Hi blogger readers! I'm sending out my last blog for a while...well for at least a week or so. We're heading to North Carolina to visit with one of my best girlfriends from high school. What's so fun about this trip? My friend Deb and her husband Darryl don't have children...wait til they see what a toddler can do in a week to their nice clean house! Can't wait! She'll be a good girl and try to be respectful of their rugs...or at least as respectful as a 2 year old can.
Abs is talking more and more everyday and just keeps getting taller and taller. The other night we were putting her to bed and she said to us, "Why you two always putting me to bed tucking me in?" We said, "We love you Abssssys!" And she looked at us and said, "I love you two the best of everybody even more than Elmo."
Our joy...our heaven on Earth!
Friday, July 25, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Day At Six Flags
It was a day at Six Flags for Abby and her cousin Simon. Abby also has a new love of her life: chocolate ice cream!
Monday, July 14, 2008
Magical Moments
Hey Mom's we all look for those magical moments...maybe not enough of them in our busy lives...I thought this "Chicken Soup for the Soul" was perfect.!
Enjoy the special moments you don't even know are happening.! Oh by the way Abs went pee pee on the potty 5 times yesterday..Maybe this means something.
That was a MAGICAL MOMENT! The last sentence of this story is wonderful and delicious!
From Best of "Chicken Soup for the Soul"
Magical Moments by: Sherrie Page Najarian
"Maa-maaa!" My two-year-old daughter, Alex, called from her crib. I bounded up the stairs, excited to have the whole day to play with her. I was now, officially, a stay-at-home mom. Lucky enough to have the option, I'd made a tough decision and quit my job as a registered nurse.
"Ready for some fun?" I picked up Alex and gave her a tight squeeze, grateful to finally have the time to conquer all the "mommy-and-me" projects I'd collected from parenting magazines. I could never get to them on weekends, and I was ready to catch up. Alex and I would make animal masks out of paper plates in the morning and homemade Play-Doh in the afternoon. For lunch, I'd use cookie cutters to make edible figurines out of American cheese slices. After her nap, we'd make gift wrap using Alex's handprints. My life could finally be full of the magical moments I imagined filled up the days of stay-at-home mothers everywhere.
While singing nursery rhymes, I poured pancake batter into heart-shaped molds, a breakfast that literally showed my love. As I handed Alex her plate, I took a deep breath of satisfaction; she looked so sweet in her new dress and matching hair bow. The day was ours to enjoy. I turned my back for only a second and was shocked to turn back around to find Alex covered in syrup. I'd imagined pushing my princess through the grocery store in her new outfit, while white-haired ladies nodded approvingly over their shopping carts. The fantasy would have to wait. By the time I changed her clothes, cleaned up the breakfast mess, started the laundry, changed a stinky pull-up, and answered two phone calls, I was already way behind schedule. When would I have time to fit in my list of magical moments? On my way out the door, I noticed a note from my husband telling me to please Express Mail the important papers he'd left on his desk to our accountant. The note went on to say that he needed his shirts from the dry cleaners for tomorrow's business trip, and since I no longer worked and had the whole day, could I make his favorite pot roast for dinner?
I sighed. "Well, Alex. We better get moving."
The line at the post office was out the door with only one clerk on duty. Intrigued by all the packaging materials, Alex kept getting away from me to touch everything. I didn't see the harm until…crash! She knocked over a display of assorted envelopes. I sheepishly cleaned up the mess, thankful a nice man took pity on me and saved my place in line.
From there, we finally headed off to the dry cleaners, but Alex fell asleep in the car. I wanted to run in and leave her napping, but I sensed child abductors lurking everywhere and decided to just go home and let her sleep in peace.
As soon as I turned off the car engine, Alex's eyes shot open and she wailed out a tired cry. As I carried her into the house, I sobbed with her, my high expectations spilling out with my tears. What happened to our perfect day?
When did stay-at-home moms fit in all those quality child-parent activities? I wouldn't even let myself think about my other goals to commit to a regular exercise schedule and start an at-home business. I had really been clueless about this stay-at-home-mom stuff.
Hugging my precious daughter, we rocked and sniffled together. "You're my honey-bear," I whispered, feeling the weight of her sink into me. Her eyes gently shut, and I held her until she fell back asleep in my arms. I stroked the soft hair that curled above her neck and breathed in her smell, a mixture of sweat and maple syrup. Taking a deep breath, I relaxed for the first time that day. I was there with my daughter, forgetting about my to-do list, and it felt good.
Still, it took years for me to realize that such moments were the best and far surpassed the ones I tried to invent with heart-shaped pancakes or processed cheese sculptures. The less I tried to create life's magical moments, the more I was able to notice them when they naturally happened. And they were even more delicious as surprises
Enjoy the special moments you don't even know are happening.! Oh by the way Abs went pee pee on the potty 5 times yesterday..Maybe this means something.
That was a MAGICAL MOMENT! The last sentence of this story is wonderful and delicious!
From Best of "Chicken Soup for the Soul"
Magical Moments by: Sherrie Page Najarian
"Maa-maaa!" My two-year-old daughter, Alex, called from her crib. I bounded up the stairs, excited to have the whole day to play with her. I was now, officially, a stay-at-home mom. Lucky enough to have the option, I'd made a tough decision and quit my job as a registered nurse.
"Ready for some fun?" I picked up Alex and gave her a tight squeeze, grateful to finally have the time to conquer all the "mommy-and-me" projects I'd collected from parenting magazines. I could never get to them on weekends, and I was ready to catch up. Alex and I would make animal masks out of paper plates in the morning and homemade Play-Doh in the afternoon. For lunch, I'd use cookie cutters to make edible figurines out of American cheese slices. After her nap, we'd make gift wrap using Alex's handprints. My life could finally be full of the magical moments I imagined filled up the days of stay-at-home mothers everywhere.
While singing nursery rhymes, I poured pancake batter into heart-shaped molds, a breakfast that literally showed my love. As I handed Alex her plate, I took a deep breath of satisfaction; she looked so sweet in her new dress and matching hair bow. The day was ours to enjoy. I turned my back for only a second and was shocked to turn back around to find Alex covered in syrup. I'd imagined pushing my princess through the grocery store in her new outfit, while white-haired ladies nodded approvingly over their shopping carts. The fantasy would have to wait. By the time I changed her clothes, cleaned up the breakfast mess, started the laundry, changed a stinky pull-up, and answered two phone calls, I was already way behind schedule. When would I have time to fit in my list of magical moments? On my way out the door, I noticed a note from my husband telling me to please Express Mail the important papers he'd left on his desk to our accountant. The note went on to say that he needed his shirts from the dry cleaners for tomorrow's business trip, and since I no longer worked and had the whole day, could I make his favorite pot roast for dinner?
I sighed. "Well, Alex. We better get moving."
The line at the post office was out the door with only one clerk on duty. Intrigued by all the packaging materials, Alex kept getting away from me to touch everything. I didn't see the harm until…crash! She knocked over a display of assorted envelopes. I sheepishly cleaned up the mess, thankful a nice man took pity on me and saved my place in line.
From there, we finally headed off to the dry cleaners, but Alex fell asleep in the car. I wanted to run in and leave her napping, but I sensed child abductors lurking everywhere and decided to just go home and let her sleep in peace.
As soon as I turned off the car engine, Alex's eyes shot open and she wailed out a tired cry. As I carried her into the house, I sobbed with her, my high expectations spilling out with my tears. What happened to our perfect day?
When did stay-at-home moms fit in all those quality child-parent activities? I wouldn't even let myself think about my other goals to commit to a regular exercise schedule and start an at-home business. I had really been clueless about this stay-at-home-mom stuff.
Hugging my precious daughter, we rocked and sniffled together. "You're my honey-bear," I whispered, feeling the weight of her sink into me. Her eyes gently shut, and I held her until she fell back asleep in my arms. I stroked the soft hair that curled above her neck and breathed in her smell, a mixture of sweat and maple syrup. Taking a deep breath, I relaxed for the first time that day. I was there with my daughter, forgetting about my to-do list, and it felt good.
Still, it took years for me to realize that such moments were the best and far surpassed the ones I tried to invent with heart-shaped pancakes or processed cheese sculptures. The less I tried to create life's magical moments, the more I was able to notice them when they naturally happened. And they were even more delicious as surprises
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Abby At The Fireworks
4th of July Fireworks were awesome at Beachwood Beach. Abby kept saying, "More More." They were a winner with her!
Crankiness has entered the world of Abs. And she'll whine until she gets that cookie. But we still have that problem with laughing...we have to turn our faces so she doesn't see us. It could be our fault and she doesn't get a cookie just when she wants one.
Something new she started doing lately too--T (our dog) will be all the way across the room and Abby is on the other side of the room. As we watch both of them, she'll say, "Ouch T hurt me." What? .... T is over there. Funny!
And what is it about 2 year olds singing. The words and the notes are exactly on key. Or is it because I think one day she'll be on American Idol?
Crankiness has entered the world of Abs. And she'll whine until she gets that cookie. But we still have that problem with laughing...we have to turn our faces so she doesn't see us. It could be our fault and she doesn't get a cookie just when she wants one.
Something new she started doing lately too--T (our dog) will be all the way across the room and Abby is on the other side of the room. As we watch both of them, she'll say, "Ouch T hurt me." What? .... T is over there. Funny!
And what is it about 2 year olds singing. The words and the notes are exactly on key. Or is it because I think one day she'll be on American Idol?
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Happy 4th of July!
It's going to be Abby's 1st Fireworks this year. We're actually bringing her to the Beachwood Beach Fireworks. BUT I will bring ear muffs just in case. Maybe you're thinking I'mcrazy, but people have been telling me ear muffs work great!
The other day we went to a friend's birthday party from her school. At "The Little Gym"--what an adorable place for little ones by the way--her little laugh was louder than anybody elses. So much laughter in her belly it just jiggled.
New things in Abs life...Caterpillars are almost an addiction to her, she loves them so much! Also ice cream, painting with big brush (wow), and brushing her teeth. She would brush her teeth every minute of the day if I'd let her. I think she just likes her toddler toothpaste. YUM!
The other day we went to a friend's birthday party from her school. At "The Little Gym"--what an adorable place for little ones by the way--her little laugh was louder than anybody elses. So much laughter in her belly it just jiggled.
New things in Abs life...Caterpillars are almost an addiction to her, she loves them so much! Also ice cream, painting with big brush (wow), and brushing her teeth. She would brush her teeth every minute of the day if I'd let her. I think she just likes her toddler toothpaste. YUM!
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
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