observation
At lunchtime today, C didn't want anything but the pumpkin cookies we made the previous day. A long back-and-forth conversation went something like this:
C: I want some pun-kin cookies.
Me: After you eat lunch, you can have some cookies. Would you like a PB & J sandwich?
C: Sandwich is yucky! I want cookies.
Me: Would you like some chicken nuggets? (a usual favorite)
C: I don't like chicken nuggets. Chicken nuggets are yucky. That's yucky. I want cookies.
Me: No lunch, no cookies. Would you like some turkey?
C: No, turkey is yucky. I don't like to eat turkey.
Me: What about peanut butter crackers?
C: No, I want cookies! Crackers are yucky! I don't like them.
Me: Ok, you don't have to eat lunch. L and I will eat our lunch, and then we'll have cookies. You can go and get your nap while we eat. OK?
C: No, I don't want to take a nap. I want to eat lunch. I want peanut butter crackers and cheese and an apple, OK? Then, I want my pun-kin cookies, OK?
Me: Sounds good to me.
L: C, you wear me out!
Truer words haven't been spoken!
C: I want some pun-kin cookies.
Me: After you eat lunch, you can have some cookies. Would you like a PB & J sandwich?
C: Sandwich is yucky! I want cookies.
Me: Would you like some chicken nuggets? (a usual favorite)
C: I don't like chicken nuggets. Chicken nuggets are yucky. That's yucky. I want cookies.
Me: No lunch, no cookies. Would you like some turkey?
C: No, turkey is yucky. I don't like to eat turkey.
Me: What about peanut butter crackers?
C: No, I want cookies! Crackers are yucky! I don't like them.
Me: Ok, you don't have to eat lunch. L and I will eat our lunch, and then we'll have cookies. You can go and get your nap while we eat. OK?
C: No, I don't want to take a nap. I want to eat lunch. I want peanut butter crackers and cheese and an apple, OK? Then, I want my pun-kin cookies, OK?
Me: Sounds good to me.
L: C, you wear me out!
Truer words haven't been spoken!
Friday, October 12, 2007
A Favorite Shopping Site
Momma's Boy-Daddy's Girl Clothing Co.
Boutique children's clothing in smocked and appliqued styles from Amanda Remembered, Anavini, Bailey Boys, Potato Saks & Vive La Fete. Other boutique labels include Coco BonBons, Flap Happy and Wes & Willy.
Boutique children's clothing in smocked and appliqued styles from Amanda Remembered, Anavini, Bailey Boys, Potato Saks & Vive La Fete. Other boutique labels include Coco BonBons, Flap Happy and Wes & Willy.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
The Game Ball
Oh, wow! It's already the last day of September and I've only posted once this month. My ideas in starting this blog, that I share with no one, were to journal a little each day and to try and remember the crazy/adorable/memorable things that happen each day with L and C and our family life. So much for posting every day...
Anyway, the update: Both are loving school. I'm so thrilled with all that my L is learning. He knows all his letter sounds and is quickly learning to write them. He's started spelling a few words on his own. Yay! I still am so glad his Daddy and I decided to keep him in the 3 day class and avoided the whole pre-K deal. Whew! Such a dilemma it was!
C continues to enjoy school, and I miss her while she's there, but am able to get my work done on Tues. mornings and attend a Bible study at church on Wednesday mornings. Actually, I should be working on Wednesday ams, too, but I justified the Bible study in that it is only 8 weeks long, and I can take a break from work for a bit as our taxes were just completed (work taxes, always file for the extension).
I continue to grapple with wanting another child. I watch my babies grow, and I'm excited to see each new stage, but I still have that nagging incomplete feeling. Z still has a very complete feeling. He tells me he doesn't think we should switch from man-to-man coverage to zone defense. Definitely a sports fan!
Now, on to the post's title. My little man is playing fall t-ball. Not pre-t like the spring. This is the real deal--3 pitchers from the coach, making outs, learning positions, etc. So, we missed the first game due to a long-planned trip for the kids to my mom's for the weekend. She gets so little time off, we couldn't change our plans because of the season's start date. Anyway, his first game was on Thursday night. He plays in the outfield...right I believe (I get confused on right and left field because I never know who's right or who's left...but he plays behind first base). At this age, not many of the opponents can hit it past the pitcher's mound, and my L desparately wants to be a man of action. So, his dad taught him to back up first base on every play--that way, L's actually getting to move around and pay attention. So, he backed up 1st on EVERY play. He even got his hands on the ball a couple of times and made 1 out. He also got on base once from a great hit. He hit another to another player and was tagged out on his first at bat (they only get about 2 bats due to time limits). But, at the end of the game, the coach decided to give out a game ball signed by all the kids to one of the assitant coaches who leaves for another tour in Iraq today. Then, the coaches decided that the kiddos should get in on the game ball action. SO, the coaches conference together (hubby is NOT a coach, which makes it even better), and my little man received the first game ball given out for being so willing to hustle for the team (and of course, it couldn't be without notice that he begs each and every batter to hit the ball to him b/c he's ready to make the play)!. Oh my, was he so proud! (And so was I. I couldn't believe the lump in my throat. Oh, how he loves that game ball...
Anyway, the update: Both are loving school. I'm so thrilled with all that my L is learning. He knows all his letter sounds and is quickly learning to write them. He's started spelling a few words on his own. Yay! I still am so glad his Daddy and I decided to keep him in the 3 day class and avoided the whole pre-K deal. Whew! Such a dilemma it was!
C continues to enjoy school, and I miss her while she's there, but am able to get my work done on Tues. mornings and attend a Bible study at church on Wednesday mornings. Actually, I should be working on Wednesday ams, too, but I justified the Bible study in that it is only 8 weeks long, and I can take a break from work for a bit as our taxes were just completed (work taxes, always file for the extension).
I continue to grapple with wanting another child. I watch my babies grow, and I'm excited to see each new stage, but I still have that nagging incomplete feeling. Z still has a very complete feeling. He tells me he doesn't think we should switch from man-to-man coverage to zone defense. Definitely a sports fan!
Now, on to the post's title. My little man is playing fall t-ball. Not pre-t like the spring. This is the real deal--3 pitchers from the coach, making outs, learning positions, etc. So, we missed the first game due to a long-planned trip for the kids to my mom's for the weekend. She gets so little time off, we couldn't change our plans because of the season's start date. Anyway, his first game was on Thursday night. He plays in the outfield...right I believe (I get confused on right and left field because I never know who's right or who's left...but he plays behind first base). At this age, not many of the opponents can hit it past the pitcher's mound, and my L desparately wants to be a man of action. So, his dad taught him to back up first base on every play--that way, L's actually getting to move around and pay attention. So, he backed up 1st on EVERY play. He even got his hands on the ball a couple of times and made 1 out. He also got on base once from a great hit. He hit another to another player and was tagged out on his first at bat (they only get about 2 bats due to time limits). But, at the end of the game, the coach decided to give out a game ball signed by all the kids to one of the assitant coaches who leaves for another tour in Iraq today. Then, the coaches decided that the kiddos should get in on the game ball action. SO, the coaches conference together (hubby is NOT a coach, which makes it even better), and my little man received the first game ball given out for being so willing to hustle for the team (and of course, it couldn't be without notice that he begs each and every batter to hit the ball to him b/c he's ready to make the play)!. Oh my, was he so proud! (And so was I. I couldn't believe the lump in my throat. Oh, how he loves that game ball...
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Big Day
My baby girl started school today. She had the best time. No tears...barely even a good-bye for her Daddy and me. She looked adorable! The dress I smocked for her turned out beautifully. I was so proud to hear that her big "bwudda" asked his teacher if he could go check on her! God has blessed me with the most precious babies!
Friday, August 31, 2007
So far, so good
Well, L enjoyed a fantastic week of school. I love, love, love his teachers. He has learned to write the trickiest letter in his name already (poor former Kindergarten teacher Mommy could never get him to write it correctly)! We received a wonderful sheet listing all the wonderful things he's done this week...can you tell I'm excited over this stage in his life? I just love his construction paper masterpieces that have come home, and I have been riveted by all of his 4-year-old preschool tales. (Notice: Pre-school not Pre-K. I'm not into the overly academic curriculum of the state pre-k programs!)
C is getting excited, and I'm praying her transition will go well. I've got 1 1/2 more Scottie dogs to smock on her dress for the first day. I've been having a blast shopping for her for school. (L too, but girls' clothes are so darn cute!) Gotta watch that spending, though.
In other news, I've gotta work on Tues and Wed next week to get ready to meet with the accountant for my job. BUSY for the 6 (combined) hours the kiddos will be in school. I also need to make the appointment with the accountant. (note to self)
My hubby is enjoying a guys weekend at Notre Dame. His Yellow Jackets are taking on the Fighting Irish for the opening game. Oh, man is he excited! I hope he has an absolutely fabulous weekend.
Off to the lake after church on Sunday, so I've gotta get everything in order for the week before bed on Sat. night. Yikes! I lost today in the preparations, too, because I'm babysitting for our little cousin. After dropping off Z at the airport at 9 am, I took all 3 kiddos (4, 2, and 1) to the local library. Then, 2 work errands (getting out of the car at both), and then thru the Chick-fil-A drive through for lunch. Experienced a little of what life would be like with 3 babies. Not too bad, I must admit!
Thinking about joining the local gym to get in shape--not sure if it's worth the money, but I'm sure I'd like to enjoy my sweet tea without feeling the effects in my jeans! We'll see!
C is getting excited, and I'm praying her transition will go well. I've got 1 1/2 more Scottie dogs to smock on her dress for the first day. I've been having a blast shopping for her for school. (L too, but girls' clothes are so darn cute!) Gotta watch that spending, though.
In other news, I've gotta work on Tues and Wed next week to get ready to meet with the accountant for my job. BUSY for the 6 (combined) hours the kiddos will be in school. I also need to make the appointment with the accountant. (note to self)
My hubby is enjoying a guys weekend at Notre Dame. His Yellow Jackets are taking on the Fighting Irish for the opening game. Oh, man is he excited! I hope he has an absolutely fabulous weekend.
Off to the lake after church on Sunday, so I've gotta get everything in order for the week before bed on Sat. night. Yikes! I lost today in the preparations, too, because I'm babysitting for our little cousin. After dropping off Z at the airport at 9 am, I took all 3 kiddos (4, 2, and 1) to the local library. Then, 2 work errands (getting out of the car at both), and then thru the Chick-fil-A drive through for lunch. Experienced a little of what life would be like with 3 babies. Not too bad, I must admit!
Thinking about joining the local gym to get in shape--not sure if it's worth the money, but I'm sure I'd like to enjoy my sweet tea without feeling the effects in my jeans! We'll see!
Monday, August 27, 2007
Crunch Time
Well, here it is the night before preschool for my little man. I couldn't be happier with his teacher. I actually taught her granddaughter in first grade when I was pregnant with my little L. Next week my C starts school, too. Oh, can it be that my babies are getting so big. I want another one!!! Let's start over with just one more to savor the baby-ness. Hubby says no way, but I say I still hear the call.
Yesterday while getting ready to leave for our church's first worship service, L ran up into his room. I called up to him to come downstairs and he tells me, "Just a minute, Mommy. I've got to get my offering. " I arrive in his room to find him trying to empty out the entire contents of his baseball bank (spending money bank). I said, "Buddy, remember, you've already got your offering in your pocket. (I had given him a dollar earlier)." He answered, "Mommy, I want to give all of this to Jesus b/c he loves me so much." I was touched at his generosity. Such a tenderhearted guy. Come to find out, the little man gave some, not all. But his four-year-old heart was in the right place.
After church in the grocery, the kiddos and I were picking out a card for Mimi's b'day party we were hosting last night when Z and his brother arrived in from their business trip in Phoenix. He spotted a SNL card with Rosanne Rosannadanna on it. He loved it. He opened it and it talked, which he loved even more. He became convinced his Nana needed it, and so it went home with us. He didn't understand the words she said, (constipated, depressed, etc.) but he thought her voice was so funny. He told me it was going to crack his Nana up, and he was right. What he didn't know was how much she needed that love yesterday. He has a heart for others. She took him to his make-up swim lesson yesterday. She said that the whole way there he kept talking about the card. He asked, "Nana, did that crack you up?" "Yes, it did." "Let's listen again so we can crack up together." Insert Gilda Radner's voice and L and Nana's cracking up laughter. Then, he'd say, "Nana, will everyone else crack up tonight when they hear it?" "I bet they will, buddy." "Ok, let's let them hear it, OK?"Even when his sassy mouth gets him in SOOO much trouble lately
He also told me yesterday that he thinks we need another baby sister at our house. We were eating our lunch when he mentioned this to me. I turned to C and asked her if she thought we should get another baby. After thinking for a miunte, she kindly says, "Ummm, no thanks. I'm good. Thank you though."
This morning, Cc woke up and was in her bed talking and talking. I went up there, she was telling her baby, "Don't steal all the bunny's kisses, Baby. That's not berry nice."
Reminder: tell about C's teahers.
Yesterday while getting ready to leave for our church's first worship service, L ran up into his room. I called up to him to come downstairs and he tells me, "Just a minute, Mommy. I've got to get my offering. " I arrive in his room to find him trying to empty out the entire contents of his baseball bank (spending money bank). I said, "Buddy, remember, you've already got your offering in your pocket. (I had given him a dollar earlier)." He answered, "Mommy, I want to give all of this to Jesus b/c he loves me so much." I was touched at his generosity. Such a tenderhearted guy. Come to find out, the little man gave some, not all. But his four-year-old heart was in the right place.
After church in the grocery, the kiddos and I were picking out a card for Mimi's b'day party we were hosting last night when Z and his brother arrived in from their business trip in Phoenix. He spotted a SNL card with Rosanne Rosannadanna on it. He loved it. He opened it and it talked, which he loved even more. He became convinced his Nana needed it, and so it went home with us. He didn't understand the words she said, (constipated, depressed, etc.) but he thought her voice was so funny. He told me it was going to crack his Nana up, and he was right. What he didn't know was how much she needed that love yesterday. He has a heart for others. She took him to his make-up swim lesson yesterday. She said that the whole way there he kept talking about the card. He asked, "Nana, did that crack you up?" "Yes, it did." "Let's listen again so we can crack up together." Insert Gilda Radner's voice and L and Nana's cracking up laughter. Then, he'd say, "Nana, will everyone else crack up tonight when they hear it?" "I bet they will, buddy." "Ok, let's let them hear it, OK?"Even when his sassy mouth gets him in SOOO much trouble lately
He also told me yesterday that he thinks we need another baby sister at our house. We were eating our lunch when he mentioned this to me. I turned to C and asked her if she thought we should get another baby. After thinking for a miunte, she kindly says, "Ummm, no thanks. I'm good. Thank you though."
This morning, Cc woke up and was in her bed talking and talking. I went up there, she was telling her baby, "Don't steal all the bunny's kisses, Baby. That's not berry nice."
Reminder: tell about C's teahers.
Monday, August 6, 2007
Snakes alive!
Over the weekend, we had a close encounter with the reptillian kind. That's right...a SNAKE! On Thursday night, the babies and I left for the lake ahead of Z. (We were spending my 30th b-day there (Friday) and I wanted to wake up at the lake on my big day.) Anyway, when we arrived and unloaded, the kiddos wanted to go swim in the pool. Since I was by myself with them, and I really didn't want to get in the water I had them wear their life jackets.
C swam for a few minutes and was ready to get out. So, she was wrapped in a towel and waiting for me to move a chair over to where my chair by the pool steps (within arms' reach from them in the pool). While I'm moving the chair, L started screaming about a snake on him and frantically swimming toward the steps. I dropped the chair I was holding rushed over, still thinking it was one of the zillion bugs that were flying in toward the lights in the pool. Then, his voice escalates into a panicked sound as I grab him by the shoulders of the life jacket and start kind of shaking him as I see THE SNAKE ON HIS LIFE JACKET slithering toward the arm hole! As I'm grabbing him and shaking him to loose the snake, I'm leaning over all three steps as he was just beyond the steps when I reached the pool's edge. The snake fell off, and I'm asking L the whole time, "Did it bite you? Did the snake touch your skin? Do you hurt anywhere?" I get him out of the life jacket as fast a lightening checking him over and looking in the pool to see the snake. I noticed what I thought was a pattern on the snake, so I'm really revving up the questions and search of L's body for any marks of signs of a bite. The snake itself was no more than a foot long, and had swam/slithered into the skimmer. While we watched the snake swim to the skimmer, L kept telling me, "Slap his neck, Mommy. That's what Daddy says to do. We've gotta slap his neck." I almost started laughing at this point, for two reasons...A) What his Daddy tells him about killing snakes is how he "Snap the neck" usually with a shovel-not bare hands and B) I was not going looking for the snake again...No WAY!
(My girl C was safe at this point, too ...I kept my eye on her too. In the midsts of the extraction of L from the pool, I barked for her to stand still, which she thankfully did.) Needless to say, our swim was over, and I went to alert the only other person at the complex of the snake. He went to check the skimmer and I went to check L again. He was fine, and I began bragging on him for not panicking and doing the right thing. I'm so glad he didn't try to grab it, especially since we didn't ever find it to see what kind it was. I'm also thankful that I didn't fall head first into the pool while grabbing and shaking L. I could have hurt us both if I had. Thanks to God for watching over us.
In other news, my birthday was fabulous. My wonderful hubby arranged a great dinner in a nearby town. My mom made it up, along with the rest of hubby's immediate family plus Holly and Allie Grace. Then, Saturday was fun outside; the weather was great...HOT, but great.
Sunday morning I got up and drove back to meet up with my girlfriends (MM lives out of state, EA and CM live locally, but we rarely get together except for these special events... we all taught together for 2 years). MM came in from Louisiana and EA and CM and I all joined her at her favorite singer's downtown concert. John Mayer provided a lovely reason to all be together for my 30th. More fun! Everyone stayed at our house. EA and CM who had to work today slept in L's room, MM slept in our guest room, and L slept with us. After the concert (and HUGE blisters from my adorable new shoes from my mom), we had cake and then chatted until 1:30 am. Michelle and my babies and I spent the morning together, lunched at CFA, ran into our old parapros, which was great, then she headed back to Tallahassee (where her kiddos await her at their grandparents and her hubby will join her for their big trip to Disney for her son's fifth b-day). It was a great visit, but a short one. We did get to host the whole family last weekend, so that was fun. And they will be back in October for the guys to hopefully attend a Nascar event for Michelle's very enthusiastic NASCAR fan. And, we're trying to plan a good girls getaway sometime early next year.
In other news, L pretended to be a postman today. We had to make a mail bag out of construction paper with a kitestring handle. He had the best time. Note to self...make more projects with him because he loves it. C has done SOOO well with out a pull-up, and no longer likes pull-ups.
L prayed for David, the widower from our home group, tonight. I had no idea he picked up on what his dad and I we were praying about last week. He did...and he remembered him on his own. He prayed that God would help David be brave. Wow!
That's all for now...
C swam for a few minutes and was ready to get out. So, she was wrapped in a towel and waiting for me to move a chair over to where my chair by the pool steps (within arms' reach from them in the pool). While I'm moving the chair, L started screaming about a snake on him and frantically swimming toward the steps. I dropped the chair I was holding rushed over, still thinking it was one of the zillion bugs that were flying in toward the lights in the pool. Then, his voice escalates into a panicked sound as I grab him by the shoulders of the life jacket and start kind of shaking him as I see THE SNAKE ON HIS LIFE JACKET slithering toward the arm hole! As I'm grabbing him and shaking him to loose the snake, I'm leaning over all three steps as he was just beyond the steps when I reached the pool's edge. The snake fell off, and I'm asking L the whole time, "Did it bite you? Did the snake touch your skin? Do you hurt anywhere?" I get him out of the life jacket as fast a lightening checking him over and looking in the pool to see the snake. I noticed what I thought was a pattern on the snake, so I'm really revving up the questions and search of L's body for any marks of signs of a bite. The snake itself was no more than a foot long, and had swam/slithered into the skimmer. While we watched the snake swim to the skimmer, L kept telling me, "Slap his neck, Mommy. That's what Daddy says to do. We've gotta slap his neck." I almost started laughing at this point, for two reasons...A) What his Daddy tells him about killing snakes is how he "Snap the neck" usually with a shovel-not bare hands and B) I was not going looking for the snake again...No WAY!
(My girl C was safe at this point, too ...I kept my eye on her too. In the midsts of the extraction of L from the pool, I barked for her to stand still, which she thankfully did.) Needless to say, our swim was over, and I went to alert the only other person at the complex of the snake. He went to check the skimmer and I went to check L again. He was fine, and I began bragging on him for not panicking and doing the right thing. I'm so glad he didn't try to grab it, especially since we didn't ever find it to see what kind it was. I'm also thankful that I didn't fall head first into the pool while grabbing and shaking L. I could have hurt us both if I had. Thanks to God for watching over us.
In other news, my birthday was fabulous. My wonderful hubby arranged a great dinner in a nearby town. My mom made it up, along with the rest of hubby's immediate family plus Holly and Allie Grace. Then, Saturday was fun outside; the weather was great...HOT, but great.
Sunday morning I got up and drove back to meet up with my girlfriends (MM lives out of state, EA and CM live locally, but we rarely get together except for these special events... we all taught together for 2 years). MM came in from Louisiana and EA and CM and I all joined her at her favorite singer's downtown concert. John Mayer provided a lovely reason to all be together for my 30th. More fun! Everyone stayed at our house. EA and CM who had to work today slept in L's room, MM slept in our guest room, and L slept with us. After the concert (and HUGE blisters from my adorable new shoes from my mom), we had cake and then chatted until 1:30 am. Michelle and my babies and I spent the morning together, lunched at CFA, ran into our old parapros, which was great, then she headed back to Tallahassee (where her kiddos await her at their grandparents and her hubby will join her for their big trip to Disney for her son's fifth b-day). It was a great visit, but a short one. We did get to host the whole family last weekend, so that was fun. And they will be back in October for the guys to hopefully attend a Nascar event for Michelle's very enthusiastic NASCAR fan. And, we're trying to plan a good girls getaway sometime early next year.
In other news, L pretended to be a postman today. We had to make a mail bag out of construction paper with a kitestring handle. He had the best time. Note to self...make more projects with him because he loves it. C has done SOOO well with out a pull-up, and no longer likes pull-ups.
L prayed for David, the widower from our home group, tonight. I had no idea he picked up on what his dad and I we were praying about last week. He did...and he remembered him on his own. He prayed that God would help David be brave. Wow!
That's all for now...
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Sad
My heart is heavy today. We received news that a dear friend of ours from church has lost her battle against breast cancer. The news came late last night from some friends in our home group. Oh, how I ache for her husband who was not ready to let her go Home just yet. He's broken hearted; he referred to her as My Claudia Ann or My Woman. Just the sweetest couple...I know she's no longer suffering, and I know that God knows how much it hurts for us when we lose a loved one, but it makes me sad.
Then...I'm reading one of my favorite blogs that had a link about a family who lost their six-year-old daughter in a drowning accident just a few days ago...while we were at the pool at the lake having lots of water fun. Ohhh, how sad! I was feeling the tears coming and my chest tightening as I read.
I am glad that L asked to sleep in our bed tonight...even though at first I was grumbling about it...knees in the back, aching neck in the morning b/c he will constantly turn my face towards his tonight as he rubs my jaw to look for that mole he loves, no covers...then I read about the sweet little Hannah that is no longer with her family. Those parents who would give anything at all to have their little one knee them in the back tonight. I'll be snuggling with my little one...you can bet I'll be enjoying the snuggles. I ache for that little sister...she's 2 and can't understand why her big sister isn't there with her. Oh...I can't even imagine how devastating that kind of loss would be. Ugh! I really want to get C and snuggle her down in our bed, too. Maybe I will.
Drowning scares me so much, especially with C...she has no fear. She loves to be in the pool at the lake. There are steps that circle most of the shallow end where she loves to play when she's not in mine or Z's arms. But her favorite thing to do is go under (One, Two, Tree...Undah) and jump to us. We are constantly reminding her to wait on a grown up to say, "OK" before going under since she feels like if she sees you in the general vicinity of where she is, you know she's coming your way...Scary!!!
Selfishly, all I can think about is to beg God to spare me that kind of loss...Oh, how it must hurt. I'm broken just by the thought. I want to just pray that God will protect my children, and use their lives and mine for his glory.
God protect them...and be with that family who laid their baby to rest today...and be with David, who loved his wife so much...give him some peace on this side of glory as he misses his bride.
I'm going to go snuggle with my little man and our little Tinkerbell.
Then...I'm reading one of my favorite blogs that had a link about a family who lost their six-year-old daughter in a drowning accident just a few days ago...while we were at the pool at the lake having lots of water fun. Ohhh, how sad! I was feeling the tears coming and my chest tightening as I read.
I am glad that L asked to sleep in our bed tonight...even though at first I was grumbling about it...knees in the back, aching neck in the morning b/c he will constantly turn my face towards his tonight as he rubs my jaw to look for that mole he loves, no covers...then I read about the sweet little Hannah that is no longer with her family. Those parents who would give anything at all to have their little one knee them in the back tonight. I'll be snuggling with my little one...you can bet I'll be enjoying the snuggles. I ache for that little sister...she's 2 and can't understand why her big sister isn't there with her. Oh...I can't even imagine how devastating that kind of loss would be. Ugh! I really want to get C and snuggle her down in our bed, too. Maybe I will.
Drowning scares me so much, especially with C...she has no fear. She loves to be in the pool at the lake. There are steps that circle most of the shallow end where she loves to play when she's not in mine or Z's arms. But her favorite thing to do is go under (One, Two, Tree...Undah) and jump to us. We are constantly reminding her to wait on a grown up to say, "OK" before going under since she feels like if she sees you in the general vicinity of where she is, you know she's coming your way...Scary!!!
Selfishly, all I can think about is to beg God to spare me that kind of loss...Oh, how it must hurt. I'm broken just by the thought. I want to just pray that God will protect my children, and use their lives and mine for his glory.
God protect them...and be with that family who laid their baby to rest today...and be with David, who loved his wife so much...give him some peace on this side of glory as he misses his bride.
I'm going to go snuggle with my little man and our little Tinkerbell.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Lucky 7
Today is a special day...Hubby and I have been married for 7 years today!!
I remember our wedding as though it were yesterday, yet I can't remember a time without him in my life. That fact is funny because we dated only a little over 4 months before we became engaged and then married a few months later. Our first date was on Oct. 20 (my aunt's b-day) in 1999, we were engaged March 1, 2000...and then married today 7 years ago!
My college roommate and her husband, who at that time was her boyfriend, kept telling my honey and me that we should meet each other beginning in the fall semester of 1998. I was at UGA and he attended Georgia Tech, which made for obstacle in meeting. The timing never was right so I was beginning to think that this guy was not even a real person--you know, just someone who my roomie made up to keep my mind off all the random guys I had plenty of 1st dates with (mostly only dates). So, Z went off to Australia and New Zealand for a semester abroad right after Christmas, so I just let the thought of him go away as not meant to be (I mean, Brandon and Melissa had told me so many great things about him-I just knew how perfect he would be for me...Come to find out, they had done the for him about me).
In the last semester of Melissa and I receiving our Masters from UGA (spring 98), those two sneaky matchmakers worked it out for us to meet without telling either of us in advance. Most of my classes were from 4:30 p.m. until 7 or 8 in the evening, so on the rainy late March night, when I got in from class, Melissa informed me that we were going to dinner with Brandon and his roommate (insert eyeroll from me) and a couple of other buddies. She wouldn't let me out of it, so I went along...looking relatively drowned from trekking across campus in the rain). She drove, and I wondered why she handed me my makeup bag and a brush as we drove along. As we pulled in the parking space downtown in front of the Mellow Mushroom, she casually mentioned that Brandon was bringing Z...THE Z! What???!!!
Brandon did the same thing to Z, mentioning to him on the way that Melissa's roommate would be at dinner...he says his reaction was much like mine. What???!!!
So, while Melissa and I sat at the long table, we watched the door so she could point him out to me as they entered. I had never even seen a picture of him. In he walks leading the group, spiky blonde tips on his dark hair, about 5'7", wearing a shell-bead like necklace and carpenter jeans and Redwing Australian boots, and a great smile. Cute!
He sauntered over, gave Melissa a hug, and sat down right in front of me. He was kind of quiet, but with all that was going on at the table, we still managed to talk a bit. I found it interesting that he didn't drink any of the beer the other guys got. He talked about his older brother and his baby sister. He kept getting up to go to the bathroom, which I later learned was to sneak his drinks...(He was a little tickled when he arrived, but I had no idea until after we were married!!!). I was impressed with this guy. He had his head on straight and was fun to be around, and obviously very popular...his phone didn't stop ringing, but he didn't answer the calls...( I later found out the calls were from a girl that was "chasing" him.)
I wrote in my journal that night that I found a guy like who I had in my mind and heart that I wanted to marry. Z told his friend Ted on the way home the next morning that he met a girl like who he envisioned he would marry. Cool, huh?
Well, a month or so passed and I went to Melissa's family's for Brandon's graduation party hoping to have a chance to talk with Z again. In he walks with another date (the chaser). He told Brandon that night that he would have never let her come with him. I was disappointed. I had graduated with my Masters and was headed to Amelia Island to live with my parents for the summer. I thought my chance with him was done. I was ready to move on, especially when I didn't hear from him after the party.
Flash forward to late September. I was back in Atlanta area living with friends as I worked in my first teaching job. I spent lots of late nights and early mornings working. On my way in to work, I checked my cell that I had left in the car overnight and had a message. From HIM. It was perfect timing. I had been having a rough week, and he calls and tells me his number and to call him back. I walked on air all day, and was getting ready to call him back that afternoon when I arrived home from work. I was walking to the mailbox, dialing his number when he called me again! Yay! He was interested.
We talked for several nights, decided to try to get together soon. With all the work and weekend requirements, our first date ended up being on a Thurs. night. We talked frequently after that first phone call. Our first date was to a restaurant on the north side of ATL suburbs and a movie (3 Kings...awful). The date was great...he told me later that he wore his glasses that night so he wouldn't kiss me on the first date. I wouldv'e kissed him on the first date, definitely! :)
The rest is history...
Oh, how I love this man. I am thankful to God for him and our marriage is one that is solid and fun. I love him so much more now than I did on the day we married. I got a lump in my throat this morning while we were walking down to the lake for a boat ride. I was walking behind Z carrying C and holding L's hand on the way to the dock. My whole life is wrapped up in them, and I am so blessed by God for every moment I am with them.
Happy Anniversary! I love you more now than I did before. It's been a pleasure sharing life with you and I look forward to the rest of our "Happily everafter..."
I remember our wedding as though it were yesterday, yet I can't remember a time without him in my life. That fact is funny because we dated only a little over 4 months before we became engaged and then married a few months later. Our first date was on Oct. 20 (my aunt's b-day) in 1999, we were engaged March 1, 2000...and then married today 7 years ago!
My college roommate and her husband, who at that time was her boyfriend, kept telling my honey and me that we should meet each other beginning in the fall semester of 1998. I was at UGA and he attended Georgia Tech, which made for obstacle in meeting. The timing never was right so I was beginning to think that this guy was not even a real person--you know, just someone who my roomie made up to keep my mind off all the random guys I had plenty of 1st dates with (mostly only dates). So, Z went off to Australia and New Zealand for a semester abroad right after Christmas, so I just let the thought of him go away as not meant to be (I mean, Brandon and Melissa had told me so many great things about him-I just knew how perfect he would be for me...Come to find out, they had done the for him about me).
In the last semester of Melissa and I receiving our Masters from UGA (spring 98), those two sneaky matchmakers worked it out for us to meet without telling either of us in advance. Most of my classes were from 4:30 p.m. until 7 or 8 in the evening, so on the rainy late March night, when I got in from class, Melissa informed me that we were going to dinner with Brandon and his roommate (insert eyeroll from me) and a couple of other buddies. She wouldn't let me out of it, so I went along...looking relatively drowned from trekking across campus in the rain). She drove, and I wondered why she handed me my makeup bag and a brush as we drove along. As we pulled in the parking space downtown in front of the Mellow Mushroom, she casually mentioned that Brandon was bringing Z...THE Z! What???!!!
Brandon did the same thing to Z, mentioning to him on the way that Melissa's roommate would be at dinner...he says his reaction was much like mine. What???!!!
So, while Melissa and I sat at the long table, we watched the door so she could point him out to me as they entered. I had never even seen a picture of him. In he walks leading the group, spiky blonde tips on his dark hair, about 5'7", wearing a shell-bead like necklace and carpenter jeans and Redwing Australian boots, and a great smile. Cute!
He sauntered over, gave Melissa a hug, and sat down right in front of me. He was kind of quiet, but with all that was going on at the table, we still managed to talk a bit. I found it interesting that he didn't drink any of the beer the other guys got. He talked about his older brother and his baby sister. He kept getting up to go to the bathroom, which I later learned was to sneak his drinks...(He was a little tickled when he arrived, but I had no idea until after we were married!!!). I was impressed with this guy. He had his head on straight and was fun to be around, and obviously very popular...his phone didn't stop ringing, but he didn't answer the calls...( I later found out the calls were from a girl that was "chasing" him.)
I wrote in my journal that night that I found a guy like who I had in my mind and heart that I wanted to marry. Z told his friend Ted on the way home the next morning that he met a girl like who he envisioned he would marry. Cool, huh?
Well, a month or so passed and I went to Melissa's family's for Brandon's graduation party hoping to have a chance to talk with Z again. In he walks with another date (the chaser). He told Brandon that night that he would have never let her come with him. I was disappointed. I had graduated with my Masters and was headed to Amelia Island to live with my parents for the summer. I thought my chance with him was done. I was ready to move on, especially when I didn't hear from him after the party.
Flash forward to late September. I was back in Atlanta area living with friends as I worked in my first teaching job. I spent lots of late nights and early mornings working. On my way in to work, I checked my cell that I had left in the car overnight and had a message. From HIM. It was perfect timing. I had been having a rough week, and he calls and tells me his number and to call him back. I walked on air all day, and was getting ready to call him back that afternoon when I arrived home from work. I was walking to the mailbox, dialing his number when he called me again! Yay! He was interested.
We talked for several nights, decided to try to get together soon. With all the work and weekend requirements, our first date ended up being on a Thurs. night. We talked frequently after that first phone call. Our first date was to a restaurant on the north side of ATL suburbs and a movie (3 Kings...awful). The date was great...he told me later that he wore his glasses that night so he wouldn't kiss me on the first date. I wouldv'e kissed him on the first date, definitely! :)
The rest is history...
Oh, how I love this man. I am thankful to God for him and our marriage is one that is solid and fun. I love him so much more now than I did on the day we married. I got a lump in my throat this morning while we were walking down to the lake for a boat ride. I was walking behind Z carrying C and holding L's hand on the way to the dock. My whole life is wrapped up in them, and I am so blessed by God for every moment I am with them.
Happy Anniversary! I love you more now than I did before. It's been a pleasure sharing life with you and I look forward to the rest of our "Happily everafter..."
Friday, July 13, 2007
Sorry, Dora!
It seems C is cutting two gigantic molars on the bottom, which brings for her an upset tummy. So, while we are diligently completing our potty training, here come the accidents. Poor girl is aware that she's not supposed to "shoo-wee" in her panties or pull-up. So, after her brief (UGH!) nap while we were keeping some friends children, she runs to the potty saying, "I run berry fast Dora. I so sorry I poo-poo in you Dora. I try to run berry fast to the potty. I sorry Dora." Too cute!
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
SunScream and the Nasty Cheese
Well, here it is almost a month after my last post....but it's been extremely busy!
Let's see...after the last post, I began a 2 week class for credit towards maintaining my teaching certificate. That was exhausting!! I had to be at the class at 8:30 am, meaning leavivng my house by 7:45 am, which the children did NOT appreciate. I really felt bad about it, too, because I had to arrange sitters that were different almost every day. It would have been way too expensive to send them to our regular sitter, who is a steal by average standards, so off they went in a million and three directions for 9 mornings!
Anyway, after the intense class each day, I raced to get the kiddos lunch and naps. Naps were crucial as swim lessons followed each afternoon of the first week. On the first day, L and C were late arriving b/c they had spent the night at my in-laws at the lake on Sunday. My mom-in-law met me at the lessons with the kiddos but it was about 4:20 before she arrived. No biggie, though. Our lessons are with old friends of the in-laws, and it worked out that the baby that C's lessons was with was a member of a family driving from about an hour away who often got stuck in traffic. So, the first day, we did the lessons together. C and the other baby and the moms and Jessica and the big brother of the baby and L. At first my two water bugs were fearful...give me a break! You have both been going under the water like crazy at the pool at the lake! But, by the end of the week, all was good...although C told the instructor, "That's just not very nice. I don't like when you make me swim unnah the watah." She got so much better, and really loves it all now. In fact, we have to watch her like a hawk when it's not her turn to jump to an adult b/c she'll just jump in anyway and swim to the wall. L was a little fearful of the diving board on Wednesday, but he overed it by Friday. However, it took him a couple of weeks to gain his confidence about jumping in at the Lake. What is that about??? He's got it down, now, though. He's swimming under the water, kicking his feet like a champ and even beginning to pull his arms. C is all about going "unnah" and swimming to the steps or the wall. She really loves to go down and pick up the dive sticks. Go figure!
After the class on the first week ended and swim lessons were over for Friday (at 5 pm) we headed over to the lake on the interstate...to meet up with my mom and aunt who had come for the weekend. It was fun to see them...and the kiddos had a blast! I had to leave the lake by 6:30 am on Sunday to make it back to teach Sunday School at first service and then zip on off to finish the last minute preparations for the baby shower I was giving my friend Melissa at our home that afternoon. Z kept the kids with him at the lake, but my mom and aunt helped him out. My aunt ended up staying through Monday, a break she desparately needed.
The shower was from 2 until 4 and was really just close family. Kind of a disappointing turn-out in my mind, but Melissa was thrilled and had a ball. Everyone left by 4:30 and the kiddos were home by 5:30 with supper from our 2nd fave place...Zaxby's.
Now, my C arrived home with a high temperature and generally felt miserable. Her eyes were goopy, she had a nice cough...everything. I wasn't completely surprised by this, though, as she had been saying her ear was hurting on Friday night. She didn't mention anything on Sat., so I kind of thought that maybe it was water in her ear from swimming all week. Needless to say, I was in a real pickle. Monday I had my class (mandatory attendance or no credit), Z had to work, and m-in-law was working, sis-in-law was also working...no one else to take the sick chick. Brooke kept L, as we had planned, but I couldn't sent C b/c she was running such a nice fever. So, I dropped L off at Brookes, and zipped over to my class for an hour. Z met me at the doctor with C about 9:45. My professor was cool about everything, so that was good. C ended up with a double ear infection, sinus infection, and continued with her fever for another 2 days. And, lucky gal, she had the contagious kind of infection...guess who had the same thing at the end of the week? MOMMY!
Tuesday, Nana came and kept the sick gal here while L went to Brooke's to play with Harrison as had previously arranged. Wed and Thurs both went to maw's. I finished my class (which had six tons of writing homework, but was wonderful...I awakened an inner writer that had been sleeping for quite some time), but was so sick I couldn't enjoy it!
Friday, Nana met ME at the doc's to pick up the kiddos for me to be seen for my double ear infection, sinus infection and tonsilitis (my ears were so bad the nurse prac. wanted to prescribe me some hefty pain meds)...meanwhile, unbeknownst to anyone but hubby, I am late! The preggo questions kept filling my mind, and then the nurse practitioner's as we worked out my medications. Turns out, I'm not, and while I was panicked at first, I'm really sad about it now. I ended up being 18 days late! But no positive pregnancy tests showed up, so chalk it up to stress. Z was Ok with things, but is really, really glad that there's not another baby on the way. I really don't think he'll ever change his mind, which also makes me a little sad. I am, however, happy with our wonderful boy and glorious girl.
So, another weekend at the lake, with me on the couch passed out with a migraine and yuckky ears. Then home Sunday. Monday, my dear friend Audrey welcomed a baby girl (planned induction), so I went to the hospital for that while C went back to the lake early with Nana and L went to the movies with Grandpop. I packed our things up for the week at the lake and off we went. We arrived and hung out all week.
July 4th was fun, with a barbeque for hubby's uncle's 50th. Lots of family and friends. C also had her first haircut. A very slight trim by Nana, just to even up the back a little. She looks great.
On the 5th L, C, and me headed down to my mom's for C to have her toes checked by the doc my mom works for. C has some funky toes...We got visits in with my dad, mom and nanny and Papa. Then back on Friday evening. A lonnnnnng drive capped off with no nap by C and a warning from a police officer for speeding. God blessed me with that one!
The weekend finished up at the lake, and Monday was spent catching up and at the library. Yesterday, the kiddos had their annual portraits. This time, I went with a very casual look. She wore a RL pink and white seersucker skirt and white shirt, and he wore blue and white seersucker shorts and white shirt. I think I'll have a tough time choosing.
Later!
Let's see...after the last post, I began a 2 week class for credit towards maintaining my teaching certificate. That was exhausting!! I had to be at the class at 8:30 am, meaning leavivng my house by 7:45 am, which the children did NOT appreciate. I really felt bad about it, too, because I had to arrange sitters that were different almost every day. It would have been way too expensive to send them to our regular sitter, who is a steal by average standards, so off they went in a million and three directions for 9 mornings!
Anyway, after the intense class each day, I raced to get the kiddos lunch and naps. Naps were crucial as swim lessons followed each afternoon of the first week. On the first day, L and C were late arriving b/c they had spent the night at my in-laws at the lake on Sunday. My mom-in-law met me at the lessons with the kiddos but it was about 4:20 before she arrived. No biggie, though. Our lessons are with old friends of the in-laws, and it worked out that the baby that C's lessons was with was a member of a family driving from about an hour away who often got stuck in traffic. So, the first day, we did the lessons together. C and the other baby and the moms and Jessica and the big brother of the baby and L. At first my two water bugs were fearful...give me a break! You have both been going under the water like crazy at the pool at the lake! But, by the end of the week, all was good...although C told the instructor, "That's just not very nice. I don't like when you make me swim unnah the watah." She got so much better, and really loves it all now. In fact, we have to watch her like a hawk when it's not her turn to jump to an adult b/c she'll just jump in anyway and swim to the wall. L was a little fearful of the diving board on Wednesday, but he overed it by Friday. However, it took him a couple of weeks to gain his confidence about jumping in at the Lake. What is that about??? He's got it down, now, though. He's swimming under the water, kicking his feet like a champ and even beginning to pull his arms. C is all about going "unnah" and swimming to the steps or the wall. She really loves to go down and pick up the dive sticks. Go figure!
After the class on the first week ended and swim lessons were over for Friday (at 5 pm) we headed over to the lake on the interstate...to meet up with my mom and aunt who had come for the weekend. It was fun to see them...and the kiddos had a blast! I had to leave the lake by 6:30 am on Sunday to make it back to teach Sunday School at first service and then zip on off to finish the last minute preparations for the baby shower I was giving my friend Melissa at our home that afternoon. Z kept the kids with him at the lake, but my mom and aunt helped him out. My aunt ended up staying through Monday, a break she desparately needed.
The shower was from 2 until 4 and was really just close family. Kind of a disappointing turn-out in my mind, but Melissa was thrilled and had a ball. Everyone left by 4:30 and the kiddos were home by 5:30 with supper from our 2nd fave place...Zaxby's.
Now, my C arrived home with a high temperature and generally felt miserable. Her eyes were goopy, she had a nice cough...everything. I wasn't completely surprised by this, though, as she had been saying her ear was hurting on Friday night. She didn't mention anything on Sat., so I kind of thought that maybe it was water in her ear from swimming all week. Needless to say, I was in a real pickle. Monday I had my class (mandatory attendance or no credit), Z had to work, and m-in-law was working, sis-in-law was also working...no one else to take the sick chick. Brooke kept L, as we had planned, but I couldn't sent C b/c she was running such a nice fever. So, I dropped L off at Brookes, and zipped over to my class for an hour. Z met me at the doctor with C about 9:45. My professor was cool about everything, so that was good. C ended up with a double ear infection, sinus infection, and continued with her fever for another 2 days. And, lucky gal, she had the contagious kind of infection...guess who had the same thing at the end of the week? MOMMY!
Tuesday, Nana came and kept the sick gal here while L went to Brooke's to play with Harrison as had previously arranged. Wed and Thurs both went to maw's. I finished my class (which had six tons of writing homework, but was wonderful...I awakened an inner writer that had been sleeping for quite some time), but was so sick I couldn't enjoy it!
Friday, Nana met ME at the doc's to pick up the kiddos for me to be seen for my double ear infection, sinus infection and tonsilitis (my ears were so bad the nurse prac. wanted to prescribe me some hefty pain meds)...meanwhile, unbeknownst to anyone but hubby, I am late! The preggo questions kept filling my mind, and then the nurse practitioner's as we worked out my medications. Turns out, I'm not, and while I was panicked at first, I'm really sad about it now. I ended up being 18 days late! But no positive pregnancy tests showed up, so chalk it up to stress. Z was Ok with things, but is really, really glad that there's not another baby on the way. I really don't think he'll ever change his mind, which also makes me a little sad. I am, however, happy with our wonderful boy and glorious girl.
So, another weekend at the lake, with me on the couch passed out with a migraine and yuckky ears. Then home Sunday. Monday, my dear friend Audrey welcomed a baby girl (planned induction), so I went to the hospital for that while C went back to the lake early with Nana and L went to the movies with Grandpop. I packed our things up for the week at the lake and off we went. We arrived and hung out all week.
July 4th was fun, with a barbeque for hubby's uncle's 50th. Lots of family and friends. C also had her first haircut. A very slight trim by Nana, just to even up the back a little. She looks great.
On the 5th L, C, and me headed down to my mom's for C to have her toes checked by the doc my mom works for. C has some funky toes...We got visits in with my dad, mom and nanny and Papa. Then back on Friday evening. A lonnnnnng drive capped off with no nap by C and a warning from a police officer for speeding. God blessed me with that one!
The weekend finished up at the lake, and Monday was spent catching up and at the library. Yesterday, the kiddos had their annual portraits. This time, I went with a very casual look. She wore a RL pink and white seersucker skirt and white shirt, and he wore blue and white seersucker shorts and white shirt. I think I'll have a tough time choosing.
- C hates suncscreen. She starts saying, "I want to swim...but I don't have to wear sun-scream. It's cold, O-kay?" Her Okay is the cutest thing...it trails up about 14 octaves.
- L is becoming hillarious. While "playing" ps2 baseball with his dad on Saturday, he says,"I can't hit it out of the park b/c that pitcher keeps throwing the nasty cheese to me!" We all cracked up.
Later!
Friday, June 15, 2007
Whew!
We have had a wonderfully busy, completely exhausting week...and I am further reminded how much I LOVE OUR CHURCH FAMILY! This church is truly after God's plan and His Will is sought. The church puts such emphasis on family and how important it is. Our youth and children's ministries are completely awesome!!! Nothing is done half way, and we go all out for them...Afterall, their salvation is worth it! People volunteer countless hours and count it a blessing and a privilege...and would do it all over again if necessary. That's why I love our church.
As I type this, I'm reflecting on the past week. VBS week is over...I was in charge of the "Prairie Dogs" at our Avalanche Ranch Vacation Bible School this week. The kicker...it's from 6:00 until 8:30. The Prairie Dogs are ready to go to bed by 7:45, and they should be as they are only 3 and 4! I won't even get into the nursery area where my baby girl is! But, all in all, it was great. Things ran smoothly overall, and all 33 of our kiddos seemed to have a great time (of course we had the normal crying kiddos that would be expected from this age, but we rolled with it).
On a side note, I think that my L is going to have an adjustment period to me teaching his age group. We had such a crazy week, not eating at home after breakfast, getting home well after nine every night, and a total lack of routine contributed to his rotten at times behavior. I am comforted by the fact that the other workers in the area experienced the exact same thing...every one of us! We talked to the children's director, and now, we think that next year, this age will be during the day. C, has screamed and cried every night at drop-off, too, which is probably related to the same thing L's troubles have been caused by...Not enough routine, not enough Mommy time, too much happening.
Overall, though, I love VBS. So many young lives are changed during these intense, fun weeks every summer. It's a privilige to serve Christ in this manner. I remember as a child LOVING VBS weeks...LOVING THEM! So, I hope that all of my kiddos memories of VBS are wonderful...not any of the stressful moments we had this year...
As I type this, I'm reflecting on the past week. VBS week is over...I was in charge of the "Prairie Dogs" at our Avalanche Ranch Vacation Bible School this week. The kicker...it's from 6:00 until 8:30. The Prairie Dogs are ready to go to bed by 7:45, and they should be as they are only 3 and 4! I won't even get into the nursery area where my baby girl is! But, all in all, it was great. Things ran smoothly overall, and all 33 of our kiddos seemed to have a great time (of course we had the normal crying kiddos that would be expected from this age, but we rolled with it).
On a side note, I think that my L is going to have an adjustment period to me teaching his age group. We had such a crazy week, not eating at home after breakfast, getting home well after nine every night, and a total lack of routine contributed to his rotten at times behavior. I am comforted by the fact that the other workers in the area experienced the exact same thing...every one of us! We talked to the children's director, and now, we think that next year, this age will be during the day. C, has screamed and cried every night at drop-off, too, which is probably related to the same thing L's troubles have been caused by...Not enough routine, not enough Mommy time, too much happening.
Overall, though, I love VBS. So many young lives are changed during these intense, fun weeks every summer. It's a privilige to serve Christ in this manner. I remember as a child LOVING VBS weeks...LOVING THEM! So, I hope that all of my kiddos memories of VBS are wonderful...not any of the stressful moments we had this year...
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Girls and Boys
You know, as my family and I were riding on the boat at the lake this morning, I was taken aback by how much I love how different we all are and how much the same we are all at once. I love moments like those.
My hubby, loves the lake, sports and all things "business." He is by nature a forward-thinking, positive, get-it-done man whose center is Christ. He's often thinking of ways to do new things in the business world, a trait that must be genetic as it is like his Dad. He likes to work hard to get something accomplished, and then he certainly likes to relax. He is not blinded by labels or boxed in by limitations place on thoughts. He is creative in what he does, and he does not accept half-way or whining. He is a neat freak at work...at home, not so much...until the toys get on his nerves. He loves to laugh, and knows when to be serious. He's a seriously picky eater. He's lots of fun to be around, and knows when it's time just to chill and just be, you know what I mean?
Me, I'm a list-maker and a planner. I love the family chaos. I don't like to be in a huge rush, but I don't like to be late, either. I like to relax with my family anywhere. I enjoy my children, and I don't really enjoy cooking for my picky eaters, but I'd like to cook a variety of things if given the opportunity. But, I don't mind to make a huge mess and clutter doesn't get me all out of joint. I can take the toys laying out for a while, then we have to get it all up. I like to do the laundry...just putting it away seems to be a chore. I like to be outside...if I'm on the water or in the water. I like sports, but not at the Live-and-Breathe level of my hubby holds them dear. I am happiest when I'm with my hubby, L and C. I love to shop, though, I don't like to spend a ton of money. I like nice things, but am just as happy with inexpensive imitations so I can change my mind. I'm very flexible and not really all that picky about food (with exception to my allergies). I love to be creative and have many project plans. Although I'm not especially "artistic" I can get by...and I can imitate many things I see. I love to laugh, and I love to help out anyone in any way I can.
My L has such a heart for people, even at 4. He's often praying fro people he doesn't even know in hospitals, just because they need prayer. He will defend his sister from their discipline doling mother ("Mommy, don't put C in time-out. I'll just clean up for her." "Mommy, I don't like it when C has to get a spanking for pinching, hitting, and biting me. I'll just forgive her. " "M0mmy, please don't make C go to bed for hitting you and standing on the table. Just let her sleep in my bed tonight.") with no regard given to the fact that he'd be punished for the same thing she was doing if it were him. (Don't worry, I'm not some crazy child-abusing parent. I just used some of the most outrageous things C may do to illustrate my point about L.) H loves to make people laugh, and really doesn't like to see anyone cry. He loves to play outside, as long as it's not too hot. He's cautious, and trustworthy. (I seriously could leave him to sit out by the pool in a chair by himself after telling him not to get in the pool, and he would obey...NOT THAT I WOULD EVER DO THAT!) He is loving and sweet. He loves to rub a mole on my jawline that for most of my life I have hated...until he was born and began stroking it while he nursed. Now he just strokes it whenever he sits near me or while we're reading books and saying prayers at bedtime. He tells me it makes him "comf-able." He loves to sleep late and is NOT a morning person, just like his Daddy. He is a sports maniac and loves his dad's Alma mater with the same intense passion his father has. He loves blue and trucks and tractors and bugs and frogs and lizards. He likes to get a little dirty (not sticky, mind you...that's a whole other thing that L does NOT like), and he generally loves life. He is one of my absolute favorite people to hang out with, but not because he's my son, but because he's just fun to be with and he's just so darn good looking! :)
My C...loves all things pink, lavender (puh-ple), and girly. She's a princess. Bows and hideous sparkly plastic jewelry make her feel "goh-juss." She is sassy and joyful. Time-outs really tick her off, but spankings and scoldings...really don't slow her up. She is full-on all the time...until she crashes. She asks for naps in her bed (no snuggling, please), and wants to be in her bed when it's dark at night. She loves babies and dolls and purses. She wants to be just where her big brother is and she loves her daddy. She tells me all the time that I'm her "fav-rite" and her "best gihl." Oh, I didn't know what was missing from our family until she came along. She's the life of any party and those clear baby blue eyes...they get me every time. She's the loudest personality in our family, and we all enjoy her immensely. She has no problem expressing herself. I think I said one time that she was speaking in complete intelligible sentences by 18m...no exaggeration. She's been saying words and phrases since before 12m. We now hold intelligent conversations (and lots of times, I have to remind myself that she's only two...her reasoning and rational thought has not developed yet) with this 26m old gal. She has no problem saying exactly what she's thinking. She's an early riser and is ready to roll whenever she rises, just like her Mommy. She doesn't mind changes, and is really a carefree gal. She's sweet and spicy all at the same time. She's fearless and many times not one to follow directions on the first try. She's exhausting and exhilarating all at once. O baby girl, I do love you so much!
These days, I find myself enjoying everything as life seems to have fallen into such a nice rhythm. I'm sad that for now, the demands of infancy are waning, but I'm enjoying that our children are a little more independent. I'm enjoying that my husband is able to enjoy them even more, especially for one-on-two time with them...being potty training is a huge help in that area. He likes them as much as I do...you know, besides the loving them beyond all other creatures on earth that came with them being our kiddos. I'm also feeling like, at least for the past couple of weeks, that I'm not spinning my wheels as a mom. Things get done in a day. Of course, things still take a while, but we are not dealing with a crying infant or prewalker needing extreme supervision. (Cause at our house, the age of 2 means less supervision...just kidding...) I'm not saying that I necessarily love the break-neck pace that my kids are growing up or that I don't take care of them past 2 years old. I'm just saying that each day has it own set of challenges. But maybe because they are reaching the age of my "professional training" I'm feeling a little more prepared. Maybe..And don't get me wrong...I'd go back to the infancy again in a heartbeat. But this is cool, too!
Happy Lazy Saturday! We're back out to the pool as soon as the babes wake up.
My hubby, loves the lake, sports and all things "business." He is by nature a forward-thinking, positive, get-it-done man whose center is Christ. He's often thinking of ways to do new things in the business world, a trait that must be genetic as it is like his Dad. He likes to work hard to get something accomplished, and then he certainly likes to relax. He is not blinded by labels or boxed in by limitations place on thoughts. He is creative in what he does, and he does not accept half-way or whining. He is a neat freak at work...at home, not so much...until the toys get on his nerves. He loves to laugh, and knows when to be serious. He's a seriously picky eater. He's lots of fun to be around, and knows when it's time just to chill and just be, you know what I mean?
Me, I'm a list-maker and a planner. I love the family chaos. I don't like to be in a huge rush, but I don't like to be late, either. I like to relax with my family anywhere. I enjoy my children, and I don't really enjoy cooking for my picky eaters, but I'd like to cook a variety of things if given the opportunity. But, I don't mind to make a huge mess and clutter doesn't get me all out of joint. I can take the toys laying out for a while, then we have to get it all up. I like to do the laundry...just putting it away seems to be a chore. I like to be outside...if I'm on the water or in the water. I like sports, but not at the Live-and-Breathe level of my hubby holds them dear. I am happiest when I'm with my hubby, L and C. I love to shop, though, I don't like to spend a ton of money. I like nice things, but am just as happy with inexpensive imitations so I can change my mind. I'm very flexible and not really all that picky about food (with exception to my allergies). I love to be creative and have many project plans. Although I'm not especially "artistic" I can get by...and I can imitate many things I see. I love to laugh, and I love to help out anyone in any way I can.
My L has such a heart for people, even at 4. He's often praying fro people he doesn't even know in hospitals, just because they need prayer. He will defend his sister from their discipline doling mother ("Mommy, don't put C in time-out. I'll just clean up for her." "Mommy, I don't like it when C has to get a spanking for pinching, hitting, and biting me. I'll just forgive her. " "M0mmy, please don't make C go to bed for hitting you and standing on the table. Just let her sleep in my bed tonight.") with no regard given to the fact that he'd be punished for the same thing she was doing if it were him. (Don't worry, I'm not some crazy child-abusing parent. I just used some of the most outrageous things C may do to illustrate my point about L.) H loves to make people laugh, and really doesn't like to see anyone cry. He loves to play outside, as long as it's not too hot. He's cautious, and trustworthy. (I seriously could leave him to sit out by the pool in a chair by himself after telling him not to get in the pool, and he would obey...NOT THAT I WOULD EVER DO THAT!) He is loving and sweet. He loves to rub a mole on my jawline that for most of my life I have hated...until he was born and began stroking it while he nursed. Now he just strokes it whenever he sits near me or while we're reading books and saying prayers at bedtime. He tells me it makes him "comf-able." He loves to sleep late and is NOT a morning person, just like his Daddy. He is a sports maniac and loves his dad's Alma mater with the same intense passion his father has. He loves blue and trucks and tractors and bugs and frogs and lizards. He likes to get a little dirty (not sticky, mind you...that's a whole other thing that L does NOT like), and he generally loves life. He is one of my absolute favorite people to hang out with, but not because he's my son, but because he's just fun to be with and he's just so darn good looking! :)
My C...loves all things pink, lavender (puh-ple), and girly. She's a princess. Bows and hideous sparkly plastic jewelry make her feel "goh-juss." She is sassy and joyful. Time-outs really tick her off, but spankings and scoldings...really don't slow her up. She is full-on all the time...until she crashes. She asks for naps in her bed (no snuggling, please), and wants to be in her bed when it's dark at night. She loves babies and dolls and purses. She wants to be just where her big brother is and she loves her daddy. She tells me all the time that I'm her "fav-rite" and her "best gihl." Oh, I didn't know what was missing from our family until she came along. She's the life of any party and those clear baby blue eyes...they get me every time. She's the loudest personality in our family, and we all enjoy her immensely. She has no problem expressing herself. I think I said one time that she was speaking in complete intelligible sentences by 18m...no exaggeration. She's been saying words and phrases since before 12m. We now hold intelligent conversations (and lots of times, I have to remind myself that she's only two...her reasoning and rational thought has not developed yet) with this 26m old gal. She has no problem saying exactly what she's thinking. She's an early riser and is ready to roll whenever she rises, just like her Mommy. She doesn't mind changes, and is really a carefree gal. She's sweet and spicy all at the same time. She's fearless and many times not one to follow directions on the first try. She's exhausting and exhilarating all at once. O baby girl, I do love you so much!
These days, I find myself enjoying everything as life seems to have fallen into such a nice rhythm. I'm sad that for now, the demands of infancy are waning, but I'm enjoying that our children are a little more independent. I'm enjoying that my husband is able to enjoy them even more, especially for one-on-two time with them...being potty training is a huge help in that area. He likes them as much as I do...you know, besides the loving them beyond all other creatures on earth that came with them being our kiddos. I'm also feeling like, at least for the past couple of weeks, that I'm not spinning my wheels as a mom. Things get done in a day. Of course, things still take a while, but we are not dealing with a crying infant or prewalker needing extreme supervision. (Cause at our house, the age of 2 means less supervision...just kidding...) I'm not saying that I necessarily love the break-neck pace that my kids are growing up or that I don't take care of them past 2 years old. I'm just saying that each day has it own set of challenges. But maybe because they are reaching the age of my "professional training" I'm feeling a little more prepared. Maybe..And don't get me wrong...I'd go back to the infancy again in a heartbeat. But this is cool, too!
Happy Lazy Saturday! We're back out to the pool as soon as the babes wake up.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Heart Check
Today was L's 4-year check-up. After arriving ON TIME to our appointment with our favorite pediatrician in the group (which we had to wait weeks for...), I find out that they forgot to call to reschedule as Dr. Justice was on vacation today. Let me just tell you that this has happened before to me and to a friend of mine very recently. Long story short, I was all ready to pack our bags, take our records, and find a new office...until I looked over at my L who had already been asking about the shots he was afraid of getting. He had made his peace with the shots and was playing bravely. I couldn't do it to him...make him wait for another appointment with a strange doctor in a new place. So, I agreed to see the nurse practitioner (something I ususally don't do b/c my insurance is paying for a doctor...I'm paying for an MD...I want someone whose put in the long hours at med school, who took gross anatomy at school, who did peds rotations and possibly extensive internships...and has serious malpractice insurance if they screw up with my most precious treasures...just kidding on that last one).
I was most impressed with the nurse who did the orginal work-up. She came right in (she's our usual nurse when we come for sick visits with Dr. Justice), and made sure I was ok with seeing the nurse practitioner, spoke with the office manager on our behalf etc. Now that I vented to her, I was fine. L and C were playing well, we were making it. L wasn't even too stressed about the shots. C was all ready for her turn on the table (sinus infection won't dissapate, even after 2 weeks of antibiotics); we were cool. Then, to make matters even better, the office manager comes in, makes instant friends with C and waives our co-pay. Then, after hearing our story, does some internal research and finds out that the person who does the scheduling ( and happens to be on vacation this week, too ) didn't enter the doctor's vacation day correctly, those allowing us and others to be scheduled today. I get it, you know, mistakes happen and I was cool...and I liked the NP that did the exam a lot. She was thorough and great with the little ones.
I say all of this to set the stage for the moment that I was taken to my knees by the little guy. While having his exam, he's being more than cooperative and follows all the directions given to him by the NP. He's seeming to enjoy himself, you know, showing off for his little sister, etc. Then, the np has him lie down on the table to listen to his stomach and his heart again. As she's finishing up his tummy, she tells him that everything sounds good in there and she'll be listening to his heart again while he's lying down. Then, my baby boy says, "Oh, you're going to hear Jesus in there. He lives in my heart, you know." Enter the swell of my heart and the lump in my throat. God, does he really know you like that yet?? I pray it's true! Oh, what a day!
The shots (4) were awful, and came after the finger prick which sent blood spurting onto me, him, the nurse, the table and his little sister who was sticking her nose all around. (My kiddos tend to spurt blood on those finger sticks, like their Mutha!) But he quit crying sometime during check-out with some sticker support and cajoling by our new best friend, Debra the office manager. And...of course the promise of an icee and a new toy, a $20 Mater at Target...oh, well...at least the co-pay covered it!!
He told everyone at Target that he was very brave when he got his shots and he got 4 baseball sticker (round dot band-aids) on his arms. What he failed to say was that he got one shot on the table...with me strong-arming him enough to get one shot in, the second shot was given mid-air as he was trying to slide off the table...our nurse is good. The last 2 were given with me seated in a chair holding him in front of me with my legs wrapped around his legs and both arms holding him into position, and finished up with a nice hard smack to me on my leg out of his sheer frustration when it was over. Let me just say that C was poking her nose right in the way, chattering as if this whole wild, crazy scene was so ordinary. I also must point out that L is extraordinarily strong...especially for his little size (15% height at 38 1/4", 20 % weight at 34#). Whoa!
Another tidbit...the NP told me that L seemed pretty well above the norm in his cognitive abilities for his age...and that C seems extremely advanced (that chic's been talking in complete sentences since 18m...I kid you not). Well, of course! ;)
By the way, C is now on her nebulizer 3 times a day...let me just say that this is not fun!It's actually about 25 minutes of torture...for everyone in the house while said procedure is taking place. She doesn't like it after one treatment.
But, by far the highlight was what L said on the table about Jesus...I mentioned it to our children's minister at VBS meeting this afternoon. She told me that he may truly be getting ready...and that it is an answer to the prayers we've prayed for him to know Jesus at an early age.
Thank you, Lord, for my precious boy!
I was most impressed with the nurse who did the orginal work-up. She came right in (she's our usual nurse when we come for sick visits with Dr. Justice), and made sure I was ok with seeing the nurse practitioner, spoke with the office manager on our behalf etc. Now that I vented to her, I was fine. L and C were playing well, we were making it. L wasn't even too stressed about the shots. C was all ready for her turn on the table (sinus infection won't dissapate, even after 2 weeks of antibiotics); we were cool. Then, to make matters even better, the office manager comes in, makes instant friends with C and waives our co-pay. Then, after hearing our story, does some internal research and finds out that the person who does the scheduling ( and happens to be on vacation this week, too ) didn't enter the doctor's vacation day correctly, those allowing us and others to be scheduled today. I get it, you know, mistakes happen and I was cool...and I liked the NP that did the exam a lot. She was thorough and great with the little ones.
I say all of this to set the stage for the moment that I was taken to my knees by the little guy. While having his exam, he's being more than cooperative and follows all the directions given to him by the NP. He's seeming to enjoy himself, you know, showing off for his little sister, etc. Then, the np has him lie down on the table to listen to his stomach and his heart again. As she's finishing up his tummy, she tells him that everything sounds good in there and she'll be listening to his heart again while he's lying down. Then, my baby boy says, "Oh, you're going to hear Jesus in there. He lives in my heart, you know." Enter the swell of my heart and the lump in my throat. God, does he really know you like that yet?? I pray it's true! Oh, what a day!
The shots (4) were awful, and came after the finger prick which sent blood spurting onto me, him, the nurse, the table and his little sister who was sticking her nose all around. (My kiddos tend to spurt blood on those finger sticks, like their Mutha!) But he quit crying sometime during check-out with some sticker support and cajoling by our new best friend, Debra the office manager. And...of course the promise of an icee and a new toy, a $20 Mater at Target...oh, well...at least the co-pay covered it!!
He told everyone at Target that he was very brave when he got his shots and he got 4 baseball sticker (round dot band-aids) on his arms. What he failed to say was that he got one shot on the table...with me strong-arming him enough to get one shot in, the second shot was given mid-air as he was trying to slide off the table...our nurse is good. The last 2 were given with me seated in a chair holding him in front of me with my legs wrapped around his legs and both arms holding him into position, and finished up with a nice hard smack to me on my leg out of his sheer frustration when it was over. Let me just say that C was poking her nose right in the way, chattering as if this whole wild, crazy scene was so ordinary. I also must point out that L is extraordinarily strong...especially for his little size (15% height at 38 1/4", 20 % weight at 34#). Whoa!
Another tidbit...the NP told me that L seemed pretty well above the norm in his cognitive abilities for his age...and that C seems extremely advanced (that chic's been talking in complete sentences since 18m...I kid you not). Well, of course! ;)
By the way, C is now on her nebulizer 3 times a day...let me just say that this is not fun!It's actually about 25 minutes of torture...for everyone in the house while said procedure is taking place. She doesn't like it after one treatment.
But, by far the highlight was what L said on the table about Jesus...I mentioned it to our children's minister at VBS meeting this afternoon. She told me that he may truly be getting ready...and that it is an answer to the prayers we've prayed for him to know Jesus at an early age.
Thank you, Lord, for my precious boy!
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Joyful
Tonight, I'm just joyful. I'm sitting up a little after 1 am on our first day back home in our home after a wonderful family vacation to Disney World and then on to our lake house for the Memorial Day weekend. You know, it's funny, I have suitcases to unpack (mostly clean clothes as I washed all weekend at the lake), mail to sort, a few bills to pay, VBS calls to make tomorrow, and just stuff in general to catch up on, but my heart is so happy as everyone is in their places here in our sweet home. I had such a wonderful time with my precious family. I don't think it would have mattered if where we went with the kids...anything can be wonderous still at this age, but hubby and I are so glad we went to Disney. Oh, my goodness...I felt we're officially adults (saying goodbye to my twenties this summer anyway) as we pushed that stroller around Disney World. I just kept thinking that this must be how my parent must have felt pushing me around in my stroller. You know, it was like a welcome to parenthood seminar...even though we've been doing the parenting thing for 4 years now! I just felt so excited to be putting aside my old Walt Disney World routines (from my millions of visits my mom and dad spoiled me with growing up) to do exactly what L and C wanted to do. If we rode Splash Mountain a million times, complete with socks stuffed in L's shoes to make that last 1/8th of an inch, and getting soaked (something I never really liked to do until I did it on a "date" with my 4 year old son), to riding Buzz's SpaceRanger Spin 4 times, to just riding the monorail...I mean even the tram ride to the parking lot was a blast for L and C. Oh, and my hubby was so wonderful and found a fabulous hotel/villa with kitchen and 2 bedrooms and a washer and dryer! So awesome!
My little man is growing up so fast. This weekend, he's overcome his fear of going under the water at the pool at the lake. He was jumping in, swimming around, etc. He's also eaten his first hamburger with meat! You see, he's been requesting "hamburgers wiss no meat" in his speech for a while. This weekend, per the advice of a been-there-done-that mom, we made a thin L-sized burger for him to try. And, try he did, and ate it and another full sized burger and another the next day. Way to go, my man! He also got a sunburn on those precious shoulders! I felt bad! I'm going to have to reapply every hour I guess, rather than every 2...Also, I asked him what made him be able to swim and go under without getting so upset (Mothers Day weekend entailed a huge screaming fest complete with him almost ripping my bathing suit top off as I made him go under...as per our swim instructor encouraged)...his answer that God answered his prayer to be brave just about sent me to tears. Of this little man, I am so proud!
C, oh, man, do I have my hands full with her. She's full of sass and love all at once. Her time-out session today included her screaming, "I don't like you right now! This is not fun!" for the entire 4 minutes (I know it's only supposed to be 2 minutes, but I spent the first 2 minutes replacing her in the time-out spot.) She just has to learn not to walk up and hit/kick/scratch/pinch her brother. She spent the weekend telling us that she doesn't want to go under and that she doesn't like "sunscreep."
In Disney, she prayed to thank God for the pretty "thunnah" and the "spah-klee" fireworks. She related everything fireworks wise to balloons popping or thunder. She also loved meeting Cinderella. While we were there, she'd tell us everything was her "fave-rite." We found her some Cinderella gloves (no more socks on her arms, now) and a Jessie doll. She's thrilled.
L loved to talk about the bad guys in Disney. He told us that his T-ball "teamages" would help get the bad guys. He found his favorite Lightning McQueen (Crusin' McQueen...with the "white tires" just like his buddy Evin's) in Disney, and was thrilled. He also got a Woody doll from Toy Story 2...
On Sat. before we left for Disney, L had his last T-ball game and a party at a jump zone place where we had lunch (pizza). C had a blast and was especially thrilled that CFAi nuggets were provided for the non-pizza eaters! L was thrilled to get a trophy. (It's a cute bobble-head trophy.) He's so proud of it.
I'm so proud of my husband for many reasons, but for most of all, being relaxed and making sure I was the entire time in Disney. It was so nice just to be the 4 of us. I just fall in love with him all over. Coming up on 7 years!!!
Ok, well...gotta get to bed! Night!
My little man is growing up so fast. This weekend, he's overcome his fear of going under the water at the pool at the lake. He was jumping in, swimming around, etc. He's also eaten his first hamburger with meat! You see, he's been requesting "hamburgers wiss no meat" in his speech for a while. This weekend, per the advice of a been-there-done-that mom, we made a thin L-sized burger for him to try. And, try he did, and ate it and another full sized burger and another the next day. Way to go, my man! He also got a sunburn on those precious shoulders! I felt bad! I'm going to have to reapply every hour I guess, rather than every 2...Also, I asked him what made him be able to swim and go under without getting so upset (Mothers Day weekend entailed a huge screaming fest complete with him almost ripping my bathing suit top off as I made him go under...as per our swim instructor encouraged)...his answer that God answered his prayer to be brave just about sent me to tears. Of this little man, I am so proud!
C, oh, man, do I have my hands full with her. She's full of sass and love all at once. Her time-out session today included her screaming, "I don't like you right now! This is not fun!" for the entire 4 minutes (I know it's only supposed to be 2 minutes, but I spent the first 2 minutes replacing her in the time-out spot.) She just has to learn not to walk up and hit/kick/scratch/pinch her brother. She spent the weekend telling us that she doesn't want to go under and that she doesn't like "sunscreep."
In Disney, she prayed to thank God for the pretty "thunnah" and the "spah-klee" fireworks. She related everything fireworks wise to balloons popping or thunder. She also loved meeting Cinderella. While we were there, she'd tell us everything was her "fave-rite." We found her some Cinderella gloves (no more socks on her arms, now) and a Jessie doll. She's thrilled.
L loved to talk about the bad guys in Disney. He told us that his T-ball "teamages" would help get the bad guys. He found his favorite Lightning McQueen (Crusin' McQueen...with the "white tires" just like his buddy Evin's) in Disney, and was thrilled. He also got a Woody doll from Toy Story 2...
On Sat. before we left for Disney, L had his last T-ball game and a party at a jump zone place where we had lunch (pizza). C had a blast and was especially thrilled that CFAi nuggets were provided for the non-pizza eaters! L was thrilled to get a trophy. (It's a cute bobble-head trophy.) He's so proud of it.
I'm so proud of my husband for many reasons, but for most of all, being relaxed and making sure I was the entire time in Disney. It was so nice just to be the 4 of us. I just fall in love with him all over. Coming up on 7 years!!!
Ok, well...gotta get to bed! Night!
Monday, May 7, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
4
Well, it's finally happened...my little L is 4 years old today! I cannot believe another birthday has come so soon.
Happy birthday to my sweet man. You are a precious treasure, and I thank God for you every day! Your sweet disposition, loving heart, merciful spirit and loving soul are the things that make my days so bright. I love you!!!
Happy birthday to my sweet man. You are a precious treasure, and I thank God for you every day! Your sweet disposition, loving heart, merciful spirit and loving soul are the things that make my days so bright. I love you!!!
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
On Daddy's Leg
This is one story for the books...
Monday night, I put the babes to bed while my man was at a softball game. He came home with a huge bruise on his knee where a softball had pegged him. (It's a blessing that he was not more injured.) Anyway, we talked and caught up on the day and watched my new favorite show Jon and Kate plus 8 (the show about the family who had twins then sextuplets) together. So, then I couldn't fall asleep until around 2 am. Then...at 2:35, I hear L and C crying.
I race up the stairs to find out what's going on with L...he's had a nightmare and is screaming for me at the top of the stairs. So, I scoop him up, calm him down, take him to the potty, and tell him to carefully climb into our bed. I remind him to be extra careful because, "Daddy has a bad boo-boo on his knee." Then, rush back up the stairs to calm C. I scoop her out of the crib, rock her, and quietly slip her back in the crib. (Believe it or not, she prefers her bed to snuggling with us.)
While I am rocking my princess, I am hearing some sort of conversation going on downstairs between my two men. I am shocked I'm hearing hubby talking b/c he doesn' t usually waken at all when L comes and gets in our bed. So, my first thought is that L has kicked his daddy's leg by accident.
When I arrive downstairs and try to slip into bed thinking they've both drifted back to sleep, I realize that I'm going to have to slide my little buddy over as he is right smack in the middle of my pillow, leaving me little to no room. So, when I nudge him, he pops up and says, "Mommy, I was very careful. I didn't touch the doo-doo on Daddy's leg." I busted out laughing, along with my husband, who related the previous scene to me.
It seems that L thought I said doo-doo rather than boo-boo. It's funny b/c we never say doo-doo. I mean, that's not our word for that particular function. So, Dad hears him whimpering and standing on my side of the bed after I went back upstairs to get his sister. Z tells him to hop in the bed, but L refuses. Then, Z wakens enough to realize that L's upset about something, so tries to get him to climb in the bed and snuggle to soothe him. L refuses. Then, after much cajoling L tells his dad that he just can't climb in bed b/c of the doo-doo.
Hillarious!!!
Monday night, I put the babes to bed while my man was at a softball game. He came home with a huge bruise on his knee where a softball had pegged him. (It's a blessing that he was not more injured.) Anyway, we talked and caught up on the day and watched my new favorite show Jon and Kate plus 8 (the show about the family who had twins then sextuplets) together. So, then I couldn't fall asleep until around 2 am. Then...at 2:35, I hear L and C crying.
I race up the stairs to find out what's going on with L...he's had a nightmare and is screaming for me at the top of the stairs. So, I scoop him up, calm him down, take him to the potty, and tell him to carefully climb into our bed. I remind him to be extra careful because, "Daddy has a bad boo-boo on his knee." Then, rush back up the stairs to calm C. I scoop her out of the crib, rock her, and quietly slip her back in the crib. (Believe it or not, she prefers her bed to snuggling with us.)
While I am rocking my princess, I am hearing some sort of conversation going on downstairs between my two men. I am shocked I'm hearing hubby talking b/c he doesn' t usually waken at all when L comes and gets in our bed. So, my first thought is that L has kicked his daddy's leg by accident.
When I arrive downstairs and try to slip into bed thinking they've both drifted back to sleep, I realize that I'm going to have to slide my little buddy over as he is right smack in the middle of my pillow, leaving me little to no room. So, when I nudge him, he pops up and says, "Mommy, I was very careful. I didn't touch the doo-doo on Daddy's leg." I busted out laughing, along with my husband, who related the previous scene to me.
It seems that L thought I said doo-doo rather than boo-boo. It's funny b/c we never say doo-doo. I mean, that's not our word for that particular function. So, Dad hears him whimpering and standing on my side of the bed after I went back upstairs to get his sister. Z tells him to hop in the bed, but L refuses. Then, Z wakens enough to realize that L's upset about something, so tries to get him to climb in the bed and snuggle to soothe him. L refuses. Then, after much cajoling L tells his dad that he just can't climb in bed b/c of the doo-doo.
Hillarious!!!
Saturday, April 14, 2007
On the downhill slope
Ok, can I just say that L is approaching his 4th birthday way too fast? Only about 10 more days of being three...and all the sudden I'm noticing he's growing up at break-neck speed...I mean he could go to a real full-fledged, lottery funded (in Georgia, Thank you Zell Miller), all day, everyday Pre-K if I would let him next year! Time needs to SLOW DOWN already! He's also really learning in his pre-school now...letter names, letter sounds, rhymes! Way to go Ms. S and Ms. E! I'm wanting to supplement his next year with some of my former teacher knowledge (for fun for me to get those creative teaching energies out), so I'm excited for him, too. It's such a bittersweet feeling watching your firstborn baby grow into a charming little boy.
C is chock-full of personality, as I've shared before. Tonight, we witnessed yet another example. We drove to a near-by town to watch my nephew (4 months younger than L) play a soccer game. After chasing C off the field several times during the game, she was convinced she really should be part of the whole team spirit thing. (She feels the same at L's t-ball games, as well, and usually an ugly fit manifests before the game ends as she wants her turn to hit and run the bases.) Anyway, at the end of the game, we start looking for C who has escaped in a matter of seconds...and find her in the line of my nephew's teammates going to hi-5 the other team. We hear her telling them all, "Good game!" Oh, yeah...that's my girl!
C is chock-full of personality, as I've shared before. Tonight, we witnessed yet another example. We drove to a near-by town to watch my nephew (4 months younger than L) play a soccer game. After chasing C off the field several times during the game, she was convinced she really should be part of the whole team spirit thing. (She feels the same at L's t-ball games, as well, and usually an ugly fit manifests before the game ends as she wants her turn to hit and run the bases.) Anyway, at the end of the game, we start looking for C who has escaped in a matter of seconds...and find her in the line of my nephew's teammates going to hi-5 the other team. We hear her telling them all, "Good game!" Oh, yeah...that's my girl!
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Another long time has passed
Wow! A lot of time has passed again! Let's see...L and C are both, you guessed it, sick! L just has a stuffy nose...pollen. C has been throwing up again to go along with her runny, yucky nose. Lovely! We'll be going to the doctor tomorrow rather than the second session of my new Beth Moore Bible study at church.
- C's b'day party went so well. The cake was adorable! My dear friend made it, and man, it was delicious as usual! (In fact, my kids have never had a cake made by anyone but my buddy. She should seriously go into business) L was the most gracious almost 4-year-old big brother I have ever seen. He was so into her getting presents and all the attention being on her. I was truly amazed. That boy is awesome! C thoroughly enjoyed every minute of her day(s). In fact, she told me last night, "Mommy, I really like my burfday." I said, "Oh, I know, I had fun at your birthday, too." She replied, "No, Mommy, I really like my burfday right now."
- She tried to use the bathroom in the yard like L today...Maw looked at her just after she pulled her diaper 1/2 way off and was trying to do her thing...unfortunatly it's just not as easy for girls--a fact that really aggravated her!
- L is so extremely excited about T-ball, but that sweet spirit of his is causing him to not want to "beat" his buddy Harrison's team. Lucky for both boys, this is totally instructional...no scores, no winners, no losers!
- C told me that she was "stick" tonight b/c she had a "ladybug" in her tummy (just after a projectile vomiting episode). Roto virus? Strep? What is this stuff?!?
- I felt like a horrible mommy all weekend...all over the kids with no patience whatsoever. I really am praying for patience and a realization that my goals aren't exactly what God has in mind for me right now. God wants them to be my priority, not my crazy to-do list.
- Picnic in the park on Monday and then dinner on our back deck last night made all of us feel better...until poor C had an upset tummy! Oh, boy! I sure am hoping that our wonderful docs can figure this out tomorrow.
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
Happy Birthday to my Princess!!
Yes, that's right...my C is 2 today! Where does the time go??? I just thank God every day for my two precious angels and my wonderful man. What a blessing. Happy birthday, C! Mommy loves you...
Now, I'm off to wrap her gifts that she'll open tonight. We'll save some for her party on Saturday!
Now, I'm off to wrap her gifts that she'll open tonight. We'll save some for her party on Saturday!
Monday, March 5, 2007
Busy, busy, busy
Well, we spent most of today in the car. Here's the run-down:
- We (and by we I mean me and L and C) left home at 8:50, drove to Hubby's grandparents to pick up his granddad for physical therapy. (Arrival time: 9:50).
- Next we drove to the therapist's office (Arrival time: 10:20) and dropped GP off. Then I took the kiddos to the tiny, tiny town's Dollar General, where L and C wanted everything they saw and managed to turn the shopping cart over on themselves (yes...I was standing right there when they did it...buckles, strapped in, it didn't matter--those two were so rowdy that buggy was going down), but they were OK (scared me half-t0-death, but seriously, no one was really even phased). We made it out of Dollar General for $27.61 and managed to only get 1 thing each for the kids, and the rest things we actually needed for home or the lake (think, baskets and bins for storage).
- We were going to fill up our car with gas, but when I pulled in to the second station without pay at the pump, I figured we'd be fine until we got home. NO WAY was I going to unbuckle and rebuckle the troops again!
- Arrived back at the office at 11:30 to wait on GP. Thank goodness for DVD players in the car. L and C watched The Little Mermaid. C fell asleep and L was pretty interested in the movie, so that was a little bit of time for me to return phone calls for work.
- GP finished with PT at 12:10, so we headed back to his house.
- Mimi bought us Chick-fil-A for lunch at their house...YUM! L and C played with GP and Mimi respectively for a while. Mimi said that C answered a question she asked her with, "I doubt it, Mimi." I'm telling you, that girl is way beyond her almost-2 years (2 on Wednesday!!!). L just loves playing with GP. His Dollar General dart gun ($1.50) only lasted about 6 rounds of shooting, but he didn't care. He just loved having GP all to himself.
- Departed Mimi and GP's at 2:30.
- Arrived to check mail for work at 3:00
- Arrived home with L asleep at 3:35
- L continued his nap, C screamed in her bed until 4:00
- Had to get kiddos back in car at 5:10 to make it to drop off our car at the dealership to get oil change/tire rotation before 6
- Waited on Hubby at dealership until 6:30.
- Hubby decided he needed a haircut, and I decided that I'd grab the groceries we needed while he got his hair cut as Publix was right next door. Hubby was pleasantly surprised at how well our little man (who had his first Pre-T-Ball practice yesterday and did GREAT!) was behaved while his daddy got a haircut. L sat in the chair by his daddy and looked at the pictures in a magazine calling out letters he recognized! (He can write his name almost by himself now, too!)
- We ran into one of hubby's h/s friend's moms in Publix...departed Publix at 7:20
- Ate dinner at Zaxby's...
- Arrived home at 8:18...with hubby exhausted and short on patience...
- Kids were bathed (courtesy of a quick showering off), C's hair was blown dry, and she was in bed by 9:10.
- L was in bed by 9:35...Ahh...a quiet house.
Monday, February 26, 2007
I'm Baaaaack!
Oh, wow! It's been a while...and yes, we've been sick again. I'm now considering a continual mist of vitimin C along with a round of strong anitbiotics, homeopathics, etc...just kidding.
Seriously, though...C starting with the stomach thing AGAIN...while we were in Louisiana at my friends' home. Let me tell you, it was wild, trying to keep her away from everyone else. No one else got sick until we got home. Then my other girlfriend's daughter started throwing up when she got out of the car at her house. Hers only lasted that evening and night. C threw up about 5 times on Sunday night while we were gone, then once we got the medicine that our pediatrician called in, she seemed better and went on to sleep through the night. The next two days were fine...just some runny diapers. Then...when we got home, LOTS of yucky diapers, so potty training has been put on hold until we're definitely over this stuff.
Other news, L's class valentine party was fun. A little more chaotic than I would have liked (being a former teacher, I like the parties nice and oderly...), but the kids had fun.
L is now praying for our friends in Louisiana to move back to our town. He misses his buddy so much. The kiddos played together SO WELL! It was wonderful...we had plenty of girlfriend time, which is what the mommies all needed!
Hubby is feeling better, so that's great news!
Our church just moved into our first permanant facility...it's wonderful! God is so faithful!
Our tax return is a nice one this year, so I'm getting a few things done around the house. After I come home from my friend's house, I always want to redecorate and organize. She's a homemaking inspiration. :) So far, I've cleaned out L's closet and drawers, purchased things to organize the playroom area, cleaned out our den's cabinets, put more photos in albums and labeled them, and hung some pictures. Still have lots to do, but I'm now in a get-it-done mode.
I can't beleive that my baby will be 2 next week! Time truly flies...still think we should add one more to our family, but if we don't I am so grateful and honored to be the mommy to these two angels.
C is cracking me up right now. She tells me all the time that she's going to "Disney World a-morrow. I gone fwy and fwy like Tinkah-Bell. I Tinkah-Bell, you Wenny, Mommy, and L is Petah Pan, OK?" She gets so incredibly animated talking about it that she actually fell out of her chair one day. (Don't worry, she didn't get hurt!) Precious!
Our biggest news right now is that my baby boy is going to bed without a fuss and without anyone laying with him until he falls asleep. It's close to miraculous for me. It started while we were on our trip. We stayed in my friend's son's room, me on the twin bed, L on the trundle and C in the pack-n-play. I'd put C down when my friend put her 1 year old in her bed, and the boys would play for a few more minutes. Meanwhile, my other girlfriend who lives in our town, would be getting her 5 year old little girl (who doesn't nap anymore) to sleep when the babies were going down for the night. Then, I'd just get L settled in his bed after a book and prayers. He'd fall asleep on his own knowing I'd be in there later and that his sister was in the room with him. We made a big deal out of it, and it all has continued since we've been home. Yay!
Gotta go tackle some laundry!
Seriously, though...C starting with the stomach thing AGAIN...while we were in Louisiana at my friends' home. Let me tell you, it was wild, trying to keep her away from everyone else. No one else got sick until we got home. Then my other girlfriend's daughter started throwing up when she got out of the car at her house. Hers only lasted that evening and night. C threw up about 5 times on Sunday night while we were gone, then once we got the medicine that our pediatrician called in, she seemed better and went on to sleep through the night. The next two days were fine...just some runny diapers. Then...when we got home, LOTS of yucky diapers, so potty training has been put on hold until we're definitely over this stuff.
Other news, L's class valentine party was fun. A little more chaotic than I would have liked (being a former teacher, I like the parties nice and oderly...), but the kids had fun.
L is now praying for our friends in Louisiana to move back to our town. He misses his buddy so much. The kiddos played together SO WELL! It was wonderful...we had plenty of girlfriend time, which is what the mommies all needed!
Hubby is feeling better, so that's great news!
Our church just moved into our first permanant facility...it's wonderful! God is so faithful!
Our tax return is a nice one this year, so I'm getting a few things done around the house. After I come home from my friend's house, I always want to redecorate and organize. She's a homemaking inspiration. :) So far, I've cleaned out L's closet and drawers, purchased things to organize the playroom area, cleaned out our den's cabinets, put more photos in albums and labeled them, and hung some pictures. Still have lots to do, but I'm now in a get-it-done mode.
I can't beleive that my baby will be 2 next week! Time truly flies...still think we should add one more to our family, but if we don't I am so grateful and honored to be the mommy to these two angels.
C is cracking me up right now. She tells me all the time that she's going to "Disney World a-morrow. I gone fwy and fwy like Tinkah-Bell. I Tinkah-Bell, you Wenny, Mommy, and L is Petah Pan, OK?" She gets so incredibly animated talking about it that she actually fell out of her chair one day. (Don't worry, she didn't get hurt!) Precious!
Our biggest news right now is that my baby boy is going to bed without a fuss and without anyone laying with him until he falls asleep. It's close to miraculous for me. It started while we were on our trip. We stayed in my friend's son's room, me on the twin bed, L on the trundle and C in the pack-n-play. I'd put C down when my friend put her 1 year old in her bed, and the boys would play for a few more minutes. Meanwhile, my other girlfriend who lives in our town, would be getting her 5 year old little girl (who doesn't nap anymore) to sleep when the babies were going down for the night. Then, I'd just get L settled in his bed after a book and prayers. He'd fall asleep on his own knowing I'd be in there later and that his sister was in the room with him. We made a big deal out of it, and it all has continued since we've been home. Yay!
Gotta go tackle some laundry!
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Pneumonia Strikes
Ok, so my last post was few days ago, but I have a really good excuse! My husband has not had the flu; instead, he has pneumonia!!! Needless to say, he hasn't felt good at all. Then in my denial about my sickness, I ended up with bronchitis. Thank goodness the in-laws weren't busy this weekend...they kept the kiddos so hubby and I could lie around and be miserable! Yay in-laws!
L went with me to a class tonight I have to take to keep my teaching certification. He really did great. He made his little valentine's for his first Valentine's Day party at school tomorrow. Cute! He had to go potty 2 times, but otherwise he did great, being really careful to whisper and play right on the floor beside me. Good job L!
Anyway, we got home to C saying "It's balemtimes amorrow." Too cute!
We have our trip planned, along with our dining...we're having a character breakfast on Wednesday and visiting the Animal Kingdom that day, too. I'm super excited...no one in the family has ever been.Yay!
Also, I've gotten half of C's 2nd b-day invites printed. I'm aiming to get those printed tomorrow and in the mail Thurs... I still can't believe she's going to be 2! Nothing major...just a purse themed party...cake and ice cream ONLY!
We're headed to my friends in Louisiana on Friday. The mommies can't wait. We know it's a wild trip...long drive, whiny children at times, no time to sit down...until they go to bed!!! Then, we can have our girlfriend time (which, coincidentally, is when we plan our trips without the kiddos!). Having mixed emotions about going all the sudden since hubby's been so sick. Hope he's better...wouldn't want to leave him feeling bad still! He hates to go to bed alone, so going to be alone and sick wouldn't be fair! It's nice to be so loved!!! :)
Here's my to-do list for tomorrow:
L went with me to a class tonight I have to take to keep my teaching certification. He really did great. He made his little valentine's for his first Valentine's Day party at school tomorrow. Cute! He had to go potty 2 times, but otherwise he did great, being really careful to whisper and play right on the floor beside me. Good job L!
Anyway, we got home to C saying "It's balemtimes amorrow." Too cute!
We have our trip planned, along with our dining...we're having a character breakfast on Wednesday and visiting the Animal Kingdom that day, too. I'm super excited...no one in the family has ever been.Yay!
Also, I've gotten half of C's 2nd b-day invites printed. I'm aiming to get those printed tomorrow and in the mail Thurs... I still can't believe she's going to be 2! Nothing major...just a purse themed party...cake and ice cream ONLY!
We're headed to my friends in Louisiana on Friday. The mommies can't wait. We know it's a wild trip...long drive, whiny children at times, no time to sit down...until they go to bed!!! Then, we can have our girlfriend time (which, coincidentally, is when we plan our trips without the kiddos!). Having mixed emotions about going all the sudden since hubby's been so sick. Hope he's better...wouldn't want to leave him feeling bad still! He hates to go to bed alone, so going to be alone and sick wouldn't be fair! It's nice to be so loved!!! :)
Here's my to-do list for tomorrow:
- Pick up Harrison to take him to school
- Walk boys in (rather than carpool drop-off, adding 20 minutes) to drop off party stuff and teacher gifts
- Run to Wal-mart to get gifts for trip and laundry detergent and v day gifts for kiddos
- Wrap said gifts
- Find something for hubby
- Best Buy gift card for one of my girlfriend's older child who is staying behind with his grandma b/c the other kiddos are to young for him to enjoy playing with
- Party at L's school at 10:45
- Have lunch with kiddos and hubby at home
- Laundry
- Sign taxes at accountants (Yay!)
- Finish smocking friend's daughter's dress for her gift on our trip
- Make coasters for girlfriends
- Finish printing invitations for Caroline's party
- Schedule movers for office move
- Move things in basement to accomodate new office arrangement
- Post office to mail mom's 50th b-day card (which will be late, as will her gift...but she'll have a great gift waiting on her when next I see her!!)
- Begin packing clothes for trip
- Straighten up around the house
- Take care of sick hubby
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Still Sick??????
Well, the germies have officially declared our home their welcome center or club house or something, b/c we just can't get well! (Apparently, no amount of clorox...and my bleeding, dry, cracked hands will defeat these germs.) Hubby now has the flu...complete with fever, chills, horrible cough, tummy yuckies. L and C are on antibiotics for nasty cold/sinus infections (read not 1 but 2 trips to the pediatrician...ugh!) But I, although feeling exhausted, tightness in my chest, aching, hurting when I cough, WILL NOT GET SICK! Do you hear me, germies...???
In other news, we are in the process of finalizing our first ever family trip to Disney World...I am beyond excited! I grew up going to Disney every year, if not 2 times each year with my parents. And, b/c I was a lonely only, my folks always brought a friend with us. Our trips were always great, posh resort, room service, spoiling beyond belief. How they afforded it, I'll never know... My mom tells me it just wasn't as expensive as it is now. I know better, as they always sacrificed when it came to our family. Anyway,my last trip was 10 years ago (A DECADE!), and I'm ready to get back to the magic and introduce it to my L and C. Besides that, Hubby and I have never been together. We planned a trip for the April just after we were engaged in March, but didn't get to go as then Hubby-to-be broke his foot playing church softball. Really, all things considered it was a blessing. Wouldn't want to take a trip together alone when we were that close to being married. Saved parents and grandparents the heart attacks and tsk, tsks from others. :)
Last night, my mother-in-law, L and C's Nana, informed me that my son "ratted me out" when he spent Tues. night at their house. He told his Nana that I talk "mean" to him. She told me that she knew that sometimes grown-ups lose their tempers, but that she knew I would apologize to him if I said something mean. She also told him that she didn't think I would talk mean to him very often b/c I'm just such a nice person (Thanks, Nana!). He told her I did apologize, but that I hit him sometimes. (What???Thanks a lot, buddy, for making me a monster...me, who is as patient as I can be with him, and spank once in a while, only!) Well, Nana got a hoot out of this exchange and she explained that if mommies and daddies spank their children for doing something wrong or unsafe, then it's spanking and spanking is different than hitting, etc. So, of course, when Nana tells me what L says she and I laugh, but I kinda wanted to know what/when he was talking about, as much as an almost-four-year-old can tell me. So, I asked L about it...he told me not to worry, he was just speaking Spanish to Nana and she didn't understand what he was saying. He said he knows I don't hit him and I'm not ugly to him...Great... now not only am I a violent, verbally abusive parent (Ha!) my kids a FIBBER! :) Always something! Seriously, it made for a funny story.
Last night's grocery run was not fun. Hubby at home sick, so the kids and I go...I'm trying to get it done as quickly as possible, but those great (read HORRIBLE) car shopping carts are impossible to steer. L and C are done with their sample cheese in about 2 aisles...b/c the store is PACKED. It takes forever b/c I'm doing my shopping and sweet Maw's (72-year-old friend who sometimes watches the kiddos) shopping as well. So, after C trying to climb out about 17 times, screaming that she's got a shoo-ee (she doesn't) and L continually poking, pinching or hitting her. I'm about to lose it. Right there. In Publix. Well, then comes check-out. Why, why, why is the candy there? DO they have to torture the mommies??? Are they really against us??? It is at this time that C decides to debut her dumping skills...you know, dumping the candy boxes into the cart, dumping my purse out onto the floor, dumping my credit cards out into the buggy. SO as I'm trying to stop this madness, L starts to whine and complain about wanting more of some kind of junk. I tell him, "No, not now." C then demonstrates her other favorite skill, singing at the top of her lungs. Her favorite song right now is "Jingle Bells, Shotgun Shells, Granny had a gun!" which she belted out loudly. Meanwhile her brother is crying his eyes out after I told him he hurt my feelings by telling me he didn't like me any more (after I told him that we could not pick up any candy.) L kept saying, "Please talk to me Mommy. Please, please. I won't say ugly things to you anymore." I tried to tell him we'd talk about it in the car (anything to get out of the store before my actual breakdown began and the nervous twitching started, ha! ha!) to no avail. So by the time the poor bag guy got our bags loaded, he looked rather dazed. I did turn around to check as we were pulling out of the parking lot that Publix was still standing. It was. We didn't completely destroy it...We'll just put that on our to-do list for the next trip! :)
When I got home and relayed just a small portion of the story to Hubby, he smirked at me and said, "You enjoy the chaos, remember? You want another baby, remember?" UGH! Get that smirk off your face!! I still do...just not tonight!
Otherwise, yesterday was fun. L and C got to play outside for a little while. L can sort of reach the pedals on his bike from Santa (Santa should've checked his height and the bikes seat lowing like Mommy reminded him to do, but I digress). Maybe by Bike Day at his school in May. C is fearless...climbing quickly and quietly to the top of the playscape. What a daredevil! L still wants me out there with him. L is really picking up a few letter sounds (the teacher inside me does a great big happy dance).
Whew, I'm tired!
In other news, we are in the process of finalizing our first ever family trip to Disney World...I am beyond excited! I grew up going to Disney every year, if not 2 times each year with my parents. And, b/c I was a lonely only, my folks always brought a friend with us. Our trips were always great, posh resort, room service, spoiling beyond belief. How they afforded it, I'll never know... My mom tells me it just wasn't as expensive as it is now. I know better, as they always sacrificed when it came to our family. Anyway,my last trip was 10 years ago (A DECADE!), and I'm ready to get back to the magic and introduce it to my L and C. Besides that, Hubby and I have never been together. We planned a trip for the April just after we were engaged in March, but didn't get to go as then Hubby-to-be broke his foot playing church softball. Really, all things considered it was a blessing. Wouldn't want to take a trip together alone when we were that close to being married. Saved parents and grandparents the heart attacks and tsk, tsks from others. :)
Last night, my mother-in-law, L and C's Nana, informed me that my son "ratted me out" when he spent Tues. night at their house. He told his Nana that I talk "mean" to him. She told me that she knew that sometimes grown-ups lose their tempers, but that she knew I would apologize to him if I said something mean. She also told him that she didn't think I would talk mean to him very often b/c I'm just such a nice person (Thanks, Nana!). He told her I did apologize, but that I hit him sometimes. (What???Thanks a lot, buddy, for making me a monster...me, who is as patient as I can be with him, and spank once in a while, only!) Well, Nana got a hoot out of this exchange and she explained that if mommies and daddies spank their children for doing something wrong or unsafe, then it's spanking and spanking is different than hitting, etc. So, of course, when Nana tells me what L says she and I laugh, but I kinda wanted to know what/when he was talking about, as much as an almost-four-year-old can tell me. So, I asked L about it...he told me not to worry, he was just speaking Spanish to Nana and she didn't understand what he was saying. He said he knows I don't hit him and I'm not ugly to him...Great... now not only am I a violent, verbally abusive parent (Ha!) my kids a FIBBER! :) Always something! Seriously, it made for a funny story.
Last night's grocery run was not fun. Hubby at home sick, so the kids and I go...I'm trying to get it done as quickly as possible, but those great (read HORRIBLE) car shopping carts are impossible to steer. L and C are done with their sample cheese in about 2 aisles...b/c the store is PACKED. It takes forever b/c I'm doing my shopping and sweet Maw's (72-year-old friend who sometimes watches the kiddos) shopping as well. So, after C trying to climb out about 17 times, screaming that she's got a shoo-ee (she doesn't) and L continually poking, pinching or hitting her. I'm about to lose it. Right there. In Publix. Well, then comes check-out. Why, why, why is the candy there? DO they have to torture the mommies??? Are they really against us??? It is at this time that C decides to debut her dumping skills...you know, dumping the candy boxes into the cart, dumping my purse out onto the floor, dumping my credit cards out into the buggy. SO as I'm trying to stop this madness, L starts to whine and complain about wanting more of some kind of junk. I tell him, "No, not now." C then demonstrates her other favorite skill, singing at the top of her lungs. Her favorite song right now is "Jingle Bells, Shotgun Shells, Granny had a gun!" which she belted out loudly. Meanwhile her brother is crying his eyes out after I told him he hurt my feelings by telling me he didn't like me any more (after I told him that we could not pick up any candy.) L kept saying, "Please talk to me Mommy. Please, please. I won't say ugly things to you anymore." I tried to tell him we'd talk about it in the car (anything to get out of the store before my actual breakdown began and the nervous twitching started, ha! ha!) to no avail. So by the time the poor bag guy got our bags loaded, he looked rather dazed. I did turn around to check as we were pulling out of the parking lot that Publix was still standing. It was. We didn't completely destroy it...We'll just put that on our to-do list for the next trip! :)
When I got home and relayed just a small portion of the story to Hubby, he smirked at me and said, "You enjoy the chaos, remember? You want another baby, remember?" UGH! Get that smirk off your face!! I still do...just not tonight!
Otherwise, yesterday was fun. L and C got to play outside for a little while. L can sort of reach the pedals on his bike from Santa (Santa should've checked his height and the bikes seat lowing like Mommy reminded him to do, but I digress). Maybe by Bike Day at his school in May. C is fearless...climbing quickly and quietly to the top of the playscape. What a daredevil! L still wants me out there with him. L is really picking up a few letter sounds (the teacher inside me does a great big happy dance).
Whew, I'm tired!
Sunday, February 4, 2007
Super Sunday
This super bowl Sunday has been a good one...if not exhausting, but fun, nonetheless. What am I talking about?? My sweet hubby allowed me a long deserved nap...3 hours! Ahhhh, just what these Mommy bones needed today. And, I took my nap snuggled up with my 2 favorite little people, L and C snuggled and snoozing beside me. My exhaustion does not stem from today's events, but the events leading up to today.
Actually, I have only left my home 2 times briefly until this morning when I left for church. After we went to the doc on Thursday with L, we locked down into full rest and recover mode. L has a respiratory infection with ears that didn't look good (not a full-blown infection, but headed that way). So after leaving the doctor's office, we picked up C from the sitter (she wasn't really sick enough to warrant a copay and didn't need to expose her to lurking viruses), we battoned down the hatches around here. It's been wet and COLD, so we've stayed in. I actually enjoyed being here all day. I've really been working with C on the potty training. We one day with several accidents, but since then, all is doing well...except that one "shoo-ee." I had a date with my hubby thanks to my in-laws who called and ASKED to keep our children at our house. Dinner and a movie....nice! Home to kids bathed and having fun with Nana and GrandTam, wonderful. Both kiddos begged them to spend the night, and we were happy they did. It made for a lovely Saturday morning visiting and eating breakfast here together.
Saturday was spent directing C to the potty...successful for the most part...no tee-tee accidents at all! Then, dinner at Truett's Grill to celebrate L's sign-up for Pre-T-Ball. I don't know who's more excited, Daddy, GrandTam or L! So, both kiddos loved Truett's b/c of the cool train that runs along the ceiling. It's great for us, too, b/c it's Chick-fil-A food stepped up a notch! YUM! Then, we tag-teamed shopping to pick up some Crocs for GrandTam's belated b-day present. Home for baths and bed. Did I mention how many trips we made to the potty??????
Up early for nursery duty at church...by myself. Kept both kids at home with Daddy. We traded off, and he came to second service. Both kiddos ended up in our bed last night. Coughing, sniffiling, restless. No church nursery, just in case. C now has a full blown runny nose, but no cough yet. After debating on whether we should just drop off our home-group's meal (I made BBQ-the main dish) or stay, we decided to stay. Glad we did, several of the kids' noses looked just like C's. Tis the season for winter noses!
After lunch and Bible study, home for naps! Ahhh, still so thrilled I got my AWESOME nap courtesy of my AWESOME husband (who also cleaned the kitchen and straightened the house while we slept). Hubby's brother and family along with his dad and sister and our friends Thomas and Heather and their boys came for the super bowl. Low maintenance for me, Josh and Renata brought the meals (hot dogs and brats on the grill for the guys and kiddies, left over steak for steak salads for the gals, ice cream for dessert...yum!) The kids played well together, so it was nice for us to visit. Off to another fun week tomorrow! I do love Sundays, such a fresh start!
Actually, I have only left my home 2 times briefly until this morning when I left for church. After we went to the doc on Thursday with L, we locked down into full rest and recover mode. L has a respiratory infection with ears that didn't look good (not a full-blown infection, but headed that way). So after leaving the doctor's office, we picked up C from the sitter (she wasn't really sick enough to warrant a copay and didn't need to expose her to lurking viruses), we battoned down the hatches around here. It's been wet and COLD, so we've stayed in. I actually enjoyed being here all day. I've really been working with C on the potty training. We one day with several accidents, but since then, all is doing well...except that one "shoo-ee." I had a date with my hubby thanks to my in-laws who called and ASKED to keep our children at our house. Dinner and a movie....nice! Home to kids bathed and having fun with Nana and GrandTam, wonderful. Both kiddos begged them to spend the night, and we were happy they did. It made for a lovely Saturday morning visiting and eating breakfast here together.
Saturday was spent directing C to the potty...successful for the most part...no tee-tee accidents at all! Then, dinner at Truett's Grill to celebrate L's sign-up for Pre-T-Ball. I don't know who's more excited, Daddy, GrandTam or L! So, both kiddos loved Truett's b/c of the cool train that runs along the ceiling. It's great for us, too, b/c it's Chick-fil-A food stepped up a notch! YUM! Then, we tag-teamed shopping to pick up some Crocs for GrandTam's belated b-day present. Home for baths and bed. Did I mention how many trips we made to the potty??????
Up early for nursery duty at church...by myself. Kept both kids at home with Daddy. We traded off, and he came to second service. Both kiddos ended up in our bed last night. Coughing, sniffiling, restless. No church nursery, just in case. C now has a full blown runny nose, but no cough yet. After debating on whether we should just drop off our home-group's meal (I made BBQ-the main dish) or stay, we decided to stay. Glad we did, several of the kids' noses looked just like C's. Tis the season for winter noses!
After lunch and Bible study, home for naps! Ahhh, still so thrilled I got my AWESOME nap courtesy of my AWESOME husband (who also cleaned the kitchen and straightened the house while we slept). Hubby's brother and family along with his dad and sister and our friends Thomas and Heather and their boys came for the super bowl. Low maintenance for me, Josh and Renata brought the meals (hot dogs and brats on the grill for the guys and kiddies, left over steak for steak salads for the gals, ice cream for dessert...yum!) The kids played well together, so it was nice for us to visit. Off to another fun week tomorrow! I do love Sundays, such a fresh start!
- C will cheer for anyone when they go to the potty, with genuine excitement! She's hillarious!
- L is signed up for T-Ball, how exciting.
- L is starting to recognize letter sounds along with letter names. Makes his former teacher mom proud!
- C sings the Little Einsteins song over and over!
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Can you do me a flavor?
Tonight, we celebrated lots of good things:
- Mimi is finally through with all of the testing and DOES NOT have any cancer. Acutally, we believe she was healed by God, as the mass they were scheduled to biopsy was no longer present when the doctors went for the needle biopsy.
- Mimi is home from the hospital on oxygen, but temporarily.
- Our friends, Thomas and Heather, both got good reports from their recent doctors' visits, which we had been praying about
- Thomas was able to save all the pics that L deleted or something from our computer.
- My wonderful, sweet father-in-law turned 56 today.
- C and I ran a million and 2 errands while L was a school today. All the while, I'm trying to encourage her not to potty in her Dora (pull-up). I don't like those pull-ups as a rule, but someone gave me 2 packs...and who am I to turn away FREE diapers?? So, we'll be finishing the pack, then hitting real undies again hard and heavy...I want to get this potty training thing knocked out. But, I digress. Anyway, in the middle of Wal-Mart, C decides she cannot ride in the buggy one more second, lest she have a screaming fit. So, out she begins to climb...our compromise was to let her push the cart. That actually consists of me pushing the cart while making sure she thinks she's doing it by herself, and then chasing her back to the cart when she lets go and runs. It sounds as if she's in control of the situation, but really, I'm sure it could fall into some category of letting her be in charge of something or whatever. I didn't care which child development theory I was following, I just wanted OUT of Wal-Mart!!!
- One of the cutest things L says is, "Mommy, can you do me a flavor, please?" I love hearing him ask for a favor. It's precious.
- C broke a snow globe, bracelet, cup, and managed to pour water all over herself during what was supposed to be naptime. I needed a nap today. After breaking the snowglobe (which was a nativity scene that my mom, Tee, gave C for her first Christmas), C kept telling everyone, "I broke Baby Jesus" which got more than one funny look.
- One of Daddy's fave things that C says is, "Look at my muscles, look at my muscles!" while holding her fists up. It's the intonation that's so adorable. Muscles sounds like Muh-chools.
- L managed to delete every digital picture that I had saved on our computer of his sister. Don't know how only her folder and our family picture folders were affected, but luckily, our tech wiz friend saved them so I didn't have to spend a million dollars on an archive cd from shutterfly.
- I'm exhausted by the re-cap...and I'm dreading taking the babes to the doc tomorrow...better do it before the weekend rush, though!
Monday, January 29, 2007
It's been a while...
Ok, so it's been a while. We've had some crazy times around here...My hubby's grandmother was diagnosed with lung cancer, then undiagnosed, then told maybe it is cancer, maybe it's not...Meanwhile, we've had family in from out-of-town visiting her...
Anyway, L and C have enjoyed visits with their aunts, uncle and cousins, birthday parties, church, etc.
Anyway, L and C have enjoyed visits with their aunts, uncle and cousins, birthday parties, church, etc.
- C was hiding under the table while L finished lunch today. They were playing the game, "Where is C?" Finally, she pops out, "Here me are!"
- After rushing around to get us out the door for church, for which we are already 10 min. late, C takes her hair bow and "piggy tail" out while I'm driving us to church for the early morning nursury duty. I told her to stop, rather sharply (too sharply, I think now). L tells me, "Mommy it's ok to be frustrated with me, but don't be frustrated with C. She's just our little baby girl." Ok, so I felt lower than pond scum! Who cares when we get to church if I've hurt my baby girl and sweet man's feelings on the way??? Needless to say, I apologized.
- C loved on her cousin Jackson who is 10 months younger (Just turned 1 this month) all weekend. She'd stand by him, hug him and say, "Ooo, I love you buddy!"
- C is so into taking care of her baby dolls; she does it just like me, too...pushing the stroller with bags on the handles, baby on the hip and purse on the shoulder. Too cute! Then she changes their diapers..."Dis baby gots a bad shoo-wee."
- L has been so good to share his toys all weekend. He also has really been taking care of C. When his big cousin Joshua started to open C's door during her nap, L came running to stand between him and the door. "No, no, no...we can't wake up my sister. She needs to sleep."
- C had taken off her own "shoo-wee" in the kitchen this morning (messy, yucky, gross), and was trying to go to the potty on her own. Then, after that crisis was handled, busted her lip...all before 8:30!
- C can pick up any song. Right now, after just hearing the beginning of "Go, Diego, Go!" 2 times, she's got the words and tune down! Amazing.
- L told me while we were discussing what to buy his cousin Harrison for his birthday this weekend, "Hey, I know what we should get Harrison. We should get him a Diego movie. That kid LOVES Deigo!" I also should note that I love the way L says Diego...It's more like "THe EGGO."
Monday, January 22, 2007
Virus, part 2
Ugh...the virus that we thought we avoided struck...with a vengence! L woke up in our bed vomiting at 3:30 am...and then I began vomiting around 4 am...He and I literallly laid in his bed all day after I sent Dad and C away. Every time we moved, we got sick! UGH!!
So the rest of the weekend and most of today is trying to get every little nook and cranny clean and virus free.
So the rest of the weekend and most of today is trying to get every little nook and cranny clean and virus free.
- While lying in his bed with him, L looked at me and said, "Thanks for helping me get that virus out. I'm sorry I throwed up all in your bed. I promise I won't do it anymore." Of course I reassured him that it wasn't anything he did wrong, but sweet all the same.
- L reminding me to get up slowly every time I move since Saturday.
- C asking me and L is we are sick every few minutes.
- C loves "Little Einstein's" on Disney Channel. She'll sit and watch without moving, then she tries to sing all the songs, too.
- C loves the "Elmo's World" portion of Seasme Street, too. But only the parts when Elmo is actually on the screen. All the other parts of that segment are worthless to her. She starts saying, "Where Eh-moh go, Mommy? Eh-moh go off. Put Eh-moh back on, Mommy. I want to watch Eh-moh."
Thursday, January 18, 2007
I missed a day!
Ok, so yesterday was very busy! After completely laundering everything machine washable, and cloroxing and spraying everything else with lysol, my day got away from me, thus, no post!
Anyway, C is much better...was better yesterday afternoon, even. Daddy is back home, so both kiddos are better in that regard.
Highlights include:
Anyway, C is much better...was better yesterday afternoon, even. Daddy is back home, so both kiddos are better in that regard.
Highlights include:
- L being tall enough to reach our light switches...no more hollering from the top of the stairs for me to turn his light off or on, whichever is needed at the time. He is so excited about this accomplishment. Growing up fast!
- C is such a trooper, even with a virus the gal did not lose one ounce of her personality. She did slow to a walk from her usual trot-sprint mode.
- When L was trying to comfort C about having to have a suppository (YUCK! Poor Baby), he told her a story about when he was her age. Here was their conversation: C to me," I no like that medicine in my bottom." L to C, "I know, C, when I was your age I had a virus and I did not like that medicine in my bottom. It is not fun to have a virus. I know because I had one when I was your age." As if the 22 months separating them is chocked full of wisdom! :) Too cute. What is even funnier is that they kept having this same conversation until C forgot about the suppository. Anyway, it worked. She slept all night and did not get sick again.
- L brought me the bowl of grapes I had washed for my snack last night (without being asked) and gave me a kiss and said, "Just rewax {translation: relax} and enjoy your snack."
- C loves to play in her kitchen...When I tell her it is time for bed, she says, "I play in my kin-chin 1 time (holding up 3 fingers)," every night before we say her prayers and read her book. She still does not put up a fuss, though. She prays for everyone, and then says, "I love you. We go pahk morrow?"
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
I Spilt it, Mommy!
- C woke up from her nap screaming, "I spilt it, Mommy!" She had, in fact, spilt it...vomit, that is. Poor baby has a virus and is pitiful,
- L is being an angel about me caring for her and has prayed for her to get better 2 time already.
- Daddy is out of town, so it's me and the kiddos tonight...
- It's cold outside, so I'm guessing L will be snuggled in my bed...trying to figure out how to do C...her bedding is still being washed from her naptime adventure...
Monday, January 15, 2007
Monday
- I love that at almost 2, C finally has enough hair for pig tails and little ponytails to put a bow in...adorable!
- I do not love that she will now throw outrageous tantrams over nothing, but I know this stage will go by so quickly
- L doesn't like to go to bed...at least not in his bed. He wears me down every night, and he ends up in my bed regardless of where he starts off going to sleep. SO, instead of waking up to a scream from him in the middle of the night (and an almost 2-year-old waking up b/c her brother is screaming at the top of the stairs, just steps away from her room), sometimes it's easier just to let him start off in our bed and let me get a full night's sleep...He's there now, all cozy on my pillow.
- I cannot get over the fact that in April, my baby boy is going to be 4! I'm having a hard time adjusting to this...my mom was right, when they start school, they grow up so much. I mean, we're talking T-ball and Soccer and Kindergarten, and College and getting married...Ok, so I'm getting ahead of myself. But 4 means big boy...even at church, all the big-kid activities start at four. They aren't even considered pre-school when they are in the fours. UGH! Will all of the magic go away when 4 hits?? You know, make-believe and wonder at Disneyworld (which we've yet to go, but I'm still hoping that when we do go, they'll experience the magic of it all like I remember doing) and Christmas and Easter... I hope not!!
- C is getting 2 molars on the bottom...waking up in the middle of the night...which she never does, running a slight temp, has a runny nose, and is constantly chewing on her finger.
- C loves to sing...tonight we sang "Open, shut them..." and learned "Where is Thumbkin?"
- I love to hear C say, "Destroy Buzz Lightyear" when she's pretending to be Zurg in the bathtub with L's Toy Story set. It sounds like, "A-soy Buuh Li-lear."
Sunday, January 14, 2007
My little man is back home!
- Met my mom after church in Macon to pick up L, who didn't really want to come home. I was very ready to see him, and he hugged me really tightly, thus melting my heart.
- C was ready to see Tee, and latched onto her as soon as she saw her.
- L and C played pretty well together, with the normal terrorization of each other as I cooked supper. C always get L aggravated by taking some toy of his and running...tonight it was some pennies Papa had given him. It's good to have everyone home!
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Saturday
- L is having a ball with Tee, visiting family down there, doing everything he wants, being the KING!
- L doesn't miss us a bit, but C has missed him. We've called a couple of times for her to talk. He told us he's staying for lots of nights.
- C is having fun with us, doing everything she wants, being the QUEEN
- We took C to the Georgia Tech basketball game tonight after dinner at Houstons with our friends who live on the north side of Atlanta. She loved all of the excitement and didn't stop cheering the entire time!
- She's still into the Christmas songs...except she only knows just a line or two. So "Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer" sounds like "Rudolph red nose had a 'berry' shiny" and that's it...over and over and over. Jingle bells is "Jinkle bells, jinkle bells, jinkle bells, jinkle bells, jinkle bells" with the occasional "all the way" thrown in. She sang all the way home.
- Now, she's sitting right beside me, her head on my shoulder, in her favorite big-girl night gown having a little snack and telling me how much she loves me! Adorable...and she's being the queen!
- C also loves to play "Run, duck goose" as she calls Duck Duck Goose...and her version is just running all over.
Happy Friday?
- L, C and I drove 2 hours and 30 min to meet Tee (my mom) so L could spend the weekend with her all by himself. He's been planning this since C was born...not that he doesn't love his sister, he just loves Tee's undivided attention
- C wore the cutest pigtails...my best efforts yet
- When I was telling L that I would miss him this weekend, he told me "I will call you so you won't miss me. I certainly will." He called me when we were pulling out of the parking lot after telling my mom he had to call me so I wouldn't be sad. He also called me and told me not to drive too fast after "ratting me out" to my mother that I drive too fast...according to him
- C got a surprise visit with Nana to make not staying with Tee a little easier. She loves Nana's cats...even gave out kisses to Oscar and Puff...and practically got a bath afterwards to remove the kitty fur from her face...yikes!
- C didn't really notice L wasn't with us and that she wasn't with Tee b/c she enjoyed a new Pez dispenser and the entire pack of candy, watching the Grinch about 3 times on the way back and playing with some bracelets and necklaces she received from Christmas that I hadn't opened for her yet
- Speaking of necklaces, C constantly tries to get into a jewelry box in her room containing my old necklaces. She got several out this morning and tangled them...she got scolded and kept hugging me after we cleaned them up and saying, "Sorry, Mommy." She's so darn cute, so I adorned her with a cross necklace Nanny and Papa gave me...Too sweet!
- C is the best kiddo to put to bed ever...EVER! Read book, say prayers, rock for a second to talk about the day, put her in the bed, give her a kiss, tell her I love her, hear her say, "I love you, Mommy. Sweet Dweems!" Can they both just stay this age forever???
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Another Thursday
- L went to pre-school, but we almost forgot show-and-tell...and we were late again. So, C and I walked L in, where he realized we forgot show-and-tell. Not to worry...in the car was a Lightning McQueen (Radiator Springs McQueen to be exact). While I ran out in the cold to get it, C stayed in L's classroom with his teachers and other students...loved every minute
- L and C stayed with Daddy tonight while I went to my prayer group...L called me on my cell...he was missing me...Precious!
- C ate nothing for supper, while L ASKED for Veggies!!
- C pottied in the potty again today!!!
- C runs to meet me at the sitters but really turns before she reaches me to get a lollypop out of Maw's cabinet (the treat for the end of the day away from Mommy)...my princess loves her candy!! She can finish the dum-dum in about 2 minutes, literally!
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Wednesday, Wednesday
Here are the highlights for today:
- L went to pre-school...where he is learning about the letter "L"--a very exciting thing for him
- Nana and L had a lunch date after school at Chick-fil-A...(a favorite of ours!) and then went to visit Mimi and Granpop
- Played his favorite game that drives his daddy crazy...Kitty...when he pretends to be a cat and only answers with "Meows!" But, it was OK b/c Daddy was at the GT v. Duke basketball game in Atlanta. He gets extremely into his character...which is hillarious!
- C and I ran a million errands, and she was a dream!
- Loves her mini-barrettes in her barely there hair (actually it's the "Rachel" hairstyle that's so popular, just in the baby version...crazy how their hair grows...L has always had a ton of thick dark hair...C's is baby fine
- Took a wonderful nap and gained enough energy to go crazy with the dolls and kitchen...
- Pottied in the potty again!
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
Trying to remember
I'm beginning this blog to keep up with the little things I want to remember about our days...
- L went to preschool today...I can't believe that his first year (3 yr. class) is halfway done. Had a ball playing with his cousin at the sitters...He's really learning his letters...and wanting to write and draw and cut. Still hates to sleep in his bed. Bedtime is an ordeal every night
- C went to the potty all day today at the sitters...without prompting-an amazing feat for a not-quite 2-year-old! Yay! She goes to bed without a fuss every night! Gotta love that for second babies...
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