My day off

It’s weird to be relaxing today. I am in desperate need of a day off, so I declare today is day off day. What I mean by day off day, is only going out this evening, doing laundry, dishes, cleaning up and taking care of Emily. That’s a good day off. Most day we are on the go for the whole day. We barely have time to make anything worth eating and the laundry keeps stacking. I got all gung-ho for flylady earlier this year, but I’m going to have to work at it pretty hard to keep up. Now that my exams are done I’m trying to decide what to do with my summer. No matter what I end up doing, I really want to make it a priority to exercise, make good meals, and spend time being silly with MK and Emily. I was looking at last summer’s beach day pictures, and I’m really hoping we get the chance to spend lots of time at the beach and the park with Emily. I know we will just have to make time.

Emily ended up coming to worship practice with us last night. All our usual babysitters were busy or sick.Normally she isn’t very good at worship practice, and lately she’s been going to bed by 8 or 8:30, so we weren’t expecting her to do that well, but she did great. She fell asleep on the floor behind my drumkit for a while. That’s my girl! then we put on her DVD player and she watched Kronk. She sat on Roxy’s bass amp forever, just feeling the groove. She played in the nursery and whined a bit, but overall she did fantastic. I used to bring her to practice lots when I was on almost every team. She used to play in her playpen or I’d wear her in the backpack while I played bass, but she is just to busy for that anymore. She wants to Go Go Go. Her lip is doing alot better BTW.

Well I think I’m inspired to do some laundry and putter cleanup, so wish me luck. haha.

Revertigo!

I started writing earlier today, but I made a good choice and decided to study instead. I am now finished my hard exams for this semester. I have 2 more exams, but one is a paper and the other is open book, so I should be fine. I’m pretty sure I bombed my English exam, but I’m hopeful about my psych. Ugh, that’s enough school talk for today. I’m studied out.

Emily’s Party was soo fun. It was a little chaotic, but I truly enjoyed it. Coco and Roxy and I stayed up until almost 2am finishing her cake. I had experimented with fondant earlier in the week, so this is what we came up with. The theme was ladybug, so Coco and I put black spots on plates and cups and lanterns and everything. They all turned out nicely. I confuse myself because I never think of myself as being domestic, but I was stinking Martha Stewart last week.

Emily enjoyed her party. She is so funny around other kids because she is the active monkey by herself, but the more kids that come into the room, the more she likes to watch what they are doing. It’s obvious that she isn’t shy. I just think she likes things her way and the is rather organized. She’s becoming rather bossy too. She’s always telling other kids what they should and shouldn’t be doing. On the weekend she even told Morgan “I’m sorry for don’t-ing”. It’s cute. My in-laws came up for the weekend, but I felt like we didn’t even see them because between being sick and Emily’s party craziness we didn’t even get much time to visit.

The gift-less party idea was a good one. We ended up being able to send a good chunk of money to our sponsor child in Uganda and Emily still got spoiled with gifts. Yay for grandparents. I think that’s a tradition that we are going to keep. Emily never even noticed that she didn’t get a whole wack of gifts because she still got some presents and she really doesn’t need that much stuff. We already have no where to put stuff. So thank you to everyone who donated towards Kwikiriza! You make a big difference!

Oh and I’m still upset that Carley Smithson got voted off American Idol last night. She was my choice for American Idol. I thought the only one I would be ok with her losing to was David Cook. He’s pretty flipping awesome. So now I’m sad, but I think she’s still going to do well for herself. She’s too good not to. Wow I’d like to kick myself in the head for being this lame. Here’s to next seasons stuff to watch!! Oh and Leesh…I think we have revertigo!

Meme

I found this on Pluckymama’s blog. I liked that it wasn’t a typical meme, so I think Ill give you the rundown.

i am: slightly crazy

i think: out loud

i know: Jesus Loves me
i want: a bike trailer
i have: to get over this cold
i wish: Emily would stop growing up so fast
i hate: eggs
i miss: Leah too.
i fear: potato salad
i feel: sick
i hear: someones ratbag car outside with their sorry excuse for a flipping stereo.
i smell: green tea
i crave: Marie’s cookies
i search: ‘d for a hotel in chilliwack all day
i wonder: what I’ll be when I grow up
i regret: not really learning French in school
i love: Morgan!
i ache: for social Justice
i care: about our sponsor child - Kwikiriza
i always: lose my keys
i am not: cool
i believe: in Jesus
i dance: like an animated garbage disposal
i sing: to Emily
i cry: in sappy movies
i don’t always: remember to floss
i fight: my weight
i write: for fun
i win: at monopoly
i lose: myself playing the drums
i never: smoked ever
i confuse: myself often
i listen: to Shawn Macdonald too much
i can usually be found: on the computer with a cup of coffee
i am scared: of blue jello
i need: a haircut
i am happy about:Youth conference coming up

oo that was fun

Two Years Old

I really can’t believe I have a two-year-old. It’s making me feel all old and funny. It amazes me how much Em has changed since she was 6 weeks premature 2 years ago. She’s learned to eat, sleep, roll, crawl, walk, talk, count to 10, sing songs, give high fives, hit, giggle, eat with a spoon, scribble, pound it, jump off stuff, walk up stairs, dance, smile, spin, throw a tantrum, throw a spoon, throw anything, and melt her mommy and daddy with a single glance. In the last 2 years all I’ve done is lose a bit of weight and win a reading contest. Makes me feel like an underachiever.

Emily,
You are more than I ever expected you to be, and I expected alot. You make me laugh until I cry and if I’m crying you make me laugh. You make me crazy with your two-year-old antics, but I understand you are two. Your comedic timing is perfect already. The things you say are hilarious. I love to watch you sleep whenever I have to wake you up extra early. I love tickling you and saying “thoup” or “noodle pop” so you’ll laugh. I love that you see Jesus in so many things even though you are young. I’m sure that you see angels. I love the way you pray for people and talk to Jesus. I hate giving you baths because you don’t like washing your hair, but I love that you are getting over that. I love that your daddy puts you to bed and it is just “you and daddy” time. I love that you hate having food on your fingers and make me wash them off every five seconds. I laugh at how manipulative you are to get your own way. I love that you love cheesy broccolizey, greeney beanys and meat. I love that you are easy going and not shy at all. I love that you love going to church. I love the smirk you get on your face when you are doing something bad. That same smirk your daddy gets when he’s about to win at cards or is thinking of something funny. I love that you have thick hair like me, but that you look so much like your daddy. I love that you sleep so well. I really enjoy reading books to you over and over and over. I’m so proud of you being able to go to Sunday school and daycare without a fuss. I miss you when I’m gone, but I love that you are so independent. I love that I was so scared to have a little girl, but I got you and wouldn’t have it any other way. I am so blessed to have you little Emily Grace. My daughter, the princess, the hockey chick, the cuteness. I love you and I’m looking forward to watching you grow and grow.

From 2 days old - 5lbs 13 oz
to 2 years old - 24lbs + attitude

Bonk

Today Emily pulled an Auntie Roxy! For as long as I can remember Roxy has made a point of giving her self fat lips and black eyes just so we’d take her picture. Hmm…Maybe that’s why she hates having her picture taken now. Maybe subconsciously she thinks the camera gives her a black eye…hmm… so Emily has been really enjoying daycare. She comes home ridiculously dirty, but she loves it. Today she had to come home a bit early because we got a call to say she’d bailed and cut her lip. So like any good parents we rushed out to get her and brought her home, and took pictures so she can think she was an abused child later in life. So here’s my little girl with a double fat lip and a swollen nose.

Here’s a pre-bonk Emily enjoying her birthday oatmeal on her actual birthday. We are having a party for her on Saturday, so there’ll be better pics then.