Tuesday, July 28, 2009
I put up a couple of my other favs from the evening. Arabella's BFF, Willa, loaned Olivia "Bear", her beloved friend, to blow out the candles. It was a very big honor. I also have to note her dress. Beautiful, Adorable, Kissable, Perfect...right? Olivia screamed up a bloody storm when I put it on her. She did NOT want to wear it, but alas, Mommy won because I wanted at least a few pictures of her in it in all of it's foofiness. She wore it the whole evening and Mommy got her way for once.
The last picture is the end of the evening - a quiet moment with Daddy as she fed her new baby Sarah. My baby is mothering a baby. It does a Mommy's heart good.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Our little Big Girl is two years old today. All day she has been saying "I two!" with glee after constant nudging from Blake and Arabella with the phrase. After the first time she said it, I went over to the couch and tickled her and said, "you're two?" to which she squealed "NO!" over and over again. Now that's the girl I know - everything on her terms and nothing is so unless she feels like it - and the most important point - she has the right to change her mind multiple times on any given topic without question. This has been her "fun" trend recently. She asks for something she wants - then she doesn't want it - then she wants it again. Gary shakes his head and says, "typical girl..."
I asked Blake and Arabella what they want to teach her as she grows up. Arabella answered in true Arabella fashion: "I will teach her how to be nice and be really pretty." Hmm...OK. Blake's answer was all boy. "I'll teach her to play baseball. And how to growl and be mean." Nice, huh? I think he already has taught her the growling part as I have been seeing my beautiful baby girl chasing her siblings through the house while growling with her tongue hanging out. When I see this, I know she is either playing their dog or being Baby Monster. Both are a treat for us all.
We will be having a small party tonight with a watermelon cake (Arabella picked it out) since today is the actual day. Saturday is her actual party. I am keeping it low key - I really am. It will be a BBQ and swim party where we will enjoy more cake of another flavor. You know I couldn't use the same one.
As I quizzed Blake and Arabella earlier, I sat here thinking of what I personally wanted to teach our little girl as she grows. The list is endless so I won't torture you with that, but if I had to pick the most important thing, I would say to surround herself in love. No matter her age or where she is in life, to surround herself with those who love her and cherish her...to always know how much her family and friends love her and to acknowledge it, accept it and give that love back to them ten-fold. I think she can't go wrong if she listens to this musing from Mommy.
We love you, Boogiboo! You make our lives giggle.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Have I told you all lately how good he is??
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Note to Self...Never let your 3 year old 'babysit' your 1 year old.
It sounds simple enough, doesn't it? It was nothing planned, but a spur of the moment thing that happened. I was trying to get a late morning shower in yesterday. Arabella was at tennis camp, so I had Olivia and Blake at home, and we were trying to get ready to go and meet Daddy for lunch. I jumped in the shower and within minutes, Liv was pounded on the door and whining. The last thing I needed was to be getting the baby ready while I was trying to get out of the house, so I told Blake to go get his Legos and play with Livvy while Mommy finished. Blake promptly grabbed her hand and led her out of the room. I was out of the shower within 5 minutes after this and the first thing I heard was giggling and talking from the other room. It was sweet sounds so I started drying my hair as fast as I could. I finished and could still hear them speaking softly in the other room. I was thinking to myself how Blake was doing a better job of "watching" Liv and occupying her attention than Arabella usually does. She had not come back into my room even once to tug on my dress and demand something. I walked into the kitchen marveling at my new found discovery only to gasp at the site before me. All I could say was "Wow!" There was a good reason that my little creature had not come back to demand my attention. She was more than occupied with her dear brother and our basket of finger paints. For who knows what reason, they somehow had detoured along the way to Blake's room for the Legos and ended up in the laundry room pantry and every jar of paint in the house. They, at least, each had a piece of their own paper - I give Blakey props on that, but they had each dumped what looked to be an entire jar of paint on to their respective papers. The paint was everywhere. All over the table, all over the chairs, all over the floor, all over their clothes, all over their skin, all in their hair...and a trail to the bathroom where Blake had led Liv to "clean" their dirty hands. All of this happened in 10 minutes...10 innocent minutes of Mommy trying to look presentable for the outside world. I took a deep breath, grabbed the baby and began my clean-up chore...this was all Mommy's mess now...just what I get for letting a 3 year old watch a 1 year old.
I have made a special note to self. I am already suspect when I hear silence coming from the other room. Now I will be suspicious about any extended conflict-free time among these two. They are a mischievous pair.
This was from College Beach
This was the kids "playing" with a caterpillar. That poor caterpillar...
Monday, July 6, 2009
Somehow, we all did. Mother Nature did not beat me like I thought she would. Not to say that I am a tree hugging camper now - I would have easily chosen the Ritz Carlton over the coast of Trinidad, but for the sake of the kids, it was fun. They really had such a fun time playing with the Lockwood Boys...and they loved sleeping in the tent, running around dirty and making s'mores. I will say, I would not have done this without my dearest Tara. She nursed me along this experience and somehow, 2 couples and 6 kids came out with smiles. We were smelly and cold (it was about 65 during the day and 50 at night), but we had some good memories and great photos. So now, 8 load of laundry later, we are feeling nearly normal and ready for our next adventure. Next stop: Tennis Camp for Arabella this week. It should be entertaining.
These are just a few of the shots I got from the weekend. Tara and I managed to take 322 pics between the two of us. Once I get some more editing time, I will share some more.