Monday, September 29, 2008
Apple Orchard
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Lunch at Preschool
By the time I left, I was exhausted. Twenty preschoolers at one table is an energy drainer!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
He Laughed!
Is there anything sweeter than a baby's laugh?? Logan and Emma were in the tub tonight (which is a big risk because he's peed on her in the tub before) and he laughed for the first time! She was making some funny noise or face at him like she always does, and it was apparently funnier tonight than usual. She loves to entertain him, but up until tonight she has only gotten big smiles from him. It was adorable! I can still remember the first time Emma laughed for me, and I know I'll remember this. :)
Monday, September 22, 2008
Social Butterfly
Today, I was in line to pick up Emma from preschool. Her teacher stopped me and told me they were moving Emma's spot at lunch. Right now, she sits by her BFF Malena. However, her teacher said that she is talking WAY more than she is eating, and is getting 1/3 of her lunch eaten in the 45 minute lunch period. Malena's lunch, however, is mostly gone, so I am assuming Emma is doing the talking. She has always been a chatterbox, but it's never presented itself as a problem until now. (Mom, I hope you're reading this because now I am paying for it!!!!) Her teacher says she is going to put another student between Emma and Malena and hope that cuts down on the talking. The only problem with this idea is that Emma makes friends with anyone and everyone, and she will have no problem striking up a conversation with the new kids next to her. No wonder she is always starving after school . . .
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Why, Why, WHY????
On a more funny note, today she was sniffing things, then she would blow out of her nose really hard. When I asked her what she was doing, she said, "I have to get the stinkies out!" :)
Out With the Old
It's sort of bittersweet because it's the chair I rocked Emma to sleep in every night when she was a baby, but I think I can deal. :)
Friday, September 12, 2008
Look Quick! This Won't Happen Again!
Today while Emma was at school I super-cleaned her room. I had to do it while she was in school so she wouldn't know I was getting rid of a trashbag full of toys. :) I should have taken some before pictures to give you a general idea of how wrecked her room was, but I only have after pictures. You can see Logan's crib tucked into the corner underneath all the princess stuff hanging on the walls. He'll move there when I get enough courage to let him sleep alone in Emma's room with her all night.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
What Were We Thinking??
Each September since Emma has been born, my sisters and I get the kids' pictures done. This year, there were three new additions: Logan and my sister's step-kids, Makayla and Jazmin. This, of course, made it even harder than it was last year! It is difficult to get six kids in coordinating outfits, and even tougher to get them all to look at the camera. Thus the title of this post: What Were We Thinking? We do this to ourselves every year.
The above picture is what we ended up with. In the 50,000 other pictures that were taken, Jace had a funny face, Gabriel didn't smile because he didn't want to show his braces, Logan looked shocked, etc. and so on. They are ALL looking at the camera in this picture, and we love it.
Now, as long as nobody has a baby this year (don't look at ME), we should be pros with six kids by next year!
Daddy's Little Girl
Chunky Monkey
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
The Joys of Preschool
Preschool is well underway, and Emma enjoys going to school three days a week (and mommy enjoys her going!). On the way home yesterday, we chatted about how school went that day, just like we always do. Our conversation went something like this:
Her: "My boyfriend bit me today."
Which is more concerning? The fact that she is calling someone her boyfriend or the fact that he bit her?
Me: "Why did he do that?"
Her: "I don't know. He just did."
Me: "Did you cry?"
Her: "No."
Me: "Did you tell your teacher?"
Her: "No."
At this point, I think maybe she is making this up. As we get out of the van, I ask to see where her boyfriend bit her. Sure enough, there on her finger are TEETH MARKS. EWWW!!!! A quick call to Maia and we confirmed through her daughter Malena the child who bit her.
Of course, the mama bear in me wanted to find the boy and bite him back, but instead I called her teacher. I later find out through Emma that they were playing a "biting game," whatever that means. Emma and I had a long talk about how biting is not okay and how she needs to tell her teacher. Hopefully there will be no more biting at school! Gross!