Monday, May 24, 2010

Fa What?

I was reading a friend's blog, and was cracking up at an outburst her son had during church. It reminded me of nice little episode we had last year when we were still in Portland that I don't think I posted. Keep in mind this is a retro post and the LG was only 2 at the time. The LG needed his diaper changed right as the first meeting at church started. After cleaning him up, he was being very reluctant about returning to the quiet and sit still he usually endures (rather poorly). I tried encouraging him by suggesting we get back in there so we could find Gina - one of his very favorite adults, and one of our favorite friends. This seemed to do the trick and he cheerfully held my hand as we walked through the door and started down the isle as he started chirping, "Fa Gina", "Fa Gina". Except that instead of it sounding like "geena", it sounded like "jina". Fagina indeed.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

HAPPY BIRTHDAY






In so many ways, the birth of TP a year ago was the start of a lot of new things for our family. What a blessing she is - a bright, shiny ray of sunshine. I have really enjoyed this day. One day where I allowed myself to make it all about her and not feel guilty. Having 2 children (or more) seems to turn most every day into a tug of war between competing interests, opportunities and activities. So nice to just enjoy her for the delicious little peach she is. As a side note - the LG took it like a champ. He even wrapped (unwrapped) and re-wrapped the gift he selected for her.

She wasn't quite sure what to do with the cupcake, so of course the most reasonable solution was to peck at it like a little chick. She would go down, get some frosting on her lips, and come back up to lick her lips and think about whether she liked it or not. Such a princess. We love her. We love how she just loves to be loved. She makes everyone around her happy. We're happy, and we are so glad that she's ours.

I can't believe she's one. Happy birthday Tiny Princess!!!

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Potty Mouth

After wrapping up a timeout session in the bathroom today, the LG was asked to tell me why he was in there:

"I was kicking TP."

And what are the rules in our house?:

"No kicking, no hitting, no "*"ucking, no cucking, no mudding, no budding."

Hmmm. Best to just let that one go.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Scrubs

I haven't been feeling well. Haven't left the house for a few days. Wish I was staying at a hotel where there are no diapers, noise and mouths to feed. That was my state of mind when I had the opportunity to run to the store. You know you are no longer living the single, no strings attached life when going to the store is an "opportunity". Anyway, it was cloudy outside, and combined with not feeling well, I decided to don the following:



Clearly I forgot that I live in San Antonio. Even though there wasn't a glimmer of sunlight peeking through the clouds, it was still 85 degrees, feeling more like 90 degrees with the humidity. The heat, my flip flops, my jacket and my ponytail all served to top off an outfit that made me feel like this:



There really isn't any point to this post, other than to emphasize, that when I go out like this, I just keep my fingers crossed that I don't run into anyone I know so that I can get back to my exciting life as soon as possible.