I already mentioned the heart day girl that I am NOT....I did get a gift though. Want to know what makes this girl happy?!? A new office chair...100% artificial leather. Seriously! (Jon read it off the side of the box.) He put it together for me tonight and I'm enjoying it right now.
Thanks, love!
Monday, February 15, 2010
Oh "Heart Day"!
I would love to be sitting down to tell you how much I love the holiday set aside for sharing all of your love. I'm ok without the day...really. I'm so high maintenance *surprise* that I want to be told how much I'm loved by those that love me year around. I'm not a dozen rose type of girl...too predictable or a candlelight dinner...I want to see what I'm eating. I don't really need slow dancing in the living room....I have too much to say and to get down.
Instead, I'm going to tell you that the smell of death is upon my house and it arrived on heart day. I had a great day at church. I had two fantastic teams working with my kiddos, so I didn't worry about them once. Scarfed down some leftovers for lunch standing up in the kitchen. Then we hit the road with mom and dad for IKEA. Yea, that's right...my sweet husband was taking me to Ikea for the day. (Everyone in our car except Rea and I were Ikea virgins.) We conquered/endured that trip...mom and dad were so helpful with Rea and we made productive purchases. The hungry carload headed to the Brandon Mall for some California Pizza Kitchen (used to be a personal favorite). We enjoyed our time together and our meals...my usual, BBQ chicken salad. I ate way too much and still couldn't finish it, so Jon finished it off. I chased Jon and Rea to the car because it was FREEZING out. I knew I was way too full on the ride home and did not feel well. We did our normal...Jon unloads the car and I take Rea upstairs to bed. I barely got her to her room...laid her on the floor...and went straight to the bathroom! I'm going to spare you A LOT of details and just leave it at....I made numerous visits to my little toilet room. I was sick as a dog...lost 5 pounds over night. My dear husband went to work and came home early to make several visits to his toilet room.
My mom came over this morning to help me. When she arrived, I was half conscious on the couch and Rea was in her highchair with everything she could need...bib, yogurt, spoon, juice, and the TV in sight. Mom cleaned my kitchen and took Rea with her.
Jon and I spent the day in bed together, but not like you think post V-day would look like. We have spent this evening removing the smell of death from our room....two toilets are nice in the moment, but that means twice the smell removing. Its crazy how quickly that smell can travel! So, this is how we do romantic evenings. :)
I certainly do love the man in my life....even when he's as sick as a dog.
P.S. I do have sweet little memories of heart day from childhood. My dad would always do something special for us...flowers and cards for all of the ladies sitting on the dining room table. I knew year round that he loved us, but even more on this day. Thanks, Dad! (Or....did mom make him do it?!?! Mmmm) :)
Instead, I'm going to tell you that the smell of death is upon my house and it arrived on heart day. I had a great day at church. I had two fantastic teams working with my kiddos, so I didn't worry about them once. Scarfed down some leftovers for lunch standing up in the kitchen. Then we hit the road with mom and dad for IKEA. Yea, that's right...my sweet husband was taking me to Ikea for the day. (Everyone in our car except Rea and I were Ikea virgins.) We conquered/endured that trip...mom and dad were so helpful with Rea and we made productive purchases. The hungry carload headed to the Brandon Mall for some California Pizza Kitchen (used to be a personal favorite). We enjoyed our time together and our meals...my usual, BBQ chicken salad. I ate way too much and still couldn't finish it, so Jon finished it off. I chased Jon and Rea to the car because it was FREEZING out. I knew I was way too full on the ride home and did not feel well. We did our normal...Jon unloads the car and I take Rea upstairs to bed. I barely got her to her room...laid her on the floor...and went straight to the bathroom! I'm going to spare you A LOT of details and just leave it at....I made numerous visits to my little toilet room. I was sick as a dog...lost 5 pounds over night. My dear husband went to work and came home early to make several visits to his toilet room.
My mom came over this morning to help me. When she arrived, I was half conscious on the couch and Rea was in her highchair with everything she could need...bib, yogurt, spoon, juice, and the TV in sight. Mom cleaned my kitchen and took Rea with her.
Jon and I spent the day in bed together, but not like you think post V-day would look like. We have spent this evening removing the smell of death from our room....two toilets are nice in the moment, but that means twice the smell removing. Its crazy how quickly that smell can travel! So, this is how we do romantic evenings. :)
I certainly do love the man in my life....even when he's as sick as a dog.
P.S. I do have sweet little memories of heart day from childhood. My dad would always do something special for us...flowers and cards for all of the ladies sitting on the dining room table. I knew year round that he loved us, but even more on this day. Thanks, Dad! (Or....did mom make him do it?!?! Mmmm) :)
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Saw this and liked it.
"The value of marriage is not that adults produce children but that children produce adults.”
--Peter De Vries
I get this....
"Because having children is not only life's question, but life's answer. Children will push you to grow. It is honest, painful work. True, you may lose yourself in bearing children, but in raising them, you find yourself again. And realize you are somehow more. You are smoother in places that used to be rough. And that is good." --from Mormon Mommy Blogs
--Peter De Vries
I get this....
"Because having children is not only life's question, but life's answer. Children will push you to grow. It is honest, painful work. True, you may lose yourself in bearing children, but in raising them, you find yourself again. And realize you are somehow more. You are smoother in places that used to be rough. And that is good." --from Mormon Mommy Blogs
~special thanks to A Walk in the Park~ :)
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Seriously?!?
I was just thinking the other day that I haven't had any crazy, random stories. Well, I spoke too soon!
Setting it up....Rea and I do our normal Monday grocery shopping. She does rather well and it was a pleasant visit. (Used 18 coupons and saved almost $60.00) I had a few bigger items than normal, the bagger really wanted to get me a second cart, and I insisted that I wanted to use the cart that MY BABY was in. Then I always have to beat them off because they want to help me to my car...they probably feel sorry for me because I look 15, have a kid, and now all these groceries. I don't need them or want them today.
So here is where it gets good.....I get to my vehicle...load all 500 of my groceries while Rea greets the arriving vehicles...I place my money, phone, etc on the front seat...I lay Rea on the back seat to change her diaper when I realize she has peed through her diaper and now her pants and shirt are wet. I give her my keys to play with while I undress her and change her diaper. I then put her in her seat undressed and buckle her in....she is still playing with the keys. I shut the door and think "I better hurry around to the other side because she might accidentally lock the car." WELL.......It was too late! Everything is locked and my phone is inside. I have 2 seconds of panicking and then calmly walk back into Publix, wait in the lottery line, ask to use their phone, call Jon and ask him to come. I thank the kind employees and head back out to wait by my locked vehicle.
At this point, Rea is as content as can be. She has her pipe, she's undressed, and she's still playing with the keys. Thankfully, its February so it wasn't 1,000 degrees out. She starts to press the "locked" button and the car starts honking. I start to laugh because I can't believe this is my life...I have a kid? A kid that is pressing the button to lock my car AGAIN? I'm in sweats standing in a grocery store parking lot? Locked out? This is my life? hahahaha So, now I'm laughing so she continues to honk the horn and laugh because she knows that's why I'm laughing. The store manager comes out to make sure I'm ok and I'm getting all types of looks because I'm chilling by my honking car!
Jon showed up in a matter of moments to save the day and now I have this dumb story to share. So I did so well for 19 months, but now I have joined the "lock my kid in the car" club.
I hope you have a good day...no matter where you find yourself standing!
Setting it up....Rea and I do our normal Monday grocery shopping. She does rather well and it was a pleasant visit. (Used 18 coupons and saved almost $60.00) I had a few bigger items than normal, the bagger really wanted to get me a second cart, and I insisted that I wanted to use the cart that MY BABY was in. Then I always have to beat them off because they want to help me to my car...they probably feel sorry for me because I look 15, have a kid, and now all these groceries. I don't need them or want them today.
So here is where it gets good.....I get to my vehicle...load all 500 of my groceries while Rea greets the arriving vehicles...I place my money, phone, etc on the front seat...I lay Rea on the back seat to change her diaper when I realize she has peed through her diaper and now her pants and shirt are wet. I give her my keys to play with while I undress her and change her diaper. I then put her in her seat undressed and buckle her in....she is still playing with the keys. I shut the door and think "I better hurry around to the other side because she might accidentally lock the car." WELL.......It was too late! Everything is locked and my phone is inside. I have 2 seconds of panicking and then calmly walk back into Publix, wait in the lottery line, ask to use their phone, call Jon and ask him to come. I thank the kind employees and head back out to wait by my locked vehicle.
At this point, Rea is as content as can be. She has her pipe, she's undressed, and she's still playing with the keys. Thankfully, its February so it wasn't 1,000 degrees out. She starts to press the "locked" button and the car starts honking. I start to laugh because I can't believe this is my life...I have a kid? A kid that is pressing the button to lock my car AGAIN? I'm in sweats standing in a grocery store parking lot? Locked out? This is my life? hahahaha So, now I'm laughing so she continues to honk the horn and laugh because she knows that's why I'm laughing. The store manager comes out to make sure I'm ok and I'm getting all types of looks because I'm chilling by my honking car!
Jon showed up in a matter of moments to save the day and now I have this dumb story to share. So I did so well for 19 months, but now I have joined the "lock my kid in the car" club.
I hope you have a good day...no matter where you find yourself standing!
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
I must not delay another minute!
Over the past few weeks...no months really, I've been telling myself that I need to write down the new words and things Rea is doing. I swear there is something new everyday. There are so many frequent changes that I have a hard time documenting them all. I don't want her to grow up and I forget them...especially the little things.
So as she goes from climbing on the chair behind me to sitting on the floor and wrapping her little toys in trash she just pulled from the can, I will try to do what I can....
Favorite words.... bye, ouch, stuck, snack, bowl, daaad, yea, no, hey, uh oh, woah, here, what's that
*We are starting to get rid of the pipe (paci) so before she can get out of bed she hands us her pipe and we put it on the window sill. This was a place near her bed, but just out of reach. She then learned to use the wipes container as a stool to get it. So we started to put the wipes container on her book shelf. The stinkin' girl now gets the wipes container down, puts it in place, and gets the pipe. It is not nap time and she has it in right now because of this.
*Tells us what the duck, cow, dog, and lion says. Knows where her eyes, ears, nose, tongue, teeth, hair, and belly are.
*She gets the bag of dishwasher tablets from the cabinet, asks me to open it, takes one out, puts it in the compartment in the washer, closes the little door, closes the big door, and presses the button to start it.
*Loves to sit in your lap while you read books to her.
*Getting two back molars on the bottom.
*Loves the bath! When you ask her if she wants to take a bath, she knows to go get her towel, washcloth, and go to the bathroom. She has been using the circular metal thing on the side of the tub as a mirror. So she puts washcloths on her head and talks to herself in the "mirror".
*Asks for lotion or soap on her hands or she pretends to put it on herself.
*Nothing makes her happier than to crawl around the inside of the car.
*When she sees a baby or knows someone is sleeping, she puts her finger over her nose and says "shh".
*While I'm loading everything up to go into a grocery store....Rea, cart cover, grocery bags, money, coupons, list, snacks, drink, etc.....Rea sits in the shopping cart and says hi and bye to cars and people that drive by. Actually, it's more like she yells it and waves. Once in the store, she yells bye and waves as we pass people in the aisles.
*When she's excited about something, she bends over, slaps her knees or covers her mouth, and gets giddy.
*She goes in and out of the house as she pleases when the doors are unlocked.
*She grunts and makes a straining face when she is struggling to carry or open something. She also makes the same face when I'm doing the same thing...like she is trying to help or sympathizing with me.
*Love the way she puts her hand out, palm up when I ask her a question and she doesn't know the answer.
....this is enough for now....will remember more later.
So as she goes from climbing on the chair behind me to sitting on the floor and wrapping her little toys in trash she just pulled from the can, I will try to do what I can....
Favorite words.... bye, ouch, stuck, snack, bowl, daaad, yea, no, hey, uh oh, woah, here, what's that
*We are starting to get rid of the pipe (paci) so before she can get out of bed she hands us her pipe and we put it on the window sill. This was a place near her bed, but just out of reach. She then learned to use the wipes container as a stool to get it. So we started to put the wipes container on her book shelf. The stinkin' girl now gets the wipes container down, puts it in place, and gets the pipe. It is not nap time and she has it in right now because of this.
*Tells us what the duck, cow, dog, and lion says. Knows where her eyes, ears, nose, tongue, teeth, hair, and belly are.
*She gets the bag of dishwasher tablets from the cabinet, asks me to open it, takes one out, puts it in the compartment in the washer, closes the little door, closes the big door, and presses the button to start it.
*Loves to sit in your lap while you read books to her.
*Getting two back molars on the bottom.
*Loves the bath! When you ask her if she wants to take a bath, she knows to go get her towel, washcloth, and go to the bathroom. She has been using the circular metal thing on the side of the tub as a mirror. So she puts washcloths on her head and talks to herself in the "mirror".
*Asks for lotion or soap on her hands or she pretends to put it on herself.
*Nothing makes her happier than to crawl around the inside of the car.
*When she sees a baby or knows someone is sleeping, she puts her finger over her nose and says "shh".
*While I'm loading everything up to go into a grocery store....Rea, cart cover, grocery bags, money, coupons, list, snacks, drink, etc.....Rea sits in the shopping cart and says hi and bye to cars and people that drive by. Actually, it's more like she yells it and waves. Once in the store, she yells bye and waves as we pass people in the aisles.
*When she's excited about something, she bends over, slaps her knees or covers her mouth, and gets giddy.
*She goes in and out of the house as she pleases when the doors are unlocked.
*She grunts and makes a straining face when she is struggling to carry or open something. She also makes the same face when I'm doing the same thing...like she is trying to help or sympathizing with me.
*Love the way she puts her hand out, palm up when I ask her a question and she doesn't know the answer.
....this is enough for now....will remember more later.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Stealing a post
I subbed today and had a full day of concerning thoughts, so I don't have a lot of to offer the blog. However, I know I need something.
So I'm stealing a post from a fellow blogger! (my cousin's photographer and friend actually)
Top 10 things you learn as a new mommy...although this isn't my EXACT top 10 items, it sure is a good start and will certainly work for my struggling blog.
Talk soon!
So I'm stealing a post from a fellow blogger! (my cousin's photographer and friend actually)
Top 10 things you learn as a new mommy...although this isn't my EXACT top 10 items, it sure is a good start and will certainly work for my struggling blog.
Talk soon!
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