Monday, July 30, 2007
Sunday we didn't do much. Played outside for most of the day, did some yard work, and cooked on the grill. It was a nice day for being outside. Unlike what we're supposed to get for the rest of the week -- a heat wave! I think we'll be at the pool a lot!
Today Henry had a dentist appointment to follow up on his teeth just to make sure he had no injuries to them when he fell a couple of weeks ago. Everything on his x-ray was great, and there's no damage. I love his dentist! They do such a great job with the kids.
I have to run -- I have a bagel cooking and CSI Miami is on! We're going to swim tomorrow, and I'll post some pictures!
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
From the Merriam-Webster dictionary:
Pronunciation: 'hwI, 'wI
Etymology: Middle English, from Old English hwy, instrumental case of hwæt what -- more at WHAT: for what cause, reason, or purpose
AKA: My least favorite word in the English language. Especially when spewed from the mouth of a three year old. All. Day. Long.
While I appreciate his curiosity, I wish he would take it elsewhere. Or that I could say to him, at 6:05 PM after hearing the word all day long, "I don't fucking know why!" and that would be an OK answer. (Don't worry folks, I won't say that. And sorry Grammy, I'm certain you don't appreciate that sort of language from me. Sometimes it's necessary. Please don't ask why.)
From: Your momma
MEMO: Attention children! Here's a heads up for you -- I AM THE MOTHER! I realize that you will test this theory at several points during your life, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. Please make a note that I like to be the boss. Get used to it. I will not argue WITH A THREE YEAR OLD. An example of said instance would be: If I say you can't have marshmallows for dinner, I'm not kidding. If I ask you to please not pee in a storage pail in the middle of the living room, please adhere to those directions. If I ask you politely not to feed the dog yogurt from your spoon then lick what's left yourself, please play along. Please disseminate this information to the younger children.
PS. I love you, even when you act wicked.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
<------- This is a before photo of his booboos
Friday, July 20, 2007
- Chris rocks. He works very hard at a job he probably would rather scrap for the beach somewhere. His dedication to his job allows me to stay home with our children, which is something we're both committed very strongly to. He loves me totally, and puts up with a lot more than many husbands probably would. I'm not always the easiest person to get along with (yes, this I admit) but he is thankfully not afraid of a challenge. His schedule sucks, but it also has it's benefits. He loves the whole Simpson clan for who we are, and he doesn't want us to change. I need to tell him more often how much I appreciate him and all he does for us.
- David and Henry are pretty cool too. They are definitely a challenge, and there is never a dull moment. However, they are amazing little boys. So different, but such similar little things. David is so smart, always curious, and incredibly witty. He's caring, protective of his brother, and very loving. Henry is my little firecracker. He's 100 miles an hour all day long, so silly, has a wicked sense of humor already, a great friend to his little buds, and has such a generous soul. He's sweet to everyone, and is already full of charm and charisma. At the end of the day, even when they're totally pushing the limits, to have them wrap their little arms around my neck and say, "I wub you Mama" makes it all worth it.
- My friends are the bomb. Far-away friends Stephanie and Michele are like my sisters. We always will be close in our hearts, even though we don't live close together geographically. They're the most supportive, caring, understanding, funny friends I could ask for, and I'm so lucky to have them. Julie, my closest friend in TN, is another who falls into that category. Both living far from home, both needing someone to fill a void, we clung to each other like people on a life raft! We have the same thoughts, enjoy the same things, sometimes feel like the same person. She understands me like we've been friends for 12 years, not 2. I love her family, and I know she loves mine. She keeps my secrets and I keep hers, even though I'm a terrible secret keeper! I have lots of other great friends too, both far and near, and they are certainly not forgotten. My friends have always been like family to me, and I am confident that they know how much I appreciate and love them.
- My parents and in-laws are fantastic. My parents uprooted their entire lives to move here. Over 50 years of living in the same place, careers, family, and friends. And they left it to come to a place where they knew nobody but me. (Again, reference the paragraph where I say I can be difficult to live with. . . they know this better than anyone!) It was probably a crap shoot, but I think it's worked out. I'm certain they don't know how appreciative I am that they moved here. And not just for the free babysitting. For the relationships they're developing with my children. For the impact they're having on their lives, and the memories they're creating. David and Henry love their Gigi and Grampy enormously and talk about them every day. That wouldn't happen if they lived over 1000 miles away, no matter how much we visited. I'm so grateful that they took a chance. And my in-laws have been wonderful to me from the day I met them. They've always treated me like a daughter, not a daughter-in-law. They are so great with David and Henry, and love them so much. They also did a great job with my husband!
- Our AC is working! Life in TN is H-O-T in July, and the air has been cranking. We didn't think it would make it through the summer, but it's surprised us. There's not a day that goes by that I don't enjoy the AC in our house!
- Diet Coke and Lean Cuisine gourmet mushroom pizzas and Santa Fe style rice and beans, McDonald's fruit and nut salad, Fruit2O, and Honey Bunches of Oats cereal. I'm pregnant. I can't say enough about my staple foods.
- Popsugar.com I'm obsessed. I love me some celebrity gossip.
- My minivan. Sad, but true. I didn't realize how much I adored the thing until I had to give it up for a few days.
- Electricity. OK, random, I know. However, we had none last night, and it sucked. I had no AC, no fan, HI, no lights. Henry was scared, I was bored, and it wasn't fun. Electricity rules.
- My OB. I seriously go through withdrawal when I'm not pregnant and can't see her on a regular basis. She's awesome -- a great doctor as well as a funny girl. I get to see her tomorrow, and I can't wait. If only I didn't have to pay her for her friendship. . .
Thursday, July 19, 2007
- Baby lotion. So much of it that I could smell it in the hallway. With their bedroom door closed.
- Approximately 1/2 of a tube of Butt Paste. That I just opened tonight.
- Sunscreen. Lots and lots of sunscreen.
- Prescription diaper rash cream.
- Torn up cotton balls.
No, not merely a list of things commonly found in a changing table. The list of things I found smeared on the walls, the changing table, the carpet, all over David and Henry's pajamas, bodies, and hair. Their freshly washed bodies and hair. This was in addition to all of the clothes emptied from their dresser and the two books I allowed in their room torn up and scattered about the room. At least the parts of the pages that David didn't EAT were scattered everywhere. Henry willingly took the credit for everything. I trust he didn't work alone.
I've heard many, many stories about the mischief my father caused as a young child. Both David and Henry Roy were named in part after their grampy. . . perhaps that was a mistake, as they seem to be following in his devious childhood ways. If they're like him as adults I'll be thrilled. However, if they continue to be as children it's going to be a long road!
They'll be entering boarding school at age 5. Until then, I'll be entering a mental facility. Inpatient only.
Monday, July 16, 2007
David will start preschool two days a week in September. Today we were talking about lunch boxes and nap mats, and I was showing him some different ones he could choose from. I was, of course, pointing out the really cute lime green fabric lunch box with his name embroidered in bright blue on it, and he started screaming excitedly. Not for the embroidered one, however. For the freaking vinyl Cars lunch box. Are you kidding me? This is my worst nightmare come true. I realize this isn't about what I like, since it will be his lunch packed in it, but come on! He's only three -- I sincerely thought that I'd be able to select cute things for longer than three years. Although it will pain me to do so, and I do mean that literally, I will get him the Cars lunchbox. But I won't like it, and I refuse to buy a Cars backpack!!!! I guess I should be thankful the Cars lunch box is less expensive than the really cute embroidered one. . . it's the little things, people.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Week 11: The Budding Acrobat Takes on Yoga
Slightly more than two inches long now and weighing about a third of an ounce, your fetus is growing by leaps and bounds. And so is his or her head, which is equal in length to the rest of the body (don't worry — all fetuses are top-heavy).
Slightly more than two inches long now and weighing about a third of an ounce, your fetus is growing by leaps and bounds. And so is his or her head, which is equal in length to the rest of the body (don't worry — all fetuses are top-heavy). On the crown of that large head (and over the rest of the body), hair follicles are forming. Fingernail and toenail beds begin to develop this week and by next week, the nails themselves will start to grow (so don't forget to add a baby nail clipper to your to-buy list).
Your baby's body is straightening and his or her torso is lengthening (sounds like a yoga pose, doesn't it?). Other poses your baby can assume now: stretches, somersaults, and forward rolls. And while you can't tell this baby's gender by its cover yet, testes are developing if it's a boy and ovaries if it's a girl.
Sunday, July 8, 2007
I'm off to whip something up for dinner. . . UGH! I've seriously slacked off on my meal preparations for the last few weeks. I'm very tired in the afternoon, and don't feel like cooking. At. All. I feel like my family deserves to eat a better meal than waffles tonight though, so I'm going to give it a good try!