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Christmas 2011

January 5, 2012

This post was meant for Friday, but Ken needs to check my blog issues while we’re sitting here together, so that’s why I’m posting this tonight.

Christmas was far too long ago to recap with words, so I’ll just let the pictures do the talking. Mostly.

I love watching kids open presents and then gradually start putting on the clothes that they receive.

Lucy sat on every. single. present. And poor Emma was so patient with her. Heh.

The only thing Emma asked for consistently was a pair of ballerina slippers. I ordered her real ones. From a dance store. And she has worn them daily since then. I also got her a leotard with a tutu, but it’s been to cold for her to wear it.

We also got her a small tv for her room – this was a purely selfish present, because she is an early riser, comes into our room at 6am and turns on our tv. We thought she might watch tv in her room in the mornings and give us an extra hour of sleep. But of course, that didn’t work. At all.

[Mom, can I help take the red “garlic” off of the tree?] And is it just me, or does she look twelve in this picture?

As per tradition, we let the girls open presents here, then we all piled into the van and headed to Georgia to spend the rest of the day with my family. It was a perfect day.

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a look back at 2011

January 5, 2012

in emma,lucy,our life

I don’t really know what to say about 2011. It was a challenging and amazing year. Truly.

January

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Christmas program cuteness

December 22, 2011

in emma,pictures

So Emma had her preschool Christmas program last week, and I’ll go ahead and tell you … I cried. Three times.

I blame it on the fetus.

Anyway, after she hid her face last year [I can't believe I didn't blog about it!!], I was worried that I would have to pull her off the stage again.

My mom and grandmother drove up from Georgia to see her, which was super exciting for all of us! We got there early and got good seats, and then the kids came marching in. I was right on the aisle, so I whispered, “Hey, Emma!” when she walked by, but she looked at me and gave me that, “Not now, Mom! I’m concentrating and walking and singing and being in a program!” look. Point taken.

And then she was on stage. And I got really nervous. That face? With the little smirk and the refusing to look around? I have seen that face. I know that face well. And I knew for sure that this would not end well.

But then the singing started, and you know what happened??

She sang!

She really really sang!

away in a manger, no crib for a bed

the little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head

the stars in the sky

looked down where He lay

the little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay.

And then she played the bells …

I’m telling you guys, I was as proud as I could possibly be for my girl. She was absolutely amazing!

I had to catch myself from running up on stage and hugging her.

SQUEEEEEEZE

So so proud of how much she has grown in a year. Of course, I would have been proud of her, no matter what, but she is really growing up into an amazing little girl.

And then Mema, her great-grandmother, gave her these flowers, which she has smelled and touched and talked about every single day since then.

So if I don’t get online before then, Merry Christmas from our family to yours!! I hope you all have a blessed holiday season.

xxxooo

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quick share

December 20, 2011

in emma,family

Emma is out on Christmas break this week, so I have less time for blogging and more time for playing! In that case, I just have one quick share today with the promise of much more in the next couple of days.

flowers for Emma from her great-grandmother after Emma’s flawless performance in their school Christmas program

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apologizing

December 16, 2011

in emma,honest blogging,life with two,lucy,phone pics

I really try not to blame any crazy mood swings on pregnancy hormones, because, let’s face it – I am an adult. I should be able to stop myself from being a total nutcase. But some days, I just lose it, and I say things to Emma or Ken that I shouldn’t say. And then I have to apologize. Luckily, they are both very forgiving people, and we just keep on loving each other.

But yesterday morning got particularly bad when Emma wiped her runny nose on her shirt, and I got upset and yelled. It was a ridiculously silly thing to get upset over, but the wiping mouth/nose/hands on clothes thing has been an issue lately. I immediately scooped her into my lap and apologized and tickled and giggled, and all was right in the world.

I guess it’s the repeating of things over and over and repeating and over and repeating and over and over that gets to me. I don’t know. I just know that on days like this, we need to get out of the house for a while.

And yes … Lucy climbed to the top of the slide, crawled around inside the super high playground, and then crawled out to the little plastic viewing globe. And then I had a heart attack and died. The end.