Monday, December 21, 2009

Santa Baby

Sweet little man has been a whole lot of miserable the last few days.

After 2 nights of screaming (so not him) and no sleep (very much him), I took him in to the pediatrician on Friday morning to find out he had a double ear infection- his fourth- and bronchiolitis. Poor baby.

I felt awful for waiting to take him in as long as I did... totally thought it was teething.

True to his sweet self, though, he's taken the nebulizer treatments like a champ. A smiling, squealing champ.

And now, Lil is hacking right along with him... although, there is no smiling at the nebulizer treatments for her (or at Santa, but that's a whole other post).

Hopefully by the time he comes we'll all be healthy.

Only 4 more sleeps until then.

Can't believe it.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Grandma's Nutcrackers

Since we discovered them in one of NINE boxes of Christmas stuff, little armies have been forming everywhere around our house.

She's been busy. She lines them up facing each other, knocks them down and starts all over again.

So mom, just know that they're in good (and slightly obsessed) hands.

We miss you.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Let it snow.

Note to Santa: the white stuff is on her list this year. Right up there with a dollhouse.

All of that frost we woke up to this morning had her convinced it was coming today.

Better get on that, Mr. Claus.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Little man on the move

I laid him down on his back this morning and not even 2 minutes had passed when I noticed something scooting below me...

Guess who.

Man, we're in trouble.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Lights up and we're out.

For weeks, Lil has been asking "Is it Christmas time YET?" And yesterday, she finally got the answer she was looking for.

"It is, kiddo."

After I spent the (very) early morning braving the Black Friday crowds, down went the fall decorations and up went our Christmas lights. Christmas music blaring in the background, the garland and the lights were hung inside and things were moved around to make way for this year's tree.

For the second year, we made it to Georgetown to watch the tree lighting festivities. I love that place. It is so quaint and down home. We listened to carolers sing on the steps of city hall and when Santa was introduced (in a red cowboy hat, no less-- so Texas), Lily made a mad dash up the stairs towards him. Mike managed to power through the crowd and grab her before she made it to the big guy... we laughed but I was dying. That girl has no fear and it scares the heck out of me.

So today, we're off on our second annual tree hunt. Last year was rainy and full of "I'm diiiiirty!" breakdowns, but we don't care. Even if the experience is similar and the drive there is crazy, tonight our tree lights will twinkle as we sit together drinking hot chocolate and watching "Polar Express," and I'll be happy that we did it.

These traditions that we've started are our gifts to our kids. To ourselves. They are what as teenagers will make the two of them roll their eyes even though they secretly look forward to going. Someday, I hope, they'll see something that reminds them of these times we spent together and smile. I will.

Family tree, here we come!

Friday, November 27, 2009


Plans that began with a week-long trip to California changed into a small dinner with friends.... and then a dinner with extended family and a bunch of their friends.... and then, a simple dinner at home with my sister and brother-in-law.

With two small kids in our house now (including a certain someone who has been nursing every 2 hours for the past 5 (!!!) weeks), Mike and I have realized that this is probably just how things are going to roll for us for at least a little while.

It was our first official family Thanksgiving at home. Todd and Kristin cooked and brought pretty much the entire meal over here... our house was a delicious hodge podge of smells. Thankful doesn't come close to describing to how we feel about having them so close by. My kids' lives are better because they are such a big part of them. We just really enjoyed spending the day together. They make us laugh.

I kept thinking about how last year, Thanksgiving marked the beginning of my pregnancy. It was strange to stare at my almost 5-month-old and realize how much changes of the course of a year. My heart swells thinking about how fortunate we are to have 2 healthy babies... and to see them interact more and more every day.... well, I'm not sure if I can put into words how amazing that is for me.

My husband gets a big fat fail in the romance department (sorry, bud) but he when it all comes down to it, I know confidently that he would do anything for me. He knows me better than anyone and man, he makes me laugh.

Thanksgiving Day or not, I know how fortunate I am to have my beautiful family. I'm thankful for how my mom has managed to stick close and offer me support even though she's so far away. And more and more, I have an appreciation for our longtime friends who allow us to be real with them and support us so much even when things get tough. I cherish those friendships.

I am so very thankful for life and all the love that happens along the way.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

(and hey, they aren't pretty, but check me out, Bakerella!)

Wednesday, November 18, 2009


Happy birthday, Lily bean. I love how this year when I ask you about why you think I'm excited about celebrating your birthday, you tell me "because I made you a mama and that made us family." You did and I am thankful for that every day.

We had a blast at your party (Grandma and I have the rope burns to prove it).

Daddy and I were so proud of you for stopping to thank each friend after you had opened your gifts. You hugged each one of them without any prompting. We have been working hard on thank you notes ever since because we want you to realize how important it is to let people know how you appreciate them. I think you do.

My teeny tiny 6 pound, 6 ounce baby girl is growing up way too fast. What a year this has been for you! You became a big sister and wear that title like a badge. Your brother loves you so much. You started school and we crack up at how every parent tells us their child calls you their "very best friend." Little do they know that your loyalty likes with Taryn and Mr. Blanks.

You are just so friendly, love people and love to LOVE. School started out rocky with your refusal to nap, but with the help of Ms. Kendra and Ms. Heather, you are doing so much better. Your teachers tells us that you are a good listener, learn quickly and love to sing and dance. They also say that you are the class leader. This doesn't surprise us (admittedly, it scares me). We are relieved and proud to hear that you are behaving so well there.

You amaze me every day. At 3, you are so many different things-- a worrier, smart, curious, funny, outgoing, caring, spunky and sassy. Even when some of those qualities land you in time out:), I am unbelievably proud to be your mom.

I love you, birthday girl.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

An American Girl

The countdown to 3 officially started this weekend with a much anticipated trip to American Girl Place in Dallas.

It's something that my mom and I have talked about doing with her since I first found out that I was having a girl.

They walked around the store trying to find the perfect doll. We tried to persuade her to go for one of the babies aimed at kids her age, but she wasn't having it. She wanted a "big girl" and ended up picking out one that looks just like her. Meet "Taryn."

Lil, of course, was in heaven. Jack was pretty much the only boy in the place. He was his usual chill self and didn't seem to mind.

We took Taryn upstairs to eat lunch in the sweet and VERY pink restaurant above the store. Adorable. Each doll had its own chair and the girls all sipped on pink lemonade.

She pretended to be embarrassed when the staff came over to sing "Happy Birthday," but we knew better.

She was thrilled.

Oh, my funny little girly girl. She gives us a run for our money pretty much day, but man do we love her.

Can't believe we are in the final days of 2--- AND that we've survived it! :)

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

2 little pumpkins

Cinderella and her little monkey...

we were crazy and decided to have 2 get-togethers at our house over the weekend. The first was on Friday with a bunch of our neighbors. It was long overdue and a great chance to get all of the kids together in their costumes. Did I get a picture? No. I'm really bummed that I didn't think of that.

The second little party, a tradition we started last year, was the pre-trick-or-treating kids' dinner. Crazy but fun. The kids were bouncing off the walls in anticipation of all that sweet stuff to come.

The daddys rigged that big pumpkin with a baby monitor so that it could "talk" to the trick-or-treaters. A few princesses were scared away by a certain 12-year-old we know. Hilarious.

Lil was a lot more timid this year when it came to trick-or-treating.... not so much about the act itself, but the "scary stuff" she came across along the way. She asked her auntie to hold her hand.

After the candy would be dropped in her little bag, she'd stand there and kind of peer around whoever stood in the doorway. The goofball was wondering why no one was inviting her in. So her.

She mastered "5 Little Pumpkins" just in time for the big day, complete with hand gestures and the big clap at the end. I'm determined to get it on video.

When I used to imagine what it would be like to have kids of my own, this was it. I love how warm our house feels when it's full of people that we love. It' worth all of the chaos that comes with it.

It'll be interesting to see what these two decide to be next year.

Happy Halloween!