Sunday, April 12, 2009
Happy Easter! Just got home from church and took the kids picture in front of the garden. They worked hard on it all day yesterday with Daddy and we're ready to start planting. Better late than never!
Lauren's dress is making me want some neapolitan ice cream. Anyone with me?
Thursday, April 09, 2009
When the kids were in San Francisco earlier this week with my parents they were at Lauren's favorite hotel, one that has bay windows that over look the busy city streets. Lauren was watching the cars and at one point said, "Hey, look, there's a gidget car!"
"A Gidget car?", my parents asked, probably wondering how she knew about a TV show older than her mother.
Lauren looked at them with her know-it-all face and replied, "Yeah, you know, for little people."
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
*updated with a picture from Saturday
Last Saturday was my cousin Alisa's baby shower. She's due with a girl on Lauren's birthday, May 13th. But I just got a phone call that her water broke today and she had to have a C-section due to the baby being breech. Mama and baby are doing fine, thank goodness. Little Miss Lily weighs 4 pounds 8 ounces - which, coincidentally, is her birthday - 04/08! Exactly 5 weeks early, to the day - she must have not wanted to miss out on an Easter basket this year!
Alisa with her 3 sisters
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Thursday, April 02, 2009
Owen just lined up his dinosaurs and Adam said, "Wow, that's a lot of dinosaurs." So Owen proceeded to count them.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, eleventeen, sixteen, eleventeen, nineteen, eleventeen, NINETEEN!"
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
Owen's been potty trained for a while now, although I still put him in pull-ups when we leave the house - for my own sanity while running errands! Today he decided he was too busy playing the Wii to take a break to use the bathroom - he was wearing a pull-up, thank goodness, not big boy undies. I told him I wanted him to think about his decision not to use the toilet and sent him to his room. I overheard him talking to himself: "I AM a big boy, not a baby. Big boys play the Wii and I am a big boy. I need to remember that." And then he marched out to the living and told me, "Mama, I thinked about being a big boy and I am."