You do not choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them. -Desmond Tutu
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Abby Turns 2!
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Go Home Fast!
On the way home from Staci's today Gabriel said, "Go home fast, Mommy. I need to poop."
(I'm not sure why I find this so hilarious, but I do.)
I replied, "Okay, Gabe, but I still have to stop at all of the stop signs and red lights. I'll get you home as quickly as I can."
"That's terrific." He answered.
(Haha!)
(I'm not sure why I find this so hilarious, but I do.)
I replied, "Okay, Gabe, but I still have to stop at all of the stop signs and red lights. I'll get you home as quickly as I can."
"That's terrific." He answered.
(Haha!)
Little Mama
Monday, September 07, 2009
Homemade Ice Cream
Sleepy Kids
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Cassidy's 2nd Birthday
Friday, August 28, 2009
Funny Story
This morning on the way to Staci's house, Gabriel and I were calling out "Mustang!" as we would see one. It was kind of a race to see who could call them out first. As a school bus crossed an intersection in front of us, Grace called out, "Mu-tang!" Then she giggled her little head off knowingly.
On the way to the credit union this afternoon, a green Aveo passed us. (Papaw drives an orange Aveo.) Grace said, "Geen Papaw's car!" This impressed me for two reasons: 1. She named the color correctly, and despite having worked and worked at color recognition, she has not shown any interest. 2. She correctly identified the car as being the same as Papaw's.
What can I say? Our daughter is witty AND smart!
On the way to the credit union this afternoon, a green Aveo passed us. (Papaw drives an orange Aveo.) Grace said, "Geen Papaw's car!" This impressed me for two reasons: 1. She named the color correctly, and despite having worked and worked at color recognition, she has not shown any interest. 2. She correctly identified the car as being the same as Papaw's.
What can I say? Our daughter is witty AND smart!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Sick Girl
Grace and I headed back to the immediate care center this evening. She was running a fever of 103.8, and it was just obvious that she felt awful. My poor baby fell asleep in the car on the way.
She was feeling so bad that she couldn't hold her head up.
We waited about 45 minutes to see a doctor, and she slept a good part of that time.
While waiting for the results of the strep test, the nurse gave her a popsicle. She LOVES popsicles, but took two bites of this and put it down. She wanted to "nay down" (lay down) on Mommy.
The doctor said that the strep test was negative, but her throat was raw and had white spots. Sher prescribed an antibiotic for strep throat.
I can't wait for my angel to feel better soon. There is nothing worse than seeing my kids sick or in pain, and we've had to do both in the past week.
Playing Together
Sunday, August 23, 2009
BIG Ouchie
Friday evening as we were sitting down to dinner, Grace decided to be silly. No surprise there. She was putting her feet up on the edge of the table and pushing herself backwards. This is something that we have gotten on her about numerous times, just imagining that one day she would kick hard enough to fall fall backwards. "One day" ended up being Friday night. She fell backwards and caught the back of her head on the hinge of the backdoor. I picked her up, thinking that it was just a bump on the head. After rocking her for about a minute, I felt blood on the inside of my hand that was cradling her head. It was then that I realized a hospital run was going to be necessary. It was difficult to see how long or deep the cut was because of her hair, but once the doctor cut her hair away, it was actually worse than we'd anticipated.
This is our little girl before being seen by a doctor and after waiting for more than an hour. She doesn't look injured, does she?She ended up getting three staples in the back of her head. We have now moved her seat at the table to the end where there is nothing behind her.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Cookie Mess
Last Hoorah
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Reading with Gramps
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