In The Zone

There is nothing like a beautiful summer-ish day and a swing.

It's the sort of day when you are like a fairy flying through the air. Or a butterfly, she had butterfly wings on earlier.

The Boss could swing ("wing") for hours - if I would push her for that long.

I won't and she refuses to learn how to pump.

She gets so relaxed when she "wings", she barely hangs on and looks dreamily off into space. If she were any more relaxed she'd be asleep.

This time I pushed her for 45 minutes. We had to stop so I could go in and start dinner. Psh, dinner.

The One Where Aria Gets A Nickname

Okay, Okay, Okay already! I will announce to the world Aria's nickname. Several of you have asked me if we had thought of a nickname for her and I told you what it was. Well, I was wrong. As with many things in my life (too, too many things) The Boss made the final decision. I can have an opinion, sure, but in the end she makes all the decisions. 

 "And so without further gilding the lily and with no more ado, I give to you. . . "

"B"

or if you prefer

"Bea"

I know, kinda anti-climatic. But eh, what-cha gonna do 'bout it?

So, the story goes...I had a very cute nickname picked out, all ready to go, just needed to write the blog post and get it out there. Then The Boss decided to start (trying) to call things by what they are, i.e. B is for Baby (B is also for blanket, which she has much fonder affections for), Yo is for yogurt, Bou is for Book, Ju is for Juice, etc. Now that we have started expressing ourselves, the day typically goes something like this:

The Boss: "No, B, No! Mine!" (sometimes with a well placed shove, okay usually.)

Or when B has been slobbering on a toy that The Boss picks up, "Eeewww, B, growss."

A personal fav, "Go away, B!"

I hear it all the time, now I call her B too. (I've also started calling yogurt Yo. But that's just plain fun.)

So, there it is. I guess it's only fitting. My little brother gave me a nickname when he first started talking that stuck with me for a long while, "MeMe" and my friend Emily's little brother called her Emoe (M.O.E.) so her nickname became Moe. 

Here's to siblings that can't talk right yet and the great things that they say and make their parents interpret.

 

ps - if you can guess where the quote came from (the gilding the lily one) give yourself a big gold star. Billie? Got it? Hey also a "B", you're in good company.

Tent City

April 26, 2010

For Drama's 2nd Christmas Santa gave her 3 pop up tents and 2 tunnels. They all attach together in different configurations and, bonus, they fold up flat and slide under the couch. These have been the best gift ever. Every child and friend loves to play in these. Drama and Pooh Bear love to do their daily reading in them as well.

It should probably come as no surprise that The Boss and Aria love to play in them as well.

Easter Dresses

March 28, 2010

Because Easter was on Conference weekend this year, we wore our Easter dresses to church the week before.

The babies were still getting over their colds so they stayed home (surprise, surprise!) So the Boss is in her jammies but wanted to be in the photos. . .of course!

I have the cutest kids on the block, that's for sure.

Some of you may know about my itty bitty obsession with shoes. I found these beauties just in time to call them Easter shoes. They have become my favorites. I would wear them every Sunday, but I try to spread the shoe love around my closet :) I wouldn't want any of my shoes to feel sad.

A Birthday Party for Pooh Bear, or Two

Pooh Bear turned 7, May 1st. Can you believe it? 

We went to Grandma Tina's and Grandpa Phil's for the weekend to visit. Uncle Matt, Aunt Rosanna and Oliver were in town. Of course this was the weekend that the stomach flu decided to show up at our house. Poor Boss was too sick to go, so Mark stayed home with the Boss and Aria, while Drama, Pooh Bear and I went went up to Idaho. We had a party at Leo's, the best restaurant ever, the girls used to think it was Disneyland. Yea, it's that fun.

We had a cake...

And presents, of course...

Pooh Bear was supposed to have a party with her friends the next weekend but we were all too sick so it had to be moved to the next weekend. But according to all the little girls, it was so much fun.

She wanted a Movie Night Birthday Party, so we turned the house into a movie theater complete with an arcade, tickets, and prizes to buy with the tickets.

Something to hold all the prizes in...

Lots of lights to set the mood...

And more presents...

Happy Birthday Pooh Bear!!

Breakfast

 Breakfast today consisted of 3 Eggo Waffles with berries and two Boss sized bowls of Cinnamon Toasters cereal.

Feelin' Better.

Are We There Yet?

I has been a pretty intense couple of weeks around our house. The stomach flu made the rounds, everyone but Pooh Bear catching the dreaded virus (bonus, I lost 6 pounds but prefer not to loose any more that way). The Boss was hit hard. It turns out that both of her ears were beyond infected (can you get  beyond?) which we didn't know because she never ran a fever or showed any classic signs. So she took 3 days to "recover." Then two days later started vomiting again. So off to the doctor where he told me she "probably vomited because of the pain from the ear infections."

Hold the phone. My kid was in so much pain she vomited? Nice. My application for mother of the year just got padded a little more.

Aria's ears never responded to the antibiotic that she was on, which I didn't know because like her sister she 

doesn't TELL ME ANYTHING! 

I only took her back to the doctor because I got her out of the crib one morning and noticed that she was covered in a chicken pox-ish rash.

So, of course I assumed she was now dieing of an allergic reaction to the amoxicillin.The doctor is not at all concerned. Apparently it's a rare reaction to the amoxicillin, not an allergic reaction, not deadly. But her ears are still pretty bad so here's a new antibiotic prescription. This one of course kills all the good bacteria in her digestive tract, gives her diarrhea a lovely shade of red (I won't ever be able to eat red velvet cake, ever) and a wicked diaper rash.

We are slowly moving toward healthy, The Boss is not 100% yet but tonight was laughing like I hadn't heard her laugh in a while, so that's a good sign.

Oh, PS, you can come visit now if you want. Everything has been disinfected/bleached/washed in boiling hot water and I had the carpets cleaned this morning.