Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
And the cake cutting was so sweet (especially when the groom ate his own piece without knowing the tradition of feeding his new bride first).
But all in all it was a wonderful day (hopefully no one noticed the cigarette burn in my veil that was there even before the ceremony started!)
And three years later I am still happily married to the man I love. Maybe next year, on our anniversary, I WON'T be pregnant! Won't that be different!?! (2 out of 3 so far I have been knocked up)
Happy Anniversary Day to you all.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Since I have been trying to gather new recipes and reading blogs on foods kids will eat (see a couple of the blogs to the side if you want to read more) I thought it would be a good idea to try some international flavor out on Nola and the Mister.
So today for lunch we had the following:
Mexican Cuisine: Taquitos (the frozen variety, only the best for my family)
Italian Cuisine: Pizza Rolls (again, from the freezer)
Greek Cuisine: Gyros (leftovers from the Greek Festival we went to yesterday)
Ok - so maybe the name International Cuisine Day should be changed to Clean out the Fridge Day! Tomorrow is Grocery Shopping Day, can you tell?
Friday, May 23, 2008
I heard a creepy voice say, "Hey Little Cutie." Once I figured out he wasn't talking to me (oh - just kidding!)... I turned around to see this really creepy looking guy talking to Nola. He was older, maybe 60's, and had REALLY thick glasses on that were falling off the end of his nose. He was round. You know the type... like a woman really, but round right in the middle like the blueberry girl from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I've always thought that was an odd body type for a man - where do they buy their pants? Anyway - his hair was messy and slicked down at the same time and his voice was high and raspy.... Pretty much all around creepy.
"Hey, blue eyes! What a cutie you are!" getting closer and closer. Obviously I abandoned my quest for the perfect chip to come between this man and my daughter - who by the way, looked like a deer in headlights.
"Can you say 'Hi'?" I asked her this obligatory question as if I thought for one second she would speak to this man.... she NEVER talks to strangers, or even our neighbors for that matter.
"Nope, I guess not" I said to him as he stood there waiting for his 'hello'. And he just stood there.... Nola looking from him to me, him looking at her only, and me just wondering what the hell he was doing. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't scared, nor did I feel we were in any danger at all.... he was probably a lonely old man who has never molested anyone in his life.... but you never know.
So then I said what I guess offended him, "She'll probably talk to you as soon as you walk away."
He looked at me like I slapped him in the face and he just looked down and walked away down the isle, pushing his cart. I meant that she says 'hi' and 'bye' to strangers as soon as they walk away... I guess he thought I was telling him to 'Walk Away, Jerk!' I felt really bad all of a sudden....
Then Nola said, "Hi, Man." I called after him and said, "See, as soon as you walked away... she does it every time..." Nothing. He didn't look back, didn't say anything... just kept walking away.
Well, SORRY! (you WEIRDO!)
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Here are a few I shot today in Monochrome:
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
And just to show you what a Baby Genius I have I will share some with you now:
She knows A, B, C, O, I, L, N, sometimes D, and she's working on G. So she had all the letters to spell her name, now we just have to work on the order and meaning behind it. If I write out letters she will say which ones they are (in any order). Also she reads the letters off her wall that spell her name. And she picks them out on the keyboard while sitting in my lap. Baby Genius!
I bought her a potty seat a while ago and set it right outside our bathroom. I wasn't going to force anything on her yet since she is still so young. (They say 2 is the time to start, or once you see cues, whatever those are.) So I just let her go 'pretend potty' this whole time... which means open it up, sit down, say "pee-pees", stand up, close the lid and say "bye bye, pee-pees." Well the other day she told me she had to go poo-poos and pointed to her potty, which she calls her seat, and went there to sit down! Baby Genius!
Her Dr. asked if she was putting more than one word together yet in her speech. I told her that she had been doing that for a long time. She has a million 2-word phrases. She actually now uses 3 and 4 word strings. Her Dr. was amazed!
Here are some of her Nola-isms:
Papa's Foffee (kirk's coffee) - or Mama's or Cee-Cee's or anyone
More Cracker, Plees? (or any other food she wants)
Boo-Boo Fine (see the whole post for that story!)
Maw Maw Go? (Where did Grandma go?) - or anyone else who has left
No Noon-els More (No more Noodles - aka Mac and Cheese) - or anything else
Cee-Cee n Sal-Son's Howse (Cayce and Allyson's House)
I could go on - but you get the point - Baby Genius!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Within 30 minutes there were 2 hate messages for me! I am going to delete them from YouTube because it's just stupid to leave such ignorant crap up there for people to read when they are simply trying to look at my cute baby.... But for the sake of showing you how crazy people out there really are, I am going to put it here for you to see....
Friday, May 16, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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I hope this will inspire me to get out my camera and take pictures... Feel free to challenge me with picture suggestions. Ok - Thanks for playing!
I think I will be moving the Picture of the Week stuff to the bottom of the page.... mainly due to the size of picture the side bar allows. I will move it now and see how it works out...
Well, the little monster turned over again and is now breech once more. And now that he's that much bigger it's even more uncomfortable. Instead of having feet in my ribs and pushing on my lungs, I have a skull. Which makes breathing slightly challenging! I feel like I've run a marathon after just getting dressed! I can't wait until he drops and I can breath again.... but he better get back into a head-down position first! I don't know how women can stand to have a full term breech baby in there! It would be like someone standing up inside you!
By the way - I have 101 days to go until my due date of August 23rd. That's roughly 3 months and 10 days..... Anyone else freaking out? Oh - it's just me then? Cool.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
This experience taught Nola the word "Boo-Boo" which she used as she pointed it out on her knee (because of the My Little Pony band-aid) every time I changed her band-aid, her diaper, her clothes, her pants rose above the knee, every time she had a bath, got into her jammies, every time she remotely thought of her knee.... So eventually I started telling her that her boo-boo was, "Just fine..." In other words, "ENOUGH ALREADY with the Boo-Boo crap!" Well - it back fired.
Now (and I think we are about three weeks into this boo-boo fest) she still points it out. It's gone by the way! No more boo-boo! But now, she points to her knee and says, "Boo-Boo,... Fine!"
Ok - well - at least I know she listens.
*don't fall for the My Little Pony band-aids.... they are big and colorful... I think there may be 10 to a box and enough sticky power for only one between them! What a rip off! Try regular band-aids and sharpies! Much Cheaper!
Monday, May 12, 2008
We sit in this order: Papa, then Allsyon, then Mama, then Nola... in a circle around the table, adult/child/adult/child. In other words, I'm surrounded.
So we were eating, I think we were almost finished and Nola (the beautiful little lady that she is) farted. I would like to have used the word 'tooted' or even 'pooted' because they seem like the more appropriate words to use for a little girl doing such things... but what Nola did doesn't fit into the perameters of those words. She farted. Like a grown man with no social qualms at all.... it was gross. And even though we were at home with no one else to witness this, I was embarassed. I think I actually gasped. Kirk asked, "Was that HER?" And, as if to answer him, she let out a peal of squealing laughter.
This made Allyson laugh so hard that she burped up some food. Now, mind you, we are all getting over colds so both girls are already little snot monsters who have no concern with what is lurking on their faces. But when you go into fits of laughter, coughing and burping... well, lets just say, "it all comes out". The Kirk started laughing at the girls and making disgusting noises as well (we'll just leave it at that since he's a grown man with a job and somewhat of a reputation to uphold outside our lovely home).
I really couldn't believe how appalled I was. Ok - so I'm pregnant and things do get to me a little quicker these days, but I was really grossed out. They were all being repulsive and cracking up about it.... I wanted to scream.
Finally I had had enough... "OKAY - STOP! You are all acting like little boys! What is wrong with you people?! These are little girls - not Monkeys!"
For a brief moment there was glorious silence.....
Then it started... "Oooh Ooooh Ooh, Haaa Haaa Ha! OOh Haa Haa!" and more laughing. (those were monkey noises in case my spelling didn't convey the sounds) I just got up and walked away. A House of Fools I tell you - FOOLS!
Saturday, May 10, 2008
I assume it will end up being divided into a few sections.... What I'm Up To and The Kids. But who knows - I may just end up with a very exciting, creative, Can't-Wait-To-Read-It kind of blog.... Ok- don't hold your breath!