First thing is I need to make a new blogspot header-that one is so ancient. Look at Brock's hair...look at my hair. I will work on that in my NO free time. So---where to start. I guess I will start with me. I am feeling pretty great. I have been working out at Scenic City Bootcamp for the last 6 months are so and I love it! It is serious therapy for me and much cheaper. i think it is all those years playing multiple sports and even though I am hardworking mommmy now-part of that is just who I am. So, anytime I can, after work, it is a priority. One of my best friends is having a baby April 15th. I cannot tell you how many prayers have went up for her to get pregnant and all the emotions that have went along with those prayers. But Ruthie will be here in less than a month and I can't wait to see her and see the excitement from her precious momma.
Arden is growing up. She is getting taller and we always tell her that we will put a rock on her head if she does not stop growing. She is wearing clothes from the big Girlie section. She is writing her letters and name and last month she wrote her address and our phone number. She LOVES school and I hope that will continue. She spent the night at her Grammy's house last night (still on top of the list of good things to do). I asked her what was so great about Grammy's and she gave it to me in a list. "Here is what we do at Grammy's house. First we take our baths and get on our pajamas. Next we watch a movie together on the couch. and then we go to bed in the Magic Bed". That's it. My girl loves her routines. You would think Grammy's house is Disney World Or that Mom spent the whole night entertaining and making cookies. Nope. Anyway, Grammy's house is a winner for sure. I use it as a threat when she is acting bad or back talking. Did I mention she does that a ton lately? Just coming into her little girl attitude. She will complain a little now or ask me to do something a million times. Thinking that when she insists with a really loud PLEASE that I will say okay. not happening.
Brock is ALL BOY. If we go to the store a $1 ball will keep him happy for days. He loves to throw things. i am going to get an athlete out of one of these kids. He has thrown all of the lava rocks out of our fireplace. I try not to laugh at this type of behavior but he squeals so loud and loves it so much. Hard for me to get on to him. He also eats things off the floor, nose dives off the couch, wrestles his sister, and refuses to say actual words. He likes to walk around to everyone and hold his arms up in the "i don't know" motion and make his jibbering talk. He does this to everyone in the office. It is his language. He still only says Momma, A-den, and Dada. By this time Arden was carrying on full conversations.
Something funny from school yesterday. Arden was getting out at the carpool line and Brock started to cry because sister was getting out. he does this alot. He was wimpering and such and she said "oh no my poor baby". She got back in the car and went to hug and kiss him. After about 2 seconds he was hitting her to let go. This is a perfect example of their relationship. She babies him. He loves her. Then he can't take it anymore.
He has a little temper and it is only growing! We did not have terrible 2s with Arden. At 3 she started to test me but nothing like what people describe. I think we will have them with Brock. He will already throw his self down and lay on the floor. However, he doesn't cry. He just lays there until I say "bye I am leaving you" and he jumps up and follows. He will try to hit me, the wall, Arden, or anything in the vicinity if he is mad or gets in trouble. Of course this is not tolerated but it is kinda funny--unless he is trying to hit me.
Life is sooooo busy but good! These are seriously great years of our lives with young kids. I know we will wish for these tiny problems when they are teens. But Hey! We are not going to borrow trouble from tomorrow. We are just really enjoying the kids and all the new experiences they bring to our life.
Friday, March 11, 2011
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Posted by Christy C Beach at 7:20 AM
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