Just a few things

(my sister said I needed to start putting titles on my posts, so there you go)

My husband is reading The Hobbit to my four year old daughter at bedtime. I think it is a little too old for her but he was really excited about it so he is going for it. Then today a girl came to the door selling girl scout cookies and Lillian stood there quietly watching her, like she was thinking of something to say to this older girl that she had never met. Then, Lillian announces "I have big, harry feet." Then she turned and ran back into the house. I was laughing so hard I could hardly fill out the form and when I tried to tell Chris what I said I couldn't get it out. Oh, that girl. She kills me.

Isaac, who is 10 months old now, is saying a few words. When he sees Chris he says da or dadada. It is pretty adorable. I am na-na. Or, I should probably say that is what he says when he wants to nurse. He is also waving and clapping and pointing. Also, copying everything his big sister does. If she makes a noise, he makes it right back. Already I can tell I am in a lot of trouble. He loves her more than anything. She just wants to play with all of his toys and not share any of her own. Then, she wants to lay on him and see how mad she can make him before I make her leave him alone. All this before he can even walk.

I am not making any new years resolutions again this year. I think I started this last year. I never keep them, so it is just easier if I don't make any. Then, I can't fail. One less thing to feel guilty about. I can't wait to see what is in store for us this year. It is going to be a good one, filled with lot of big changes. I can't wait to get started!

My poor baby was sick today. Of course it would happen on the crazy warm day we had today. It was supposed to be 73 degrees here today! So no riding bikes or playing at the park. We spent the entire morning in front of the television. This is the first time my daughter in her 4 years of life has been sick with the stomach flu. That is a good thing because I can't handle it very well. Cleaning sick up off of the bathroom floor is enough to make me want to jump ship- and be sick myself. I don't know how she does it, but by this evening you would never know anything was ever wrong except for the pink shirt, purple pants and yellow socks she was wearing. I think for her the worst part of the day was having to miss school. She cried when I told her she would have to stay home.

Today was one of those days that you don't really imagine when you don't have kids. The day when you have planned to run errands while your daughter is happily playing dolly house with her best friend. Errands that MUST be done today. Perhaps stopping by for a coffee on the way home. Or a cranberry limeade. Instead you are at home cleaning up puke from a green child while a baby is on the floor outside of the bathroom screaming because he wants to come in, too. Then spending the rest of the afternoon nursing a baby to sleep just to have him wake up and cling to you the moment you put him in bed. Hey, Isaac- you aren't a newborn anymore! You are 10 months old! Go. To. Sleep!

Then around four o'clock everyone wakes up cheerful and hungry and the horrors of the afternoon forgotten. We went to Wal-Mart with Lillian in her crazy clothes and finished my errands. We even stopped and got a cranberry limeade.

What do you think?

I was a bit suprised by this. I got her a couple of times using different pictures. My husband, though, got Katherine Hepburn. That cracks me up. I can't wait to show him. Thanks to Stephanie over at Adventures in Babywearing for the great idea.

Blank calendar?

I was reading some posts recently about the worst Christmas gift you ever received. I have had to really think back because there aren't a lot of gifts that really stand out to me one way or the other. I really enjoy giving more than receiving and my favorite memories of Christmas are of the time spent with my family playing games and things. I have, however, received some pretty unusual gifts that I think are worth mentioning. My mother-in-law always tries to have a kind of theme or meaning behind her gifts. So what was the meaning when I got some shampoo and conditioner? Not even nice shampoo, the cheapest brand you can buy. Uh, thanks! Also, one year she got me a calendar that you have to fill in. I don't mean the kind you can put your own pictures on- I mean the kind that you have to actually fill the dates in for each month. Isn't that kind of the point of calendars? That you don't have to sit down and fill them out? One year when I was a teenager my great aunt bought my brother and sister candy and I got a toothbrush. What is that about? What are you people trying to tell me?

What was your worst/funniest Christmas present ever?