Our daughter is my social butterfly. She's quite the talker if you're willing to listen. I can't blame her because it runs in the family. She's just taking after her mother, grandmother and great grandmother. She's a diva when it comes to her clothes and jewelry and can't resist sparkles and jewels. But she is not afraid to get dirty either when it comes to catching frogs and lizards. She's got a soft spot for any animal and wants to bring home any stray she can find
Our son is such a little ham. He stole my heart the day he was born and hasn't given it back. He is easy going, tender hearted and quite the thinker. He loves to try and "help" you, whether it's dusting, doing the laundry or changing batteries in one of the toys. He loves trucks, cars, buses, airplanes, trains, pretty much anything that moves and has an engine. He'll stop whatever he's doing if he sees anyone of them and show me.
Kelly playing on the ProwlerKelly I work every Saturday while my hubby has it off. He is the caregiver for the day. But this Saturday is different. He is doing a favor for my dad and the kids are hanging out with me. It hasn't been bad so far.
What is it this year with all the Christmas decorations? In years past I have never seen so many houses decorated before Thanksgiving. In my neighborhood, alot of people don't get into decorating for anything. But this year the Christmas lights are shining bright! We never decorate before Thanksgiving. I can't see buying a live tree that early. By the time Santa gets here and places his gifts under the tree the needles will be dryed up so badly that I'd be afraid to turn on the twinkle lights. Kelly won't stop asking me everyday "when are we decorating for Christmas, mommy". I can't give her an exact date. She expects me to name a day. Maybe if I can convince the hubby to at least decorate the outside and the lawn it will satisfy my daughter's need for Christmas lights. Hopefully. At least until this weekend I'm sure. We're planning a Christmas shopping trip for Sunday. Once she sees all the decorations in the mall and the stores I'm sure I'm done for. I'll keep my fingers crossed. Hey maybe I'll suggest sitting on Santa's lap. She is still scared of him. Maybe that will get the decorations off her mind. At least until Monday.......
Yesterday I took Evan to the pediatrician for his flu shot. The nurse had me hold him in my lap and cross his arms in front of him. She tells Evan " here we go". I prepare myself in that second for what might be a little bit of tears. Not a peep. He didn't cry or jump at the pinch of the needle. She was amazed. "Wow", she commented on his bravery. I wasn't shocked. On my way to back to work after dropping Evan off at daycare, I told my hubby about the doctor visit and how well Evan did. He said "awesome, gotta love his courage". I had never thought about it being courage. Kelly on the other hand would have had to been restrained with a heavy handed nurse and myself. I figured it wasn't worth taking her to get the shot this time. She had asked me where Evan was going and I told her. She wanted to go with us but I told her if she came that she would get a shot too. She wasn't having anything to do with that. She actually starting crying about it. Worrying that I might make her get the needle. It's funny how two kids from the same parents are VERY different when it comes to personalites. Evan is Mr. Calm, Cool and Collected, whereas Kelly is Miss Drama Queen. The DRAMA. One silly word that is the not the highlight of my day. Kids. That sums it up.
I'm sure you've heard, " If I didn't have bad luck, I wouldn't have any at all". That's me. Last week I was wearing, thankfully not real, a peridot necklace. I unfortunately lost the stone and cannot wear it anymore. I was wearing it in place of a white gold necklace that Jason and the kids got me for Mother's Day, but I messed up the chain. I couldn't find the receipt so I couldn't go back to the jewelry store to check in to the warranty. Well, as if Halloween couldn't be any crazier, I lost a diamond out of my engagement ring. I cannot wear it anymore because one, it looks tacky and two, the posts scratch my pinky finger when they rub against it. Well, a new diamond would cost more than the ring so now I'm going to have to get a new ring. Not an item I was looking to spend money on. Jason was going to replace that ring on our 10 year anniversary, but that's 3 years away. So now, my wedding band is lonely and it's really sad that I don't have my ring. I feel naked.