Were busy living

Today we found out that our hard ware/ whatever you wanna call it store has baby ducks and chickens. Little d found the ducks and chickens quite fascinating.


But, obviously the rest of the store was quite...boring :) Yes, little d is fast asleep.


Later, little d declared that she was no longer a "dagon" but instead a "shicken"! She makes more sence as a "shicken" seeing as we call her our little bird anyway.


We also had our next to last soccer game tonight, which we won!!! I love, love, love it! Oh yeah, both of the d's scored a goal. So, double yay!!!


And to top it off, a little grocery shopping alone with all of the d's completed our day. I actually don't mind shopping with them. There excellent helpers and great entertainment.


That's pretty much it. Were living over here in our world. It's good stuff. Real good stuff!

a moment or two with little d

me: Little d? Where's monkeys tail?

ld: ummmm??? Right here!

me: Thats right! Wheres piggys tail?

ld: ummm??? Right here!

me: Thats right! Wheres bunnys tail?

ld: ummm??? Right here!

.......

me: Little d. Wheres your tail?

ld: *turns in circles both ways trying to see her bottom* ummmm?!?

me: Little d? Do you have a tail?

ld: *light comes on inside her little head* Yep!

me: *humerus and curious* Where is it?

and that little stinker pointed to her head and said: I got two tails right here!!!


I love, love, love her! She makes my heart smile like no one else can :)

I heart birthday parties!

We went to a special birthday party today. It was one of those "thank God! We've survived that first year" parties...or you can just call it a "first birthday" if you like to keep it simple :)


It was a fabulous monkey themed party! This momma can plan one heck of a party! Today I learned that you can hot glue ribbon on basically any thing and make it beautiful! Did I mention that little man's name is David and that he is my favorite one year old little boy ever?!? Did ya notice the letter that his name started with? I could just take him home and he would fit right in! And, I would take him home!...If his parents would let me!


I guess I'm a little oblivious to the world of birthday parties. I was raised as a Jehovahs witness. We did not celebrate birthdays for the fear of being "too worldly". Occasionally, my grandmother went against my parents wishes and threw my brother and I a birthday party, but never a "grand" party such as this one! I try my best to throw my d's grand and memorable parties. I don't see how celebrating ones birthday could be classified as worldly. I see it as another wonderful milestone. But thats my opinion...and we all know what they say about those :/


Sorry, that was way off path! We had a super time at the party. With only one minor accident. Lets just say that Big D is 7, and seven year olds are a little...strange.

Middle d's "program"

I've heard about it for weeks. I've listened to him recite his "speaking lines". I've watched him as he anxiously prepared for "his part". I've never seen a 6 year old so nervous about picking out his perfect "dressy outfit". He went through 3 different shirt and tie combos to find the "right one". He wanted to look his best...and he did.


I knew this was gonna be a big deal as soon as he started worrying about his outfit. He doesn't normally ever care what he wears. He was also very adamit about what "what time it was". From the time we picked him up from school until 6:30 all he could talk about was the "program" and not "being late". He must've asked me what time it was a thousand times.


When he got home from school, he was on his "very best behavior". He did all of his chores with out being asked. He did his reading so carefully and perfect. He made sure his fingernails were "dirt free" before he got out of the bath. (we usually have a problem with dirty fingernails and he has to get back in the tub till there clean...I have a few issues. I'm working on them). The whole 6 minute drive it takes to get to school, this normally too chatty little boy was silent. Off in the world of "programs".


We arrived promptly at 6:45, right on time. I walked my little man to his kindergarten class room where he joined his classmates. He went straight to his chair and sat down, hands folded together. And I watched him for a minute...And that's when my heart got all warm and fuzzy and the tears started coming. My six year old little boy was soon to "graduate" from kindergarten into the world of grades with actual numbers. And although I am proud of him...I am sad. Where did the time go? Where is my baby boy? Who is this kid?



His "program" was beautiful. He did fabulous. He spoke loud and clear. He was right on time with all of their hand and foot motions. He sang loud with the rest of his class. But the best part was that he looked at me and smiled at me the whole program. And I smiled back and tears fell down my face the whole time. It was beautiful. He was beautiful.


When it was over and I went to his classroom to pick him up. He said "Mommy I know why you were crying." I said "you do?" And he said "Yep, it's because I maked you proud. Didn't I?"...and then more tears followed. He does make me proud. Especially on occasions like that!

thoughts on dragons and such

Just in case you watched the movie...How to train your dragon...


and you didn't get enough information on training your dragons. Or if you didn't get a chance to see the movie,


and you happen to have a dragon


or three


hanging out around or inside your house,


I could probably give you a few extra pointers...You know, just in case ;)

confessions

There are quite a few reasons I started a blog. One, my friend made it look like so much fun. Two, I thought it would be sort of therapeutic for the Grandparents...and my self. Three, I needed more room to explain some of the pictures I take.

But the biggest reason I started a blog was because I simply ran out of room in their baby books. Those things are crammed slap full of firsts, silly little accomplishments, hospital garb, shot records, hand prints...and such. I started this blog because I didn't want to forget. I wanted to remember little mile stones that my d's have reached and surpassed. I wanted to remember my insane conversations with middle d. I wanted to remember little d's short and simple sentences...I didn't want to forget.

I haven't blogged much in the past couple of weeks honestly because I was afraid that my life wouldn't be interesting enough for people to want to read. Shady, I know, but that's the truth. I would log in to my blogger account, read other posts, comment on them and log out.

I forgot my inspiration for blogging. I forgot the reason I started my blog. This blog isn't here to entertain others. This blog is for ME! Don't get me wrong, I love sharing my d's with the world! But that is not why I did this. I think it's amazing that others read this. Comments tickle me pink. But, back to reality...from now on, my posts may not be interesting or funny. Most of them will probably be like they have been lately. Short. And. Simple. But after all, this is so I wont forget. That's what it's all about. Right?

Yes. I know. Ramble, ramble, ramble...and in my own defense, just in case I need a defense. It is 1:30 in the morning. I have a migraine. I have taken lots of zomig, benadryl, and even a 'scrip pain pill. Yep, I'm pretty sure I'm having a medication induced...what is that word I'm searching for???...Oh, I don't know...

On that note *laughing at myself* here is my favorite picture from Easter Sunday!



And this one comes in second. Only because of middle d's expression. His thoughts are written all over his face. "Why are we still taking pictures of this crying thing?" "Why aren't we eating lunch?" "Why should I smile? I'm not happy?" "Why can't I just take a picture by myself?" "When can we leave?"...It's there! Every. Single. Bit of it!


And last but certianly not least. My first born baby girl. She makes my heart all warm inside. Her love for me is truly unconditional. She tries her very best to make me happy, and she does an awsome job. She's the best big sister a little sister could ask for. And she has the most...patient soul. She leaves my mind almost completely blank when I try to describe her. The only word that comes to mind is Love. Because that's what she does. That's what she's full of.

corn on the cobb

Mama always said life was like a box of chocolates...just kidding. But seriously, My grandma always said...









If theres a will. Theres a way!

Spring Saturdays

I haven't blogged much the past couple of weeks because we've been so busy. We start early in the morning and just keep going straight into the evening. Time seems to be flying by lately. Spring makes me happy...beyond happy actually!


Last Saturday, we arose bright and shiny in the morning so that we could go to the bigger d's 9 a.m. soccer game. I love it when games are early in the morning! The bigger d's seem to love it as well. They won! This is the fourth game in a row that they have won. I'm sure it is really good for their ego. I know it is for mine ;) I'm gonna take a second and brag just a little...We beat them 16 - 3! And my middle d scored two of those goals! Big D didn't score any goals because she was "defender" (goalie) most of the game.


After our 9 a.m. game that ended at almost 11 we headed home for some lunch. I bathed the d's and got them ready for the 2 o'clock birthday party we were invited to by our soccer coach. At 3:30 we left the birthday party and headed over to another "fabulous" birthday bash that ended at...well I don't know when it ended. But I know we left at around 9 p.m. Did I mention that this was Steven's only Saturday off this month? Well, it was.


Sunday morning, we arose bright and shiny again to worship. We had a meeting after worship that lasted until 2 p.m. We drove home from that meeting only to turn around at 5 p.m and drive back to the church building for some more soul warming worship. After worship, we went to an un-birthday party at the Websters home and were there until 10 p.m. And Monday? Well it was just as busy and ended with a migraine that lasted a full 24 hours. Needless to say, I am exhausted. I'm sure this blog wasn't interesting at all, but we can't win em all huh?


But speaking of interesting, little d wore the same pair of panties for six hours today! Middle d has a loose tooth and he read almost all of green eggs and ham! And Big D's front top tooth finally popped through a little bit. Hopefully it will start to show before her other two loose teeth come out!

Look what God did!

This morning in class, little d's lesson was about God giving us flowers and trees. I talked with her quickly about how God gave us lots of things and really stressed flowers and trees. We drew pictures of flowers and trees, read books about flowers and trees, and eventually walked outside to "find" flowers and trees and thank God for giving us flowers and trees.


While we were outside, little d pointed out all of the things that she knew the names for. She new most everything but occasionally I got a "Mommy? Who dat?" and I gave her the answer, she repeated it, and thanked God for it. She liked this game and decided to turn the table. She would run to something and "Who dat?" it. I would say what ever it was and she would say "Yep, tank eew God." Sometimes she'd say, "Mommy. See dat? God did it!"

We got back in time for the first bell to ring. I encouraged her to "help" clean up the mess we had made. And she simply replied:

"Mommy?!? God did it! God make mess me." God keen up mess me. Tank eew God!"

2 Samuel 10:4

Tonight we had our Friday night bible study for our youth at Northside. We have been studying David for a while now. Tonight we got to a rather humerus part in the book of second Samuel. So humerus in fact that Steven decided that perhaps the youth should resemble the servants of David.

So Ha'nun took the servants of David and shaved off half of their beards and cut their garments in half to their buttocks and sent them away...


Well, not fully resemble them, but partially :)


I love it when he does stuff like this. I would find it really hard to forget.
Oh, and by the way. I captured unblurry motion on manual setting today! Go me! Oh and also look over her potty training attire. I promise she matched four outfits ago!


Happy Friday everyone!!!

Home.

Today. I am sick. Home sick. I have been all week. Easter is my favorite holiday. It always has been since I was a little child. Every year on Easter my family would all get together at my Grandmas or my Aunts house and celebrate. I grew up with 16 cousins. Every year, rain or shine, we would get together and celebrate family.

This year, I am 700 miles from my family. This year, I am 13 hours from my family. And for the first time since we moved here, my heart is broken. It is home sick. I am home sick. Tears are welling up in my eyes as I sit here and write this post. I miss them. I just miss them.

Most every other day, I am thankful for the opportunity to live here. I am thankful for the church family and the support we have while we are living here. I don't even think about it most of the time. But this week, It's all I've been able to think about.Home. I want to go home!

A quick question

Little d



would like to know



why mommy and daddy would take her to the park



with no intentions of letting her play on the play ground?!?



Just asking?!?

Sweetness

My little d woke up a happy little d this morning. Look over her bed head and snotty nose. Look at what she is doing.





Did you notice??? That blond headed blue eyed babe is lookin' right at me. And she is smiling! Cross your fingers and hope that she is over her "I refuse to look at you or smile while you're trying to take a picture" stage. It has been a long 4 or five months...

Oh yeah, check out middle d's "woody buzz light year boo boos" aren't they the greatest boo boos (if you have to have boo boos) ever?


She thinks so too!

....not really, band aids make her crazy and hysterical. She freaks out. I think she thinks that band aids are what make boo boos. We were hoping the new band aids would help her out a little...but so far, no such luck. Any suggestions?

Daddy's home!!!

This is what a whole 6 days without Daddy will do to a playroom.



We are soo thankful that he is finally home. Now maybe Mommy will have a little more time to focus on cleaning and organizing. She obviously was way to busy to do this while he was gone.


Thank you Daddy! Your such a patient and wonderful playmate!





By the way, those pics are of little d "putting daddy nap". She read him an "age appropriate" story, covered him up with a "banket", and gave him a baby and a Jessie. Obviously those are things you need to sleep with in order to have a good nap.

Happy Friday Everyone!!!