Sunday, August 16, 2015

Piper: Age 2

My baby isn't a baby anymore. 

She's two. 

She's "Pipey Ewizabeff." 
She talks in complete sentences. ("Wook mom! I see an Amewican fwag!") 
She tells me when she's "fwustwated."
She uses the big girl potty and keeps her undies dry all day (minus that darn #2).
She sings vibrant versions of "twinkle twinkle" and the "ABCs" and just about any other song you can think of.
She points out "corns" fields and beans and wheat when we drive past.
She loves all things her big sister is doing, but is very much of an individual and thrives on her own as well. 
She loves to play with other kids in just about any situation, and her once terrible church nursery anxiety seems to be completely gone. 
She still loooooves her pacis. But only gets them when sleeping. 
She is an absolute monkey climber and jumps off of everything. Everything. 
She hits when she's mad. And if we haven't caught it and put her in timeout, she puts herself in timeout and fake cries.
She loves a good snuggle and a rockabye when she can't sleep.
She's sleeping in a big girl bed, sharing a room with Emberly (as of two nights ago) and rocks it. 

And I just can't quite believe she's not a baby anymore. 






Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Emberly

Dear Jesus, please watch over Piper so I can have some time to myself today. Amen. 

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Music player suggestions??

Please help.

I have these fond and happy memories as a kid of going on car trips to my grandparents' for the weekend and loading up my backpack of "car entertainment stuff" and throwing in my Walkman. (Anyone else?) 

I had a few tapes (initially)... and as I got older CDs became a thing. 

I put on my headphones and just went to my happy place listening to Psalty the Singing Song book and Point of Grace and Steven Curtis Chapman and Adventures in Odyssey and all kinds of other awesome kid music. I was in charge, and I felt kinda like I owned the world.

(I sound crazy.)

Or I'd sit in my room for hours on end, crafting, coloring, creating things while listening to tapes/CDs on my boom box. Gosh this makes me feel old. Can you even buy such a thing these days??

Anyway... I really want to recreate this for my music loving child. Her birthday is coming up and I would love to gift her with music. But I feel stumped. She'll be FOUR. It seems insane (and slightly less magical) to give her an iPod. But is this the way to go?? Thoughts? Suggestions? Ideas? 

:)

Musically yours!

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Emberly


She will be four this summer. {How did that happen?!}

Though she still has plenty of emotion, I can see it taming every day. There are more pleases and may I's and thanks yous and a general desire to please. 

She loves to wrestle with her daddy. She asks about him every hour or so while he's at work. 

She thinks doughnuts would be an appropriate breakfast food every day of the week even though she's maybe been allowed to have them 3 times in her life.

Crafting is this girl's job. She begs for quiet time because it means her sissy is asleep and she is allowed to create in peace. Scissors, glue, stickers, markers, and paint are this girl's love language.

She can talk circles around any adult. Don't believe me? Just tell her it is bedtime. "But my mommy and daddy don't ever make me go to bed. They let me stay up and it's because I'm so helpful. And how about tomorrow I go to bed instead? Tonight I think we should just watch a show. I'll even snuggle with you. Suddenly I'm starving. Did you even remember to feed me dinner? How about a bedtime snack? No, nothing you suggested sounds quite right... maybe we should just take a little trip to the grocery store..." 

She thinks Piper is an awesome puppy. This usually includes playing with her on her terms only, usually in a way that is mildly dangerous or taking away toys that she has suddenly found interesting.  But they occasionally have the sweetest sister moments where you catch her holding Piper's hand, reading her a story, or kissing her owies. 

She wants to help with everything in the whole wide world. And is getting much better at actually being a help. 

She never stops moving or making noise. 

She could live outside. 

She is so curious and has the wildest imagination of all time. 

She remembers everything. Everything. She has her daddy's photographic memory. If you miss even one WORD while reading a book she's heard once, she will correct you. Tonight Jordan said "carrots" instead of "carrot sticks" in a book and she corrected him. 

She is always singing. She loves music and if you teach her a new song she won't sing along, she will just say, "again" until she has it mastered. And then she will sing it like she's known it her whole life. 

She insists upon being the one to pray before meals every.single.time. It usually goes something like, "Jesus, thanks that I get to spend this day with mommy and daddy and Piper. Thanks for this food too. I love you. Amen." but occasionally has the most lovely glimpse of her heart and includes a "please help me to be kind to my sister" or "thanks for my grandmas and grandpas. I miss them" or "I felt happy when I got to play outside today. Thanks for grass and trees."  She is often wondering about where God is and what happens in heaven and is telling people that "Jesus is ALIVE!" 

She loves people. Jordan and I often wonder how such a social butterfly could come from two introverts. 

She's pretty wonderful.






Piper

She's almost two. When you ask her how old she is, she holds up one finger and says "free. like Emmy." 

When you ask her what her name is, she will give you some variation of "baby" or "Pipey" or "Pipey baby." 

Most everything needs to be done "like Emmy." And if you forget, she will remind you. 

She climbs on EVERYTHING. Every time I turn around she is on the table or dangling over the back of the couch or hanging off the edge of Emberly's bed. 

She eats just about everything, but is occasionally weirdly selective and won't eat pasta or something she usually loves. Last night she shared Jordan's sushi. 

She takes one gloriously long afternoon nap, usually resulting in needing to wake her after two hours so she will go to bed when her big sissy does at night. She sleeps from 7pm-7am or later like clockwork. 

Her paci is her favorite thing, and I'm fairly certain she is going to be the only 18 year old going off to college that still has one. It's entirely contained to her crib for naps and bedtime... but lately she asks to go in her crib just for a quick paci refresher and then she's ready to conquer the rest of the day. Oops. 

She's a ham. She thinks she's hilarious and is always laughing at something. 

She can say anything she wants, and if you don't understand what she is asking for she will show you or give you clues until you get it. 

If you ask her a question she answers, "I no no" every.single.time. 

Though she's not into cuddling at bedtime, she likes to "pretend" she's my baby and let's me snuggle and rock her. It's maybe my favorite. 





Sunday, May 10, 2015

Mother's Day

Today was lovely.  

Jordan let me sleep in.
The girls brought me breakfast in bed and then crawled in and ate what they brought me. 
They sang me Happy Birthday several times (because there's no Mother's Day song).
We picked up food car-side to go for lunch. 
We ate cupcakes.
I napped for an hour and a half.
Jordan folded and put away the four loads of laundry I washed yesterday and never quite got around to finishing.
I made my mama's meatballs and gravy for dinner and they turned out for the first time in my life. 
We played outside most of the afternoon. 
My busy little "no cuddles, no books, just put me in bed" Piper let me read her books AND snuggle her at bedtime tonight.
Emberly didn't throw a bedtime tantrum and was giggling and shouting "I love you" when I tucked her in tonight.
I got a new sewing pattern. 
We went for a family walk (with girls in the stroller... the best kind).
Jordan washed all of the dishes from the whole day. 
And I took a bath. 

Could it get any better than that? 

I vote no.




Sunday, March 1, 2015

#wobbemastakenewmexico

We are in New Mexico.  
In a house.
It has a king bed and windows and a kitchen that is not in the same room we sleep in.  
And the girls are sleeping in their own rooms.
And there's even a backyard.  
It's all kind of wonderful.

Jordan goes back to work tomorrow and we are officially on our last leg of this training.  
4 months left.

I feel like 4 months is long.  So so long.  
But praying it will go quickly.


...


I have so many things floating around my brain and I can't seem 
to figure out how to get them out today.

So that's all I've got.

:)