Saturday, January 31, 2009
We finally made it to Atlanta after just a few quick potty and food breaks and an abbreviated nap in the car. Since then, the girls have had so much fun playing with Jack, Melody and baby Charlie. And Mommy has had so much fun playing with Emily!
Other than a few instances of "that's mine!" from Emma Jane and Melody, the kids have gotten along great! Libby and Jack have always played and shared well together, but we noticed a new dynamic to their friendship with this visit. Both being first-born children, they are on the bossy side and both are very talkative! (And by talkative, I mean neither one shuts up from morning until night!) Most of their conversations consisted of telling the other one (who is too busy talking to be listening anyways) what to do, how to it, when to it, why the way it is already being done is wrong, etc, etc, etc!
After a fun day of playing with friends, Jack and Libby got to have their first official sleepover in the same room with sleeping bags and everything. It was quite an experience for all involved! Hop on over to Emily's blog for the full story, including pictures!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Those of us who are from the sunshine state, start to get a chill as soon as the temperature drops below 80. By the time it reaches 65, we are downright cold!! (Anything below 60 is considered freezing and on those days Target is bombarded my moms trying to find last minute jackets and sweaters to keep their kids warm during the freak cold snap!)
For those that live in parts of the country where the average winter temperature falls in the negative numbers, we Floridians are clearly wimps that don't know what real cold feels like! (That is probably true!) I am sure the snowbirds traveling to the beach to escape temperatures hovering at -30 are practically melting in the mid-sixties "heat wave" we have in January. Which is understandable when you do the math. It is a difference of almost 100 degrees!
I still think it is funny to watch the locals bundled up in their jackets (myself included) watching the vacationers splash around in the cold ocean like it is the fourth of July!
These people are clearly Florida natives:
These people are NOT!!
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Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Libby proceed to explain that I had a baby in my tummy but she had a doggy in hers! That's right, my three-year-old believes that she has a dog biscuit in the oven! My husband and I thought this was hysterical so we didn't correct her. I mean, what is the harm in her trying to understand Mommy's pregnancy by being "pregnant" herself. Well Libby started telling everybody, and I do mean everybody, about the doggy in her tummy! She told our pediatrician about it and poor Dr. L thought she was talking about a sick pet! She shares all kinds of details about it too, such as her doggy is really tiny but growing everyday, her doggy doesn't eat dog food yet but eats what she eats so healthy food is really important, her doggy can move around but is still too little to bark, etc. The amount of knowledge that my daughter has about pregnancy is probably not completely appropriate, but she has had so much experience with it in her short life, it really isn't surprising! Like I said, my husband and I have never discouraged Libby about the doggy in her tummy, but yesterday I realized that maybe we should have! While in the car, Libby hit me with this:
L: "Mommy, do we have a doghouse for my doggy?"
Me: "A doghouse? What do you mean sweetie?
L: "You know, Mommy...a doghouse for when my doggy comes out of my tummy!"
Me: "WHAT?!" (in my head, of course.)
With all of Libby's experience with pregnancy, I probably should have realized that she didn't think that doggy was going to stay in her tummy forever. She still remembers when I was pregnant with Emma Jane and that one day I went to the hospital and the doctor took Emma Jane out of my tummy and she came home to live with us. Of course she thinks that someday her doggy is going to come out of her tummy and come home to live with us!
I believe Charlie Brown said it best.
(So how many of you think I am going to have to get my daughter a puppy?)
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
1. Having the impulse, after discovering your kid has used your $20 lipstick to draw a giant plum-colored pig on your dining room wall, to call up Brad and Angelina and ask them if they'd like to take in one more
2. Returning the fancy but useless baby gift to the department store and spending the credit on shoes for yourself
3. Suspecting that those stars who got their prebaby bodies back in two weeks are on drugs
4. Feeling secretly glad when you catch your neighbor's "perfect" child in a nuclear meltdown
5. Introducing your sister's kid - little miss organic-only - to her very first Twinkie
6. Setting up playdates just with kids whose mothers you like
7. Calling your jiggly belly your "mummy tummy" ten years after childbirth
8. Noticing the hot dad at dropoff (hey, you're just lookin'!)
9. Insisting on grownup music in the car
10. Knowing, really knowing, with every fiber of your being, that your kid is the cutest one in her class picture
Monday, January 26, 2009
I did not forget that Saturday was my real anniversary until almost lunchtime!
I did not spend a really fun day at the beach with my family.
I did not take pictures of complete strangers at the beach to use in a later blog post!
I did not make a yummy cheese danish for Sunday school.
I did not spending hours researching cloth diaper brands only to be more confused than ever!
I am not asking my fellow cloth diapering bloggers : which ones do you like best and why?
Sunday, January 25, 2009
(For those of you living under a mountain of snow right now, please don't get mad and stop reading my blog!)
I am not usually a fan of the beach, but I really love it during the "winter." For those of us that are locals, it is way too cold to wear bathing suits or actually go near the water, there is no needed to drag all of the cumbersome beach gear along! We just brought a bucket and some shovels and the girls were set!
I had completely forgotten about this picture, so I had a good laugh recalling the memory! This is how I found Libby one afternoon after her nap. She is just over two years old at the time and was experimenting with undressing herself. She had a little trouble with her shirt!
Just so you can get the full length effect of what I found that day, I am also posting picture #29!
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Since then, our family of two...
(Libby is hiding #5)
(Yes, that is my right hand. We weren't actually married yet, I was just playing with it)
I think I'll keep him! ;)
This morning, as we were in bathroom brushing teeth and fixing hair, Libby (wearing her princess tiara and veil and a fancy scarf) commented (while admiring herself in the mirror), "I am the princess!"
I responded with, "Yes you are a princess." And then I said to Emma Jane, "And you are a princess. Mommy has two pretty princesses!"
Libby quickly replied, "No, Mommy, Emma Janie is not a princess. She's a drama queen!"
So true, Libby, so true!!
Friday, January 23, 2009
Now I admit it, I did push what little hair she does behind her ears in this first picture. But even without it pushed back, you can see the effect is pretty much the same.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
1. I hate everything about the beach: sand, waves, seaweed, salt, water
2. I have a borderline unnatural love of peanut butter
3. I read freakishly fast
4. I am not an animal lover
5. I am proud to be a Southerner
6. I cringe everytime my daughter says "you guys" instead of yall
7. I grew up in the small college town of Auburn, AL
8. But I spent my own collegiate years across the state at the University of Alabama
9. I come from a very close-knit extended family
10. I have lost someone I love to cancer
11. I am pregnant for the third time in under four years
12. I prefer the natural family planning method of birth control (see above) :)
13. I love to bake, but I don't do it much
14. I have no self control when baked goods are involved (see above)
15. I watch General Hospital everyday after the kids go to bed (thank goodness for dvr!)
and most importantly...
16. I am a sinner saved by grace!
And just for fun, I am tagging Morgan to play too!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
(Sorry, you have to look sideways at the video! I didn't realize I wouldn't be able to rotate a video!)
Do you think this is her way of telling me this day is going down the toilet?!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I couldn't help thinking about that story as I watched my children playing outside yesterday. They definitely fall into the category of "things that go!" Here are a few videos of my kids "going" in the driveway. (I realize that statement could be taken more than one way, but I couldn't think of another way to word it!) This first video is Emma Jane driving her little tykes car. She prefers reverse to forward as you will see. At not-quite two, she is already a little speed demon behind the wheel!
Next, is Libby riding her bike. She has gotten so good at pedaling by herself and she also loves to go fast!
The girls have so much fun playing outside. This time of year is so nice because it is not hot and we can play outside for more than 5 minutes at a time!
But for me, the best part of this vehicle themed day was the addition of my new car. I have joined the ranks of the minivan mommies! Brad and I have been discussing the need for a van for a while now. It seemed like the most practical option for our growing family, but we wanted to wait until we found the perfect one. Yesterday we found it!
A 2006 Town and Country Limited, fully loaded with under 15,000 miles! Brad and I absolutely love it!!
The girls love it too!
Quick funny story about power sliding doors: This morning I took Libby to school for the first time in the new van. When it was my turn in car line, I hit the button to open her door and...NOTHING HAPPENED!! I started to have a mild panic attack because I was holding up the line, when the parent volunteer who waiting to walk my child in to school yelled through my window "You have to put the car in park first!"
Which brings me to the point of this post. My sweet friend promised to have everything I would need (gender appropriate bedding, clothes, etc.) ready when the baby comes. So she is asking for your help! On this historic inauguration day, Emily is hosting her own historic election! Click on this link and you can vote on my baby's nursery bedding! (BTW, this was totally her idea, not mine!)
Monday, January 19, 2009
did not stand in line in the freezing cold for two and a half hours to register Libby for preschool.
did not fail to dress my children appropriately for the above outing.
did not buy an awesome jogging stroller off of Craigslist.
did not drive to a part of town so sketchy it required leaving the paved road to buy said stroller.
did not do the above outing by myself
did not "forget" to tell my husband the details of the stroller outing
did not have dinner in a restaurant that was way too cool for me
did not find my younger child had fallen half way out of her bed and was sleeping soundly upside down
did not seriously contemplate leaving her like that while I ran to the kitchen to get my camera
did not eat leftover tortellini with alfredo sauce for breakfast.
did not wash my spectacularly healthy breakfast down with a chocolate chip cookie and a glass of milk
did not let my child watch Barney twice while I took a nap on the couch
did not fail to get the laundry done
did not pull the least dirty item out of the hamper for Libby to wear this morning
did not have a wonderful weekend with my family!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
He's got the whole world in His hands...even me!!
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Thursday, January 15, 2009
This morning at MOPS, the topic was about organizing your life, being productive instead of busy, and "taking back the castle" (i.e. your home.) I left feeling so motivated. By nature, I am a procrastinator and a clutter queen but I so want to organized and "together." I spent most of the afternoon being productive, but you know what? I still ran out of diapers, I still had to make an emergency run to Publix, I still had to handle a double meltdown with no free hands and I left feeling completely "untogether." So I have had a moment of clarity this evening: I don't need any more lessons on getting organized. Because I already know what to do. I have read the books and heard the talks. I am completely ready for tomorrow: I have my list made, deposit slips filled out and directions printed. I am ready to go. And while that makes me more organized, it doesn't make me a better mother, or wife, or person. Letting go of the self-imposed pressure and being content with the life and trials and gifts that God has given me will. I am going to try to cut down on the clutter and stacks, because I am sure that will reduce my stress level and the frequency that I perform my frantic, flight-of-the-bumblebee-like search for whatever. But I am also going to challenge myself not to get caught up in trying to be perfect. No one is perfect. It is all about balance!
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
This is Libby (and her friend, Katie Howell) about to blow out the candles at her third birthday party.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
I have to give a little public shout out to my brother-in-law, Pat. On Friday, the first day of their visit, I really needed to go to the grocery store but the weather was so beautiful the children wanted to go to the park. So I decided that I would drop Pat and the two older girls off at the park and then Catie and I would run to the store with the two little ones and then come back and let them play for a little bit too. But of course, as soon as Emma Jane saw the park the started itching to get out and run around. Pat offered to watch all four children so that Catie and I could go do the shopping. My sis and I were instantly skeptical about the wisdom of this idea and spent several minutes debating the options. Finally Pat wore us down. I believe his argument was something along the lines of "I can handle this. Even if one of them falls and breaks a bone, I am qualified to fix it!" (He's an orthopaedic surgeon.) So Catie and I reluctantly left him with four children and went to the store. We quickly returned less than an hour later and found Pat standing between the swings and the slides, surrounded by other mothers, calmly watching as our children played happily. Pat told us later that the mothers at the park could not stop commenting on the fact that he was watching four kids by himself and that he was not even stressed about it. And when the women found out that he offered to do it so that his wife and her sister could go shopping by themselves, as he put it, his "stock went way up." I am sure that when we go back to the park this week, I will hear tales of the superdad with four kids!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Feeding the kids (and Brad) at Chick fil A!
Ryan and Emerson
The end of a very fun day!!