Saturday, February 28, 2009
Well, we are off to a show now at Fox Chase where hopefully we will have another good outing.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
I am by no stretch of the imagination any good with math, and I had to help Bug with her homework while keeping Cooper entertained, and make sure Jilly wasn't too distracting in the homework process. Did I mention I was cooking dinner at the time too. (These are the nights that almost drive me to drink!) So we get the homework done, Cooper fed, Jilly sitting at the table, dinner ready, and I think I'm in the home stretch for the night. HA!
Jilly decided of the hamburger helper that she was to eat, she only wanted the noodles out it, which doesn't fly around here. So we play "let's make a deal" which usually works with her. Most times it ends up being something along the lines of "You eat 3 more bites and you can be done...deal?" When I asked her that tonight, she looked at me, tilted her head (think of the RCA dog) and said "Mmmm, I don't sink so Mommy." After the crazy few days I've had, I just busted out laughing...as did Courtney, and then that was all Jilly would say all night long.
Sometimes, when you think you've got it bad, one of the kids will do or say something that reminds you that it's all worth it in the end. Just smile, try to laugh, and remember it will get easier.
Until today, when Gran-ma stopped by for a few minutes. Jilly was on the potty at the time, but when she came out to the living room, Jilly again pulled her pants down to show off her "big girl" panties.
Now I'm really scared to take her out in public in these panties. Goodness knows, little miss Jilly will talk the ear off of anybody who will listen, and lately it has been all about potty. I can see it now, we're going to be in line at Target, she's going to be talking to the cashier (just like she always does) and I'm going to look over at her, and BAMM...she'll be showing off her panties to all of Target!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
She just informed us "I play balloons, then go a bed." Now keep in mind, it is quarter after 8, and nobody, and I mean NOBODY has said anything about going to bed yet.
There have been many times in the past year that we would swear that Jilly is reading our minds. Nobody has to say anything out loud, but she will bust out and say what ever it is that you were just thinking about. It is very scary, mostly because I am a big believer in having a "sixth sense" as it were.
I may have more to write later, I'm being kicked off the computer. Courtney's deal is she has to read for an hour in order to get an hour on the computer...she's ready now.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
On the same note, she was getting ready for bed last night, had given everybody night-night kisses, grabbed her baby doll, and went running for the stairs. She yelled at me "Hurry Mommy, rapido. I tired." At least she is picking something up from Dora, Diego, and the rest of the Nick Jr line-up.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
It was also very refreshing that my Mom took into account that I don't like chocolate, and decided to make a few cupcakes out of regular cake mix and incorporate it into the design. We put the 2 cupcakes on top of each other and made a hill for "Steve". For a Friday the 13th, I have to say it was pretty cool, getting to hang with my girls, my Mom, and make a cake for my Daddy's birthday.
So with our plan in place, we began making the cake. The first step was to mix up the brownie mix that was to make the golf course. Jilly made an excellent mixer...at first. I think she ate as much of the mix as we poured to bake!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Anyway, I love you Sunny, get better soon.
When Courtney walked through the door, the first thing out of her mouth was "They should make basketball illegal!" I told her she might be over-reacting just a little, to which she replied with "But Connor just broke his foot last week playing basketball in PE, it is way too dangerous! I mean, why do I have to play a bunch of sports I don't even like anyway?!?" The kid was on the warpath!
I told her that if it weren't for PE, a lot of kids would never know that they liked or were good at a certain sport...she rolled her eyes, and was done.
So the school nurse sent home a sheet stating what to be on the look-out for when it comes to a concussion or other head injury. It said to make sure to wake her up about midnight or so, just to see if she was easy to wake up indicating no head injury. Usually, that girl is spring loaded when you open her bedroom door, but recently she has been harder to wake up (I think it has something to do with the bigger bed, more room..who knows). Jeff and I debated for a few minutes as to whether or not to wake her up. So finally, I decide that I'm going to check on her, and I creep up to her door, and ever so slowly open the door...and wouldn't you know it, this was one of those "spring loaded" kinda nights. Almost through tears she asked me "Who's there, what's....who are you?" I told her I was just checking on her, that she was fine, I was sorry, and she should go back to sleep. Jeff and I were laughing so hard we were afraid we were going to wake up all the girls.