That's A Lot

"I want that toy (puppy in my pocket) so bad, it makes my eyes hurt!" -Amelia

The Big 6

You've grown, but you haven't changed.
Six years ago you made your entrance.
You still have that same sparkle in your eye you had that day.

You know how to read now.
And your sense of humor is a bit more developed.
School has shown you how to meet new friends.
And how they can hurt your feelings.

But your soul is the same.
Your thoughtfulness and love.
Your smile and your glow.

Happy birthday to the best six year old in the world! -Love Mom and Dad

Ugh

The girls were both still sick this morning, a week since their coughs started. Abigail woke up in the middle of the night last night complaining of an ear ache. I decided to take them both to the pediatrician this morning.

The diagnosis....double ear infections for both girls and Amelia has asthma. Ugh.

We have company coming this weekend. Here's hoping they will be better by then. I'm breaking out the Lysol right now.

Another One Bites The Dust

I was sooo hoping that Abigail wasn't going to get the same thing Amelia had. She's already had a cough for a week, and now she's got the fever.

Odd that both girls ran the same exact temperature...

Homemade Valentines

This is the second year in a row that we've made these adorable mouseValentines, an idea we got from Aunt Robin.

They are totally cute, easy to make and always a big hit!

Favorite Friday Photo (Sick Edition)

February 12, 2010
Amelia. Home sick with a fever.

Baby, It's Cold Outside

It's sleeting. In Florida. Right now!!!

The pictures aren't great. I grabbed my camera, grabbed Abigail out of bed, ran out and ran back in as quickly as I could. It's cold out! But, you can sorta see the ice on the railing.

Button, Button, Whose Got The Button?

The girls were being especially wild tonight, running around the house playing a game of tag. I suggested they play a quieter game. They asked me what to play and the first thing that popped into my head was a game I used to play with my sisters when I was little called button, button, whose got the button (I'm not sure where this game came from). We'd all sit on the bottom step of the stairs in my parents house. One sister would be "it". They'd hold a button in one of their hands and we'd have to guess which one it was in. If we got it right, we'd move up a stair, working our way to the top step. Whoever made it to the top first was the winner!

The girls mastered the object of the game quickly. Abigail was a bit competitive at first (there may have been some pushing involved). Dad stepped in to "help" while I sat back, took pictures and reminisced about the fun times I had playing this game with my sisters!

A Whole In The Wall

Remember when you were a kid. You wanted a place of your own. A place nobody else could go. It came down to a choice. Treehouse or secret room.

Abigail and I have been discussing the pros and cons of the two for a few weeks now. Treehouses are fun, but they're not very big and everybody has them. Secret rooms are few and far between and she can pick wallpaper and wall colors (as seen in photos). And so I decided to "finish" a small area in the attic as the girls' "secret room." (Note: It is insulated and cooled.)

Behind what appears to be an air intake lies the Secret Room. (Hereafter capitalized.) Bob helped with the electrical so I wouldn't burn down the house in case any of you were worried. It has lights and power, bead board walls, and a huge area for dry erase markers.

Abigail has plans for expansion, but I'm not sure if a fourth story is in the cards. Needless to say, the girls have spent a ton of time putting stuff in and taking stuff out. As their friends come to visit, they get to see the Secret Room. Just remember, No Boys Allowed (except me)!

Cupid Shuffle

Ok..... It was their first school dance..... and they were awestruck..... so was I.

They greeted their friends as we arrived, a few minutes fashionably late. There were ballons, cookies, punch, hearts and pink everywhere, flashing lights lit the room, shapes, and colors. It was organized chaos and the girls loved it.

They were no wallflowers, jumping right into the first order of the night. They were here to dance, and dance they would..... for two hours straight!

Abigail found a partner from her class for the dance competition. He was looking quite dapper in the three piece. Dad approved. I am convinced they would have won the contest hands down if the judges could have seen them below the bigger kids.

Amelia was thoroughly impressed with the decorations and excitement.

It was the most dancing I've seen since Soul Train. Getting up and getting down!

A Wee Bit Like Her Dad

Driving home from school today, I pointed out a plane coming in for a landing (we drive by a small airport everyday). The girls started to have a discussion about it. Amelia told Abigail that it wasn't a plane, but a "helicopter plane". Abigail then told Amelia it wasn't a helicopter plane, going into great detail as to what a helicopter plane is (the Osprey) and then said, "Amelia, you know I'm right, I know everything."

BitterSweet

Amelia has always called Abigail "Aa-igail", leaving out the "b". Just last week, out of nowhere, she started saying it right and hasn't said it wrong once since. It's so sweet that she says it right now, but a little sad because she sounds so grown up. :(