YAHTZEE!
get it?
5 words that start with 's'?
I know, I know.
You're just doubled over giggling right now at my wittiness!
Alright. Enough with your silliness.
Let's begin:
she dressed herself this day - oh my goodness
Sleeping
Emma used to be a good sleeper. From 6 weeks until 3 months she slept from about 10:45 p.m. until 5 a.m. which was pretty darn do-able. Then, from the time she was 3 months on she began waking up during the night. It started as once - she would take a bottle and go back to sleep. Then it was twice a night - two bottles. And before you know, that young lady was up every 90 minutes. 90 minutes? That's absurd!
Well I decided that enough was enough and that sweet cherub was going to start sleeping again!
About time, too, because I was starting to look mighty terrifying with purple sleep circles under my eyes.
We decided, upon doctor recommendation, that we would let her cry it out but check on her frequently to soothe her but not pick her up. Emma is a snuggler so this was really tough - for her and us.
We started on a Friday and she was up and crying from 11:30 - 3. Saturday night from 11:30 - 12 and 4 - 5 awake and crying. But by Sunday night, she was resting peacefully from 8-8.
Sweet sleep - where hast thou been? I have missed ye, dear friend!
Slipping:
I fell down the stairs (again) on Friday night and may or may not have broken my little toe on my right foot. It looks purple-ish and is swollen and painful. And worst of all, it hurts to wear my tan boots - this is the truly heartbreaking part of this tale - that I can't wear my boots!
Well, prior to my latest injury I never have realized how often my feet get stepped on, particularly by Lexi. She managed to catch my broken toe the other day and I thought I was going to throw up or pass out or both simultaneously. When she asked me what was wrong, I told her my toe might be broken and it hurt. Her response: "Oh - well you should just cut it off. Let's do it! Let's cut off your toes!"
no thanks.
Scaring
During the never-ending K-State game on Saturday (4 overtimes? I've never ever seen a game go into 4 overtimes!) I was trying to feed Emma her baby food. During exciting moments of the game I would get a little too into things and start yelling (in both exasperation and joy). Poor Em - I terrified her so many times that night that I think she is a little afraid of her high chair now.
While Paul and I were shouting to the players through the television (because they can hear us, you know!) Lexi wanted to know who we were yelling at and I told her the Wildcats. I said they needed to win the game.
Lexi responds, ever so calmly and prophetically:
"Just wait. The Wildcats will come."
and they did.
53-50
Go cats!
Secrets
Lexi is pretty into secrets right now.
She just figured out how to whisper and likes to tell us her secrets.
They are always the same.
'I love you' and 'I love you so much'
I hope those secrets never change
Santa
Lulu is enough Dunaway to be a Christmas-fanatic.
FA - NAT - IC.
It's kind of a sickness in my family - we all love Christmas a LOT!
I thought I would win the title of "Biggest Christmas Nut" this year by putting up decorations November 13th (stop judging me) but I talked to my brother and his have been up at least 10 days longer.
We are losers, but we are losers together.
Anyways, Lex loves Christmas and any Christmas lover knows that the mecca of all Christmas related decor is Hobby Lobby. I love this place. I took Lexi with last weekend, much like I imagine other people take their children to places sacred to their faith or family - I take my child to Hobby Lobby to behold the Christmas splendor.
She LOVED it!
a few quotes from out trip to entertain you:
"Oh! It's so beautiful here!"
"This is so lovely!"
"My dream come true!"
and on the way home:
"I miss Santa"
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