4 star - 2010 review

2010 was 365 days of Saturdays...the favorite day of the week to me. Always fun ~ Always happily tiring ~ Always someone to play with ~ Always chores to be done ~ Always popcorn and a movie after a cheeseburger dinner kinda day. And to me, there were 365 days of them in a row.

We did it a little backwards in 2010. Our love grew all the while my belly grew too, with our little Reese. We married just a smitch before she came.. It all seemed to have its own perfect timing..our timing. In the last year I realized what marriage is..what marriage means. I realized that raising my children to be good, responsible caring people that serve others is my oppurtunity - not my job.

Jax grew up so much..not with just his height, but with his confidence. His schooling exceeded what already was. His example to his little sisters is impressive. And has made both Chris and I pleased as punch with the love and the need to protect them that he has shown.

Gracie Girl has gone from crawling to walking to an uncatchable run --- Her words are coming together...and we can’t be more excited to be able to listen to her thoughts instead of trying to figure them out. She has taken on the role of big sister swimmingly. She doesn’t do anything without Reese. And I swear those two know what each others babbles mean..cause they will smile and laugh at the same time after a stream of unknown sounds come from their mouths.

Reesey is scooting!! She can’t seem to catch up with her big sister fast enough. It feels just like a few weeks ago she barely came to us. She is still the most easy going baby... a perfect addition to our little happy family.

2010 was very good to us. And it only gets us more excited to see what 2011 has in store.

Here’s to our family..and 365 more Saturdays coming our way

This is super cute now Reesey Piecey..

But if you try to pull this crap in 20 years, you're grounded!!!

Good Morning ~

The girls don't skip a beat when they wake up..they grab their toys and its on

Reesey is always the most chipper in the morning..she gets the smiles out of ya in no time

When I look down - pretty much most of the time - this is my view. Beautiful, huh?

Sass is always the welcome committee for Bubba..she has to touch him first.

Despicable Me = G n' R's morning coffee

Our Christmas..

Awesomest would be the one word I would use to describe our Christmas..but they say pictures say a 1,000 words, so I'll let them do all the talkin'...















I know.. it was awesome - the awesomest!!!

Merry Christmas to all.. And to all a good night..

Tonight..

May visions of sugar plums dance in your heads my babies...

Rally Point...

I've been counting down all week for Christmas. We have completed our lists and checked them twice. Presents are wrapped and food is just waiting to be gobbled. We are ALL completely excited for the big day. Tonight though, I realized the count down has changed from a Christmas day count down, to a count down of when my Gracie Girl will come home. This week is her bioMom's part of the Christmas holiday, and ours will start Christmas day at 1 pm. She has been gone 3 days. 3 days!! And I still have 2.5 days to go..

Oy.

Jaxman said at dinner tonight, that he is saving his presents to open for when his little sister comes home, so she won't be alone opening her presents. His heart is the best. Selfishness has never reared its ugly head around this humble young man of mine. I hope his little sisters will soak up his awesomeness..

So we will wait. Wait with all the patience we can rally up for Christmas morning and more importantly - the return of the missing piece of our "yiddle" family...it'll literally be "like Christmas" on Christmas, when our Gracie Girl is back home.

Passing Time...

This lazy Saturday morning all of us stayed in our jammies until noon.. J's still in his now actually. Chris and I laid the girls down for a morning nap and checked on Jax, who has been hibernating in his room all day..

Christo: What are you doing Bubba...?

Bubba: Waiting for Christmas..

Christo: Oh..okay then.

7 more sleeps Bubba and you're there ~

Mine...

I think its hot when Chris has a baby bottle in his back pocket of his jeans.. My heart melts when Bubba snuggles right up to Chris and my handsome husband instantly wraps his loving arms around our son.. I love it when my spicy n' sweet angels giggle until no noise comes from their mouths, because their playful daddy has them cornered for a tickle torture session.

When we were dating..wait a second we didn't date.. When we became instantly connected forever with a baby coming to us, we both knew that everything was going to be alright. We knew our family was meant to be together.. and we were so right.

I am my beloved's.. and my beloved is mine..

Gift of Life

I didn't give you the gift of life..


But in my heart I know.
..

The love I feel is deep and real,


As if it had been so.


For us to have each other


Is like a dream come true!


 No, I didn't give you..
the gift of life,


Life gave me the gift of you

All Good..

Update on Momma's sick girls..




They are perfectly healthy....

Our Sick Day...

Momma’s girls are sick ~ Reese had her 6 month immunizations that are now causing the flu and Gracie..well Gracie, came home sick.

We spent the day cuddling on the couch with Ariel serenading the both of them from “under the sea”..both of my girls fevering, while their eyes were red and runny with “sick tears”.. both achy down to their bones that I tried to massage better... both needing kisses, whispers of “its ok” and both taking shots of Tylenol to soothe them where I couldn’t.

Sass took a killer nap and Reesey Piecey was just killer.. she didn’t want to sit. She needed to be bobbed up and down as I walked our “love shack’s” small square footage over and over. She nustled in my arms and fell asleep in the recliner..where we both stayed for a smitch over an hour while she finally gave in and closed those sad, sick, tired, lil’ eyes of hers.

Although our sick day was a lazy day, we are all exhausted. I look like hell, although I’m as healthy as a horse. I just licked my lips and they were salty.. I’m going to go with tears or snot, neither of which would be mine, but that’s okay cause both are favorites.



Today was good, but I know tomorrow will be better ~

A babies first Christmas is precious..



Almost as precious as the baby... Almost.

Our Night Out ~

We partied at Grandma Grace's Friday night.. It was B.Y.O.B. (Bring Your Own Babies)..we gobbled pizza, buffalo wings (from chicken) and doughnuts, pronounced DUFF-NUTS...

We got silly after that..








When our sugar highs wore off, we gave the babies a night cap, packed our haul and gave kisses..





I'll tell ya what.. For a good time, call Grandma Grace..you'll be glad you did ~

My "sweet-please" ~

Oh Gracie..

Let me tell you about this funny story that you, so sweetly, would not surrender - When you were even "yiddler" than you are now, you would say please so easily. In fact you would say please just to say it..but for some crazy reason you have stopped. I have a few ideas, but I'm not an expert so I can't be FUR SHORE why saying please has come to an abrupt, no non-sense halt.

The other day you wanted a kiss.. a Hershey's chocolate kiss..not your kisses because those are really licks, which I love..anyway you went to the pantry and said, "some.. I want some".. I normally would have just let you have one with no please required, but that night was the night it would all begin to change.

You and I stood at that pantry with the door closed for 10 minutes...you repeatedly saying, "some..I want some" and I in return saying, "say please..Gracie say please?". You never once yelled at me or hit me.. you just kept those eyebrows as close together with all the determination you could muster. YOU were NOT going to say please. You'd rather give up your binky, than say please.

I began to worry that this was going on a little long and I didn't want to stress you, so I scooped you up in my momma arms and whispered, "Sassy say please?" and you whispered back, "some.. I want some." So, we together, walked away from the pantry door, with no Hershey kisses melting in your mouth and began to play puzzles on the floor with Reesey.

I could tell that your mind was still at that pantry door with the Hershey kisses waiting behind it for you.. You stood up and came and sat in my lap. You turned your sweet face up to me with eyebrows almost touching and whispered, "please" in a voice I will never, ever forget. Again I scooped you up in my momma arms.. I began to sing and dance with praises unto you, my little firecracker, cause you did it! You said please and I knew it was so hard for you, but you did it and you not only got ONE Hershey kiss, you got THREE!!

You giggled as you ate them and between Bubba and I picking you up and twirling you around while singing, "Sassy said please, oh Sassy said, please!" You would say, "please!".

Gracie Girl, I love your determination. I know that it will get you so far and have you so successful in your life. But please, Sass, for the love of all that's pure and holy, cut momma some slack, eh?

I love you ~
Momma