Heres out lovely door-minus one window
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Happy Valentines Day
Toby decided to go head to head with the glass pane in our door. Fell back and smacked his head right into the window. Thankfully the window gave instead of him busting through. He just had some minor cuts on the back of his neck. BOYS!!! We are SO thankful though because we know it could have been a whole lot worse!
Heres out lovely door-minus one window
Heres out lovely door-minus one window
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Olivia at 3 1/2
Olivia Addison is a girl. Not just a girl...but a very girly little girl. Much to my dismay, she is in LOVE with everything princess. I had my "princess phase" in junior high and ever since then can't stand anything with the word princess on it. I guess it's good she is getting it out of her system now. I am becoming a little bit softer though because she loves it so much. Even have bought her a couple of things I swore I never would when she was born. She loves Snow White the best of all the princesses.
She has some "outfits" that she got for Christmas and wears at least two of them through out the day.
My favorite part of the whole thing is what she calls Kevin depending on what costume she is wearing. When she is Little Mermaid, she calls Kevin "Eric". And when she is Cinderella or Snow White he is just "Prince" She always asks him to dance and he always does...complete with a spin and dip at the end. She closes her eyes and loves every minute of it. It's really the sweetest thing to watch.
Here is Liv and her "Prince"
She also LOVES to give gifts. The Christmas Season just couldn't last long enough for her. She still asks me to watch all the Christmas movies and she wants to give everyone gifts all the time. She will be in her room for like 20 minutes and then comes and gets me to tell me I have a gift. She will look in each of her four buckets and find which one she made for me, gives it to me, waits for my reaction, and says "Your welcome" whether or not I said thank you.
Then she asks where Dad and Toby are and gives them their gifts. I gave her a bunch of play necklaces and she "wraps" gifts with those too.
But for those she likes to surprise people. She will leave them outside Toby's door when he is sleeping, or outside the bathroom door if I am in the bathroom or Kevin is in the shower.
She is just so thoughtful and I love to watch the new ways she comes up with to show her love for her family. LOVE THIS GIRLY GIRL!!
She has some "outfits" that she got for Christmas and wears at least two of them through out the day.
My favorite part of the whole thing is what she calls Kevin depending on what costume she is wearing. When she is Little Mermaid, she calls Kevin "Eric". And when she is Cinderella or Snow White he is just "Prince" She always asks him to dance and he always does...complete with a spin and dip at the end. She closes her eyes and loves every minute of it. It's really the sweetest thing to watch.
Here is Liv and her "Prince"
She also LOVES to give gifts. The Christmas Season just couldn't last long enough for her. She still asks me to watch all the Christmas movies and she wants to give everyone gifts all the time. She will be in her room for like 20 minutes and then comes and gets me to tell me I have a gift. She will look in each of her four buckets and find which one she made for me, gives it to me, waits for my reaction, and says "Your welcome" whether or not I said thank you.
Then she asks where Dad and Toby are and gives them their gifts. I gave her a bunch of play necklaces and she "wraps" gifts with those too.
But for those she likes to surprise people. She will leave them outside Toby's door when he is sleeping, or outside the bathroom door if I am in the bathroom or Kevin is in the shower.
She is just so thoughtful and I love to watch the new ways she comes up with to show her love for her family. LOVE THIS GIRLY GIRL!!
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Chirstmas (So I'm a month late...who cares)
So the holidays kicked my butt this year. Between a million places to be and tons of orders for Ankle Biters, I was stretched a little thin. One of my New Years resolutions this year is to blog more. So I am back tracking a little to Christmas...a blog must!
The Christmas season was so much fun this year. The kids are big enough now to really enjoy the whole thing and noticed every Christmas themed thing everywhere. Olivia and Toby learned "Jingle Bells" this year and it was a must before bed every night. The also were obsessed...I mean OBSESSED with the "Nutcracker theme song" Both were sung at the top of my children's lungs the whole month of December. Another new thing this year was Christmas movies. I tivo-ed a whole bunch and we must of watched at least two every day. Their favorites were Prep and Landing, The Polar Express, and Nightmare before Christmas. We enjoyed going on walks and looking for Christmas lights. The kids "ooooohhhhs and ahhhhhhhhhhs made it very fresh and new. We made cookies for Santa this year on Christmas Eve and the kids made sure to leave the cookies out with chocolate milk (because who really likes plain milk with their cookies right?)And also made sure to leave a carrot stick out for each of Santa's reindeer.
Christmas morning was crazy, actually opening presents was crazy all together. The kids would just rip the wrapping paper off of the gift, pause for a millisecond to see what it was and ask for another present to open. If the present was in a box, forget it, they would throw it aside and ask for another one. Made me a little annoyed but I have to remember they are 2 and 3 and I can't expect much more.
My FAVORITE moment by far though would have to be openeing Olivia's present to me. We were at Target a few days before Christmas with my sister Lacey and she had taken Liv to go and get something. She told my sister that she wanted to get me something. When my sister asked her what she wanted to give me she told her scissors. My sister thought it was pretty random but went over to the scissor aisle and she picked out yellow ones "Because Mommy wikes wewwow" So they came home and wrapped them up. So I open them up on Christmas and just start balling crying. So here's why: About a week before that my craft scissors had broke. She was in the room when it happened and told me "It's ok mom, maybe Santa will bring you new scissors for Christmas" I didnt think anything of it but she remembered and wanted to get them for me. HOW FREAKIN SWEET RIGHT? So thoughtful for a 3 year old. I love her thoughtful heart.
The Christmas season was so much fun this year. The kids are big enough now to really enjoy the whole thing and noticed every Christmas themed thing everywhere. Olivia and Toby learned "Jingle Bells" this year and it was a must before bed every night. The also were obsessed...I mean OBSESSED with the "Nutcracker theme song" Both were sung at the top of my children's lungs the whole month of December. Another new thing this year was Christmas movies. I tivo-ed a whole bunch and we must of watched at least two every day. Their favorites were Prep and Landing, The Polar Express, and Nightmare before Christmas. We enjoyed going on walks and looking for Christmas lights. The kids "ooooohhhhs and ahhhhhhhhhhs made it very fresh and new. We made cookies for Santa this year on Christmas Eve and the kids made sure to leave the cookies out with chocolate milk (because who really likes plain milk with their cookies right?)And also made sure to leave a carrot stick out for each of Santa's reindeer.
Christmas morning was crazy, actually opening presents was crazy all together. The kids would just rip the wrapping paper off of the gift, pause for a millisecond to see what it was and ask for another present to open. If the present was in a box, forget it, they would throw it aside and ask for another one. Made me a little annoyed but I have to remember they are 2 and 3 and I can't expect much more.
My FAVORITE moment by far though would have to be openeing Olivia's present to me. We were at Target a few days before Christmas with my sister Lacey and she had taken Liv to go and get something. She told my sister that she wanted to get me something. When my sister asked her what she wanted to give me she told her scissors. My sister thought it was pretty random but went over to the scissor aisle and she picked out yellow ones "Because Mommy wikes wewwow" So they came home and wrapped them up. So I open them up on Christmas and just start balling crying. So here's why: About a week before that my craft scissors had broke. She was in the room when it happened and told me "It's ok mom, maybe Santa will bring you new scissors for Christmas" I didnt think anything of it but she remembered and wanted to get them for me. HOW FREAKIN SWEET RIGHT? So thoughtful for a 3 year old. I love her thoughtful heart.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Merry Christmas
Truly a Christmas Miracle that they were both smiling at the same time...with Santa!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Missing The Rain
Even though it means we are all cooped up inside, I LOVE the rain for these 2 reasons
By Far..the best puddle jumpers this side of Gardenia
By Far..the best puddle jumpers this side of Gardenia
Monday, November 23, 2009
October/November Recap
Sometimes I wish you could backdate these blogs. But a recap of the last 2 months will have to do.
From the last week in September until Halloween I (Ankle Biters) was swamped with Halloween Orders. I made 22 tutus and 5 Super Hero capes. It was a huge blessing when we REALLY needed the money but was very stressful in the fact that there was tulle and fabric everywhere and I had little free time for Kevin and the kids. We got through it, but Halloween lost it's luster for me this year. We took the kids to 3 different things on 3 different days to really get use out of there costumes. Cousin Brandon's school Halloween Carnival on Thursday, Halloween Happenin at Granmmys and Papas church on Friday, and then out Annual Trick-or-Treating on Olive Street with Angi, Stella, and crew. The kids had a blast at every place and got WAY too much good candy. Here they are in all there incredible glory.
Toby channeled "Dash Incredible" all night and ran everywhere, knocking over kids, tomb stones, or anything else in his path. Olivia kept trying to make Toby call her "Violet" all day since she was calling him dash. I made her costume and she was very excited about her "super suit". But when I got the tutu out she looked at me with those eyes and said to me "Mom, that's not a super suit." I had to convince her it was a super tutu and then she was good with it.
After trick-or-treating, we dropped the kids off at my mom and dads (Really Kevin and I would have NO adult life is it wasn't for them...thanks mom!!) and went to Carynn's Party. After making so many tutus, and then my two best friends asking me to make them some, I decided I had to make one for myself to. So here we are. All of us in our Ankle Biter Tutus. It was a fun night!
Then there was November
I was HUGELY blessed to be apart of my Sister-in-laws (and one of my best friends) home birth. Words can't even describe how amazing it was. Dena was such a trooper and brought a beautiful 8 lb 1 oz boy into this world naturally and peacefully in their home. I was reminded of how amazing and perfectly God created our bodies to preform such a task and loved every single minute of it. Here is Lucas Allen Fisher born November 6th 2009
And now, Thanksgiving is just around the corner and I am feeling like the days are just flying by. I am annoyed that there is Christmas crap EVERYWHERE and the weather hasn't even felt like fall. My favorite season has come and gone way too quickly. I'm going to have to find my thankful heart by the end of the week here. And I will, I have so much to be thankful for, especially that there is a holiday that forces us to stop and count our blessings. Happy Fall everyone.
From the last week in September until Halloween I (Ankle Biters) was swamped with Halloween Orders. I made 22 tutus and 5 Super Hero capes. It was a huge blessing when we REALLY needed the money but was very stressful in the fact that there was tulle and fabric everywhere and I had little free time for Kevin and the kids. We got through it, but Halloween lost it's luster for me this year. We took the kids to 3 different things on 3 different days to really get use out of there costumes. Cousin Brandon's school Halloween Carnival on Thursday, Halloween Happenin at Granmmys and Papas church on Friday, and then out Annual Trick-or-Treating on Olive Street with Angi, Stella, and crew. The kids had a blast at every place and got WAY too much good candy. Here they are in all there incredible glory.
Toby channeled "Dash Incredible" all night and ran everywhere, knocking over kids, tomb stones, or anything else in his path. Olivia kept trying to make Toby call her "Violet" all day since she was calling him dash. I made her costume and she was very excited about her "super suit". But when I got the tutu out she looked at me with those eyes and said to me "Mom, that's not a super suit." I had to convince her it was a super tutu and then she was good with it.
After trick-or-treating, we dropped the kids off at my mom and dads (Really Kevin and I would have NO adult life is it wasn't for them...thanks mom!!) and went to Carynn's Party. After making so many tutus, and then my two best friends asking me to make them some, I decided I had to make one for myself to. So here we are. All of us in our Ankle Biter Tutus. It was a fun night!
Then there was November
I was HUGELY blessed to be apart of my Sister-in-laws (and one of my best friends) home birth. Words can't even describe how amazing it was. Dena was such a trooper and brought a beautiful 8 lb 1 oz boy into this world naturally and peacefully in their home. I was reminded of how amazing and perfectly God created our bodies to preform such a task and loved every single minute of it. Here is Lucas Allen Fisher born November 6th 2009
And now, Thanksgiving is just around the corner and I am feeling like the days are just flying by. I am annoyed that there is Christmas crap EVERYWHERE and the weather hasn't even felt like fall. My favorite season has come and gone way too quickly. I'm going to have to find my thankful heart by the end of the week here. And I will, I have so much to be thankful for, especially that there is a holiday that forces us to stop and count our blessings. Happy Fall everyone.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Cupcakes
Apparently this morning Toby wanted to make some cupcakes. I had the Christmas Funfetti Cupcake mix on the counter and I guess he was inspired. Here are the events that transpired, or at least what we have put together through the evidence he left behind.
8:00 (or so) Toby wakes up, busts the child lock in half that is on his door, and gets out his room by himself.
He walks into the kitchen and sees the cupcake mix on the counter...he thinks to himself "I really want some of those cupcakes, I will just make them before anyone gets up so I can eat them all myself."
He then grabs a chair, pushes it over to the counter, and grabs a filet knife out of the drawer. (This part scares me to death, what if he fell off the chair with the knife...thank God for watching over my crazy man-child while I am not) He proceeds to try and cut the box open with the knife, taking several slivers out of the side of the box and making a little slit in his finger in the process. (Again, thank God that was all that happened)
8:15 (or so) He then realizes that he's not going to get the box open, so he will just get out the ingredients instead, and worry about the box later. He puts the filet knife back in the drawer (the wrong way with the pointy end still slightly sticking out of the drawer) and goes to the refrigerator. Since everyone knows, even a 2 year old, that you need eggs to make cupcakes he thought he would get those out too. He drops about 5 eggs onto the ground and realizes that this his 2 year old hands might not be up to the job. So he dutifully picks up all the egg shell and throws them in the trash, but leaving the yokes all over the floor. (Cause really, who wanted to clean up slimy egg yokes)
By 8:30 (or so) he is tired from all this attempted baking, so he goes into the living room, turns on the tv, and watches some random show until Kevin got up with Liv.
I seriously don't know how I am going to do this raising a boy thing, it is turning out to be MUCH harder than raising a girl, not to mention more dangerous. He destroys everything he touches, gets dirty doing everything, and only wants me to kiss him once a week. I have a feeling that my muay thai-ing, girl pushing, door slamming, "rocket" peeing, loud voiced, super speed boy is going to test my soul till the day I die. And even with all that, I still can't believe that I could love a little boy as much as I do this one. For that one kiss a week, totally eclipses all the other stuff. Oh the love of a little boy.
8:00 (or so) Toby wakes up, busts the child lock in half that is on his door, and gets out his room by himself.
He walks into the kitchen and sees the cupcake mix on the counter...he thinks to himself "I really want some of those cupcakes, I will just make them before anyone gets up so I can eat them all myself."
He then grabs a chair, pushes it over to the counter, and grabs a filet knife out of the drawer. (This part scares me to death, what if he fell off the chair with the knife...thank God for watching over my crazy man-child while I am not) He proceeds to try and cut the box open with the knife, taking several slivers out of the side of the box and making a little slit in his finger in the process. (Again, thank God that was all that happened)
8:15 (or so) He then realizes that he's not going to get the box open, so he will just get out the ingredients instead, and worry about the box later. He puts the filet knife back in the drawer (the wrong way with the pointy end still slightly sticking out of the drawer) and goes to the refrigerator. Since everyone knows, even a 2 year old, that you need eggs to make cupcakes he thought he would get those out too. He drops about 5 eggs onto the ground and realizes that this his 2 year old hands might not be up to the job. So he dutifully picks up all the egg shell and throws them in the trash, but leaving the yokes all over the floor. (Cause really, who wanted to clean up slimy egg yokes)
By 8:30 (or so) he is tired from all this attempted baking, so he goes into the living room, turns on the tv, and watches some random show until Kevin got up with Liv.
I seriously don't know how I am going to do this raising a boy thing, it is turning out to be MUCH harder than raising a girl, not to mention more dangerous. He destroys everything he touches, gets dirty doing everything, and only wants me to kiss him once a week. I have a feeling that my muay thai-ing, girl pushing, door slamming, "rocket" peeing, loud voiced, super speed boy is going to test my soul till the day I die. And even with all that, I still can't believe that I could love a little boy as much as I do this one. For that one kiss a week, totally eclipses all the other stuff. Oh the love of a little boy.
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