A chronicle of our lives. One day, maybe a book...

Friday, July 23, 2010

"I'm Pwight"

"Mommy, I'm pwight," Mikayla said to me very matter-of-factly the other day. I had no idea what she was trying to say, so I did the 'I-need-to-figure-out-what-my-daughter-just-said-but-I-don't-want-her-to-know-that-I-have-no-clue-what-she-just-said' questioning. I replied, "Oh really, how's that?" Quite proud of herself, she put her hand on her chest and closed her eyes as she said, "I say please and thank you." She drew in a breath, "And...and...'scuse me...and...sorry...and I'm pwight," as she cocked her head slightly. Her nose was crinkled from her mouth right side of her mouth being drawn up. It clicked. "Yes, Mikayla. You are very polite."

Friday, July 16, 2010

"I love Jesus!"

I wanted to get this down before I forgot about it, so it's just a short post today. As I was taking Mikayla to her swim lesson today, we were talking about all of the people we love. Mikayla was saying, "I love Daddy big much, and I love Macey soooo little much." I asked her why she only loved Macey little much, and she said it's because Macey is little, and when Macey is big, she will love Macey big much. As she was naming off people she loved, she stopped, and drew in a big breath. "And I love Jesus! What would I do without Him? I love Him so big much!" I thought it was too precious. If only we all had such child-like faith!

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Moving is Never Fun!

Countdown to moving day: 3 days! We found a great 4 bedroom house in Justin - it is about 2 minutes from my new school. I am more than excited. There's a playground right down the street, and a community pool is within walking distance. It seems like everything is going so fast! I've been packing for the past several days, but it feels like I haven't made a dent. We got a whole bunch of boxes from different people, but it just isn't enough. We have way too much stuff. I took a car load of stuff to Goodwill, but I'm only about 3/4ths the way done packing up the house. Last night, Adam and I had to go find more boxes. We were dumpster-diving behind the Family Dollar. Very classy.

When Adam and I moved to our current house, I was 6 months pregnant with Mikayla, and I have decided it's much easier to move when pregnant than to move with kids. Mikayla has to ask what everything is that I put in every box. She gets in the way a lot, and I feel bad because I'm trying to pack, and I'm not giving her the attention she wants or needs. Her little three-year-old world is getting turned upside down. Then, when she wants something that I have already packed, she gets upset. I also am afraid to pack up too much because I might need it for the girls. So Macey's room isn't going to get packed until the night before.

I thought I would write down (type out?)a couple of stories about Mikayla before they become distant memories.

Mikayla loves to hear Bible stories. Every time we get in the car, she wants to hear stories of "Bible kids." Most of the time, she wants to hear about David. I think it's because she watched a movie about David and Goliath at Children's Church a couple weeks ago, and she really liked it. She wants to hear stories about "Little David," like when he was a shepherd and killed Goliath with the stones and slingshot. Then she wants to hear about "Big David" when he was king. I was telling her about David and Bathsheba - of course the "G-Rated" version. I told her that David got jealous of a man named Uriah, because he was married to Bathsheba, the most beautiful woman in all the land. Mikayla's ears perked up, and she said, "Like you and me, Mommy!" It melted my heart.

There are other moments that I find hilarious, but not quite as sweet. She asks me, "What time is it?" at least ten times a day. It's not as if she really understands the concept of time. At first, I responded by telling her the time. After a few days of this, I started making different replies. "Game Time" and "Time for you to get a watch" among them. Mikayla thought it was hilarious, so now she asks even more often (the opposite of what I was going for-oh well) and she will now instruct me as to how she wants me to answer. Where do they come up with these things?

Mikayla's grandma took her to Wendy's the other day, and in the kids meal were cards with jokes written on them. Mikayla quotes her favorite joke: "Knock, Knock, Who's there, No me know you have a cold, Mommy" She doesn't wait for the other person - she says the whole thing herself, but she leaves out the "Atch" and "Atch, who?" parts. But she thinks it's hilarious and will crack herself up laughing!

She also will flex her right arm and say, "This is thunder." Then flexing her left arm, she will say, "and this is lightning." The as she brings her flexed arms in across her chest, she says in a rather deep voice, "Don't get caught in the storm!"

Macey just stares at her big sister sometimes. I wonder what Macey thinks sometimes. She's so different from Mikayla. I'm beginning think that Macey is slightly more hard headed than I originally thought. When she was born, she never cried, and she was always the perfect angel. She still is, but I'm just noticing that she is a little more sneaky about her stubbornness. She will get upset when she doesn't have her pacifier, but yet she will take it out to insert her fingers into her mouth. She then gets upset because the pacifier came out, even though she was the one who took it out. She has also discovered that fussing will get her what she wants, and most of the time she wants Mommy to hold her - except when she's ready to go to sleep - she does not want any part of being held to go to sleep. She wants to be left alone. There is no rocking this child to sleep. She has learned that if she fusses, which she so seldom has done in the past, that I will pick her up. As soon as I pick her up, her fussiness vanishes. I set her down, fuss time again. Hmmm....smart girl.

I took Macey for her 4 month checkup on Monday, and she is 26 inches long and weighs 16 pounds 5 ounces. Big girl! She's in the 97th percentile for height and weight. I'm hoping she will be my tall girl. Mikayla was 6 months old before she was 26 inches long! **Crossing fingers** Grow, Macey, Grow!

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Losing my Blogging V-Card

Ok, so I have officially entered the world of blogging. It is not - in any way, shape, or form - because I have a desperate need to share my life with the world. It is rather that I want to create a living diary of sorts for the girls upon which to look back. It seems as though the past three years with Mikayla have flown by so quickly. So much has been forgotten, and I have been too caught up in work to sit down and write everything I wish to remember. I try to think back, and I wish so badly that I had written things down. Before computers, mothers would tirelessly scribe out every detail of their baby's life in the "Baby Book." I own one such baby book, and it sits empty and lonely on the top shelf of Mikayla's closet. I refuse to let this happen any longer. I want a recorded history of my girls, for they are my most precious gift, and I want to be able to look back and smile at the things they have said or done.

I wrote several things on my now defunct myspace page, and I am going to copy and paste them into here with a date so that I can have all writings about the girls in one place. I am also going to paste and copy a couple facebook notes that I have written about the girls. The other posts that will be on here before the date of July 6, 2010 are from my shutterfly site. I have always written a few words about the girls or about the pictures in the post, but now all the sites can be consolidated. I now have yet another website that I must attempt to keep up-to-date. I know have facebook, shutterfly, now this page. I will do my best!

The newest news is that I recently accepted a new teaching position at Northwest High School in Justin. It is an English-teaching only job, so I have hung up my coach's whistle (at least temporarily). It is bittersweet to be leaving such a great school, but I am excited to begin a new season of life where I will get to spend so much more time with my family. Thinking about all the things I will now get to do - Thanksgiving break, Christmas break - no before or after school practices, no Saturdays spent in the gym - makes me smile. I never ever thought I would feel this way, but I have to put my kids first, and I don't want to miss out on important parts of their lives. We also are moving out that way. We don't know where yet, but it will be in the Justin/Haslet/Roanoke area. I don't want to commute more than 15 minutes to school. We also have to find a new daycare for Mikayla, and she is not happy. Both times I have mentioned it to her, she has cried. Heidi, she says, is her best friend, and she doesn't want to leave Heidi!

For July 4th, we went to a friend's sister's house to swim. Mikayla showed off her newly acquired swim skills, for she has been in swim lessons for the better part of the summer so far. Macey sat in her baby float, and she loved the water. Adam dunked her completely under the water, and she didn't make a peep. She made a funny face because the water got in her eyes, but she wasn't upset in the least. After the swim, we went to a very all-American eatery for dinner: Chinese Buffet! We were tired and hungry, and it sounded good as we drove past! After dinner, we met Jason & Marte and their two little boys Ethan and Owen (who is only two weeks old) in Granbury for the fireworks show. I had forgotten just how far Granbury is from us! Mikayla was scared of the fireworks, as she was last year when we were in Kansas City at Jane's brother's house. We had our own private fireworks show last year, courtesy of Jess and Cindy. Jess, Robert, Ross and Alonso (Ross' friend) set them off for us in the field adjacent to Jess and Cindy's house. Mikayla said at the time, "No yike it, figh-ah-yerks" as she buried her face in my chest, hands covering her ears. It was translated as "No like it, fireworks." This year, she told me, "No like the boom, Mommy." She likes the pretty colors, just not the loud noises.

She doesn't like many loud noises. When she enters a boisterous gymnasium, she usually covers her ears. Like when she had her first basketball practice June 12th. I think I was actually more excited than she was for playing basketball. Adam and I signed her up knowing she is entirely too young for organized sports of any sort. I wanted to do it more because I thought it was adorable, and I could get some great photo ops that would be priceless in years to come. Especially if she ends up play at "Okah-tima." She decided during the women's NCAA basketball finals this year that when "Me get big, me play basketball at Okah-tima." She can now pronounce Oklahoma, and she relishes telling everyone that she is going to play there one day. Her team is the Hornets, and their jerseys are green and white reversibles. Quite nice for a 3-and-4 year old league. Screenprinted on each side is the Arlington "A" that the city uses as their logo. She now recognizes that "A" logo everywhere we go now. The "A" is on street signs, billboards, water towers, etc. When she "I spy something with my little eye," she said "My basketball!!" She associated the "A" with her basketball team, not the city in which we live, and I think it's hilarious!

Mikayla has also been learning logos and signs for various restaurants and gas stations. She will recognize them and call them out. The list she knows at this age is actually quite impressive. She is learning more every time we get in the car. I have decided to make it into a "learn how to read" experiment. I have made a pdf document to various logos, and i am going to show it to her, along with the letters that form the words. I am in hopes it can teach letter recognition and phonics.

I guess this is more than enough for my first real blog. I hope you enjoy it, and I hope that Mikayla and Macey will enjoy it (or be embarrassed by it) in the years to come!