I found something out yesterday on my umpteenth visit to the dr's office. This time, though it was for Cassie. She had been awake all night long Thurs/Fri night crying. Partially because of her ear, partially because Daddy was watching King Kong and it scared her. She doesn't have an ear infection, just pressure issues (collapsed eustasian tube and retraction for you medical people) and pain from that. Anyway, she hadn't been to the dr since last May for her 2-year check up. Was I surprised!!!
Rewind to a week and a half ago when I took Conrey. He weighed in at 22.1 lbs on a warm day when he was wearing light clothes.
Back to yesterday: Cassie weighed 27.8 lbs on a COLD day when she was wearing heavier winter clothes.
WHAT?!? My 8.5-month old and my 33.5-month-old (Sorry...just for comparison's sake) are only 5.7 lbs different?!? HA! WHOA!
I just couldn't believe it. That's like a sack of flour. Not much. Conrey, buddy....you need to start crawling, walking, SOMETHING to get some of that chub off, dude!
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Love and Logic
So, for those of you who read this, you know that I've been doing Love and Logic. We have been working for 2 weeks now on the "Uh-Oh Song." This basically is a cycle that you use when your child is misbehaving where you start out by saying, "UH-OH" before taking them to their room and there is more to it. Anyway, I was given a positive reenforcement today telling me that I had been practicing this pattern a lot. Conrey learned a new word. After taking sis to her room for misbehaving at the dinner table (what's new???), I came back and heard him saying "uh........oh....... uh......oh....." HA! He kept repeating it. He has heard it OFTEN between his screaming and sis's fussing/whining.
Another thing that I have nipped in the bud is being a 24-hour kitchen for Cassie. We eat at the appointed times and that is all. Last night on the way home from church when she started whining about being hungry, I reminded her that she chose for Daddy to finish her chicken nuggets at dinner. I said, "But I have great news..." She said, "Breakfast is in the morning?" Grinning to myself, I said, "YEP!" That has been my response almost every night for several weeks now. It was the first time that she told ME what the great news was. She actually said it kind of excited. She loves cereal and I think that she sees it as me telling her that a great thing will be waiting for her when she wakes up.
Anyway, between the potty training success and the other ways that life has improved around here, I'd say that L&L is definitely a hit. Of course, as with any child-training tool, there are things I use and things I don't; things I agree with and things I don't. What we're using is working, though, and that is obviously the point.
When I started, I thought that it was ridiculous when they said that L&L parents look forward to their children misbehaving because those are opportunities for learning and gaining wisdom. I now understand. I kind of go through my day and predict issues that are going to arise, how I will handle them, and how I can help her learn from it.
As for Conrey...he is still in a major screaming mode and nothing is working. If ANYONE has any ideas, I would gladly...GLADLY take them. He wants me holding him...period. Whenever I set him down, he screams. I am not one that has ever held my kids a ton, so I think when he was sick last week and I snuggled him a lot, held him when he slept (because he couldn't breathe), etc. it really spoiled him. Now, I'm struggling to break the cycle. I immediately put him in his "time out" location whenever he screams and he just screams harder and louder. Whenever I come back to check on him, he immediately stops. He will sit in his room with me just across the hall where he can see me and scream. He screamed for over an hour the other day before I finally picked him up for fear of damaging his vocal chords. So, any suggestions...ANY AT ALL...please help a struggling momma out! :)
I'm off to bed.
Another thing that I have nipped in the bud is being a 24-hour kitchen for Cassie. We eat at the appointed times and that is all. Last night on the way home from church when she started whining about being hungry, I reminded her that she chose for Daddy to finish her chicken nuggets at dinner. I said, "But I have great news..." She said, "Breakfast is in the morning?" Grinning to myself, I said, "YEP!" That has been my response almost every night for several weeks now. It was the first time that she told ME what the great news was. She actually said it kind of excited. She loves cereal and I think that she sees it as me telling her that a great thing will be waiting for her when she wakes up.
Anyway, between the potty training success and the other ways that life has improved around here, I'd say that L&L is definitely a hit. Of course, as with any child-training tool, there are things I use and things I don't; things I agree with and things I don't. What we're using is working, though, and that is obviously the point.
When I started, I thought that it was ridiculous when they said that L&L parents look forward to their children misbehaving because those are opportunities for learning and gaining wisdom. I now understand. I kind of go through my day and predict issues that are going to arise, how I will handle them, and how I can help her learn from it.
As for Conrey...he is still in a major screaming mode and nothing is working. If ANYONE has any ideas, I would gladly...GLADLY take them. He wants me holding him...period. Whenever I set him down, he screams. I am not one that has ever held my kids a ton, so I think when he was sick last week and I snuggled him a lot, held him when he slept (because he couldn't breathe), etc. it really spoiled him. Now, I'm struggling to break the cycle. I immediately put him in his "time out" location whenever he screams and he just screams harder and louder. Whenever I come back to check on him, he immediately stops. He will sit in his room with me just across the hall where he can see me and scream. He screamed for over an hour the other day before I finally picked him up for fear of damaging his vocal chords. So, any suggestions...ANY AT ALL...please help a struggling momma out! :)
I'm off to bed.
Interview with a 2-year-old...about her mommy
This is a fun meme-esque thing I got from my cousin's blog. Thanks, B!
It is a series of questions that you ask your child. Enjoy!
1. What is something mommy always says to you? “Do not pee pee in my panties”
2. What makes mommy happy? “When I clean up my toys.”
3. What makes mommy sad? “Pee peeing in my panties” (can you tell we’ve been training)
4. How does mommy make you laugh? “Because you tickle me”
5. What was your mom like as a child? “A baby”
6. How old is your mom? “2” (I kept saying, “No…mommy, not you.” She said, “Yeah, you’re 2 too!”)
7. How tall is your mom? “short” (Thanks…)
8. What is her favorite thing to do? “Eat food” (She knows me WELL!)
9. What does your mom do when you're not around? “writing”
10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for? “no” (She didn’t understand this question. She is, after all, 2)
11. What is your mom really good at? “Cleaning up toys”
12. What is your mom not very good at? “Not listening” (So sad…)
13. What does your mom do for a job? “Helping Daddy” (I think that that is an adequate description…I am his helpmeet, afterall)
14.What is your mom's favorite food? “Quesadilla” (I think she was thinking of what SHE likes)
15.What makes you proud of your mom? “Talking to somebody” (I guess she likes it that I’m social???)
16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be? “Ruby” (From Max and Ruby…great…Ruby is WAY bossy!!! HA!)
17. What do you and your mom do together? “Play with Toys”
18. How are you and your mom the same? “We like to play games”
19. How are you and your mom different? “We’re mommy and sister and we have a baby”
20. How do you know your mom loves you? “Because Jesus loves everybody” (I think she was a little bit confused, but she knows that love and Jesus go together, at least!
21. What does your mom like most about your dad? “Helping” (True, I DO like it when Daddy helps me, but I wouldn’t say it’s my favorite thing about Daddy…)
22. Where is your mom's favorite place to go? “The Zoo” (Uh…not really)
It is a series of questions that you ask your child. Enjoy!
1. What is something mommy always says to you? “Do not pee pee in my panties”
2. What makes mommy happy? “When I clean up my toys.”
3. What makes mommy sad? “Pee peeing in my panties” (can you tell we’ve been training)
4. How does mommy make you laugh? “Because you tickle me”
5. What was your mom like as a child? “A baby”
6. How old is your mom? “2” (I kept saying, “No…mommy, not you.” She said, “Yeah, you’re 2 too!”)
7. How tall is your mom? “short” (Thanks…)
8. What is her favorite thing to do? “Eat food” (She knows me WELL!)
9. What does your mom do when you're not around? “writing”
10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for? “no” (She didn’t understand this question. She is, after all, 2)
11. What is your mom really good at? “Cleaning up toys”
12. What is your mom not very good at? “Not listening” (So sad…)
13. What does your mom do for a job? “Helping Daddy” (I think that that is an adequate description…I am his helpmeet, afterall)
14.What is your mom's favorite food? “Quesadilla” (I think she was thinking of what SHE likes)
15.What makes you proud of your mom? “Talking to somebody” (I guess she likes it that I’m social???)
16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be? “Ruby” (From Max and Ruby…great…Ruby is WAY bossy!!! HA!)
17. What do you and your mom do together? “Play with Toys”
18. How are you and your mom the same? “We like to play games”
19. How are you and your mom different? “We’re mommy and sister and we have a baby”
20. How do you know your mom loves you? “Because Jesus loves everybody” (I think she was a little bit confused, but she knows that love and Jesus go together, at least!
21. What does your mom like most about your dad? “Helping” (True, I DO like it when Daddy helps me, but I wouldn’t say it’s my favorite thing about Daddy…)
22. Where is your mom's favorite place to go? “The Zoo” (Uh…not really)
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Shhh
A LESSON IN "THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK..."
especially in front of your kids.
The other day, as I picked up the phone to call my mom (we talk like 5 times every day), Cassie sighed and said, "Is that another one of those dumb, stupid phone calls?"
I gasped. The sad thing was, I knew EXACTLY what she was talking about. The evening before, I had been talking to Daddy about all of the "dumb, stupid telemarketing calls" that we had been receiving ever since getting a land line. The DAY...the very DAY that the phone was installed, I signed up on the do not call list. However, it takes 2-3 weeks before it is a done deal. We had been overwhelmed with telemarketer calls and debt collection calls (if anyone named Stacia ________ owes lots of money, PLEASE pay them back so that they will quit calling me!!!). It was annoy, yes. However, a simple question from my the mouth of my beautiful daughter clued me in to how stinky my attitude was in front of her regarding our "black phone."
Be careful what comes out of your mouth in all circumstances, but especially in front of those loose jaws that can only (or, at least should only) belong to your 2-year-old.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
The Crayon Song
This is currently Cassie's favorite song. If I can A) Get my camera to work and B) Get her to perform for the camera, I will have her sing it. This is a song we sang when we were little. Anyway, here are the words:
Oh, when I was a little child no higher than your knee, my mommy bought a box of crayons just for me. I picked them up. I opened them up. I looked way down inside. The colors reminded me of Jesus when He died.
OH-H-H red is the color of the blood that he shed. Brown is for the crown of thorns they placed upon his head. OH-H-H blue is for royality, which in him did dwell. Yellow is for the Christian who's afraid to tell.
I colored and I colored 'til my crayons were all gone. Even though I am older now my memory lingers on. So when I see a little child with a crayon box in hand, I tell them what it means to me and hope they understand.
OH-H-H red is the color of the blood that he shed. Brown is for the crown of thorns they placed upon his head. OH-H-H blue is for royality, which in him did dwell. Yellow is for the Christian who's afraid to tell.
Afraid to tell of a Saviour who died on Calvary. He died for lowly sinners just like you and me. Someday soon He's coming back to be our King and the colors of the crayon box we will sing!
OH-H-H red is the color of the blood that he shed. Brown is for the crown of thorns they placed upon his head. OH-H-H blue is for royality, which in him did dwell. Yellow is for the Christian who's afraid to tell.
So, don't you be a Christian, who's afraid to tell!
This is a kiddie song, but I think that it is a powerful reminder. Still to this day, I think of such things when I open up my crayons. I have thought of the significance of other colors, as well. I am thankful for tools like this that will instill truth in the heart of my 2 year old RIGHT NOW so that she has a solid foundation on which to build her whole life through. She knows the chorus of this song and parts of the verses. God will hold me accountable for the teaching of my children someday. I hope that He will tell me that I did well teaching my children to love and follow Him. It's a huge burden on my heart.
Oh, when I was a little child no higher than your knee, my mommy bought a box of crayons just for me. I picked them up. I opened them up. I looked way down inside. The colors reminded me of Jesus when He died.
OH-H-H red is the color of the blood that he shed. Brown is for the crown of thorns they placed upon his head. OH-H-H blue is for royality, which in him did dwell. Yellow is for the Christian who's afraid to tell.
I colored and I colored 'til my crayons were all gone. Even though I am older now my memory lingers on. So when I see a little child with a crayon box in hand, I tell them what it means to me and hope they understand.
OH-H-H red is the color of the blood that he shed. Brown is for the crown of thorns they placed upon his head. OH-H-H blue is for royality, which in him did dwell. Yellow is for the Christian who's afraid to tell.
Afraid to tell of a Saviour who died on Calvary. He died for lowly sinners just like you and me. Someday soon He's coming back to be our King and the colors of the crayon box we will sing!
OH-H-H red is the color of the blood that he shed. Brown is for the crown of thorns they placed upon his head. OH-H-H blue is for royality, which in him did dwell. Yellow is for the Christian who's afraid to tell.
So, don't you be a Christian, who's afraid to tell!
This is a kiddie song, but I think that it is a powerful reminder. Still to this day, I think of such things when I open up my crayons. I have thought of the significance of other colors, as well. I am thankful for tools like this that will instill truth in the heart of my 2 year old RIGHT NOW so that she has a solid foundation on which to build her whole life through. She knows the chorus of this song and parts of the verses. God will hold me accountable for the teaching of my children someday. I hope that He will tell me that I did well teaching my children to love and follow Him. It's a huge burden on my heart.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Sorry, sorry, sorry
Sorry for the lack of postings. We have been busy. We have been gone. We have had sick kids. Conrey started with a cough and cold. Then, an ear infection. Then, the start of pneumonia. Three days of a z-pak later and he's doing much, much better. The day he had his chest x-ray, sis started coughing. ugh. She has a way worse cough than his ever got, but she seems to be feeling okay otherwise.
In other news, mommy got down and dirty about potty training. You see, babies wear diapers. SO, on the GREAT advice from some wise friends, I explained to Cassie that if she was going to do that like a baby, she was going to live like a baby. Babies don't watch TV. Babies only play with baby toys. Babies sleep in baby beds (aka the pack'n' play). Babies don't get snacks. Babies only get to drink milk or water (she HATES milk). Babies take multiple naps each day. Babies cannot color. The list goes on and on. So, after explaining all of this to her, I explained that if she decided to pee-pee in the Dora panties that I was putting on her, she would have to live like a baby. If she continued to be a baby, she would have to start eating baby food. For her, this is synonomous with eating liver and onions...the worst thing she can imagine. SO, she did really well...until she decided to poo in her panties. ICK ICK ICK! Guess who stood in the bathtub and rinsed out those panties? Don't worry, people, I thoroughly...THOROUGHLY sanitized the tub afterwards. I made her rinse them out, which she did NOT enjoy. Then, we reverted to babyhood. I was saving the baby food for the second offense. Guess what? I have yet to feed her baby food. She has been doing AWESOME. She has had a few accidents, but accidents happen and I don't count those against her. What I DO count against her is stubborness and the decision that she doesn't want to use the toilet. She has done awesome. When we go out in public, I put a pull-up on over her panties. At the dr's office, she told me when she needed to potty and stayed dry. The amazing thing? I have never had to ask her if she needs to go. She tells me!!!!!!! Do I smell success??? I think so! NOW, before I have this all come crashing down on me because of my pride (again), I will say that this was done with a lot of prayer and petition on my part (both on my own and with Cassie...again another brilliant suggestion from my Bible study moms). It is Cassie doing the work not me. So, I'm not patting my own back, but rather thanking my lucky stars and the good Lord for finally giving me the wisdom to get this done (referred wisdom from the ladies). We're on the right track, Hallelujah!
Well, I think that's all I have for now. Congrats to Jessica for the arrival of Baby Jaxon and hang in there to my other preggo friends who are due anywhere from 2 days from now to 6 weeks from now. I know that this is where it gets tough, so stay strong!
Everyone take care and I'll update again soon...I hope!
In other news, mommy got down and dirty about potty training. You see, babies wear diapers. SO, on the GREAT advice from some wise friends, I explained to Cassie that if she was going to do that like a baby, she was going to live like a baby. Babies don't watch TV. Babies only play with baby toys. Babies sleep in baby beds (aka the pack'n' play). Babies don't get snacks. Babies only get to drink milk or water (she HATES milk). Babies take multiple naps each day. Babies cannot color. The list goes on and on. So, after explaining all of this to her, I explained that if she decided to pee-pee in the Dora panties that I was putting on her, she would have to live like a baby. If she continued to be a baby, she would have to start eating baby food. For her, this is synonomous with eating liver and onions...the worst thing she can imagine. SO, she did really well...until she decided to poo in her panties. ICK ICK ICK! Guess who stood in the bathtub and rinsed out those panties? Don't worry, people, I thoroughly...THOROUGHLY sanitized the tub afterwards. I made her rinse them out, which she did NOT enjoy. Then, we reverted to babyhood. I was saving the baby food for the second offense. Guess what? I have yet to feed her baby food. She has been doing AWESOME. She has had a few accidents, but accidents happen and I don't count those against her. What I DO count against her is stubborness and the decision that she doesn't want to use the toilet. She has done awesome. When we go out in public, I put a pull-up on over her panties. At the dr's office, she told me when she needed to potty and stayed dry. The amazing thing? I have never had to ask her if she needs to go. She tells me!!!!!!! Do I smell success??? I think so! NOW, before I have this all come crashing down on me because of my pride (again), I will say that this was done with a lot of prayer and petition on my part (both on my own and with Cassie...again another brilliant suggestion from my Bible study moms). It is Cassie doing the work not me. So, I'm not patting my own back, but rather thanking my lucky stars and the good Lord for finally giving me the wisdom to get this done (referred wisdom from the ladies). We're on the right track, Hallelujah!
Well, I think that's all I have for now. Congrats to Jessica for the arrival of Baby Jaxon and hang in there to my other preggo friends who are due anywhere from 2 days from now to 6 weeks from now. I know that this is where it gets tough, so stay strong!
Everyone take care and I'll update again soon...I hope!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
DUMB!
Don't waste your time trying to vote for my little man. You have to enter all of this stupid stuff and you have to tell your whole address/phone/etc. before you can vote and then you have to say yes or no to all of this junk. So sorry! Thanks for those of you who tried! Loves!
SHAMELESS PLUG!
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE click here: https://www.greatamericanphotocontest.com/voter1/index.aspx?referid=EmailFriends&p=1097999&x=.jpg and go vote for Conrey on the cutest baby photo contest. Several people have told me time and again to submit him and I finally did. SO, if you don't mind, please go vote for him! Thanks!
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Only a month and a half behind!
Why didn't someone KINDLY point out that I still had a CHRISTMAS BACKGROUND! Oh, golly! I've gotta cupcake obsession and decided to display it with this new background. Hope you like it!
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Training
Not the kids this time, though I'm still loving my Love and Logic class. It is really helping me teach Cassie how to respond, behave, etc. appropriately. Our house runs much smoother and I get to the end of my rope less often.
It's me that is being trained, though. I have a friend that is always open to blogging about growth in her Christian life. She has blogged about her pride issues a few times and today that really hit home with me. You know how the Bible says not to boast? Well, that applies to bragging about your kiddos, as well. The moment you do, they prove how dead wrong you are! An idea presented in my L&L class was the bean box. You basically get a box/tub/bin and put whatever sort of beans suit your fancy in it. You give it to your kid with a few fun ideas of what to do with it. Voila! Instant, creative fun. Cassie played with her beans for the first time yesterday. I had 2-1/2 hours of bliss as she played (Don't worry--I checked on her often and I gave her rules about no beans in the mouth, no beans near brother, no beans when he's in the room, etc.). She hid things in the beans. She poured beans out of her teapot. She begged to keep playing with them after dinner (after they were all cleaned up). She loved those beans. She cleaned them up well, too. It was a great thing for a busy momma that is trying to unpack her house.
This morning at L&L, I told some of the girls what a huge success it was, how nicely Cassie played, etc. etc. etc.
Rewind from this very moment to 30 minutes ago. I go into her room. Beans are EVERYWHERE. Beans are down the hallway. Beans are all over her room. A few have landed on the exersaucer in the hall where baby brother was playing. EEK! I about had a heart attack. What was worse than that? She had made a pile of beans that she was sitting on/in and had wet her panties...real panties. So, I had pee-pee beans. I had beans everywhere. I had a near disaster with the beans and baby. I had wet panties. I had...well...a response to my pride about how my daughter would never do something like that with her beans. I'm really not naive enough to think that, perse, but I did think that she listened and would obey. I was arrogant in my thinking, I must admit.
Alas, there was no tragedy in this story. Nobody was hurt (though the spanking may have hurt. It was for the beans being where brother could get them...not the rest of the mess...the consequence for the mess was just losing the beans). Nothing was ruined (though her carpet got pee-pee on it and Conrey's got poop on it today...lots of carpet cleaning). Nothing was broken...except for my prideful spirit. This won't be the last time God has to speak to me in this way, I'm sure. I just hope that I learn from it each time and do better the next.
Moral of the story: When you brag...you WILL get your "reward" for that bragging.
Moral #2: Don't eat beans at my house. :)
Yes, I still have a sense of humor after Cassie and I cleaned up. I'm tell 'ya...it was like thousands of beans. UGH. A lot. Ick.
Anyone want to share some of their kid (or even pet for those of you that don't yet have children) stories to make me feel better?!? :) :) :)
It's me that is being trained, though. I have a friend that is always open to blogging about growth in her Christian life. She has blogged about her pride issues a few times and today that really hit home with me. You know how the Bible says not to boast? Well, that applies to bragging about your kiddos, as well. The moment you do, they prove how dead wrong you are! An idea presented in my L&L class was the bean box. You basically get a box/tub/bin and put whatever sort of beans suit your fancy in it. You give it to your kid with a few fun ideas of what to do with it. Voila! Instant, creative fun. Cassie played with her beans for the first time yesterday. I had 2-1/2 hours of bliss as she played (Don't worry--I checked on her often and I gave her rules about no beans in the mouth, no beans near brother, no beans when he's in the room, etc.). She hid things in the beans. She poured beans out of her teapot. She begged to keep playing with them after dinner (after they were all cleaned up). She loved those beans. She cleaned them up well, too. It was a great thing for a busy momma that is trying to unpack her house.
This morning at L&L, I told some of the girls what a huge success it was, how nicely Cassie played, etc. etc. etc.
Rewind from this very moment to 30 minutes ago. I go into her room. Beans are EVERYWHERE. Beans are down the hallway. Beans are all over her room. A few have landed on the exersaucer in the hall where baby brother was playing. EEK! I about had a heart attack. What was worse than that? She had made a pile of beans that she was sitting on/in and had wet her panties...real panties. So, I had pee-pee beans. I had beans everywhere. I had a near disaster with the beans and baby. I had wet panties. I had...well...a response to my pride about how my daughter would never do something like that with her beans. I'm really not naive enough to think that, perse, but I did think that she listened and would obey. I was arrogant in my thinking, I must admit.
Alas, there was no tragedy in this story. Nobody was hurt (though the spanking may have hurt. It was for the beans being where brother could get them...not the rest of the mess...the consequence for the mess was just losing the beans). Nothing was ruined (though her carpet got pee-pee on it and Conrey's got poop on it today...lots of carpet cleaning). Nothing was broken...except for my prideful spirit. This won't be the last time God has to speak to me in this way, I'm sure. I just hope that I learn from it each time and do better the next.
Moral of the story: When you brag...you WILL get your "reward" for that bragging.
Moral #2: Don't eat beans at my house. :)
Yes, I still have a sense of humor after Cassie and I cleaned up. I'm tell 'ya...it was like thousands of beans. UGH. A lot. Ick.
Anyone want to share some of their kid (or even pet for those of you that don't yet have children) stories to make me feel better?!? :) :) :)
Monday, February 2, 2009
Bucket List...a post for FUN!
I got this "Bucket List" from my friend, Bekah Lynn. The orange ones are the ones that apply to me. Are there any that surprise you? Do you have numbers you would like to share that you have done or numbers you would like to do? I thought this was fun and made me reflect a little and look to the future a little. I hope this post prompts you to remember some of the important things in life and maybe to enjoy your many blessings a little more thoroughly today.
1. Started your own blog--duh.
2. Slept under the stars.
3. Played in a band--does Jazz Band, Pep Band, and regular band in school count? HA!
4. Visited Hawaii--when I was 8
5. Watched a meteor shower--anyone remember the wishing at Teen Camp???
6. Given more to charity than you can afford
7.Been to DisneyWorld
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
12. Visited Paris
1 3. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child--does my sister count?
16. Had food poisoning.
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept in an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitchhiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping-uh...more than once! :)
27. Run a marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice.
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset--Nothing more amazing than a mountaintop sunrise in Colorado!
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise--6 or 7
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community--Yoder, BABY!
36. Taught yourself a new language--Spanish and Japanese
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
41. Sung karaoke
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted.
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling-snorkeling...I panic every time.
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
WHERE ARE 64 and 65???
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades--SCARY!
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person--twice, I think.
80. Published a book.
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car--stupid mistake!
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper--I was a model in a JC Penney's ad when I was 3
85. Read the entire Bible--I've read it all in pieces, but not in order or consecutively
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating- fish--ICK! I really couldn't eat it after that, but I ate a bite or 2
89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous--no, but I saw John Stamos (Uncle Jesse from Full House) when we were in Hawaii
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby-2!
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a lawsuit--no, but my parents currently are involved in a really ridiculous one.
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee--does multiple wasp stings count?
100. Read an entire book in one day--too many to count! The Harry Potter Books, Orson Scott Card Books, and Twilight Books to name a few
1. Started your own blog--duh.
2. Slept under the stars.
3. Played in a band--does Jazz Band, Pep Band, and regular band in school count? HA!
4. Visited Hawaii--when I was 8
5. Watched a meteor shower--anyone remember the wishing at Teen Camp???
6. Given more to charity than you can afford
7.Been to DisneyWorld
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
12. Visited Paris
1 3. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child--does my sister count?
16. Had food poisoning.
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept in an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitchhiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping-uh...more than once! :)
27. Run a marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice.
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset--Nothing more amazing than a mountaintop sunrise in Colorado!
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise--6 or 7
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community--Yoder, BABY!
36. Taught yourself a new language--Spanish and Japanese
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
41. Sung karaoke
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted.
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling-snorkeling...I panic every time.
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
WHERE ARE 64 and 65???
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades--SCARY!
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person--twice, I think.
80. Published a book.
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car--stupid mistake!
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper--I was a model in a JC Penney's ad when I was 3
85. Read the entire Bible--I've read it all in pieces, but not in order or consecutively
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating- fish--ICK! I really couldn't eat it after that, but I ate a bite or 2
89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous--no, but I saw John Stamos (Uncle Jesse from Full House) when we were in Hawaii
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby-2!
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a lawsuit--no, but my parents currently are involved in a really ridiculous one.
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee--does multiple wasp stings count?
100. Read an entire book in one day--too many to count! The Harry Potter Books, Orson Scott Card Books, and Twilight Books to name a few
Hello from the new home
Well, no pics yet. The camera is messed up and refusing to cooperate. We are in. We are unpacking. We are in utter chaos. BUT, we are in. We are figuring out where to put things. Our 3-car garage is a mess of boxes and we cannot even get 1 vehicle in it. We have our necessities in place and are daily unpacking the remaining "stuff."
Cassie had a hard time the 1st 2 nights, but was fine from then on. The first night, she kept saying that she wanted to go home. She wanted her green house. It broke my heart.
Conrey has been a mess, but has been hilarious at other times. He is sleeping AWFUL both day and night. However, in between his catnaps, he is the happiest, smiliest, best kid. He growls at you now to play. He can say Momma and hi. He sits alone and plays for 20-30 minutes before he's done with being by himself. If sis is around, he'll play for longer.
If you remember with Cassie, her first word was Dada and her second word was Grandpa, so I'm thrilled that Conrey decided to say momma first! :)
Well, sorry this is brief, but it catches you up. I'll be back soon!!!
Cassie had a hard time the 1st 2 nights, but was fine from then on. The first night, she kept saying that she wanted to go home. She wanted her green house. It broke my heart.
Conrey has been a mess, but has been hilarious at other times. He is sleeping AWFUL both day and night. However, in between his catnaps, he is the happiest, smiliest, best kid. He growls at you now to play. He can say Momma and hi. He sits alone and plays for 20-30 minutes before he's done with being by himself. If sis is around, he'll play for longer.
If you remember with Cassie, her first word was Dada and her second word was Grandpa, so I'm thrilled that Conrey decided to say momma first! :)
Well, sorry this is brief, but it catches you up. I'll be back soon!!!
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