Just a note to say that my computer is down (AGAIN!!) and I cannot post any pictures and getting online to blog is a bit of a challenge. UGH! I have some really cute Saint Patty's Day pics to post and will do that as soon as I can figure out how to post them through someone else's computer.
More to come.......
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Happy Valentine's Day
We don't really do much (outside the norm) for Valentine's Day, but hubby and I did sneak out to dinner and a movie while the little princess stayed with Mammaw. We got her a few small gifts, which she loved, although she came up with some creative uses for some of the items. Here are the gifts:
An Elmo Valentine book.
A little cupcake trinket box.....
.....complete with ballerina necklace and bracelet.
And the creative uses for said gifts:
To dress up dinosaur flashlights with.
To feed dog #1 with.
And dog #2.
And, umm, dog #3.
And why not dog #4 as well...?
If none of the dogs are interested in your cupcake, focus your attention on feeding the cat instead.
An Elmo Valentine book.
A little cupcake trinket box.....
.....complete with ballerina necklace and bracelet.
And the creative uses for said gifts:
To dress up dinosaur flashlights with.
To feed dog #1 with.
And dog #2.
And, umm, dog #3.
And why not dog #4 as well...?
If none of the dogs are interested in your cupcake, focus your attention on feeding the cat instead.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
My Little Ballerina
We signed Annabelle up for ballet today and she had a BLAST! She was somewhat hyper today....to the point that the assistant instructor had to hold her in her arms a couple of times (is that the ballet equivalent of sitting in time out?) but the instructor assured me that that hyperactivity would quelch itself in a matter of weeks. I guess with the newness of it all, combined with lots of new faces, was just too much for my little girl to resist. Plus, whenever she caught a glimpse of me, she made an immediate beeline towards me yelling, "there's my mommy!!" so the instructor had to close the door most of the way, leaving it open just a crack. Most of my pictures were taken through this barely open door, so I don't have a lot of good shots of her in action, but I did get a few. When she calms down in a few weeks, I should be able to get more. All in all, though, she had a great time and I am really happy with both the instructor and the way the class was carried out. They did some silly singing and dancing for the first half hour or so and then, for the remaining 15 minutes, they do some actual ballet moves. They have a recital coming up in a few months but, unfortunately, I didn't get Annabelle signed up in time so she was never measured for a costume. That's OK, though. We'll go watch the performance this year and then that will give us a better idea of what to expect next year. I'm excited!!
She's so excited she can barely wait to get inside!
Being held by the instructor is the equivalent of being put in time out.
Annabelle is too busy admiring herself in the mirror to realize that she should be clapping right now.
The girls had to jump over a little stuffed frog. After Annabelle stopped and straightened the frog, she was more than happy to jump over it.
I had to take this shot of their reflection in the mirror, as I was unable to reach my arm all the way around the door to get a clear shot of them.
Annabelle had a blast at ballet and is looking forward to going back again next week!
She's so excited she can barely wait to get inside!
Being held by the instructor is the equivalent of being put in time out.
Annabelle is too busy admiring herself in the mirror to realize that she should be clapping right now.
The girls had to jump over a little stuffed frog. After Annabelle stopped and straightened the frog, she was more than happy to jump over it.
I had to take this shot of their reflection in the mirror, as I was unable to reach my arm all the way around the door to get a clear shot of them.
Annabelle had a blast at ballet and is looking forward to going back again next week!
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Mommy's Melted Heart
Annabelle is at that age where she says the cutest things. My mother loves to teach her funny new phrases, and she picks up all kinds of things from the cartoons she watches.
Last week when I was putting Annabelle to bed (I stay in the room with her for awhile until one of two things happen, either 1)she falls asleep or 2)I get tired of waiting for her to fall asleep and I leave.) All of a sudden I hear:
"Knock knock!"
I pause, unsure of what my little girl has just said to me. Then, a few seconds later:
"Knock knock!"
Just for giggle, I respond:
"Who's there?"
"Oven." Huh?? Oven?? OK, I'll play along.
"Oven who?"
Then I hear something incoherent followed by excited giggling.
Well, later on that night I explained to hubby what was going on with the apparent Knoch Knock joke and he knew right away what I was talking about. The joke appears to be from one of the cartoons that Annabelle watches regularly (Super Why) and the joke, when said correctly, goes like this:
"Knock knock!"
"Who's there?"
"Ivan."
"Ivan Who?"
"Ivan Working on the Railroad!"
This joke makes Annabelle giggle in such a cute way and, although she can now pronounce "Ivan" much more clearly, she still can't control the giggles long enough to say the punchline. So now, every night when I put her to bed, we go through the Knock Knock routine:
Annabelle: "Knock Knock!"
Mommy: "Who's there?"
Annabelle: "Ivan."
Mommy: "Ivan Who?"
Annabelle: uncontrollable giggles
It is absolutely adorable and just melts my heart!
Tonight, shortly before bedtime, Annabelle ran into the bathroom, crawled up onto the toilet and from there, onto the bathroom counter and then plopped her little tushy into the sink so she could sit there and look at herself in the mirror. This is her normal routine and is expected. She stares at herself and babbles, and carries on conversations with her reflection. Tonight she looked into the mirror and told herself, "Mommy is my best friend."
Can somebody help me mop my heart up off the floor?
Last week when I was putting Annabelle to bed (I stay in the room with her for awhile until one of two things happen, either 1)she falls asleep or 2)I get tired of waiting for her to fall asleep and I leave.) All of a sudden I hear:
"Knock knock!"
I pause, unsure of what my little girl has just said to me. Then, a few seconds later:
"Knock knock!"
Just for giggle, I respond:
"Who's there?"
"Oven." Huh?? Oven?? OK, I'll play along.
"Oven who?"
Then I hear something incoherent followed by excited giggling.
Well, later on that night I explained to hubby what was going on with the apparent Knoch Knock joke and he knew right away what I was talking about. The joke appears to be from one of the cartoons that Annabelle watches regularly (Super Why) and the joke, when said correctly, goes like this:
"Knock knock!"
"Who's there?"
"Ivan."
"Ivan Who?"
"Ivan Working on the Railroad!"
This joke makes Annabelle giggle in such a cute way and, although she can now pronounce "Ivan" much more clearly, she still can't control the giggles long enough to say the punchline. So now, every night when I put her to bed, we go through the Knock Knock routine:
Annabelle: "Knock Knock!"
Mommy: "Who's there?"
Annabelle: "Ivan."
Mommy: "Ivan Who?"
Annabelle: uncontrollable giggles
It is absolutely adorable and just melts my heart!
Tonight, shortly before bedtime, Annabelle ran into the bathroom, crawled up onto the toilet and from there, onto the bathroom counter and then plopped her little tushy into the sink so she could sit there and look at herself in the mirror. This is her normal routine and is expected. She stares at herself and babbles, and carries on conversations with her reflection. Tonight she looked into the mirror and told herself, "Mommy is my best friend."
Can somebody help me mop my heart up off the floor?
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
A New Life
Once again, I managed to drop off the face of the earth....or at least out of cyberspace. Life has a way of throwing us a curve ball from time to time and, unfortunately, some of us get curve ball after curve ball after curve ball with little to no time to react in between. This month marks the one year point since hubby was laid off from the only career he's ever had. We've gone into severe debt, lost our home, and uprooted our family to another time zone in order to maintain some semblance of a normal life.
So, the three of us are now living with my parents here in south Georgia (which I hate, by the way!) in a house just outside of town, right on the lake. Life has changed for us, that's for sure, and we are trying to make the best of it. We've been here for two months now and and are doing as well as can be expected.
We found a new church here. I really, really, REALLY miss our old church. I don't think I will ever find a new church that comes anywhere near what our former church was.
I was able to get a transfer with my job, so I am now the only employed person in the house. Hubby is still on the hunt for a job. He's been close several times.....made the final cut with several companies, but in the end, he's still unemployed. I don't make a lot of money where I'm at (I'm only part time) but I have excellent health insurance (yes, I get excellent insurance as a part timer!) so I choose to stay.
Annabelle is adjusting MUCH better than I thought she would. She absolutely adores her Mammaw and Pappaw, so she LOVES having them around all the time now. Christmas was great (Annabelle made out like a bandit!!) and pictures will be posted shortly.
Annabelle started ballet today. We went to observe before we actually signed her up and she LOVED it! She cried so hard when we left! I felt so bad having to drag her out of there. She won't be able to participate in the end-of-year recital (the costumes had to be ordered back in December, so we missed the deadline for that) but she can still participate in the weekly practices. It's going to be tons of fun, I just know it! It's disciplined and orderly, unlike the gymnastics classes we had her in back in Arkansas. I honestly feel that some parents used those gymnastics classes as a socialization hour where they would just let their children run amok while they spent the entire class chit chatting with one another. It was a constant source of frustration for me whenever that happened, as children would run around the mats with no supervision at all and would ruin the Mommy-Daughter experience for Annabelle and me.......well, ok, they ruined it for me, but probably not for Annabelle. It was distracting and I ended up spending more time trying to prevent her from following them than I did trying to help her with the actual gymnastics aspect of it. Ok....enough of my complaining. The whole point of this paragraph was merely to state that I have a good feeling about the ballet lessons. We'll see how it goes next week, when she actually gets to participate!!
So, the three of us are now living with my parents here in south Georgia (which I hate, by the way!) in a house just outside of town, right on the lake. Life has changed for us, that's for sure, and we are trying to make the best of it. We've been here for two months now and and are doing as well as can be expected.
We found a new church here. I really, really, REALLY miss our old church. I don't think I will ever find a new church that comes anywhere near what our former church was.
I was able to get a transfer with my job, so I am now the only employed person in the house. Hubby is still on the hunt for a job. He's been close several times.....made the final cut with several companies, but in the end, he's still unemployed. I don't make a lot of money where I'm at (I'm only part time) but I have excellent health insurance (yes, I get excellent insurance as a part timer!) so I choose to stay.
Annabelle is adjusting MUCH better than I thought she would. She absolutely adores her Mammaw and Pappaw, so she LOVES having them around all the time now. Christmas was great (Annabelle made out like a bandit!!) and pictures will be posted shortly.
Annabelle started ballet today. We went to observe before we actually signed her up and she LOVED it! She cried so hard when we left! I felt so bad having to drag her out of there. She won't be able to participate in the end-of-year recital (the costumes had to be ordered back in December, so we missed the deadline for that) but she can still participate in the weekly practices. It's going to be tons of fun, I just know it! It's disciplined and orderly, unlike the gymnastics classes we had her in back in Arkansas. I honestly feel that some parents used those gymnastics classes as a socialization hour where they would just let their children run amok while they spent the entire class chit chatting with one another. It was a constant source of frustration for me whenever that happened, as children would run around the mats with no supervision at all and would ruin the Mommy-Daughter experience for Annabelle and me.......well, ok, they ruined it for me, but probably not for Annabelle. It was distracting and I ended up spending more time trying to prevent her from following them than I did trying to help her with the actual gymnastics aspect of it. Ok....enough of my complaining. The whole point of this paragraph was merely to state that I have a good feeling about the ballet lessons. We'll see how it goes next week, when she actually gets to participate!!
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