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Friday, January 29, 2010
Can anyone guess the theme?
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Thursday, January 28, 2010
I could hardly believe it when she turned two.
She has accomplished a lot this past year.
Melody has been potty trained.
She has perfected her role as bossy big sister and mastered the art of being an annoying little sister.
And she started preschool.
This past year, she has blessed us with an abundance of
We've had tons of
We just can't get enough of those
Happy Birthday to our sweetest little Melody!
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Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Boobs, in the past, have been a popular topic of conversation around our house.
And, yes we do call them boobs or boobies. I have totally been the bad mom that does not teach her children correct terms for their anatomy. And keep your comments to yourself since, yes, it has come back to bite me in the butt. But that's a story for another post.
Jack was 3 and a half when I was pregnant with Charlie and fascinated with my growing belly and the boobs that would be feeding the cause of the growing belly.
Frequently we would have conversations about who has boobs, when they get boobs, and the purpose of boobs.
freaked me out generated a need for privacy to be taught at our house. I banned Jack from the bathroom whenever anything personal was taking place and we had many discussions about why privacy is important.
However, while I didn't have to deal with Jack staring at me, or rather, my boobs, whenever I was getting dressed anymore, our discussions on privacy had little impact on curbing the boob obsession.
One day I was standing in the kitchen while Jack and Melody were running outside on the deck. It was spring and fairly warm outside so they were shirtless.
"Mom! Come quick!" shouted Jack.
I ran outside to see him pointing at sweet, little Melody, sitting down, plump with all those rolls one year olds still have. You know those rolls. Where their wrists look like they had little rubber bands around them and their legs, tummy, and chest are still rolly polly.
Do you see where I'm going with this?
"Look at Melody! I think she's getting her boobies!"
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Jack's school is having a speech meet in February. Each class had their own competition on Friday to determine the finalists who will represent their grade at the school wide speech meet.
Children could memorize and recite a number of things from poems, bible verses, etc. Jack chose to recite The Lord's Prayer.
And he was one of the finalist chosen!
(He reluctantly allowed me to record an encore performance.)
As my friend, Rachel, said, "Jack's love of talking is finally paying off!"
Thursday, January 21, 2010
He has the awesome opportunity to spend a year immersing himself in another culture, teaching children, and sharing the Gospel.
Before he left, he came over here to visit.
And entertained us with his awesome talent
(can you believe that's just him playing around!?)
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
One of the best and worst things about a schedule C-section is knowing exactly when you'll have your baby.
While it's nice knowing and not having to wait around, I always experienced a lot of anxiety, especially in the hours preceding my delivery.
Getting the epidural was especially anxiety inducing. Would it hurt? What if I didn't get numb? My anxiety manifest itself in the form of crying. So, pretty much the whole time leading up to the delivery (Ok, and after too) I'm a basket case.
For those of you who experience childbirth the natural way, and are probably screaming in pain by the time your epidural is in place, I'll give you the scoop on how it works.
The anesthesiologist comes in, after I've signed my life away, and gives me the low-down. This is stuff along the lines of sit really still, this is what you'll feel, etc. Then s/he introduced me to the anesthesiologist nurse who basically acts as my personal assistant throughout the whole procedure.
Remember those gowns you have to wear? The ones that are pretty much designed so that all private areas are accessible at all times?
As I'm sitting there with my nine month pregnant self hanging out of this gown, the anesthesiologist instructs me to place my feet on Alex's knees while she inserts the epidural. The anesthesiologist nurse comes in at this point and introduces himself, as Ryan. I'm trying to be polite while I'm
sniffling like an idiot holding back tears.
The epidural is in place and I'm waiting to get numbed enough for them to place the catheter in. (Yeah, fun times, I know.) Since my legs are going numb and I pretty much can't feel or move anything, I'm just having to lay there, my fashionable gown not covering anything, with Alex standing on one side of the bed and my personal assistant, Ryan, on the other.
It is at this point that Ryan says to Alex, "You look really familiar to me."
Alex responds with, "I was thinking the same thing? Did you wrestle for Vestavia? I think we wrestled together in high school."
"Yeah! That's it," says Ryan and a conversation ensues about their glory days of high school wrestling.
With me, lying on the bed between them, legs spread.
Let me tell you, that did A LOT to calm my nerves. Right.
All I have to say is that I've never pictured myself lying on a bed between two men. However, if I did, wrestling certainly would not be the topic of conversation and I would not be nine months pregnant.
Thankfully that's one experience I won't have to relive again!
Monday, January 18, 2010
Unfortunately, that day the snow was just too powdery and dry to stick. However, over the next few
Frosty, the mini snowman.
Almost as cute as these two.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
In case you're wondering why that's his nickname, I'll tell you.
It's because he's the fattest. Baby. Ever. Ever.
Just to illustrate my point, here he is climbing/sitting in a normal child size rocking chair.
I know. I'm amazed it didn't break either.
The silver lining, though, is that toting around 28+ pounds of baby every day sure does bulk up those biceps.
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Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Here is my handsome husband. He's the one giving his brofriend bunny years. They have a special relationship like that, but that's material for another post.
You're probably wondering why I'm posting this picture. It's because it's the second to the last time my husband has worn that particular shirt. Which happens to be my favorite shirt. He wore it while we were out new year's eve.
When we got home, he asked that I bring his wool shirt to the dry cleaners. I told him sure and just to throw it in the laundry room and I would get it.
Oops. (And this was the last time he wore this sweater.)
Fortunately, someone in the family can still wear it!
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Since school shuts down at the mere threat of snow, we knew Thursday that we wouldn't have school Friday.
Once I got over the disappointment of not having school the same week we went back to school, we planned some fun activities.
Obviously the first thing we did was go outside and play. And I literally mean the first thing.
These next few photos were taken around 8:05 a.m. And it was 17 degrees out. By 8:15 we were back inside!
However, we did a lot in those ten minutes!
We "skated" on the ice on the road.
My angel made made snow-angels.
We tried to make snowballs but the snow was too dry and powdery.
And we wrote our names in the snow. (No, not like that! Gross!)
After thawing out, Alex left for work. The kids and I decided to walk to Kroger and Blockbuster. I have no pictures of that. It's really hard to push a double stroller on ice while trying to help a 5-year-old ride a scooter on ice without having to worry about taking pictures too. I was hoping that a walk/scooter ride would tire people out, however, I think I was the only one tired out!
Fortunately, Daddy came home early and took Jack and Melody ice-sledding!
Yes, those are laundry baskets they are in. (Alex's idea, not mine, but they worked!)
And finally we had a little home improvement time! My handsome, handy hubby replaced our broken kitchen faucet. (He's got one eye on the football game, of course!)
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Time for True Story Tuesday over at Once Upon A Miracle!
Before Christmas, Melody's preschool lets all the kids "shop" for their parents. They have a little "Santa Shop" set up, the kids come in with a dollar and "buy" donated gifts for their parents.
It's super cute. When they bring their (wrapped) gift home most of them cannot contain their excitement and spill the beans right away.
Jack was one of those kids.
His first year of preschool he immediately told Alex he got him "sompin that you put da muney in." It was a John Deere bank!
Melody, however, didn't say a word. She's actually not some phenomenal secret keeper, she's just kind of indifferent. Her theory is; if it's not a cupcake, I just don't care that much.
So, Alex was really surprised when he opened his gift.
Yes, that's a car air freshener. A Georgia car air freshener to be precise. Which is totally ironic since we're about the biggest Auburn fans ever.
Alex asked her why she got him a Georgia car air freshener. (This was after Jack looked at it and exclaimed, "Dad, we hate Georiga!)
Yes, Melody got her daddy a Christmas tree ornament designed to make our tree smell like a new car (or a taxi cab). I'm not sure if it will be Alex's favorite ornament, but I know we'll hang it on the tree every year!