Emma-isms

• I came home from work and told my family that I didn't have a chair. Emma wanted to know if the patients had to stand up?


• One morning, she was very concerned because her teacher told them that they needed to bring a brown lunch bag to school and hers is pink.


• Emma recently got a haircut, quite short, in fact, because she started the cut in her room. She must have cut about 4 inches off the front of her head. It still is uneven in some spots.


• She is my bag lady. Everything goes in a bag to be carried around. Oh, and one bag is never enough. The more the merrier, especially if they are small.


• Her name is EVERYWHERE. I'm not kidding. EVERYTHING has her name on it. It is nice printing, but I am starting to feel like she is either preparing for when I die and claiming her inheritance, or she is like some animal marking her territory.


• The other day, I found Emma furiously writing on a stack of my "thank you" notes. She told me that she was making up invitations for her birthday party, which included a date, time and place with our address. Her birthday is in December.

Oh, William, so pretty!

The first purchase for the baby seems to be a big hit.

Blue and Gold

Don't you just love a man in uniform? :) We had the scouts banquet (on my birthday), joined by the grandparents. We had a great time and enjoyed a "mad scientist" show.

Patrick's second row, second from the right.

Grandma and Grandpa.

Mani and Papa.

The show was really fun, except for the fact that he kept using balloons to demonstrate things. Patrick spent the whole show with his fingers in his ears. He never volunteered for anything, and Emma did for everything. LOL

I wish I could remember what was involved in this experiment, but he did it twice for the kids. Their faces were priceless the first time!

Tuesday Randoms

• Yesterday, as the kids and I were heading to the car, we noticed that someone decided they needed to borrow our front license plate. Course, they haven't returned it yet, and I don't think they will, but we are now driving with only one plate on the car. It looks funny to say the least. We do have new plates to put on, but no screws for one set.
• When I went to see if Tommy's car was missing anything, I got lost in that darned parking garage. Yes, I know that sounds so silly, but unfortunately it's not the first time. I am not looking for a parking spot but Tommy's car and I always get turned around. William kept saying "are we going to get out of here?" And when we finally exited, there was a cry of "WE DID IT!" from the backseat.
• Valentine's Day was yesterday and the kids (coughandmommycough) had way too much sugar. Their eyes were so bright and the excitement to have a bag full of valentines was just so precious. It makes my heart so happy to see that they have made friends, good friends, and that my kids are liked is just so great.
• I have had 2 chiropractor appointments in the last week. My sciatica has been so bad, and I was really hoping she could help me. I really like her, and from what she has told me, she will work with me and get me to a good place so I don't feel like I have to go to see her for forever. I find it so neat that she can tell me what's going on with my whole body - and I'm a mess, but I know Tommy could have told her that. He's always told me that I am broken. She has given me a heads-up that my sugar is a bit high, and to help keep this baby small(er) we need to tackle that. I am having trouble giving up coke.....oh that addiction is strong! But, on another note, I am so happy that my back is feeling better.
• I am getting ready to try some new methods with my kids. I need these kids to be more independent in the mornings. We all need a better schedule (oh that word is going to be the bane of my existence) especially with the baby coming.
• Speaking of the baby, the sono technician told me the placenta is "anterior" - IOW, in the front, around the belly button area (mine, that is, not the baby's) and it makes for very odd movements. I can't feel him as much as I would like to, and only on the sides. It makes it hard for the kids to feel him moving too. I just hope it moves a little higher so that changes. Not that I am wishing for me to get any larger, but just a little change in the location.

William-isms

If I tell him something is upside-down, he will fix it and say "it's upside-up."

When he goes to get something, he will look at me, put his hand up and say "I promise I'll be right back. Will you wait for me?"

William sings ALL THE TIME. If he has Jessie in his hands, he will start singing the song from TS2, and hold the doll just like the movie.

When Tommy comes home from work, William RUNS to him, hugs his legs, then asks "Are you on a special assignment?" Maybe we are watching too much TV.

He is my first child that screams during a haircut. Tommy says he has nerve-endings on his hair. It's a viscious cyle: he screams, gets hair in his mouth, spits, then screams some more. Needless to say, he is looking shaggier than I would prefer right now.

William is still the most truthful in the house, especially when there is candy involved. He will tell me exactly where it came from and how many he has had and show me very excitedly what he is eating.

While driving in the car, I gave him a bag of Cheez-itz to eat. He couldn't remember the name and kept asking me "What's this in the bag?" "Cheez-itz, oh." He asked me quite a few times. By the time we picked up my mom, he had the same question. I responded with my "Cheez-itz" answer, and he says "No, they're crumbs." Sure enough, that boy just had crumbs left.

William will tell me when he's stinky. Not only will he tell me, he will start to walk up the stairs to the changing area so I can change him. I have NEVER had a child do this!

He knows there is a baby in my tummy, and comes up to me, puts his mouth on my belly and says (with his lower jaw sticking out) "Hello, ba-bee!"

I just got my first birthday present. Share my joy as I have joined the current age of technology with my new DroidX phone with a cute pink cover! My hubby came home with the coolest phone for me, and I am now able to text (woohoo!) and keep up with everyone! I started playing with the phone, and began laughing like Madame Mim from "Sword in the Stone" and the more I laughed, the worse it got. I know it has something to do with the very large belly I have right now, and usually it has a "trucker's laugh" at the end of the pregnancy, but maybe Madame Mim is better. And, let me tell you, if you want to make me feel really good, please don't mention how large my belly is. I am a very sensitive pregnant person, and I will either cry or rip your eyes out. :) I'd appreciate it very much.

New and Old

We are doing sacramental preparation with Patrick. This is a big year for him with first Confession and first Communion. I am so nervous for him, and for myself in hoping that he is prepared for these big sacraments. I know the graces will be there, but I am a bit nervous. He brought home the Act of Contrition that he is learning from school, and I remember seeing it on the wall of his classroom. It is different than the one I learned all those years ago and we have been saying it together at night. The more I listen to it, the more I am moved by the words, especially the last 2 lines.

This is the new one:
My God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart.
In choosing to do wrong and failing to do good, I have sinned
against you whom I should love above all things.
I firmly intend, with your help, to do penance, to sin no more,
and to avoid whatever leads me to sin.
Our Savior, Jesus Christ, suffered and died for us.
In His name, my God, have mercy.
Amen.

This is the one I learned:
Oh, my God, I am heartily sorry for having offended thee.
And I detest all my sins, because of thy just punishments.
But most of all, because they offend thee, my God, who art all good
and deserving of all my love. I firmly resolve, with the help of thy grace,
to sin no more and to avoid the near occasion of sin.
Amen.

This is such a big year, with a lot of growing up. As we do our prep, would you add some prayers for my big boy?

Shower "table"

My mother still has many items from the days when she cared for my grandmother, and one item is a shower seat. An elderly friend of ours was having some trouble, so my mom offered the use of the seat for him and dropped it off here. It was in my living room for a time, but it just recently disappeared from that location. I discovered it had moved to the bathroom upstairs. As it turns out, my children are very excited about this new "table" that showed up at our house because it is just the right height to use while they are spending time on their throne. (as a side note, I'm not sure anyone else has this issue, but my kids seem to think that going to the bathroom should take no less than 15 minutes, and involve reading, writing, imaginery friends and explosion noises. Apparently, this "table" is just the thing for them!)