Tuesday, September 30, 2008

True and Amazing

Zoe knows a TON of sign language words...and by a ton I mean like seven. It's so great, though. She can do the sign for milk, more, all done, sleepy, cracker, please and thank you. And she is talking up a storm too. She said bus when we went to get Maggie today, and she said "Beth" when, well, Beth was here!

Torina - she is equally amazing and will NOT be outdone by her sister. She SAID the word MILK and JUICE today. I couldn't believe it! I screamed and I think I scared her pretty good, but I was so excited! It's just so fun when they can start to verbalize things. I know I'll be eating my words in another year when I have three that talk non-stop.

Another true and amazing thing is Sesame Street. They are mesmerized for an HOUR! I know that may be terrible, but for a woman who hasn't had an hour to clean, cook, blog, pee, or any other such indulgence, it is anything BUT terrible.

That reminds me of another adorable thing Zoe is doing...whenever she sees "The Count" in a book we have she says, "Ahh, Ahh, Ahh" in this deep count-like voice. So cute.

By the way, please don't stop reading my blog just because I put stories of my kids on here all the time. I promise I'll try to get out more so I can have more exciting things for you to read about. For now, though, thanks for sharing in my excitement!

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Last weekend...

Sorry I've been slacking off lately. It's been nothing short of a zoo around here. Last weekend Maggie and I went to the Women's Retreat at Windy Gap that my friends and I do each year. It was so heavenly to drive up there with just Mag - we stopped at the outlets, went to the bathroom whenever we wanted WITHOUT a stroller, rolled down the windows and sang Hannah Montana at the top of our lungs. It was a blast. The weekend went great and it was fun to be able to have a chance to speak to 300 women about what the Lord has done in my heart and in our lives over the past couple years.

The craziest thing that happened, I think, was that literally all five of my friends either got sick themselves or their kids got sick. Including Maggie. She woke me up in the middle of the night Friday night with a sore throat and a high fever. I took her to the doc in town on Saturday and she had strep, which pretty much set off a string of strep throats throughout our little team. It was crazy, but it was still so fun. I just love my friends - really they are life to me. Just being with the four of them makes me smile. They are my friends who have known me for so long and have loved me through so much. They are a trip, they are beautiful, they are basket cases like me, and I just love them.

I also got to see mom and Jeannie and Sandy, which is always great! And the sweet Jacksonville ladies that made the trip up to camp and had a blast on the ropes course and night swing. Basically the whole thing, though it was exhausting, gave me great joy.

So I'd like to thank my hubby for keeping the twins, my mom and Sandy for sitting with Maggie while I did what I needed to do on the weekend, and for the Sisters of Mercy Clinic in Weaverville for seeing all kids and making them well!

More later. It's just too beautiful of a day to be blogging!

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Is Love At First Sight Really Possible?


My doorbell rang at 8:00 this morning and the sweetest smiling face greeted me. Her name is Maria and she came to clean my house. My mom and dad graciously sent me $100 to get take out, get a sitter, or have someone come clean...since they couldn't be here to help out with all the Zoe maddness.

I wonder what I have to do each month to get $100 in our budget so I can have her come. My house smells heavenly. There's no dust. She came in, stripped the beds and washed all the linens. She cleaned the fans, baseboards, and windows. Seriously and shamefully I've never gone near any of those things since we moved here in April.

There's just something about the smell of bleach and lavender scented vaccuum BB's that makes my heart all a-flutter.

All I know is, if loving Maria is wrong, I don't want to be right.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

I have a lot to be thankful for...

Today I am thankful for all the people who surround me and take care of me. For Melyssa, Beth, my husband, my small group, Melinda, Sarina, Teresa, Harriet...for Kelly in the ER, for the doctor that didn't have a great bedside manner, but got us what we needed.

Saturday night we spent most of the night in the ER with Zoe. She's ok now, but she ran a really high fever yesterday and was on motrin all day. When we got to the ER it was 105 WITH motrin in her system. I freaked out but tried to stay calm. They ran some tests and decided they needed to do a spinal tap. Yes, a spinal tap. I was freaking out even more.

Long story longer we are home, she is fine but still fussy and needy. We went to the pediatrician yesterday for a follow up and all her tests came back clear, but he thinks she has a mild case of viral meningitis. Seriously? That is so scary. There's nothing they do for it, though. We just have to keep an eye on her, and on Tori and Mag if they get sick. If they stop drinking then it's bad and we have to head back to the hospital.

Of course I am supposed to leave Thursday morning with Maggie to go to the Women's Retreat at Windy Gap. Ian's staying here with the twins. He will definitely need the power of the force while I'm gone.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

We now officially have three princesses

Zoe has been wanting to dress up some and has pulled out a few things and brought them to me to help her put on. Crazy that she's old enough to do this. Then today Tori got really mad when Zoe tried to take her little sparkly tutu. And we all know that Maggie came out of the womb wearing a tiara. So here's a pic of our little priss pots.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Kindergarten is kicking my rear

This week has been the first almost full week of school for Maggie and I must say that somehow I am totally exhausted. Despite the fact that I have a couple hours to myself each day, which has been heavenly, I am finding that the times when she is home are way more intense than before. For example, I wake up at 6:30 each morning and hit the ground running. I get the babies up, changed, dressed, and into their high chairs (I made that seem like it's so quick, but it's totally not). Then I have to make sure Maggie is dressed, do her hair, pack her lunch, feed all four of us (Ian has to fend for himself), get myself dressed and all of us out the door by 7:45. I get back from the bus stop around 8:20 and it seriously feels like it should be noon. I am dying for my coffee these days.

I can only imagine how Maggie feels. She has been such a trooper and really loving school, but for the past two days she has gotten pretty upset about getting on the bus. She says she just wants to stay home with me. Sad! And the thing is, I kind of want her to stay home with me! I mean, not really all day every day, but I DO miss her a lot. I find myself wanting the twins to be asleep when she gets home so that she and I can do something together like read or play Barbies or something. Sweet Mag. How fun to have a daughter that I want to spend time with...I just love her.

On a different note, I had a sitter come today for a few hours and it was HEAVENLY! I went to Target all by myself and then to Border's to read for a bit. So fun and I need it so badly every week. What I don't need every week, however, is the woman at the Border's coffee shop making conversation she shouldn't make. I had to give her my name so she could yell it out for everyone to hear and laugh at when my coffee was ready. Well, when I told her my name was Buffy, this is EXACTLY what she said:

"You don't look at all like a Buffy...unlike my cousin (who's named Buffy). She is like THIS big around (and then held up her hand and made a TINY little circle with her thumb and finger). She is so skinny...I hate her."

But I, apparantly, am NOTHING like her cousin.

Did I just get told that I'm fat, big boned, plus sized? Not that there's anything wrong with that, right?

And I was feeling pretty good about myself today too. I had my hair did, my makeup on, real clothes, and even funky shoes. Just goes to show me, I guess. So here's to you, real barista of genius...Misses Insult Your Customers While Serving them Pumpkin Bread and Fattening Drinks Woman...thanks for nothin. Oh, and hold the whipped cream.