Then Miss did paintings on paper for my Grandpa, my Dad, and my Father-in-law (Lass lost interest after her canvas was done). At the end as she was finishing up the painting for my Father-in-law, her Papa, she decided it would be funny to stick her face in the still-wet paint.
Category: Grandparents
She Called Them “Little Lambs”
80 people directly descended from her or married to someone who is. She held her family together across many years and miles. She was small, yet mighty. She was so much to so many. She was loved. She will be missed.
Life Lived Well
Family. Love. Joy. She rocks. Happy Birthday Grandma.
Two days ago, another beautiful woman, my husband’s dear Grandmother passed away at the age of 92. So she is on my mind today as well. She was a very special lady who left behind an incredible number of people who love and miss her dearly. She had six sons, 26 grandchildren, and 29 great grandchildren! She was a person you couldn’t help but adore if you met her. She was loving, gentle, and funny. She most definitely lived life well, with grace and dignity and so. much. love.
I cannot think of two better examples of full and successful lives than these two amazing women.
Fashion Shows and Fishing
The girls and their “Baba” (my mother-in-law) had gotten into the dress up basket and they were in heaven. Miss switched between several different outfits, but Lass found the one she liked and didn’t vary from it. They were both princesses ready to go to the ball. We all got dressed up and danced and twirled. They selected my outfit.
Yes, we all got dressed up.
Sis gave her opinions on our outfits and dancing techniques.
She is very chatty these days.
I think it was Tuesday that the girls discovered the dress up clothes, and from that point on, each morning when they woke up the first thing Lass did was ask for “dress up!” and “pincy!” (princess). She spent much of the rest of our time there in that pink leotard. In fact she often had a mini fit when I took it off her to change her diaper of get her dressed. The one thing she was always willing to take it off for though was to go and play outside. We had lots of fun exploring the Farm on the Ranger.
We took a long ride one day and ended up on a dirt road where there were two very old houses that had mostly collapsed. I pointed them out to Miss and she was fascinated by them. She kept talking about the houses that had fallen down and how someone should have taken better care of them and maybe we should go and fix them.
Lass loved to sit by the pond and throw rocks in the water while her sister was fishing.
We had a jammy day one day when it was cold and rainy out. The weather was great for fishing so my husband and two nephews went out on the boat and ended up bringing home dinner. Lots of walleye. The girls were quite intrigued by the process of filleting the fish.
Notice Lass’s outfit.
The girls’ cousin showed him the walleye’s teeth.
My girls always seem to grow and learn so much after a week of travel, either to the farm or visiting my family, or wherever we go. Lass’s vocabulary seems to triple and Miss’s use of subtleties of language improves noticeably. She even learns things like, “I’m going to kick you in the weenie!” from her older boy cousins, which of course prompts a conversation about what a weenie is and why we don’t say that or do that. But that could be another whole post, I suppose.
I love to watch my girls blossom at the farm.
Song Bird
Happily Rolling Along
Miss ran right into her room to get a book to read to “Baby Sissy.”
Lass kept wanting to pull her blankets off to see her better.
And my protective eldest repeatedly put the blankets back on, very gently, so she wouldn’t get cold.
Miss was excited to help with her sister’s first bath at home.
She constantly wants to hold “her baby.” Lass just wants to wear multiple tutus (there are five on her below).
We had a bit of a birthday party over the weekend.
And the girls “helped” their Daddy start getting ready to plant our garden.
Miss spent lots of time telling stories with her Grandma. I think this one was a story about how her baby sister spit up, and how Lass used to spit up when she was a baby, and Miss herself used to spit up when she was a baby…
I was sad that my parents left this morning, but must say I’m pleased with how our first day on our own went. I even got a shower and made it with all three girls to Miss’s gymnastics class. Early. Miss is very into helping and she and Lass play together so well, the adjustment has gone very well so far. I have been told that the shift from two kids to three is easier than the transition from one to two. I’d say I agree with that. A good friend of mine also made a statement that I think is very true. She said, “No matter how many kids you have, when you bring home a new baby it’s going to make things a bit crazy for a while.” Yep. Today, though I made it to gymnastics with clean hair and three adequately dressed and groomed children, I did forget to brush my teeth and put a coat on. Goals for tomorrow, I suppose…
A Boa and a Bike Helmet
This is the longest I have been pregnant without being in labor.
My labor with Miss started on the third day after my due date at about 9 or 10 in the morning. She was born at 5:11 PM that day. My labor with Lass started on the third day after my due date at about 5:30 in the evening. She was born the next afternoon at 1:38.
It’s now 9:40 pm on the third day after my due date. I’m not stressing out about still being pregnant.
But I am getting a bit anxious. Just wondering and waiting.
As I type this, I’m having contractions, but they aren’t very strong and not at all regular. Nothing to get excited about.
I know she has to come soon though, so I’m trying to be as ready as I can. I’m obsessively giving more instructions than necessary to my Mom for taking care of the girls while I’m in the hospital. I’m checking and rechecking the contents of my hospital bag. I’m making lists. I’m doing laundry and taking out recycling. I’m also sleeping in and taking naps, thanks to my parents and my husband.
And of course, I’m waiting. Maybe I ought to be walking on my treadmill instead? I’ll try that tomorrow, if I make it that far.
Waiting Can Be Fun
Here Again
Last night we stayed home and got Jimmy Johns.
I had planned for a babysitter so we could go out this time too, but then plans changed. In a great way. The reinforcements arrived. My parents. My girls are in Grandma Heaven. I am too, for that matter.
So this weekend, we’re just taking it easy.
We’re enjoying some rain, but looking forward to sunny days coming soon.
Very soon, our Baby Sis will arrive. We are all eager to meet her. Happy weekend.
A Getaway
We had a great time visiting with my parents. As usual, the girls were mesmerized by my mom. She’s the Baby/Toddler/Preschooler whisperer, I swear. Lass didn’t even need any warm-up time this visit, which made it even more fun. We made a few trips to the library where my mom works. The first trip was so I could get on the internet for a bit to check out some restaurants and hotels in nearby Nashville (more on this below).
How cute is this little one typing??
The second trip to the library was for story time. The theme for the week was the letter “P,” so my mom read “The Princess and the Dragon,” we did puzzles, ate popsicles and pretzels,
and played with puppets. There was even a Puppet Parade, which really made an impression on Lass, as she continued to grab my mom’s puppets and say, “Mach, mach, mach,” repeating the parade over and over at my parents’ house for the rest of our visit.
The girls had a blast with these ancient laundry baskets. The things Grandma comes up with…
And I captured a few photos of their attempts at making pouty faces.
The weather was beautiful and warm, so we got to play outside. The girls loved picking up rocks, examining moss on the ground and playing in the leaves and dirt. Lass may have even eaten a little bit of dirt. But just a little.
She was very interested in the birds. She kept saying, “Buhdie! Buhdie, ah doo? (Birdie, where are you?)” and looking in vain for some birds to fly by.
Miss found this rock and named it her “Little Cutie.” She insisted we bring it into the house and then that we bring it home.
It has been carried around with other important friends like Oopsie Bear, Toodie, and Twinkers.
Very special indeed.
One of the best things about our trip was that my husband and I actually left the girls overnight with my parents one night and went to Nashville for an overnight date (hence the internet search mentioned above). We got a nice hotel room in Downtown Nashville, went out to dinner, sort of slept in (only until 7:15, but my mom said Lass was up at 6 that morning), lounged around and got an awesome room service breakfast, and then went to visit my brother and his family for a bit, including my brand new nephew who is just 4 weeks old. It was such a relaxing little getaway. I have never left the girls overnight before, except Miss when I was in the hospital having Lass. It was kind of weird, but also kind of awesome. My husband and I both agreed that the next time we are ready to do it again (in another 18 months or so!), we should go for two nights. I agreed, though by the time we were getting ready to go back to my mom and dad’s, I was really anxious to see the girls. I missed them a lot. So we’ll see about two nights. But the one night we got was fantastic (thanks again mom and dad!). And apparently, my girls barely even noticed we were gone. What a great practice run for when I am gone to the hospital to have Sis.
It was, again, as always, a wonderful time with my mom and dad.