Friday, February 4, 2011

A Glimpse at our life

WE HAD A GREAT CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEAR AND I’LL WRITE ABOUT IT LATER. JUST WANTED TO QUICKLY PUT IN SOME MILESTONES FOR KAMI.
4 MONTH CHECKUP STATS: 11 ILS. 14 OZ. (9TH PERCENTILE) 23IN. LONG (6 PERCENTILE.) SO KAMI LEARNED TO COMPLETLEY ROLL OVER 2 DAYS AGO, (SHE COULD ROLL FROM HER TUMMY TO HER BACK ABOUT 3 MOS. OLD) AND SHE THINKS SHE IS PRETTY COOL. SHE LAYS ON HER BACK AND PULLS HER FEET UP IN THE AIR AND JUST ROLLS RIGHT OVER ONTO HER TUMMY. WE ALL CLAP AND SHE SMILES. SHE IS STARTING TO LOVE TO PLAY WITH TOYS. SHE GOT A FIRST PURSE FOR CHRISTMAS WITH KEYS A LIPSTICK, MIRROR, AND MONEY AND SHE WILL REACH FOR THEM.
FUNNY STUFF THE KIDS SAY:
HAYDEN COMES INTO MY ROOM THIS MORNING AND I SAY HEY BUD COME CUDDLE WITH MOM FOR A MINUTE AND HE ASKS ME TO TICKLE HIM, SO AS I AM TICKLING HIM I SAY, “DON’T GET ANY BIGGER ON ME K, STOP GROWING.” AND HE SAYS “MOM YOU KNOW ONE DAY YOU WILL BY 37 AND THEN SOON 50!” FUNNY KID. ALSO THE OTHER DAY AS HE WAS GETTING READY FOR SCHOOL I SAID, "C’MON HAYD WE HAVE TO HURRY, YOU HAVE NO SENSE OF URGENCY," AND HE REPLIED, "UM I’M SORRY BUT A GOD JUST DIDN’T MAKE ME WITH ANY OF THAT SO IT’S NOT MY FAULT.”
CARSON IN A NUT SHELL- TO HAYDEN THIS MORNING EATING BREAKFAST- “HEY HAYDEN I SPIT IN YOUR DRINK”- IN OTHER WORDS A TOTAL STINKER!” (HE REALLY DIDN’T, JUST LIKES TO TEASE AND BE NAUGHTY!” ALSO THE OTHER DAY HE ASKED ME FOR A STRING CHEESE SO I GAVE HIM ONE, SHORTLY AFTER HAYDEN ASKED FOR AN APPLE. CARSON THROWS AWAY THE STRING CHEESE AND ASKS FOR AN APPLE. I TOLD HIM NO THAT’S NOT HOW THAT WORKS. AFTER HE SAT AND DROVE ME CRAZY I FINALLY GAVE IN, TO WHICH I REPLIED “THAT’S IT, NO MORE SNACKS TODAY,” AND DEREK SAYS “THAT’S RIGHT, DON’T ASK FOR ANY MORE SNACKS.” CARSON SAYS TO DEREK, “SO I DON’T CARE,” DEREK SAYS, “WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME.” CARSON RUNS OVER AND HUGS DEREK AND SAYS, “UM I JUST SAID I LOVE YOU.” HE’S NAUGHTY AND SMART, BAD COMBINATION! AS I WRITE THIS HE IS LAYING ON THE FLOOR UNDER THE CHAIR I AM SITTING IN ASKING FOR CANDY, AS I REPEATEDLY TELL HIM NO, AND CONTINUE TYPING HE IS SAYING, “HEY-LOW! I NOT GETTING ANY ATTENTION.” CLIMBING ON MY LAP NOW, GUESS I AM DONE.