Saturday, March 17, 2012
A Birthday to Remember
Abby's 5th birthday has certainly been one to remember.
We discovered that Maddie needed to have surgery Tuesday, just two days before Ab's birthday, which left me wondering if we were going to be able to hold our preplanned celebrations. We got home from the hospital Wednesday afternoon, and decided we would go ahead with taking Abby out to dinner.
Chip and I took Abby to her "fravorite" restaurant, The Melting Pot. To my surprise, Chip had called ahead and made reservations and told them we were celebrating a birthday. Our table was set up with balloons, chocolate and a keepsake newsletter just for Abby. I had tears in my eyes - it was such a thoughtful gesture on Chip's part. At the end of dinner, the staff came and took a picture of the three of us and then gave us the framed photo.
Thursday was her actual birthday, and we didn't do much. The kids and I played outside in the unseasonably warm weather. Even I joined in the fun by swinging. I asked Abby to push me, and she said, "This is fun! It's like I'm pushing an elephant!" I laughed. A lot.
And her birthday celebration contines. In a short while, we will be going to her birthday party. Her first party.
Until I post pictures of that event, here are some shots from her birthday at home.
We discovered that Maddie needed to have surgery Tuesday, just two days before Ab's birthday, which left me wondering if we were going to be able to hold our preplanned celebrations. We got home from the hospital Wednesday afternoon, and decided we would go ahead with taking Abby out to dinner.
Chip and I took Abby to her "fravorite" restaurant, The Melting Pot. To my surprise, Chip had called ahead and made reservations and told them we were celebrating a birthday. Our table was set up with balloons, chocolate and a keepsake newsletter just for Abby. I had tears in my eyes - it was such a thoughtful gesture on Chip's part. At the end of dinner, the staff came and took a picture of the three of us and then gave us the framed photo.
Thursday was her actual birthday, and we didn't do much. The kids and I played outside in the unseasonably warm weather. Even I joined in the fun by swinging. I asked Abby to push me, and she said, "This is fun! It's like I'm pushing an elephant!" I laughed. A lot.
And her birthday celebration contines. In a short while, we will be going to her birthday party. Her first party.
Until I post pictures of that event, here are some shots from her birthday at home.
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| Go Fish! William felt so left out... |
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| Thanks, Uncle Jay and Aunt Lauren, for starting our girl out right. |
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| Abby's ready to fight now. Thanks again, Uncle Jay and Aunt Lauren. :) |
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| Cha-ching! |
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| Her first princess tea set. |
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| Thanks, Papa. You always knew she wanted a swimming baby doll, right? |
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| William couldn't wait to open the text messengers. *Parents: Don't let your kids play with scissors. No kids were injured during this photo session. |
Friday, March 9, 2012
Abby-isms
"Mama, I picked out supper! Tater tots and fish sticks! And YOU can pick out the carrots."
"I wish I was a boy so I could marry myself."
"Don't cry your pretty blue eyes."
"Mom, I love you. Thanks for picking out my parents."
"Mama, why is that boy walking down the sidewalk? Maybe his parents banished him."
"What's the name of the lady who brought the chicken pot pie? Well, she did a GREAT job baking the cookies."
And last but not least, Abby's first encounter with an infomercial... I fell asleep with the TV on the other night. When I got up to feed Maddie at 4:00, I noticed that Abby was in bed with me. I stumbled back into my bedroom 15 minutes later, and I noticed Abby was awake. I turned off the TV, and woke up a couple hours later. Abby turned to me and said, "What were you watching last night? It was a REALLY long commercial. This man was talking about a drink and it wouldn't go off. It's made from cactus fruit. You drink it if you have really bad pain, like pain in your knuckles or here (pointing to her forehead). It's for grown-up pain, I think."
"I wish I was a boy so I could marry myself."
"Don't cry your pretty blue eyes."
"Mom, I love you. Thanks for picking out my parents."
"Mama, why is that boy walking down the sidewalk? Maybe his parents banished him."
"What's the name of the lady who brought the chicken pot pie? Well, she did a GREAT job baking the cookies."
And last but not least, Abby's first encounter with an infomercial... I fell asleep with the TV on the other night. When I got up to feed Maddie at 4:00, I noticed that Abby was in bed with me. I stumbled back into my bedroom 15 minutes later, and I noticed Abby was awake. I turned off the TV, and woke up a couple hours later. Abby turned to me and said, "What were you watching last night? It was a REALLY long commercial. This man was talking about a drink and it wouldn't go off. It's made from cactus fruit. You drink it if you have really bad pain, like pain in your knuckles or here (pointing to her forehead). It's for grown-up pain, I think."
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Taste of the Caribbean
Chip, Maddie and I went to St. Thomas last week, and it was amazing. Here are a few pictures...
Friday, March 2, 2012
Random Fun
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| Whose hand is that?! |
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| Maddie survived her first bath. |
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| Abby and Chip enjoyed some good ol' trampoline fun. |
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| Old Green Eyes |
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| There's those hands again... Always around William's neck... |
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| Gas or happy smile? Either way, it's a smile. |
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| Bright eyed baby. |
Brain Freeze
Abby experienced her first "brain freeze" tonight.
She was downing a bowl of orange sherbet at one of our favorite restaurants when she grabbed her head and started crying. I tried not to laugh, but being there to witness my baby girl's first cold-induced headache was too precious. After taking a sip of her chocolate milk, she looked relieved that the pain was only temporary. We had a nice laugh about it.
On the way home I wished I could have experienced a brain freeze of my own. Not the kind caused by icy sweetness, however. I wanted to freeze time, to capture and remember everything about a particular moment.
There I was, riding in the back seat with Abby. Just the two of us. As I'm listening to her carry on about this and that, I look at her little face. The moon's light washed over her, and it was then that I realized how quickly time is passing. There, sitting next to me, was a little lady. Her legs were crossed, and as she talked, I noticed how her eyes glistened with excitement as she shared her secret stories with me.
I kissed her on the cheek, and then she looked at me with the biggest, most sincere eyes, and she said, "I'm never gonna wipe that kiss off."
Now that's my kind of brain freeze.
She was downing a bowl of orange sherbet at one of our favorite restaurants when she grabbed her head and started crying. I tried not to laugh, but being there to witness my baby girl's first cold-induced headache was too precious. After taking a sip of her chocolate milk, she looked relieved that the pain was only temporary. We had a nice laugh about it.
On the way home I wished I could have experienced a brain freeze of my own. Not the kind caused by icy sweetness, however. I wanted to freeze time, to capture and remember everything about a particular moment.
There I was, riding in the back seat with Abby. Just the two of us. As I'm listening to her carry on about this and that, I look at her little face. The moon's light washed over her, and it was then that I realized how quickly time is passing. There, sitting next to me, was a little lady. Her legs were crossed, and as she talked, I noticed how her eyes glistened with excitement as she shared her secret stories with me.
I kissed her on the cheek, and then she looked at me with the biggest, most sincere eyes, and she said, "I'm never gonna wipe that kiss off."
Now that's my kind of brain freeze.
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