Trying to get a picture of this girl is near impossible. She is always on the move and if she sees anything electronic, she makes a be-line for it. But something that I didn't think possible either, was getting 2 little pig tales on this girls head. We did it. It was hard, and her head turned a shade of red from the strain, but we got them! (no thanks to a slight mullet:) 
Thursday, March 31, 2011
my first pig tails...
Trying to get a picture of this girl is near impossible. She is always on the move and if she sees anything electronic, she makes a be-line for it. But something that I didn't think possible either, was getting 2 little pig tales on this girls head. We did it. It was hard, and her head turned a shade of red from the strain, but we got them! (no thanks to a slight mullet:) 
my sleepy heads...
This is what you get on your way to soccer, in the middle of the day, on a windy, cold day...two sleeping beauties...(who are undisturbed b/c they NEED a little mid-day rest)
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
my first pet loss
Big Momma died today. She was Audrey's, the biggest, and a little scarier. It was a sad day. First, Michael discovered the death in the tank. Big Momma just sort of slid out of her shell...(gggeeewwww). Then he had a 'death' talk with all the kids. I was surprised that they were a little bit sad about it. Then we found a little box and put her in it. We had a little 'ceremony' for Big Momma in our back yard. Audrey even shed a tear. R.I.P. Big Momma... 
Friday, March 4, 2011
my duel personality
Jane is my 4th baby and has always been such a sweet little thing. I have reveled in the fact that she has been such an "easy", pleasant baby. Easy to settle and easy to please...I love this picture of her; her sweet little hands and all her chubbiness. She has been sweet, and sugary, and everything nice...
Fast forward to 2011...Jane is still sweet and sugary and everything nice, but there is also now a new, very loud dynamic that I would use to describe her. The word pterodactyl comes to my mind when she is just gibbering. She makes some of the loudest squeals and shrieks I have ever heard. I have even been shocked at some of the loud, beastly sounds that come out of this little person. Since she has learned to walk, and now talk more, she makes her presence known. She can say momma, dadda, baby, arf, eese (for reese), me me me (for food), and some sort of gah gah (for all gone). Mostly tho, she is yelling and screaming like a pterodactyl. Sometimes I feel like I have been transported into Jurassic Park. She is so loud now. She wants to be sitting on top of me, she needs....I mostly enjoy her funny antics and new found pterodactyl spirit, but I do also miss the innocent chubbers.
going....and then....gone. Her inner pterodactyl has been released.
But then, she goes back to being cute. She does look different than the other kids. She is all her own. But she is definitely learning to fend for herself in our little family. I love her.
Fast forward to 2011...Jane is still sweet and sugary and everything nice, but there is also now a new, very loud dynamic that I would use to describe her. The word pterodactyl comes to my mind when she is just gibbering. She makes some of the loudest squeals and shrieks I have ever heard. I have even been shocked at some of the loud, beastly sounds that come out of this little person. Since she has learned to walk, and now talk more, she makes her presence known. She can say momma, dadda, baby, arf, eese (for reese), me me me (for food), and some sort of gah gah (for all gone). Mostly tho, she is yelling and screaming like a pterodactyl. Sometimes I feel like I have been transported into Jurassic Park. She is so loud now. She wants to be sitting on top of me, she needs....I mostly enjoy her funny antics and new found pterodactyl spirit, but I do also miss the innocent chubbers.
Here, we have a common face in the Jane repertoire of pictures...the blank eyes, the open mouth...this is where all the madness starts...she gets going....
going....
going....
going....
going....and then....gone. Her inner pterodactyl has been released.
But then, she goes back to being cute. She does look different than the other kids. She is all her own. But she is definitely learning to fend for herself in our little family. I love her.
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