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December 17, 2007

{ Mischief Maker }

At 21 months Annabelle, is turning out to be a lot of things, most of which are entirely endearing. At this point, one thing our days are most certainly, would be um…anything, and I mean anything but dull.

  • For instance, when you find a half a roll of wadded up toilet paper stuffed in the bottom of her potty chair which remains vacant, except for those few occasions when she sticks "hoppy" her favorite stuffed bunny, on it. That being said, the "potty train" is the new big thing around here right now. And her little potty chair sits ceremoniously. like a royal throne in the smack-dab middle of our living room floor. She is more than happy to run around naked, as she wants to be like her big cousin Jesse who’s just started riding the "potty train." So we sing this silly song. And watch her like a hawk, to make sure we don’t end up with a puddle or worse on the floor. Occasionaly we bribe her with chocolate. Is that awful of us? Because it works. Just the other night, after her third try, she was promptly rewarded. That’s some serious motivation if you ask me.
  • She learned to say pistachio yesterday. Well, sort of. It’s something reminiscent to a cross between pea soup and statue. And if she’d been able to crack the shells open by herself, I fear the entire bag would have been *poof* gone in one sitting.
  • We were in the car yesterday when out of the clear blue, totally uncoaxed she counted to six. Well, she might have skipped four or something but I was floored. I really have no idea where she learned to count like that. Certainly not from me. I am still trying to get her to say A…B….C…D instead of A…B…C…X.
  • So with a stack of Christmas Cards, just waiting to be addressed. My address book went missing. Not good. And I had the most sinking feeling about it in the pit of my stomach, as I have pulled out earrings, toothbrushes and books from the bathroom garbage can. What a relief it was then yesterday, thinking the worst had happened when I found it stashed in the bottom basket of her changing table, under a pile of diapers.
  • maybe the #1 piece of advice I have for people about to be responsible for a 21 month old, would be: Never take your eye off of them. Not even for five seconds. They are fast. Really fast. 21 months will be out the door and down the drive way, lickety split, in under 7 seconds. Or another example would be David and I, laughing about something at the dinner table, absorbed in the humor of the moment, while she sits across the table from us happily chugging away at the bottle of soy sauce. Our reaction to the s.s. incident : wide eyed horror. Hers, " mmmm…salt…num, num! "
  • and of course there are those times all I want to do is sit down and cry, but no matter how rough the day has been.. I can’t help but feel supreme joy. Especially with my hubs coming home to find his home a disaster area, his wife down-trodden and frazzled, in spite of which he says things like: "Why do you think I married you?" Then answering his own question with a " so I could cuddle with you every night."


Her eyes twinkle with mischief. And wonder. And magic. And laughter. And affection. And curiosity. And fun. And all I want is for mine to always twinkle back at her in unconditional love

December 10, 2007

FYI

I have been so lax on updating my blog over here. Truth is I have a blog over at blogger and post almost exclusively over there now. 
 
If you wish, please come and visit me there,   http://the-value-of-cheerfulness.blogspot.com/ but I promise to try harder to remember and continue posting here.
December 7, 2007

Making the most of these December Days…

We had a weekend not unlike a winter fairytale.
Friday night David and I kicked it off in styel with a date that included lots of smooching and hand holding , as we enjoyed the undivided attention we were able to give each other. We even squeezed in a little Christmas shopping and then on our way home, stopped to pick out a Christmas Tree to surprise the sweet girly-kins with. The entire evening left me refreshed, and romanced. And I must have had stars in my eyes that evening because I could feel them. The minute I opened the door, Annabelle Lucy slipped down from Aunt Lynne’s lap, face beaming and seriously raced, squealing across the room, and into my arms. Let me tell you, my heart skipped a beat. Who wouldn’t love to come home to that? To her. And David gets to do it 5 days a week. No wonder it’s his favorite time of the day. 🙂

Saturday morning we woke up to find snow falling outside our window, it felt like a gift, sent especially to us in honor of it very first day of December. So David and Annabelle played in the fluffy falling flakes and stacked fire wood , while I watched out the window and grinned at them, busy at the kitchen table, with my " Project Christmas Money, " going great guns. The snow stopped eventually but the fun didn’t as we brought in the Christmas tree, poured big mugs of egg nog and strung and hung to our, well maybe more like my, hearts content. Annabelle was full of delight over the whole process. "Yites" and "balls" and "snowmens" and most importantly of course,"tandy-tanes." My tree is missing three of it’s Candy Canes this year so far, thanks to Anniebelles and her sweet tooth of a Daddy. Oh well, I suppose maybe I can overlook it, just this once.

I am predicting that the best thing about Christmas this year going to be continuing to watch our little girl discover and delight in life.

September 13, 2007

Precious in the Sight….

 
As of 9/11/07, he is with Jesus.
Thank you each for your words of love and prayers for us.
It’s been a very sweet time.
Not without it’s tears of course.
God is so good! 
August 28, 2007

{ A Happy Little Day }

 

My Mom knows me so well. This vintage red and while polka dot apron that she gave me "just because" last week is the perfect example of that. I told her it may perhaps be my new very most favorite thing. Ever.

But then, my sister, who loves to GIVE,
bless her heart, suprised me with these, as a early, early birthday gift.
Black Mary Jane Crocs.
I told her yesterday, that I love them so much,
I could barely bring myself take them off when I got in bed last night,

And look at this stack of books, chalk full of inspriation and eye-candy…
that I can enjoy for FREE from the library.

So I am floating around here in the sunshine, hand in hand with my little bit of a girl, picking yellow Graham Thomas roses, and black berries in my vintage apron and oh so cute crocs. Getting ready to bake pies. This day feels like something straight out of Martha Stewart Living.
Only Better than that because it is my real life. 

June 21, 2007

Little Unforgettables

Warning: I have a feeling this about to be one heck of a long post, and even though i am not going out of my way to try and make up for lost time, I do apologize in advance.

First of all : What I haven’t blogged about in recent days:
-David graduating from Volunteer Fire Academy
-Our 4th Anniversary
-David’s Birthday
-My Grandpa Bill leaving us for heaven
-Several trips to ID to be with family
and those were just a few of the *big* events
 
  So skipping over all that simply because it’s too overwhelming to try and go back and recount it all. We have had a beautiful and at times difficult last month and a half. Annabelle is now 16 Months and it just hit me the other day that she has become more toddler than baby. I suppose if I wasn’t loving this age so much, I would probably be a little bittersweet to see her sweet baby-ness come to an end, but so far I am not, because the older she gets the more fun we have. I’d like to make it my goal, including the terrible twos, teenage years and all, to keep it that way. Just trying to focus on living each and every day to the fullest. And enjoying and making the most of each stage of life since you only get to be whatever age you are, once right?
  She changes so quickly and is picking up on so much. I’ve just got to jot some of my favorite little things about her right now down that I know I’ll forget if I don’t.
  She’s been walking around almost exculsively in bare feet, and on tippy-toes. Which brings me added delight because of the little nick-name we gave her before she was born, Twinkletoes. And it’s a good thing that it fits her so perfectly now too, since I still call her that.
  She has turned into a little bookworm. "Booh", she calls them And she’ll either sit and read happily to herself, preferring her book to be upside down of course. Or will sit in our laps and listen to story after story, as long as it doesn’t take to long to get from one page to the next. And I am so pleased because up until recently she hasn’t had the time or patience for books. Now she can’t seem get enough of them.
  Mama seems to be her new favorite word… Over and over she says it. And she says it like she is asking a question. "Mama?" And yes, it melts my heart every single time.
  She has taken to what I started to refer to as "MUUAH-ing" things. I’ll hear her sweet voice coming from her car seat or stroller, as she leans forward and puckers up her rosy little lips,
" mama, muah!" Or on coming across the picture of the baby in a book. She’ll lean over to kiss it and out comes this great big "muuah!" Then there’s the stuffed animal she carries around, stopping frequently to "muuah" it. She even wanted to "muuah" a little earthworm that we came across, while digging around in the flowers the other day.
  You may not have heard this before but noses, like the buttons on your telephone, are for beeping. She says " meep " and considers it a fine social grace to go around the room, until everyone’s nose has been properly "meeped."
  Her mommy likes pull her around the yard in her little red radio flyer wagon, watering a little here weeding a little there, or picking flowers and her Daddy likes to give her rides in the wheel-barrow or up high on his shoulders…she loves it, holds on tight and shouts, "wheee!"
  Using her chubby little finger point out even the tiniest little bug ( to which she makes this funny little " gggaah" sound in the back of her throat ), or the smallest speck of an airplane in the sky. Unlike her Mommy, this girl, does not miss a thing, ever. We can be in the middle of something and she’ll notice if a dog barks, 4 houses down.
  It thrills her like nothing else to be chased. I know the game is on when she looks at me over her shoulder at with a rather wild little gleam in her eye and then takes off like the dickens. So I chase her around the yard. I chase her around the house. Always rewarded by a highly contagious string of squeals and giggles.
  It cracks me up how all of a sudden when we are out she’ll pipe up with a "bye-bye" and then waves, deciding it’s time to head for home.
Here is a sampling her latest very funny and growing vocabulary. I’m not sure why and it’s awfully cute, but she says a lot of things twice.
peas-peas for please
dog-dog
pat-pat
num-nums
broom-broom (car)
moo-moo (cow)
neigh-neigh (horse)
duck-duck
Jesus
Bible
kitty (beow)
cheese
thank you (tane-choo)
bubbles
bath
flower
hot-dog
pretty
eye
nose
ear
jammies
yeah
uh-oh
okay (o-tay)
oww ( for owwie)
and bleh which must come from when I say " no, no that’s icky "BLEH!"

 

She has been into eating all sorts of summer fruit and so far has had and likes fresh, which I am so happy for cause we all know how picky they can be:
Watermelon
Strawberries
Cherries
Blueberries
and Raspberries
{ which she tasted for the first time and was literally scarffing down as many as she could fit in her mouth, as fast as she possibly could just last night at dinner }
And I can hardly wait for our blackberries to ripen up… I can just see her out there on tippy-toes, stuffing in berries, then grinning all pleased and purpley-mouthed.

  So Annabelle Mommy just wants you to know you make everyday of our life brighter, extra sweet, super funny, precious and such a joy!

I don’t know how it is possible to love you any more than I do at this exact moment but somehow every day as you grow a little bit bigger you also becomes a little bit dearer to your daddy and I.
June 6, 2007

Ah, so this is where you’ve been hiding?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
 
     
 
    

  Precisely. 
 

   

   
 

 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 

 

 

 


May 21, 2007

Happy to Introduce…

 

A pretty new blog for your pleasure.
 
 
Notes From A Cottage Garden comes to you from the camera and keyboard of
my very own Mother-Dear who has just recently joined the ranks of Blog-land to share the delights of her oh so lovely garden…Everytime I go for a visit I get a color rush…and I promise you will be enchanted and inspired by her beauty and expertise.
You can tell her I sent you and that I said, she is way too wonderful to keep all to myself.
May 4, 2007

Introduction to Inspiration Friday…

It’s a weekly posting that I have come to find many, including myself enjoy. But I have yet to find it here on Spaces.
 
The  basic gist is of it is to create posts with the sole purpose to  inspire
 
 I have been so inspired by the inspirations of friends that I have decided to join in the fun.
I will be posting my Friday Inspirations here.

You are more than welcome ( pretty please)  to do so as well! Many of the Inspiration Friday Posts that I have come across have a home/interior decor feel to them but that if that is not your thing, feel free to branch out into any number of themes you find Inspirational.

For some tuly lovely Inspiration Friday eye candy, check these lovely spots out:  

 
and be inspired.