This weekend we have been on the road a lot. Our last day of school was on Friday, so we headed to my grandmother's house on the lake. Our car rides are always very interesting. From the backseat I hear "mommy do you want something to eat?" I of course said, "yes" and stuck my hand out for her to place some pretend food in my hand. She started doing this about a week ago, and it was usually pumpkin seeds or popcorn. So I pretended to eat what she put in my hand, and she said "mommy did you like it? Did it taste good?" I said "Oh yes it was delicious." She then said, "mommy it was boogers!" Ha Ha Ha
Emma had her big debut tonight at the Little Gym. Emma and her daddy took classes together, and tonight was the night where mommy got to come and see her performance. She was so excited for mommy to come. She said, "Mommy you come watch me at manastics?" Who could refuse that invitation. Anyway here is her performance...
I had my 4 month check up today at my ob/gyn. It was just a routine exam, urine test, listen for heartbeat, all the normal stuff. A friend told me that if you eat alot of sugar before the exam the baby will move around alot and they won't be able to find the heartbeat, resulting in an ultrasound. So I loaded up on sugar and headed to the dr. Well either my doctor is a superhero or that trick doesn't work!! So in one last ditch effort, I mentioned having some cramps. Which is the truth, so I thought ultrasound here I come! Actually it was down with the pants I go. Instead of an ultrasound I got a vaginal exam! I told my doctor "Oh we really don't need to do that." And her response was "you complained, so off with your clothes from the waist down." The moral of this story is: don't complain to your doctor and if you do prepare to be violated! Emma thought it was funny.
Tonight is an unusually night in our household, everyone is asleep and it is before 9 pm. Of course not me since I am a bit of a night owl, so I decided to spend some quality time with my computer. I was searching this online store looking for some cute capris for the summer and to my horror I found this. Now before I show you this photo, i want to preface this by saying this is a plus size website, pregnant or not this is where I must shop. Ok some how the style name of these pants didn't make it with the picture. But the name of these capris are "pork chop capris." Really in a plus size store pork chop capris? Why not heifer crops or pork tenderloin bermudas!
Emma started swimming lessons this week. It would have been helpful for me to check the schedule before signing her up (it is 3 days in a row for 3 weeks)! Ugh! But she really loves it, and I love watching her love it! I can't wait to play Marco Polo!
Yeah, so Emma did this in the car. And she is not crying because she is in trouble, she is crying because we told her the incredible hulk doesn't get ice cream!!!! Here the incredible hulk takes a bath. Notice the green water. ugh!!!!!!!
have you ever had one of those moments when you hear a certain song, read a special devotional that you feel like God is talking directly to you? Well it has been happening to me alot lately. A friend suggested this devotional Jesus Calling, so in need of some "calling" i went and bought the book. and what i discovered inside the cover blew me away. it couldn't have been more accurate, if i had written the book myself. one phrase stood out to me and it was "secret things belong to the Lord." "Future things are secret things and when you try to figure this out you are taking what is Mine." wow! so my next encounter leads me to my big question. i was leaving kohls in collierville, and this wisenhimer pulled out in front of me cutting me off! Boy was I going to show him, so i got right up on his bumper! then in front of me was this bumper sticker. all it said was "between hope and faith." again an ahha moment. what does that mean? is this a sign? so i enlisted some friends from work and posed the question to them. one friend even went to some friends on the church side of the building to answer this burning question. their replies stunned me! they said it means absolutely nothing. what? impossible? people don't put stickers on their car for no reason. do you know how hard it is to get a sticker off your car? if you put one on, it means something! so my question is what does the statement between hope and faith mean? I got my answer tonight, and will post it tomorrow, but would love to hear what you think.
So I am not exactly sure what this word means in the "hollywood circles", but I know what it means in our house. Take an average ordinary pair of jeans.... I wear them for a while and this happens..... I tell you my thighs have mystical powers. I am able to set fire to any kind of clothes, not just jeans. Smokey the Bear, you should be very very afraid. I could be proud of this if I had super powers and was walking or running at lightning speed, causing my pants to catch fire, but please most of you know I can barely limp along. I may need to invest in some flame retardant clothing, or be known as fire crotch forever!
Dear Miller, Remember those carefree days of the summer? Well those days are gone my friend. Last night I lost my beloved paci. It all started when my parents asked if I wanted to go to a party store and get some balloons. Well at first that sounded like fun. But when we got home, things turned ugly. Those balloons I bought became a one way taxi to Switzerland, the new home of my paci. I wanted to write you this letter to warn you! Hide your Bobbi somewhere really good. And if your parents try and take you to get "balloons" just say NO! Love Always,Emma Grace
For as long as we have been married (almost 9 years), money has always been a sore subject. I like (love) to spend it, and Tom would sure like to save it. We have done the Dave Ramsey thing, Crown Financial Ministries, blah, blah, blah. We have seen it all. The problem is all of these things are great, but if you are not on the same page it doesn't really matter. I have had the sneaking suspicion that Tom feels second when it comes to money. I know this because he actually said that! So I decided to show him and tell him that he comes first in my life. Yes, my friends, those are really credit cards. Sad, but indeed necessary.
The day finally came...it was time to say goodbye to our beloved paci! We decided(I say "we" meaning Tom and Jen)decided it was time for the Nuk paci to head wherever the wind was going to take them. We headed to our local Party City and purchased 5 balloons. She really wanted a sponge bob balloon, but my husband suggested this balloon may be more appropriate... He didn't want Emma to be scarred and not like sponge bob!! Well we headed out to the driveway to begin the ceremony. Except, one little problem, Emma didn't want to participate. She told us "I don't want paci to fly. She is sick and doesn't want to fly." Needless to say it didn't go well. The following is a photo montage of the event. There are more photos, but they are all kinda sad. I kept thinking, I wonder if Dave Ramsey would approve of me buying these balloons on my debit card, then just letting them go, so wasteful! To bad Dave! She did eventually get a little better.
Ok so lets play a little game. It is called what doesn't belong in the picture. Any guesses..... That's right the 2 year old in the middle. I had to use the night vision mode on my camera to capture these fabulous images. I don't know how this happened. Wait a minute, yes I do, duh WE LET HER IN THE BED ONE TIME! This weekend at my parents house we let her sleep with us, because my grandmother was going to be staying in the guest room. I know, big mistake. She use to refer to the bed as "mommy's Bed" and today she said "I sleep in OUR bed." Poor Tom is lucky if his butt cheek is on the bed. While we are on the subject of things that don't need to be in my bed , this is another one I could stand to go.
Ugg these shoes!!!! Like most parents, I liked these shoes originally because they are easy to get on and clean. You can wear them with socks or without. Every parents dream right? Well this is what happens when my 2 year old runs or even walks in them....
So we go over to my mother in laws for dinner last night. Tom's brother is in town for a visit from Indiana, so we all assembled for some Commissary BBQ. Mmmmm.... Well, apparently I was so into my BBQ sandwich that I failed to notice my chair was sitting on his mom's breathing tube cutting off her air supply! Nice Jen!
Man, I have to say I am exhausted! This potty training thing is for the birds! This is day 3 of Potty Training Boot Camp. Emma decided Monday that she wanted to wear panties like mommy. So all day Monday she did great, no accidents. Tuesday was a preschool day and she did have an accident shortly after I dropped her off. But when we got home we tried panties again, and she did great. So this brings me to today. Today was one of those days when you just want to say forget it, here's a diaper man! I think what is so frustrating is I will put her on the potty and she will not go. Then minutes later, wet pants! She had 2 accidents within 20 minutes at Target. I ended up buying underwear and stretch pants at the store. My life as a mom of a potty training toddler is portable potty in the back of the SUV, Dora panties, training panties, plastic panties, Tinkerbell panties, Ariel panties, extra socks, pull up pants, and overnight pull ups! Ugh
I recently had a religious epiphany. You may be wondering where this miraculous event occurred.... I know, I know, what you are thinking, but I really did have a religious experience. There is this game called the apple picker. There is a wall of apples and a little basket. You try and move the basket back and forth to catch the apples. So I dropped in my token and decided to play. The apples started to drop and I would move my little basket and try to catch these apples. Sometimes I would miss, but the ball would bounce and I would get so fixated on the missed ball, I would miss the other balls dropping. With a pitiful first score, I decided to play again. It wasn't until about the fourth time that I realized that before the apple would drop a light would flash behind the apple. Once I figured that out, the game was easy. I just needed to focus on the red light and I would win every time. Hmmm........Then it hit me like an apple from a tree, my religious moment (insert trumpets sound). I realized my relationship with God was like this apple game. When you focus on the past, missed opportunities, and regrets, you are unable to see all of the blessings that surround you in the present. It all depends on how you look at things. Like this game, if you focus on the light (God) you will always win.
I was at the mall today, and Emma and I stopped by the little play area. It wasn't to crowded so I thought it would be ok to play for awhile. So I sat down, and immediately this woman's conversation caught my ear. She was talking to another lady about how her daughter goes to a preschool 2 days a week and how smart she is. She said "She isn't even 2 yet and they are putting her in a 3 yr old class because she is so smart and she bosses the other children, and can even tell the teachers what to do." Hmm, I am intrigued... It gets better my friends. She proceeds to tell the lady that they have already had her IQ tested!!! What!!! The kid is 1! Really.. So I am thinking we are in the presence of true greatness. So this gifted genius comes up to her mommy and holds her crotch and says "I yucky." Well if that is the vocabulary of a genius then I must say that most of Emma's friends will be joining her in Mensa classes!
Wow! I just finished my first workout on the wii fit! This thing is amazing! The funny thing is unlike me it remembers the last time you were on the board. It remembers your last weight, BMI, and how much time you spent working out. Well, when I got on tonight it said "Hmmm it has been 18 days since we saw you last, and by the way you have gained 2 pounds." (Insert picture of me with a shotgun blowing up the tv). But I wasn't going to let this blatant taunting stop me. I had the eye of the tiger, Rocky's blood flowing threw me, I can do this! So I stepped on the wii board and my first exercise was hula hoop. Well let's just say my hips haven't moved like that in awhile. LOL. But the cool thing was my first attempt I only did 7 rotations, then 14, and finally 120! I played soccer, skiing, and I actually did the fun run. I must say I was so proud of myself for doing that run. It was only 4 minutes, but my heart and knees thought i had done 26.2. Surprisingly it was fun, and in no time I had 21 minutes in my fitness bank. As I type this, I have ice bags on my knees, and I have lubed up with lots of ben-gay. Trust me you don't want to see the pictures!
This weekend we hit the road to Alabama! Emma and I went to visit my parents for the weekend. My dad bought Emma and of course himself a harmonica. They were so funny playing those harmonicas. I thought about getting a washboard and joining the band. After their jam session, Papa and Emma went outside to hang up the bird feeder she made at preschool. We had a great time visiting Nana and Papa!
So I am sitting on the potty and I look up and see this.... Really? I mean couldn't the last person have changed the roll. Then I realized I think the last person was me! So I tried this..... You know the old saying a little goes along way? I didn't find that to be true!
This is just a funny little Emma story. Emma, Katie (the dog), and I were laying in bed watching the Little Mermaid 2. We don't usually allow the dog in the bed, but lately Katie has decided that she doesn't like the floor. So we are watching the movie, and I hear this machine gun sound. I thought either we are under attack or Emma has had some rapid fire gas! So i said, Emma, do you have gas?" And she said, "no Katie did it!" Tom and I are so proud! That is one thing we can mark off our to do list to teach her.