My mom has one of those plastic owls for her garden. We visited my parents on Sunday. Gillian found the owl on the steps of their deck. Grandma told Gilly that it was an owl. Gillian repeated “owl.” Grandma asked Gilly if she knew what an owl said. Gillian just looked at Grandma. Grandma told… Continue reading The Owl
This morning I picked out an outfit for Gillian. As I attempted to put on the shirt, she took it out of my hands and said “not this!” She then threw it on the floor. She then picked up her Kemit t-shirt and handed it to me, saying “this!” She isn’t even two years old… Continue reading The Diva and The Professor
Saturday, Gillian and I had plans to go to Aunt Missy’s bridal shower/luncheon. I had discussed the party for quite some time with John. First I explained to him that Mommy was making cookies for Aunt Missy’s party. And second, I explained to him that Daddy would take him to cooking class because I needed… Continue reading Girl Party
First of all, let me apologize. I haven’t blogged in a couple of days. Saturday Gillian and I went to Missy’s bridal shower and then Sunday I actually got my house cleaned and organized for the week. Here’s a little story about John to get your week started with a smile. During bath time last… Continue reading Shake your booty!
John loves to watch “Go Diego Go.” He loves learning about animals and quite frequently he tells us facts about animals. When we ask how he knows these facts, he says “Diego!” Yesterday, Daddy was mowing the lawn and he found a bird egg in the middle of the yard. We have some really tall… Continue reading Animal rescuer
Gillian has a new bedtime ritual. I have to turn off her lights and turn on her ladybug nightlight. Next I have to put her down in her crib and put a blanket on her. Kermit needs to be next to her with his head on her pillow. Then I ask, does Kermit need a… Continue reading New bedtime ritual
“Where’s the roof on Aunt Betty’s car?” John asked on Saturday. Immediately, Aunt Betty offered to take him for a ride. I moved his carseat over while he inspected her convertible Bug. He climbed in the car. They went cruising down the street and turned around in the dead end. I watched from our porch… Continue reading Crusin’
When John was a baby, we used to sing John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt to him. He loved it. I would sing it as a lullaby while I rocked him to sleep. When he was cranky in the car, I would sing it loud and in a silly voice to get him to giggle. It’s been… Continue reading John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
John was very excited about Mother’s Day this year. He made something in school and he brought it home on Wednesday. He told me that “I wasn’t allowed to look at it until Mother’s Day.” When I told him how many days before Mother’s Day, he was a little disheartened. Then on Thursday, Gillian had… Continue reading Mother’s Day
We had hot dogs and hamburgers for dinner tonight. Gillian had a hot dog. She was eating and then started pointing across the table. I thought she wanted chips, but she was pointing to the ketchup. I gave her some, thinking she was just going to leave it on the plate. Well I was wrong. … Continue reading Dip, dip, dip
John and Gill went up a hill 