Things have been hectic and crazy, and I haven't been able to post anything. I don't even know what the last thing I posted was. And I also know that there is no way that I will be able to post everything that I want, there are things that will be left out inevitably.
We, for the most part, have had a wonderful Christmas. It started a week and a half before Christmas. My mom, Grandma, Aunt, and sister-in-law come over for "Christmas Tea." We never get together, just us, the ladies of my family. I really enjoyed the break to be able to just sit, drink my tea, and visit my family. From there everything gets a little blurry. There was the finishing to the decorating, and the shopping. There where gifts to finish, and baking to do. And before I knew it it was December 23rd, and I was out at 10pm trying to find something to get Bennett. I had known what I wanted to get him, but being that I had to wait until the last minute...long long story....I couldn't find that item anywhere. SO it took a little longer to be able to finish. On December 24th, I was determined to finish everything, and be of sound mind before the end. But as the morning wore on, I was beginning to find that I was beginning to see that nothing was going to get done. The girls where in a mood, and everything was moving in slow motion. That evening my mother had her traditional Christmas Eve celebration. It was great to be there. It's been five years since I was able to enjoy Christmas Eve with my family, and I enjoyed it immensely. My parents blessed us with a video camera. We were so surprised.
Christmas eve wore on as we finished wrapping the girls gifts. We finally went to bed around midnight, and thanks to girls that aren't old enough yet to know any different, everyone slept in until around 9 am. Bennett and I woke up, Makayla was soon to follow. Alyssa however slept on. Finally about 9:30 I decided that I better wake her up. I mean, I had lots left to do after we did Christmas morning, and we needed to leave for Christmas at my Grandmothers around 2pm. I walked into the girls room, gently sat on Alyssa's bed. "Alyssa, its time to open presents." I was meet with a very grumpy girl. "I trying to sleep." And she rolled over and pulled the covers over her head. That's my girl.
Okay, so there is more that I would love to share, but I am tired and hungry. So I will continue later....Night!
Sunday, December 28
Sunday, December 21
Back safe and sound....
Well, I made it through my trip. And I want to tell everyone about it....but I have no strenght left today...Maybe tomorrow...Hopefully!
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Monday, December 15
Marshmallow Brains
Christmas cookies are baking, stew is on the stove, dishes are everywhere, and its icing outside. They say that it isn't supposed to get too bad, but we will just have to see. Bennett is on his way home, and he said that the roads are getting pretty bad out there.
Now, let me clarify. There is a big difference between bad here in Texas, and bad in places like NY are too different things. When you have a little ice here, things shut down. There is a run on the grocery stores. Things get bad.
Now, up there it takes a really bad ice storm to shut things down. And from what I understand they recently had one, so they know.
Anyways, I have said all of this to paint the picture for the story that I am about to tell you. Alyssa came up, and so sweetly said, "Can I sit in your lap?" I look down and smile. She doesn't ask very often. She is growing up so fast. At a rate that my heart cannot process it. I know that I have but a few short moments in time, before she will be in her own house hold, cooking her own family dinner, looking out at the weather, and she will be the one saying a prayer that her husband will arrive home safely.
I draw her up into my lap. She is so beautiful. "Why did you childs?" (that's they way that she says children) I think for just a moment before replying, "so that I could have someone to love. Someone to make cookies with. Someone to show things to."
"No, I say, why you want childs, you know before Makayla was born." Hummm, I am not sure how to answer this. Perhaps she is feeling like she doesn't enjoy sharing mommy with Makayla. "I wanted you to have a little sister to play with," I reply.
"No, I mean, I have a baby in my tummy, whats her name? and hold on, wait right there." At this point she runs to the refrigerator, and grabs a picture that she drew of the baby in her tummy. Every since Makayla was born she as been compelled to tell everyone she meets that there is a baby in her tummy named Curly.
So at this point I am at a loss. I mean, what do I say. The baby in her tummy, this Curly is very important. I want to encourage her to use her mind, her imagination, and learn. I want her to dream. But at the same time I don't want to allow her to .... I don't know. I mean, come on, telling the lady at the counter of the store, "hey, I have a baby in my tummy, her names is Curly, and she will come out when she is big enough," is only so funny the first 100 or so times. After that you begin to hope they don't understand her. And it won't be so funny when she gets older. I mean, right now she is three. What about when she is thirteen. I know that she won't be saying these things when she is thirteen, or at least I hope that she isn't. But the concept is the same. I want her to grow.
So as I sit there and contemplate on how much she is growing, and how to help her along life's pathways, she goes about her way, doing her own thing. Daddy gets home and he wants to know why I have a orange dot on my nose...."we had to have them..." I explain. And then Alyssa shows him the presents under the tree. My mother-in-law sent them.
"Mommy can we open them now?" All day she has been asking. Again I tell her, "Not until Christmas day." She walks away for just a moment, and then comes back..."Can I move the Christmas Star to 25?" As I laugh hysterically, I remember that I have nothing to fear...Curlies will come and go. There will be other things. And she is going to grow up just fine. After all, I am not raising Marshmallow brains. :)
Now, let me clarify. There is a big difference between bad here in Texas, and bad in places like NY are too different things. When you have a little ice here, things shut down. There is a run on the grocery stores. Things get bad.
Now, up there it takes a really bad ice storm to shut things down. And from what I understand they recently had one, so they know.
Anyways, I have said all of this to paint the picture for the story that I am about to tell you. Alyssa came up, and so sweetly said, "Can I sit in your lap?" I look down and smile. She doesn't ask very often. She is growing up so fast. At a rate that my heart cannot process it. I know that I have but a few short moments in time, before she will be in her own house hold, cooking her own family dinner, looking out at the weather, and she will be the one saying a prayer that her husband will arrive home safely.
I draw her up into my lap. She is so beautiful. "Why did you childs?" (that's they way that she says children) I think for just a moment before replying, "so that I could have someone to love. Someone to make cookies with. Someone to show things to."
"No, I say, why you want childs, you know before Makayla was born." Hummm, I am not sure how to answer this. Perhaps she is feeling like she doesn't enjoy sharing mommy with Makayla. "I wanted you to have a little sister to play with," I reply.
"No, I mean, I have a baby in my tummy, whats her name? and hold on, wait right there." At this point she runs to the refrigerator, and grabs a picture that she drew of the baby in her tummy. Every since Makayla was born she as been compelled to tell everyone she meets that there is a baby in her tummy named Curly.
So at this point I am at a loss. I mean, what do I say. The baby in her tummy, this Curly is very important. I want to encourage her to use her mind, her imagination, and learn. I want her to dream. But at the same time I don't want to allow her to .... I don't know. I mean, come on, telling the lady at the counter of the store, "hey, I have a baby in my tummy, her names is Curly, and she will come out when she is big enough," is only so funny the first 100 or so times. After that you begin to hope they don't understand her. And it won't be so funny when she gets older. I mean, right now she is three. What about when she is thirteen. I know that she won't be saying these things when she is thirteen, or at least I hope that she isn't. But the concept is the same. I want her to grow.
So as I sit there and contemplate on how much she is growing, and how to help her along life's pathways, she goes about her way, doing her own thing. Daddy gets home and he wants to know why I have a orange dot on my nose...."we had to have them..." I explain. And then Alyssa shows him the presents under the tree. My mother-in-law sent them.
"Mommy can we open them now?" All day she has been asking. Again I tell her, "Not until Christmas day." She walks away for just a moment, and then comes back..."Can I move the Christmas Star to 25?" As I laugh hysterically, I remember that I have nothing to fear...Curlies will come and go. There will be other things. And she is going to grow up just fine. After all, I am not raising Marshmallow brains. :)
Saturday, December 13
Baby Food...
So, I have been reading this other blog lately. Actually I am practically obsessed with it. I look at it more than any other, well, just about. Everyday I am checking to see if I may be able to save some money. Check it out!!! I swear, you too will be obsessed. JANE4girls $800 Annual Budget
And in that spirit, I was on a quest to find coupons, today it was the baby food coupon. And while I haven't found a site that says, hey, we will give you baby food for free....(if you find one, let me know)....I did find what I feel like is a pretty good deal, I mean, I am buying the stuff anyways, right?
If you send in 48 Proofs of Purchase from any Beech Nut product, they will send you 4 $1.00 off coupons for their baby food.
Okay, now that I have "shared the wealth" I am off to do a little holiday baking....after I do the dishes of course. :)
And in that spirit, I was on a quest to find coupons, today it was the baby food coupon. And while I haven't found a site that says, hey, we will give you baby food for free....(if you find one, let me know)....I did find what I feel like is a pretty good deal, I mean, I am buying the stuff anyways, right?
If you send in 48 Proofs of Purchase from any Beech Nut product, they will send you 4 $1.00 off coupons for their baby food.
Okay, now that I have "shared the wealth" I am off to do a little holiday baking....after I do the dishes of course. :)
Monday, December 8
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!
So the other day I made over my blog to look festive. I really like it, especially since I love snowmen. I have been really busy ever since, decorating the house, getting gifts ready, and, oh yea, being sick. I came down with some sort of virus. Nasty. It really reminded me how much I hate feeling sick. I hate it because, I have a family, and they still need me. Children still have to be feed, diapers still have to be changed, life still goes on. And while I was sooooooo thankful it was over the weekend, and Bennett was able to help, there are still some things that he can't do...ie nurse Makayla. But for now I feel much better, and I am excited to get busy today, and continue working towards Christmas!
Monday, December 1
Day off, or is it off day?
So I officially haven't done squat today...well that's not exactly true...I am the mother of a three year old, and a five almost six month old. So I have done quite a lot today actually. But I haven't done anything else. I have had one of those days where I have felt blah all day. I woke up feeling blah. I woke up with that thought of, if only. If only I wasn't holding two children. If only I hadn't stayed up later last night reading after they went to bed. If only they didn't have colds....if only, if only, if only. But my husband taught me long ago not to live with the if of life. So I got up.
Well, its 9pm, and I am not ashamed to say, I am still in my PJ's. I did however manage to brush my teeth, and comb my hair, but just barely. I did change the girls cloths, twice actually, (long story.) And I did managed to make two and a half meals. (the half was just cereal) But did I get any of those things on my to-do list done? No. There are still Christmas decorations that I want to finish putting up. I still have Thanksgiving platters that need to be put away in there cabinets. As always there is a mountain of laundry that needs to be done. I could go on and on with this list.
But then, looking across the room at Alyssa, I am reminded. I am reminded that all of that stuff doesn't matter. (Well, it matters to me, but in the big scheme of things, it doesn't really.) I am watching my daughter playing Star Wars Lego's on the XBOX with my hubby. They are so adorable. I swear they look like cookie cutter images. They both have the same stance. Sitting cross legged, elbows on their knees. Faces upturned to the TV. Alyssa keeps talking to her character...please turn around...come on...that's it...up up...it is all I can do to keep from laughing out loud. And Bennett, he has got to be the best father in the whole world. To truly understand what I am talking about you would have to understand him. He loves video games. And he is pretty serious when it comes to the games. But he is being so patient with her. And although I can tell, being his wife, what a strain the whole thing is on him, he is being great!
So, what. I didn't get my to-do list done. I didn't even start on it. But I did play with my children. And I did enjoy a day of laziness. I don't think that it is going to change the world one bit. :-)
Well, its 9pm, and I am not ashamed to say, I am still in my PJ's. I did however manage to brush my teeth, and comb my hair, but just barely. I did change the girls cloths, twice actually, (long story.) And I did managed to make two and a half meals. (the half was just cereal) But did I get any of those things on my to-do list done? No. There are still Christmas decorations that I want to finish putting up. I still have Thanksgiving platters that need to be put away in there cabinets. As always there is a mountain of laundry that needs to be done. I could go on and on with this list.
But then, looking across the room at Alyssa, I am reminded. I am reminded that all of that stuff doesn't matter. (Well, it matters to me, but in the big scheme of things, it doesn't really.) I am watching my daughter playing Star Wars Lego's on the XBOX with my hubby. They are so adorable. I swear they look like cookie cutter images. They both have the same stance. Sitting cross legged, elbows on their knees. Faces upturned to the TV. Alyssa keeps talking to her character...please turn around...come on...that's it...up up...it is all I can do to keep from laughing out loud. And Bennett, he has got to be the best father in the whole world. To truly understand what I am talking about you would have to understand him. He loves video games. And he is pretty serious when it comes to the games. But he is being so patient with her. And although I can tell, being his wife, what a strain the whole thing is on him, he is being great!
So, what. I didn't get my to-do list done. I didn't even start on it. But I did play with my children. And I did enjoy a day of laziness. I don't think that it is going to change the world one bit. :-)
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