It rained it rained! Normally, you don't want that on a weekend but it's been SO dry and there have been SO many wildfires destroying acreage around here that this is just something NO ONE could complain about. Ok...well there are those that COULD find something to complain about ANYTHING (I won't name names) but not today!
Yes, we FINALLY got all the Christmas goodies down and packed up in our house. Wow that seems like so much more work that it was putting it up! Andy threw his back out the first week or so of January and then I had a stomach bug last week and wasn't about to exert energy so this was the optimal day to get it done. It's just so amazing how must STUFF I have! I love Christmas stuff though. I collect Santa and hope to eventually have ONE tree in my home completely dedicated to nothing BUT Santa ornaments!
It evokes a sadness however that just comes over you when you see your naked mantle... it was adorned with a sparkling lit garland, ornaments and shiny silver stocking holders... now it's just plain and boring with a few books and candleholders. The entry way table used to boast a hand-made ceramic nativity scene that my grandmother made for me and now it's just got crystal picture frames. The bannister leading up stairs had pine garland corkscrewing up the staircase entwined with white lights and now it's just a barren wooden handrail. I so look forward every year to going into the attic after Thanksgiving and going through my boxes of "stuff". There are so many cherished memories in those boxes.... my little stuffed snowbear holding a personalized paper heart with Josh's name on it. It was a little gift from his first Christmas... or all the little Classic Winnie the Pooh ornaments that I put on his first tree. Our beautiful needlepoint stockings we hang by the chimney ever year... with care. Then there are those handmade ornaments that I get from Josh every year. Those are truly my favorite... the painted puzzle piece wreath... bead candycane, tongue depressor snowman... i love them all and can't wait to add to my collection every year! :) These are the things that make my season special so to put them away is like saying goodbye to so many special things. But next year it's like I've struck gold with each box I unpack. :) I guess I've always got my own little treasure tucked away in the attic. :)
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Monday, January 16, 2006
Pregnancy is so cute...
on everyone else! I went to Andy's cousin-in-law's baby shower with his mom today. Jeff Berry (singer of the Jeff Berry Band, a religious singing group) and his wife, Anna, are expecting their first child and we hit the George Bush Tpke to go visit the shin-dig in Garland. Anna wore this tight fitting outfit that I don't know if I could have worn if it were me but it was SO CUTE! Pregnant women are so cute! (As long as it's not me!) I'd still like to lose the babyweight from DREW! UGH When I got back from the shower, Josh's best friend, Matt Cagle was in town from Illinois where they moved last year so he came over to spend the night.
I can't remember the last time I saw Joshua SO excited! He literally was THRILLED to see Matt AND to have his first REAL sleepover. (We attempted on with another friend, Sterling, but he missed his mom too much -- poor kid). I remember those days. They camped out in the tent in the family room, ate smores, popcorn, I took them to Chuck E Cheese. It was a great time for them both! :) Josh can't wait to see them again. The only sad part was watching Josh really become emotional when Matt was leaving. He went out to hug him twice...walking back just crying his little eyes out. It's hard watching your children hurt at life's unkind realities. But, this IS the electronic age and cell phones and internet make communication much easier. I hope they'll stay in touch for the long haul.... I know me and Matt's mother will! :)
I can't remember the last time I saw Joshua SO excited! He literally was THRILLED to see Matt AND to have his first REAL sleepover. (We attempted on with another friend, Sterling, but he missed his mom too much -- poor kid). I remember those days. They camped out in the tent in the family room, ate smores, popcorn, I took them to Chuck E Cheese. It was a great time for them both! :) Josh can't wait to see them again. The only sad part was watching Josh really become emotional when Matt was leaving. He went out to hug him twice...walking back just crying his little eyes out. It's hard watching your children hurt at life's unkind realities. But, this IS the electronic age and cell phones and internet make communication much easier. I hope they'll stay in touch for the long haul.... I know me and Matt's mother will! :)
Friday, January 13, 2006
Wasting away to nothing....
OK...so he's NOT wasting away to nothing but Drew has gone from the 97 percentile to the 23rd and it was cause for concern at his 18th month check-up today. So he weighed 23 pounds but part of that was because he'd gone the prior two days eating nothing but bananas and milk. I'd gone on the "I'm sick of you eating nothing but babyfood mush and crackers so you're going to eat what I want you to eat" diet. This, in turn, led him to be welcomed into TAA (toddler anorexic anonymous) -- otherwise known as "I won't touch a vegetable, fruit, meat or anything other than mush and crackers so HA" diet. So, tests are scheduled for next Thursday, the 15th. :( Major bummer.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Drew's a Medal Winner
Ok, so he's not a medal winner but he got his first medal for graduating from his Little Gym class. They called his name...and he went up on the mats and she placed his medal over his head and let it dangle and he looked SO ..... UPSET! lol He hates "Things" to be ON him. At the GCSML meetings, they put a little band on the wrist for ID / Security purposes... he had a SCREAMING fit because it was on there and they had to cut it off! He really just freaks out... Photos from the medal ceremony were too funny!
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Friday, January 6, 2006
To the Crop.... Crop till you Drop... A Cropping We Will Go
Today I atteded the GCS Mom's League monthly meeting and heard a great speaker talk about home decor. It's inspirational -- overwhelming, but inspirational! Drew did okay in the childcare (big plus!) We went home.. he napped.. usual shin dig...
then I started packing... why? Am I moving out... Of course not... tonight is the first of my monthly crops! I set up shop at Miss Maude's Market in Keller. It's dimly lit and quarters are a bit cramped BUT it's SO quaint and cute and fun. I really liked it. I got all my swap materials completed so I'm done with swaps for good now. I've done way too many in the last of the year and the first of this year so now that February is just around the corner, no more swaps for me. I just realized that I joined them because they sounded so fun but I never use the stuff I get. So, why am I incurring the expense and stress to make stuff for everyone else? It's just dumb. SO...no more. I wind up sending 90% of the stuff I do get to my sister to see if she could use them and if not, she can always give it to some of the scrappers out there.
So, I plan to do more scrapping now that I've at least got one evening dedicated every month just to ME with no kids... :) AAaahhh... scrapping! It's a great life!
then I started packing... why? Am I moving out... Of course not... tonight is the first of my monthly crops! I set up shop at Miss Maude's Market in Keller. It's dimly lit and quarters are a bit cramped BUT it's SO quaint and cute and fun. I really liked it. I got all my swap materials completed so I'm done with swaps for good now. I've done way too many in the last of the year and the first of this year so now that February is just around the corner, no more swaps for me. I just realized that I joined them because they sounded so fun but I never use the stuff I get. So, why am I incurring the expense and stress to make stuff for everyone else? It's just dumb. SO...no more. I wind up sending 90% of the stuff I do get to my sister to see if she could use them and if not, she can always give it to some of the scrappers out there.
So, I plan to do more scrapping now that I've at least got one evening dedicated every month just to ME with no kids... :) AAaahhh... scrapping! It's a great life!
Tuesday, January 3, 2006
They're Coming To Take Me Away Ha ha!!!
Well, I thought I was going ot have to have myself committed today. I have a teething 17 month old that is literally capable from going from zero to hysterics in a matter of milliseconds. IT's been an adventure. I think Josh was the silent sufferer. I never knew he had a molar -- no fits of screaming, no psychotic tantrums, no night and day, no Jeckel and Hyde -- just one day, there it was. This child seems to think you're the anti-Christ if he doesn't get his way IMMEDIATELY. It's UNbelievable. Un-FREAKIN believable. Now I know why some animals eat their young.
We went to Little Gym this morning... Drew had a good time, Josh didn't seem to understand that it was Drew's time with mommy in the spotlight having all the fun -- not his. He didn't take to that idea very well. I tried to explain to him that now he can understand and appreciate how Drew feels at his soccer practice and soccer games, t-ball practice and t-ball games, basketball practice and basketball games. And that whining for a 45 minute gym class was just not going to cut it with me. :) Besides, I have been running really low on patience, sympathy or empathy with this teething trip we're on.
Drew's taken pretty kindly to naps today so that's a good thing... so horrible to think that it's not a nap... he's recharging the wail value. UGH.
Josh had basketball practice tonight. Did much better. I have such a sweet natured, unaggressive child. He needs to get in their face. Every person he was guarding scored a goal. He's afraid to hurt their feelings... and he won't keep his freakin fingers out of his mouth. I told him I was going to dip them in pepper juice... should I REALLY resort to that?! It's maddening! He's chewing on his fingers like a mental patient! Maybe it's me who should be committed! They're coming to take me away ... ha ha...
Dinner tonight was on Dad -- thanks for the Chili's gift certificates.. it saved me because I was in NO MOOD to cook DIDDLY squat after this day! Drew's in bed... after falling off the big chair backwards... this kid WILL wind up in the ER before he's 2 with a broken something.... UGH.... Josh is in his bunk not realizing how early tomorrow will really be with it being his first day back to school and then there's me.. in here playing catchup on life!
Gotta get those swaps mailed out but I'm so zapped... I just am literally drained of life by 7:30 pm.
We went to Little Gym this morning... Drew had a good time, Josh didn't seem to understand that it was Drew's time with mommy in the spotlight having all the fun -- not his. He didn't take to that idea very well. I tried to explain to him that now he can understand and appreciate how Drew feels at his soccer practice and soccer games, t-ball practice and t-ball games, basketball practice and basketball games. And that whining for a 45 minute gym class was just not going to cut it with me. :) Besides, I have been running really low on patience, sympathy or empathy with this teething trip we're on.
Drew's taken pretty kindly to naps today so that's a good thing... so horrible to think that it's not a nap... he's recharging the wail value. UGH.
Josh had basketball practice tonight. Did much better. I have such a sweet natured, unaggressive child. He needs to get in their face. Every person he was guarding scored a goal. He's afraid to hurt their feelings... and he won't keep his freakin fingers out of his mouth. I told him I was going to dip them in pepper juice... should I REALLY resort to that?! It's maddening! He's chewing on his fingers like a mental patient! Maybe it's me who should be committed! They're coming to take me away ... ha ha...
Dinner tonight was on Dad -- thanks for the Chili's gift certificates.. it saved me because I was in NO MOOD to cook DIDDLY squat after this day! Drew's in bed... after falling off the big chair backwards... this kid WILL wind up in the ER before he's 2 with a broken something.... UGH.... Josh is in his bunk not realizing how early tomorrow will really be with it being his first day back to school and then there's me.. in here playing catchup on life!
Gotta get those swaps mailed out but I'm so zapped... I just am literally drained of life by 7:30 pm.
Monday, December 19, 2005
Doing Laundry is FUN?
Well, I suppose it is if you're 17 months old and mommy hands you a big bundle of wet clothes for you to stick inside the black hole. How exciting that must be. I have a child that LOVES to help with the laundry. Once the clothes are done tumbling, he loves to pull them out of the dryer and hand them to me. Of course, it's usually much to fast and some of them wind up on the floor -- did I mention the dogs sleep in this room so yes, some of my nice, fresh, warm, clean clothes have a nice addition of Boston hair. Oh well. :) I guess that's just what happens when you're a mom.
He also loves to help empty the dishwasher. Nothing breakable of course but he loves to put away his and Josh's bowls, cups and plates. Everything goes into whatever cabinet he opens. It's really very cute.
He's expanded his vocabulary somewhat in the last couple of weeks. One of my Christmas displays is in the breakfast nook and it's three small Hawthorne Village houses. Each of which comes with a little "extra"... an antique car for one, a horse drawn carriage for another and two people wearing period clothing in another. When it's time for him to eat, he points to the car and screams "KAH" and then makes a car motor sound. I usually then take the car off the shelf and go vroom vroom up one arm, over his head and down the other and let it drive itself back onto the shelf. Before the car has parked he's screaming NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE... that's what HIS horsey says. :) so we gallop up an arm, over his head and down the other arm...then dinner continues.
He LOVES to have the little Christmas tree plugged into his room. It's about 3' high and is completely bare but for the star shaped red, green, orange and yellow lights. He just thinks that tree is the cat's pajamas! Let me tell you.
He can say Christmas tree, too. Well, it's more like he heaves Christmas tree. It's three distinct heaves.... so that he is saying all three syllables. It's quite a hoot!
We colored some coloring pages on Saturday for his Christmas gifts to his grandparents this year and I told him all the color names. He picked up the blue and said "boo"? I was floored. He didn't like the red -- threw it to the floor repeatedly. Probably because Josh had peeled off the wrapper. He only likes the crayons with wrappers.
Speaking of Josh.... he's in Iowa. Made it to the airport in what could only be described as a complete act of God. He left town Saturday morning... Friday night Andy and I went out to see Pat Green at Billy Bob's in Fort Worth with some friends so I spent the better part of the day packing Josh up. Making outfits, etc. Well, of COURSE we couldn't find his coat when it was time to go so we spent a good 20 minutes running around the house... he was at the door about to cry saying he'd just go without one... there is over six inches of snow on the ground... like I'd let him go without one...well, guess what? I let him go without one. I told Bob it's either we search for the coat or he'd miss his flight. They made the flight, he had no coat but Bob met him at the airport with a ski jacket for their upcoming ski trip the next day. Not that there are any places to REALLY ski -- after all, it IS Iowa... but I'm sure it was big and fun for Josh and that's all that matters.. he's warm, safe and has a coat. Now... where his real one is... probably at school in his locker still. UGH!
He also loves to help empty the dishwasher. Nothing breakable of course but he loves to put away his and Josh's bowls, cups and plates. Everything goes into whatever cabinet he opens. It's really very cute.
He's expanded his vocabulary somewhat in the last couple of weeks. One of my Christmas displays is in the breakfast nook and it's three small Hawthorne Village houses. Each of which comes with a little "extra"... an antique car for one, a horse drawn carriage for another and two people wearing period clothing in another. When it's time for him to eat, he points to the car and screams "KAH" and then makes a car motor sound. I usually then take the car off the shelf and go vroom vroom up one arm, over his head and down the other and let it drive itself back onto the shelf. Before the car has parked he's screaming NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE... that's what HIS horsey says. :) so we gallop up an arm, over his head and down the other arm...then dinner continues.
He LOVES to have the little Christmas tree plugged into his room. It's about 3' high and is completely bare but for the star shaped red, green, orange and yellow lights. He just thinks that tree is the cat's pajamas! Let me tell you.
He can say Christmas tree, too. Well, it's more like he heaves Christmas tree. It's three distinct heaves.... so that he is saying all three syllables. It's quite a hoot!
We colored some coloring pages on Saturday for his Christmas gifts to his grandparents this year and I told him all the color names. He picked up the blue and said "boo"? I was floored. He didn't like the red -- threw it to the floor repeatedly. Probably because Josh had peeled off the wrapper. He only likes the crayons with wrappers.
Speaking of Josh.... he's in Iowa. Made it to the airport in what could only be described as a complete act of God. He left town Saturday morning... Friday night Andy and I went out to see Pat Green at Billy Bob's in Fort Worth with some friends so I spent the better part of the day packing Josh up. Making outfits, etc. Well, of COURSE we couldn't find his coat when it was time to go so we spent a good 20 minutes running around the house... he was at the door about to cry saying he'd just go without one... there is over six inches of snow on the ground... like I'd let him go without one...well, guess what? I let him go without one. I told Bob it's either we search for the coat or he'd miss his flight. They made the flight, he had no coat but Bob met him at the airport with a ski jacket for their upcoming ski trip the next day. Not that there are any places to REALLY ski -- after all, it IS Iowa... but I'm sure it was big and fun for Josh and that's all that matters.. he's warm, safe and has a coat. Now... where his real one is... probably at school in his locker still. UGH!
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