Words to remember

One of the purposes of this blog is to chonicle the every day memories that I know will be forgotten if they are not written down. This post is more for me and my memory, so bear (bare?) with me...

K sings: "We miss you a merry Christmas, We miss you a merry Christmas, we miss you a merry Christmas and a happy new EAR!"

When talking about the bathtub, sink, or toilet drain, she calls it a "dream". "Mom! Don't let J fall down the dream!"

K still calls Mickey Mouse, "Nicki Mouse" and I LOVE that for obvious reasons.

K names all of her babies and toys. The other day Gma and Gpa Morgan left after a visit and K was picking up her toys. She told Daddy, "No Daddy, that's not Elmo...that's Gma Morgan!" (Her rake is also named Sally and her stick horse is named "Sally's daddy".)


J's vocabulary still just consists of "Maaaaaaaaaa!!!!" (and I secretly love it!)

I'm coming back

My plate is full right now. Did I say full? I meant, over-freakin'-flowing right now. Thanks for asking about me. I'm still here. Just too busy and scattered to formulate a post. I promise pics and a holiday update in the coming days. In the meantime, think about your resolutions for next year. What were they for this year? Did you fulfill them? Mine were:

Go to church regularly

Exercise MOST of the days of the year

Did I meet them?

In a word......





uhhhhh...



no.


It's okay though, the year's not over. ha ha ha

I promise to get back to blogging regularly soon. I miss it. I just can't get it together enough right now. Stay tuned...

Good Parenting 101

My daughter is in this picky-eater stage. After being a good eater her whole life, she is now less likely to try new foods and refusing to eat certain ones. She eats very little at meals and has been eating more at snack time, which drives us crazy. So this morning, she refused to eat her breakfast again. She asked to get down long before her belly was full and I told her that if she didn't eat her breakfast, then she wasn't getting a snack. She would have to wait for lunch and be good and hungry.

An hour later, she threw up.

Just when I thought I had some sort of clue on how to parent, I completely miss the boat, and discipline my daughter....for being sick. Feel free to nominate me for "Parent of the Year"...

Oh and don't think I show favoritism...I took J in for his second flu shot last week. As he stood in the waiting room playing with the bead table, horror struck me as I realized his pants were on backwards. And it was completely noticeable. So I had to change them around, just as the nurse called our names (of course!).