i am one of those annoying proud parents. i always say how perfect ree is. i stare at her while other people pay attention to other things, and i think "why arent they watching her? dont they know how amazing she is". she really is. lately she has been doing so many new things, and giving me many more new reasons to be proud. and since i love making lists, here is a list of a few of the reasons that i am so proud of her....
1. she has really good manners. she says please and thank you, and she really knows when to say thank you. one downfall to this....her saying please absolutely guarantees that she will get what she asks for. no matter what it is, you cant turn her cuteness down.
2. she eats her fruits and vegetables. she will ask for apples and grapes and oranges. she loves corn and green beans and yogart and noodles. however, shes not crazy, given the choice, she will pick the chocolate over anything.
3. she is a girl who know what she wants, and for now, she wants people. not things or toys or characters she sees on tv. i love the fact that most of her "i wants" end with someone's name that she loves, goozie or poppa, or grandma, or manni or stekki, or yea yea. except in the morning, then she wants coffee.
4. she is very nuturing. she makes sure to share her food and cup with her bunnie, and every day her baby "needs" something new. over the weekend, baby went from needing a bottle to also needing food and medicine. she is sure to be a great big sister, and in the far, far future, a great mommy.
there they are, just a few of the reasons that i am so proud of my sweet, beautiful, intelligent, caring, precious, perfect baby girl.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
A baby for Christmas....
this morning troy asked ree what she wanted for christmas, and without even stopping to think, she answered "baby". my first thought was that i was so glad that this year we really be able to give her a baby for christmas. this may never happen again. you always see kids asking their parents for "a baby" for a present, and good thing for us, we really will be able to give her this. then i started thinking more about how once she gets this present, she will never be an only child again. this started me thinking about all of the perfect moments that have happened to us since ree was born. i am so excited to have two kids, but having just one baby has been pretty great too. these are a few of the greatest parts that i can remember....
1. the day michael jackson died, not for him so much, but for us for about 18 minutes when troy came home from work was a really great time. all 3 of us, in our panties, in the bathroom, dancing like crazy to a mj melody. best part was most probably "pyt".
2. right after ree was born, laying in bed with her and troy, thinking that i could not believe the hospital let us take her home. there wasn't even an adult in our house. we had no idea what we were doing. still dont, really.
3. about five weeks ago, ree's first sentence.....i said "ree, do you stink?" and she answered, "no mamma, its daddy". she is so smart.
4. a few months ago, in walmart, she was absolutely horrible. like really, really bad. thank god we dont spank because i would have lost my religion right there in the check out lane. but that night, when she fell asleep and went back to being her perfect angel of a girl. and i just held her and smelled her and breathed her in.
5. sitting on the couch, a few days after she was born, i remember looking at troy and loving him so much. i was so grateful to him for giving her to me, so grateful to him for helping me bring her to us.
6. the other day, she kissed me. not a kiss that i asked for, like every other kiss she gives, but a kiss that she willing gave to me, on the lips, while she held my face with both of her little hands. it was one of the best kisses i have ever had.
7. a few days ago in the car, she was in her car seat, holding her baby, exactly like you should hold a baby, and patted the baby's bottom so gently, just like you are supposed to. i told her that she was going to be a great mommy. i hope that i can be one too.
1. the day michael jackson died, not for him so much, but for us for about 18 minutes when troy came home from work was a really great time. all 3 of us, in our panties, in the bathroom, dancing like crazy to a mj melody. best part was most probably "pyt".
2. right after ree was born, laying in bed with her and troy, thinking that i could not believe the hospital let us take her home. there wasn't even an adult in our house. we had no idea what we were doing. still dont, really.
3. about five weeks ago, ree's first sentence.....i said "ree, do you stink?" and she answered, "no mamma, its daddy". she is so smart.
4. a few months ago, in walmart, she was absolutely horrible. like really, really bad. thank god we dont spank because i would have lost my religion right there in the check out lane. but that night, when she fell asleep and went back to being her perfect angel of a girl. and i just held her and smelled her and breathed her in.
5. sitting on the couch, a few days after she was born, i remember looking at troy and loving him so much. i was so grateful to him for giving her to me, so grateful to him for helping me bring her to us.
6. the other day, she kissed me. not a kiss that i asked for, like every other kiss she gives, but a kiss that she willing gave to me, on the lips, while she held my face with both of her little hands. it was one of the best kisses i have ever had.
7. a few days ago in the car, she was in her car seat, holding her baby, exactly like you should hold a baby, and patted the baby's bottom so gently, just like you are supposed to. i told her that she was going to be a great mommy. i hope that i can be one too.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
first things first
i really have made this simply for the most selfish of reasons. im pretty sure not many other people will ever read this except for me, well and probably my mom. but really this is just something that i did so that i could have all of those little things that happen to my family written down somewhere so that i can come back later and relive them: a journal of sorts, that is it. i know that i could write in an actual journal, but i have a lifelong fear of my house burning down and losing every worldly possession that is near and dear to me, so this was the next best solution.
i know that this is going to turn into a mommy thing, because that is what most of my life is...a mommy thing. so i must say to start: i am not a very good mom. reece starts off every day of her very young life with coffee in her sippy cup. and i know where every happy hour in town is. and i watch the sex and the city movie nearly every saturday while i clean and ree plays. and every morning that i dont work that i should be sitting and reading with her, i hurry her out of the house, rain or shine, hot or cold, and put her in the nursery while i go to spinning for an hour. and i let her sit on the edge of the countertop, and ride in the big part of the buggy in the grocery store, and eat m&ms for lunch sometimes. but....i love her (and her father) more than anything else in this whole world. and i will love her brother that will be here soon just the same. and any more kids that come along....
so here it starts, our little life written down. hopefully we will read it later and laugh and laugh. if this next image is any indication, we will laugh and laugh....ree's hair is a curly mess and she is wearing a purple tshirt, black leggings with lace on the bottom, pink socks, and my black 4 inch heels. i couldn't be more proud of her love of shoes and clothes. she is absolute perfection.
i know that this is going to turn into a mommy thing, because that is what most of my life is...a mommy thing. so i must say to start: i am not a very good mom. reece starts off every day of her very young life with coffee in her sippy cup. and i know where every happy hour in town is. and i watch the sex and the city movie nearly every saturday while i clean and ree plays. and every morning that i dont work that i should be sitting and reading with her, i hurry her out of the house, rain or shine, hot or cold, and put her in the nursery while i go to spinning for an hour. and i let her sit on the edge of the countertop, and ride in the big part of the buggy in the grocery store, and eat m&ms for lunch sometimes. but....i love her (and her father) more than anything else in this whole world. and i will love her brother that will be here soon just the same. and any more kids that come along....
so here it starts, our little life written down. hopefully we will read it later and laugh and laugh. if this next image is any indication, we will laugh and laugh....ree's hair is a curly mess and she is wearing a purple tshirt, black leggings with lace on the bottom, pink socks, and my black 4 inch heels. i couldn't be more proud of her love of shoes and clothes. she is absolute perfection.
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