Walking outside on a foggy day, Lauren comments "Mommy, I'm keeping my eyes closed so I don't get foggy in them."
Trying to convince us she doesn't need a nap on the 8-hour drive to Disney, Anna quips, "But, I don't need a nap, I'm already refreshed." Whereas, Lauren responded, "Anna, be quiet, I'm trying to sleep and you're dis-bur-ting me."
Anna overhears us discussing whether or not to have dinner at "Bubba Gump's". She runs to Lauren and says, "Lauren, We're going to eat at.....wait a minute. Mommy, is it Bubble Gum's or Puffa Mumps?"
Lauren drew a picture of Doug. I asked her what a mark on his forehead near his hairline was supposed to be. She replied, "He has hair on his forenoggin."
Waiting in line for the tea cup ride at Disney, the girls had a good view of Matterhorn. They had ridden it a couple of times the day before and knew about the abominable snowman inside the mountain. Doug was being silly and convinced them that there was a snowman on the top of the mountain as well. Once they finished their teacup ride, they ran over to me and said, "Look up, Mommy, you can see the "Obama" snowman".
Later that evening Anna saw Barack Obama on TV and said, "Hey, Mommy, there's O-rock Obama!"
Walking from breakfast to our hotel room, Anna ran up and grabbed my hand. I asked, "How's my sweetheart doing today?" She replied, "Good, I'm glad you're not dead."
At breakfast, Anna told me that I could only drink milk for the rest of the pregnancy. As she put it, "Baby Jacob will be born soon and you'll need milk in your breasts." Apparently, you need milk to make milk. Who knew?
Anna may have been born in Nebraska and be part Cheesehead on her Daddy's side, but she's still half Southern Belle. Yesterday, I heard her singing, "Oh, I wish I were in the land of cotton, old times there are not forgotten. Dance Away! Dance Away! Dance Away, Dixieland." I think I like her version of the lyrics better than the original.
Riding the "Finding Nemo Submarine", Lauren looked at me and said, "Mommy, this is giving me the shivers!"
On our way to Thanksgiving dinner on base yesterday, we passed Anna's old pre-school. She commented on how much she misses Ms. Mikey. I told her we should get Ms. Mikey's address and send her a Christmas card. She lit up at the suggestion and said, "I want to get her a pretty dress in case she goes to a party." It took me a second and then I realized....address vs. a dress.
Never a dull moment with the peanuts around!
...and my beautiful children.
As a family we're thankful for the following (see if you can guess whose is whose):
1. Family and Friends
2. Health and Home
5. Mommy and Daddy
6. Fall leaves and Siblings
7. Weiner Dogs and Flowers
11. Kitties and Puppies
12. Flowers and Art
Some shots of the happy couple...
What ever happened to Thanksgiving?
We’ve been talking to the girls about the pilgrims and the journey of the Mayflower. It’s really an amazing story. I just came across a fantastic article written by a woman named Shirley Dobson. She writes that with only a few resources the pilgrims were linked by an “interdependence” that is uncommon today. An essay was written titled “A Christian Model of Charity” and it called on the colonists to “knit together in this work as one man,….make one another’s condition our own, rejoice together, mourn together, labor and suffer together to keep the unity of the Spirit”.
Uncommon today….I think not. I couldn’t help but think of our military families and how we’re “knit” together in this path that we’ve chosen. I feel so thankful to be surrounded by a great group of friends who have been so supportive during our time in the Air Force. It makes such a difference in your day knowing there are others out there who are willing to make your condition their own...who will rejoice or mourn with you, labor and suffer with you. We may not be the pilgrims but I think we do still model the "unity of the spirit". There’s an old saying that I find to be so true: “Shared joy is double joy and shared sorrow half the sorrow.” This Thanksgiving I want to remember to say a special "thank you" to those military families and friends with whom we've been interdependent. I'm so grateful for you and all that you do.
Anna recently had her "Friendship Feast and Performance" at her school. All four kindergarten classes participated. They worked for weeks learning four songs which they sang the Friday before her Thanksgiving break began. I have video of their actual performance but I've attached a video of Anna and Lauren singing one of the songs instead. Before the school performance, each child had the choice to be a Pilgrim or a Native American. Anna chose Native American for the performance but still got to make a pilgrim hat. She wore it home from school the week before the performance. She looked so cute in it that I made Lauren one.
Anna is under the star above.
1. I’m going to try to manage my time more efficiently. I’m in awe of those women I read about who run home businesses, homeschool their children, write books, make skirts for their daughters before dinner, grow their own gardens and can their own tomato sauce. Doug often comes home to the same folded load of laundry on the couch that was there when he left in the morning. I mean it feels like I’m busy through the day but I just don’t think I’m very productive. I have a list of things that I want to get done and I don’t mean just housework. I have about a bazillion creative projects circulating through my head that I just never get to…..well, I’m going to get there.
2. I’m going to spend more quality time with my children. Sure I’m with them pretty much 24-7 but most of that is just normal day-to-day routine without the quality. I’m going to slow down and listen more and find the time to sit and play. They’re growing up so fast and I don’t want to miss any of who they are at this very minute.
3. I’m going to try to be less frustrated and more pleased with my days. I’ve been reading about an “attitude of gratitude” and I want to acknowledge just how much I have to be thankful for each day.
There’s more but that’s the gist for now. I’m sure that part of this stems from this whole pregnancy “nesting” instinct that I’ve got going on. I mean I feel this intense need to have routines, be organized and knit or quilt something. It doesn’t matter that I’ve never knitted or quilted in my life...I just need to do it. Anyone want to sign up for a knitting class with me?? Hopefully, this feeling and motivation will last longer than the typical two weeks that most New Year’s resolutions live before they die a little death only to be resurrected again the following January. So, here we go….day 1….baby steps. Wish me luck.
I'm thankful for fall and the beautiful colors it brings.
The sun did not shine.
It was too wet to play.
So we sat in the house
All that cold, cold, wet day.
I sat there with Sally.
We sat there, we two.
And I said, "How I wish
We had something to do!"
Too wet to go out
And too cold to play ball.
So we sat in the house
We did nothing at all.
Afterwards we ran home to get the girls changed into their costumes for trick-or-treating. Anna decided she didn't want the kitty cat face painted on while Lauren insisted she needed blood around her eye and down her cheek. We managed to talk her out of it and she stuck with her eye patch and hook....at least until we started trick-or-treating. We had a great meal at Julie and Stephen's house beforehand. It's always so much fun to get to enjoy the evening with good friends. One of the best parts of this Halloween was that we actually had Doug here with us for the festivities. He's normally in the desert at this time of year. In fact, the last time he was able to trick-or-treat with the us the girls looked like this:
You have no idea how tough it is to get all three of these partners-in-crime looking at the camera at the same time.