Monday, March 30, 2009
My Boys
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Jumpin' Bubba
I thought this was so cute I had to share it with you. He is just so stinkin' adorable I can't help myself. I take so many pictures of him. He is teething right now and the only thing that tipped me off (besides that fact that he is 11 months old and eventually has to get more than just the 2 he has in) is his diapers. I don't have to tell you what they are like because every mother knows them too well. He has been so fun and happy and hasn't been fussy or whiny at all. Count my blessings (and knock on wood). I don't what him to prove me wrong.
He was so protective this morning when I was at the chiropractor. When he started to adjust my neck, Nathan started crying like I have never heard him before. You could tell he was scared or worried, not just sad. He was getting more and more worked up until I was done with the visit. I went over to him and he had huge crocodile tears rolling down his face. He gave me a little smile when he saw that I was okay. Poor little guy, he thought he was witnessing his mother being abused. I won't bring him to those visits anymore.
He was so protective this morning when I was at the chiropractor. When he started to adjust my neck, Nathan started crying like I have never heard him before. You could tell he was scared or worried, not just sad. He was getting more and more worked up until I was done with the visit. I went over to him and he had huge crocodile tears rolling down his face. He gave me a little smile when he saw that I was okay. Poor little guy, he thought he was witnessing his mother being abused. I won't bring him to those visits anymore.
Who's going to make fun of Mom with me?
P.S. See what I mean about Kate never keeping clothes on...
New Toy
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Ready for High School
(I know this picture has nothing to do with the post, but it just shows how random and imaginative she is. What a character!)
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Reaching New Heights...or Distances at Least
Megan and I ran a whopping 10 miles tonight!!! We averaged 10 1/2 minute miles, and quite frankly, I'm darn proud of that. Earlier this week I did 3 miles and averaged 9.2 minute miles, so I know my interval training is working. (I'm that runner out there that runs with a stop watch because I like to know how I do and try to improve something every time I run, whether it be my time or my distance.) I love the way I get goose bumps my last 1/2 mile and the adrenaline kicks in and I get this "runner's high". I never thought I would know what that felt like, but it's exhilarating!!! Megan and I always have to sprint the last tenth or two tenths of our run. It's our way of finishing the deal. I couldn't do it without her. That's for sure and for certain!
(Sorry for the horn tooting...I'm just really excited we did it!)
(Sorry for the horn tooting...I'm just really excited we did it!)
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Is this a telescope?
I was tired this afternoon and was trying to find something that would entertain Eliza while I could take a break and relax. Eliza wanted to act out a book we had read recently. It's about a girl getting her tonsils out. She was the doctor and I was the patient. I was laying down with my eyes closed (since I was "sick") and she went and rifled through my purse and said, "open your mouth." I opened my eyes to see what she was going to stick in my mouth and low and behold...a tampon! I laughed and asked her to put it back. She, of course, wanted to know what it was. I told her it wasn't a tongue depressor but it was for grown up girls. She said, "is this a telescope?" Where did she come up with that? Yeah, I'm just trying to hide a really cool toy from you.
Later this evening, I found Katelyn playing with the same tampon from my purse (it's getting the rounds). I asked her what she had. She said, "this is my carrot!" What imaginations my girls have for such a mundane thing like that. I remember when my brothers were little, they thought they were guns. You can see where they were coming from, you can shoot things out of them.
Later this evening, I found Katelyn playing with the same tampon from my purse (it's getting the rounds). I asked her what she had. She said, "this is my carrot!" What imaginations my girls have for such a mundane thing like that. I remember when my brothers were little, they thought they were guns. You can see where they were coming from, you can shoot things out of them.
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