"Mommy, can I play with Preston's kitchen toy? Because Preston's kitchen toy is really cool and awesome. And Preston is really cool to me and his kitchen toy has lots of cool things. It has a cool stove thing and a cool sink thing and I really wanna play with it."
Adam continued on to tell me all of the other "cool" features of Preston's kitchen toy before I finally told him he could play nicely with it. I don't know why he deemed it Preston's because I'm sure I remember it being Kira's but apparently Preston is one cool dude and his kitchen is something to be had. *smile* Might I add that I agree, about the boy at least.
Just a quick post that I had to share.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Ten Tid-Bits
You've all heard of Ten on Tuesday, well here's my version.
1) I want to know God. All my life I've prayed that He would know me and I never realized that he already knows me in the sense that he created me.He made me what I am. It is I who need to know Him. It is me who has strayed in this life, not Him. I have no idea why this never occurred to me until recently.
2) Anything lemon sounds soooo good to me. Except lemon meringue pie. I don't care for meringue.
3) My mantle was so dirty yesterday that I couldn't simply dust it, I actually had to vacuum it off.
4) Changing the bedding on a bunk-bed while six months pregnant is quite the feat.
5) I don't deep-clean often enough. Yesterday, while I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the floors, Taiter came in to ask for a snack. He was so surprised that he stopped abruptly to say, "Wow, the kitchen is really clean, Mommy." I guess that's a pretty good sign that I should do more than surface cleaning once in a while.
6) I have decided to iron this week. I think I've ironed maybe ten times since being married. Maybe.
7) We spent nearly $300 at Costco on Saturday and my fridge is still virtually empty.
8) I love shopping for my girl. There is just one problem, I am so cheap! I can't bear to spend so much on such tiny clothes. I am finding that it is much easier to find a good deal with boy clothes. Although I must say that it is getting difficult to find things for Adam as well.
9) I'm pretty sure that we have a girl name picked out. I won't let others' opinions sway me but I am quite SICK of getting negative feedback on it. It's not as though we wish to name her Dorcas or something of that sort, but apparently we have strange taste. My only hesitation is that Jay says although he really likes the name, it's not his favorite. Of course, he has no idea what his favorite one is.
10) Jay's brother and his family are coming to stay with us for two weeks! They will be in Spokane on Thursday and at our place on Monday! We are very excited.
That's it for now. Have a good one!
1) I want to know God. All my life I've prayed that He would know me and I never realized that he already knows me in the sense that he created me.He made me what I am. It is I who need to know Him. It is me who has strayed in this life, not Him. I have no idea why this never occurred to me until recently.
2) Anything lemon sounds soooo good to me. Except lemon meringue pie. I don't care for meringue.
3) My mantle was so dirty yesterday that I couldn't simply dust it, I actually had to vacuum it off.
4) Changing the bedding on a bunk-bed while six months pregnant is quite the feat.
5) I don't deep-clean often enough. Yesterday, while I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the floors, Taiter came in to ask for a snack. He was so surprised that he stopped abruptly to say, "Wow, the kitchen is really clean, Mommy." I guess that's a pretty good sign that I should do more than surface cleaning once in a while.
6) I have decided to iron this week. I think I've ironed maybe ten times since being married. Maybe.
7) We spent nearly $300 at Costco on Saturday and my fridge is still virtually empty.
8) I love shopping for my girl. There is just one problem, I am so cheap! I can't bear to spend so much on such tiny clothes. I am finding that it is much easier to find a good deal with boy clothes. Although I must say that it is getting difficult to find things for Adam as well.
9) I'm pretty sure that we have a girl name picked out. I won't let others' opinions sway me but I am quite SICK of getting negative feedback on it. It's not as though we wish to name her Dorcas or something of that sort, but apparently we have strange taste. My only hesitation is that Jay says although he really likes the name, it's not his favorite. Of course, he has no idea what his favorite one is.
10) Jay's brother and his family are coming to stay with us for two weeks! They will be in Spokane on Thursday and at our place on Monday! We are very excited.
That's it for now. Have a good one!
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Time with the Boys
Today I decided to go outside and play with my boys. Although the snow is not "snowman quality" I thought we should try to get out and do something. Trouble is, there really isn't much to do. Taiter enjoys digging with his snow shovel but Rowster doesn't have one. We don't have any hills to sled down. The other toys aren't really fun for playing in the snow with. So we resorted to climbing on Daddy's snowmobile, climbing trees, making snow angels, and me pulling the boys around in the sled. Once around the back yard and my legs were on fire! I guess I need to up the incline on my treadmill. It was a lot of work pulling those guys around while sinking to my knees. But it still felt good to go outside and I did manage to snap a few pictures.
*Please ignore the reflection of the large Bohemian woman in blue.
*Please ignore the reflection of the large Bohemian woman in blue.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
The Big Reveal
Okay.
I went in for my ultrasound.
The baby is very healthy.
All measurements were great.
The brain is developing properly.
No cleft lip or palate.
The little one is quite the wiggler.
The heart is working properly.
And I'm sure SHE will be just adorable.
I feel so blessed that God has decided to give me a daughter. I must admit that I was so shocked at first that I could hardly even be excited. That has most definitely worn off and I am worn out after being so excited. I think her daddy was just as, if not more, excited than I am. It is so hard to imagine having a little girl around here.
Adam jumped up and down when I told him he is going to have a sister and Rowan just gave me a blank look and went back to watching his movie. I guess Horton and the Who's were just a little more interesting to him than this phantom baby we keep talking about. I think I may have to aquire a doll to help them practice the "baby thing" soon. I never did it for Adam and it was a challenge teaching him to be gentle. Nerve-wracking when they are learning on your real live baby.
I told Jay that he is in big trouble now. There are just so many cute things for girls...
I went in for my ultrasound.
The baby is very healthy.
All measurements were great.
The brain is developing properly.
No cleft lip or palate.
The little one is quite the wiggler.
The heart is working properly.
And I'm sure SHE will be just adorable.
I feel so blessed that God has decided to give me a daughter. I must admit that I was so shocked at first that I could hardly even be excited. That has most definitely worn off and I am worn out after being so excited. I think her daddy was just as, if not more, excited than I am. It is so hard to imagine having a little girl around here.
Adam jumped up and down when I told him he is going to have a sister and Rowan just gave me a blank look and went back to watching his movie. I guess Horton and the Who's were just a little more interesting to him than this phantom baby we keep talking about. I think I may have to aquire a doll to help them practice the "baby thing" soon. I never did it for Adam and it was a challenge teaching him to be gentle. Nerve-wracking when they are learning on your real live baby.
I told Jay that he is in big trouble now. There are just so many cute things for girls...
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Help!
Alright, I'm starting to give myself a brain freeze. Not from eating or drinking too fast but from endlessly searching for names that Jay and I can agree on. I am still not giving up all hope on Emery, but I do need to come up with a backup. I know there are tons of names out there, I've looked through my entire book of 100,000 baby names at least twice. And I mean LOOKED. I read every single name. Twice. Well, Jay says I'm burning myself out and so losing my ability to choose a "good" name when I see it. May I point out that he has not contributed even one name. He just says no to all of mine and never comes up with a new one himself. Those pesky dads...
So I am coming here. I am asking all of you to throw some names at me. They can't be overly common like William, Jordan, Matthew, etc. And I prefer them not to be trendy like Aiden, Bella, Mackenzie, etc. And please don't send me any that you are dying to name one of your future children, I mean what if I like it? And Jay likes it? And we decide to use it, then I would feel bad for "stealing" your name. I am mostly looking for boy names as I think we have agreed on a girl one. Maybe. But I would love either/or.
I would really appreciate it. I have strange names floating around in my head. Might I add for my husband's sake, bless his boring little soul, that extremely unusual names aren't going to fly around this place. I mean he did pick Adam after all. I like the name but you have to admit it's not very original.
So I am coming here. I am asking all of you to throw some names at me. They can't be overly common like William, Jordan, Matthew, etc. And I prefer them not to be trendy like Aiden, Bella, Mackenzie, etc. And please don't send me any that you are dying to name one of your future children, I mean what if I like it? And Jay likes it? And we decide to use it, then I would feel bad for "stealing" your name. I am mostly looking for boy names as I think we have agreed on a girl one. Maybe. But I would love either/or.
I would really appreciate it. I have strange names floating around in my head. Might I add for my husband's sake, bless his boring little soul, that extremely unusual names aren't going to fly around this place. I mean he did pick Adam after all. I like the name but you have to admit it's not very original.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Stale-Mate
Is that the right term?
Well, I played my if-I-don't-get-a-daughter-can-I-at-least-have-my-favorite-boy-name card a few days early and it went something like this:
Me: "I really want a girl. I need a girl. What if it's a boy?"
Hubby: "I know, Sweetie. If it's a boy, you just have to trust that God decided that's what you need."
Me: "NO.I need a girl. Just like you needed a boy with Adam. I NEED a girl this time."
Hubby: "Well, ask God for one then."
Me: "I have been. Since Rowan was born.*groan* If it's a boy I feel really guilty for feeling this way, but....what if it's a boy?"
Hubby: *chuckles* "You'll love him every bit as much as you love the other two."
Me: "Well, can I at least name him my favorite boy name then?"
Hubby: "What's your favorite boy name?"
Me: "Emery."
Hubby: "Ugh. No way. I'm not naming my boy Emery."
Me: "Why?"
Hubby: "It's such a gay sounding name. It's wussy."
Me: "Oh brother, it is not. Emery Brandt, pleeease?"
Hubby: "No. It's a sissy name."
Me: "It means, industrious leader, how is that sissy?"
Hubby: "Honey..."
Me: "Rowan means, tree with red berries, how is Emery any sissier than that?"
Hubby: "Brandt Emery, maybe."
Me: "Only if everyone calls him Emery all the time."
Hubby: Rolls his eyes. "What's wrong with Brandt, I like Brandt."
Me: "Emery is better."
Hubby: "Why?"
Me: "It's more unique."
Hubby: "Yeah because it's gay!"
Me: "A person makes his name, not the other way around."
Hubby: "So you want people to think he's a sissy just off the cuff, until they get to know him?"
Me: "They won't! Only you would think that." Start to cry. "I just want a girl so bad and if it's not I at least want to name him my favorite name."
Hubby: Hugs me. "I know. I know. But hey, the odds are in our favor. The last two were boys and most of the other new babies have been boys. There's gotta be a girl in there somewhere."
Me: *Snort* "I don't believe in odds. It is whatever God wants it to be. I know he knows best but it doesn't change what I want."
Hubby: "I know. Keep praying. We'll find out on Tuesday and you'll feel better just knowing what it is."
Me: "There is no way on this earth she's going to say: It's a girl! I can't even imagine hearing those words. But I'm telling you right now, I'm not naming him anything but Emery."
Hubby: *SMILE*
So, that's where we stand on things. I think the next four days are going to drag by but what can I do? It is what it is, right? And I'll survive even if I never have a daughter. I can't shake the feeling that this is a boy. Not that I'm grumbling about having another boy, my other two are, after all, the greatest.
Well, I'm putting my cart before the horse, my instincts have not been confirmed. Just a little venting. I think the most upsetting part is that I really don't like any other name. It's not just a toss up for me, I really just don't care for the other names. I looked at all of the boy names in my book. None compare.
Maybe it's a good sign...
Well, I played my if-I-don't-get-a-daughter-can-I-at-least-have-my-favorite-boy-name card a few days early and it went something like this:
Me: "I really want a girl. I need a girl. What if it's a boy?"
Hubby: "I know, Sweetie. If it's a boy, you just have to trust that God decided that's what you need."
Me: "NO.I need a girl. Just like you needed a boy with Adam. I NEED a girl this time."
Hubby: "Well, ask God for one then."
Me: "I have been. Since Rowan was born.*groan* If it's a boy I feel really guilty for feeling this way, but....what if it's a boy?"
Hubby: *chuckles* "You'll love him every bit as much as you love the other two."
Me: "Well, can I at least name him my favorite boy name then?"
Hubby: "What's your favorite boy name?"
Me: "Emery."
Hubby: "Ugh. No way. I'm not naming my boy Emery."
Me: "Why?"
Hubby: "It's such a gay sounding name. It's wussy."
Me: "Oh brother, it is not. Emery Brandt, pleeease?"
Hubby: "No. It's a sissy name."
Me: "It means, industrious leader, how is that sissy?"
Hubby: "Honey..."
Me: "Rowan means, tree with red berries, how is Emery any sissier than that?"
Hubby: "Brandt Emery, maybe."
Me: "Only if everyone calls him Emery all the time."
Hubby: Rolls his eyes. "What's wrong with Brandt, I like Brandt."
Me: "Emery is better."
Hubby: "Why?"
Me: "It's more unique."
Hubby: "Yeah because it's gay!"
Me: "A person makes his name, not the other way around."
Hubby: "So you want people to think he's a sissy just off the cuff, until they get to know him?"
Me: "They won't! Only you would think that." Start to cry. "I just want a girl so bad and if it's not I at least want to name him my favorite name."
Hubby: Hugs me. "I know. I know. But hey, the odds are in our favor. The last two were boys and most of the other new babies have been boys. There's gotta be a girl in there somewhere."
Me: *Snort* "I don't believe in odds. It is whatever God wants it to be. I know he knows best but it doesn't change what I want."
Hubby: "I know. Keep praying. We'll find out on Tuesday and you'll feel better just knowing what it is."
Me: "There is no way on this earth she's going to say: It's a girl! I can't even imagine hearing those words. But I'm telling you right now, I'm not naming him anything but Emery."
Hubby: *SMILE*
So, that's where we stand on things. I think the next four days are going to drag by but what can I do? It is what it is, right? And I'll survive even if I never have a daughter. I can't shake the feeling that this is a boy. Not that I'm grumbling about having another boy, my other two are, after all, the greatest.
Well, I'm putting my cart before the horse, my instincts have not been confirmed. Just a little venting. I think the most upsetting part is that I really don't like any other name. It's not just a toss up for me, I really just don't care for the other names. I looked at all of the boy names in my book. None compare.
Maybe it's a good sign...
Monday, January 26, 2009
Goofball
This guy has been really full of it lately. He has been talking more and more and although he's generally pretty easy to please, he's also quite sassy at times.
Some of my favorite Rowster sayings are:
1)"Lady bug in my eye!" Translation: Something's bugging my eye.
2) "Light-ma QuQueen." Translation: Lightning McQueen.
3) "Not right now. Maybe later." Translation: I'm not doing what you say so bite me!
4) "I am Buzz Lightyear." Translation: I am Buzz Lightyear. He really thinks he is sometimes. And he really says it that clear too.
5) "Mama, we gotta go." Translation: Stop fixing your hair. He always tells me this when I'm doing my hair, even if we're not going anywhere.
6) "Mr. Kamano Head, please." Translation: Open Mr. Potato Head please.
I know there are more that I'm just not thinking of but these are his most common.
Rowster was in the bath the other night trying to blow more bubbles in his water and trying, at all costs, to avoid looking at me. I, on the other hand, was shouting and making funny noises and trying at all costs not to move my camera one iota while trying to get even one good shot. For some reason that is beyond my comprehension, my camera does not want to take a clear picture without the flash. Especially when the the lighting is poor like it is in my bathroom. So, these are a little blurry but I am feeling motivated to finally crack open that user manual sometime this week. Maybe, just maybe, I'll learn something. But for now, this is the best I am capable of.
Some of my favorite Rowster sayings are:
1)"Lady bug in my eye!" Translation: Something's bugging my eye.
2) "Light-ma QuQueen." Translation: Lightning McQueen.
3) "Not right now. Maybe later." Translation: I'm not doing what you say so bite me!
4) "I am Buzz Lightyear." Translation: I am Buzz Lightyear. He really thinks he is sometimes. And he really says it that clear too.
5) "Mama, we gotta go." Translation: Stop fixing your hair. He always tells me this when I'm doing my hair, even if we're not going anywhere.
6) "Mr. Kamano Head, please." Translation: Open Mr. Potato Head please.
I know there are more that I'm just not thinking of but these are his most common.
Rowster was in the bath the other night trying to blow more bubbles in his water and trying, at all costs, to avoid looking at me. I, on the other hand, was shouting and making funny noises and trying at all costs not to move my camera one iota while trying to get even one good shot. For some reason that is beyond my comprehension, my camera does not want to take a clear picture without the flash. Especially when the the lighting is poor like it is in my bathroom. So, these are a little blurry but I am feeling motivated to finally crack open that user manual sometime this week. Maybe, just maybe, I'll learn something. But for now, this is the best I am capable of.
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