Busy Busy!

Whhhew.
I haven't blogged in a while. It has been so busy and my schedule is going to stay that way for the rest of the year. Yay! [not] =)
This weekend we have a Youth Rally that Adam has been working very hard to organize and plan. The weekend after that will be our annual fall frolics with our church complete with boiled peanuts, great food, hayrides, volleyball and a bonfire. The week of Thanksgiving we are venturing back to our hometown to see my family and then Adam's dad.
When we come back we will be meeting a "new" member of the family....and no, nobody is having a baby..[this year]! haha
Lucy, well her name is actually Lizzie, but that is a long story, will be moving in with my mother-in-law "Mimi" right before Thanksgiving. Lucy is 25, I think ,and God has opened up the opportunity for Mimi to take her in to be part of our family. Lucy's mother passed away a year ago leaving her with no family. So she will be joining our family on Nov. 18th. We haven't met her yet but are looking forward to it!
And of course December is ALWAYS a busy month. Youth Christmas party, Associational Christmas party, Ansley's 1st birthday party, and of course CHRISTMAS!
Adam approved me putting the Christmas tree up but not until after the 5th. You may think that's early but we didn't have a tree for the first 2 years of our marriage so I put it up early last year and I enjoyed it so I think I will put it up early again.;)

We attended a fall festival last night and Anna had a blast. Bouncy houses, face paint, candy, games, cake walks, candy, time with her cousins, a big slide, and candy!
What was my favorite part?
I'm glad you asked.
Anna with about 6 other super sugar filled children were piled in the bouncy house. As Anna made her way to the side she shouts through the crowd of parents,who are all in hopes that all this bouncing will drain all the extra candy energy from their child so that bedtime might be reasonable,
 "Daddy! You're a princess!"
 He had forgotten he had placed Anna's crown on his hat earlier.
It was a good laugh.

I've been feeling artsy lately so I have taken several pictures and even made some door decor out of a pizza pan. I felt so accomplished and thrifty.

Time to go Anna is jumping like a bean behind me on the couch and Ansley just pulled out the computer cord and thinks it's a good snack.

Anna and Silas at as she calls it the "fall vegetable"

Anna dancing with her daddy <3

Ansley Morgan...9 months

my baby!

Angry Birds!!!

[to the tune of Hey There Delilah]

Hey there dear Angry Birds
What's it like to be so angry
Flying through the air trying to kill all of those green piggys
It's what you do..You know it's true

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there dear Angry Birds
Why do you make me so angry
Flying through the air not knocking down hardly anything
I need 3 stars, Who do you think you are

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

I needed some way to vent my Angry Bird steam...This is how it happened to come out =)

And since I am on the subject of Angry Birds...We were in Walmart last night.
Adam finds a randomly placed stuffed Angry Bird..and throws it at a toilet paper display..which does not budge..his response.."the red ones are weak" =)))

"The Great Pancake Massacre"

and so October 7, 2011 became the day of "The Great Pancake Massacre".

Before I go on I would like for the record to show that I DID make pancakes yesterday morning with no problems or complications whatsoever.

-"Anna do you want jelly biscuits for b'fast of pancakes again?"
-"Ughhh. Pancakes, yeah!"

Anna received the first pancake. It was a picture of perfection in the pancake realm, but it just went downhill from there. Her pancake was just the right shade of golden loveliness and as fluffy as your favorite pillow.
The others, however, =/..may they rest in peace.

I poured the batter, flipped at what I thought was the right time...NOPE wrong answer. The next 6 pancakes never had a chance. I'm not sure where the cooking took its turn down the wide path to destruction..but it did most certainly turn.
What was meant to be a nice quiet breakfast with my daughters soon turned into me running around to open all the doors and jumping up and down like a maniac waving a dish towel at the screaming smoke detector. [hey I'm not the only one who's been here]

Needless to say Anna is enjoying her pancake perfection while I sit in a hazy room that reeks of DEFEAT..who knew that DEFEAT smells like smoke that I'm sure will still be lingering when Adam gets home.

I'm wondering how many neighbors heard my smoke detector...after all it went off 4 times.
Oh the days as a stay-at-home mom....I love it!

Some days....smh!

Have you ever found yourself surrounded by chaos...and you think to yourself...or maybe talk to yourself [which my husband pointed out this evening] I do a lot of, "what is happening?"

You can sum up the chaotic-ness of my day with this.

I've found dishes in the toy box...and in the fridge or as Anna says the "a-rator"...I found 2 pair of Anna's big girl panties, Curious George, and a hot wheels car that I'm still not sure of where it came from and how it found it's way into my home much less the refrigerator.

Things like this cause me to shake my head. [smh]

Another thing that caused me to drop my head in disbelief today..My husband asked me to compete in....[wait for it].......The Spartan Run.
It is a 5k that has obstacles such as mud pits, barb wire crawls, scaling walls,and running with buckets of rocks.
Let me set something straight here..I don't run and I don't qualify in any way as a "Spartan".
Second of all who in there RIGHT mind would pay to do this...this torture.
I MIGHT jog a . 5k [please note the decimal in front of that 5]. I would say a . 5k is heart healthy =)

Wow! That's a lot of kids...THAT'S THE DUGGARS!!!

Just a little something I left off of my last blog about my mom conference weekend.

There we were.
 Coming back from dinner, ready for Session 2 and kinda flustered from being lost for the 3rd time that day. =)
We took a pit stop for a couple of moms in our group [Kristin and Keisha]
As Melissa P, Melissa E, Sonya and I stood outside waiting for the others we were looking around at the endless and plentiful hallways wondering which way to go. [inside or out ... apparently none of us are great with sense of direction].
Kristy: "Well most people are going that way..That has to be it."
Melissa E: "No, those are kids. Why are they all in red t-shirts?"
Melissa P: "That's the Duggars!"

My husband and I love the Duggars...well I like the Duggars...He LOVES the Duggars.
This was a very exciting moment.
I ran into the bathroom, completely ignoring all the women staring at me as if I am crazy [which I AM NOT]
I then shout.."Kristin! Keisha!...The Duggar's are HERE... they just walked by us."
In a split second leaving no time for wiping or washing hands Kristin dashes out of the restroom shouting.."I'LL JUST USE HAND SANITIZER."
Like I said I like the Duggars but Kristin [ like my husband ] LOVES the Duggar's!
She then loops her arm through Melissa P's and they are off. In kind of a stalker run .. hunched over and giddy.

This is the day that I met the Duggar's.
 I spoke with some of the girls, talked to the grand baby, and had my picture made.
I called Adam, who was green with envy...I could sense it through the phone. =)

And thus ends my star struck days. GOOD TIMES ... GOOD TIMES

Be The Sunshine!

Just a side note before I rant for a few paragraphs..I'm thinking of renaming my blog...FLOG [family+blog=FLOG].

Phewww.
 What a weekend. It was what you might call a "bipolar weekend".
Friday morning I left behind my family for the first time. On our way for Adam to drop me off my eyes were teary and my heart was confused. I was looking forward to a wonderful weekend of refreshment and worship for my King, but I was already missing my family that I was still in the car with.
I had thoughts like...

• HOW WILL THEY MAKE IT WITHOUT ME!?
• Will they miss me as much as I will miss them?
• Will their diapers be changed?
• Will they starve?

They all stayed the weekend with Mimi, so Adam did have some help, BUT so much could still go wrong. [I'm not so great at the leaving thing].

The conference was wonderful. I learned so much. We were taught

• Be The Sunshine!
• Just pick up the socks!
• Our highest calling is not motherhood..it is glorifying Christ through motherhood.
• Don't let the busyness get you ... realize what is ACTUALLY important and what is God-centered amongst the busyness.
• Some things HAVE to be left undone for the GREATER thing to be done.
• Teaching our children about Christ isn't as effective as showing them how to live for Christ.
• Oh yes and always wear PRETTY underwear!

Worship was wonderful The speakers were great. We stayed up wayyy past bedtime .We laughed .. we cried .. and then we laughed.. and then we cried.
One mom made the statement it was as if she had watched a Chick Flick all weekend. =)
We were lost SEVERAL times...most of the time.... driving and walking. [good times]

We were on the homestretch and we were all ready to see our families. On the drive home I recieved a phone call that went something like this.
Adam: "Hey babe. Having a good time?"
Me: "Yes. We just ate dinner and are about to be back on the road."
Adam" "Ok. Good. Well I'm on my way to Walmart to get PEDIALYTE."

Yes .. we all know what pedialyte means. Ansley my 9 month old had a stomach virus. It started around 6 that evening and by 1:00 AM I was waking up my 2 year old and loading up in the van for a trip to the ER.

Ansley could keep nothing down and was throwing up some blood. So in my head it was something like this for that whole car ride AHHHHHHHH.
We knew NOONE with this virus so I wasn't sure thats what it was.

They took samples of puke..samples of blood.. and samples of pee.
I tried to hold back the tears as they put in the IV and then carted us away for x-rays.
By this time I had convinced myself ..THIS IS NO VIRUS .. SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH MY BABY GIRL.
So as I held her in my arms on the hospital bed trying to keep her from pulling out her IV [ I was warned by the pleasant nurse that it would be my fault if she did] I prayed. I prayed for my baby and for God to hold us in his arms.

We left the ER at 6 that morning and now Monday afternoon Ansley is finally back to her smiley self. It WAS just a virus but it KICKED HER BUTT.

So as my "bipolar weekend" has come to an end, it is back to life as a stay at home mom. I plan on being an intentinoal mom..a mom with a purpose to shine light on my family and show my girls who God is..why we are here and how to glorify Christ in everything. I'm positive I will fall short of this but I know that God makes great of everything that is His.


....another side note....as I am blogging Anna is now singing "Go to sleep little baby" in SCREAMO. Should I be worried? =)

www.hereigo.MOM

Tomorrow morning [early morning] I am leaving for a mom's conference in Birmingham. dotMOM.
Super excited but kind of sad. I will have to leave my hubby and my babies...that NEVER happens.
We have to pick 4 breakout sessions from a list of like252 [this is an exaggeration] so I have decided to go with

• And God said It is Not Good.
• Modern Parents, Vintage Values
• One Hot Momma
• Living Beyond Chaos. Moms can't live on caffeine alone.

I have high expectations for this weekend and I refuse to be let down. =)
I am hoping to learn some vintage values, some insight on the blessings that are children, and perhaps how to lose some of this baby weight [haha].
I am also in an internal struggle with homeschool vs. public school. I am praying that God might use this event to reveal what He will have us do.

I am going with a group of 6 other moms in my sis-in-law's mini van. This should get interesting being as none of us will have our children. It could get wild, we might even be spontaneous [yes, spontaneuous is WILD for me]...staying up past Midnight is also WILD. =)

KRiSTY

Naps are MANDATORY!

My children are blessings and are truly wonderful. They make me smile.
But last night Anna was not my child. I will not claim her as from me. I'm only kidding I love her despite her daddy's traits. I'm kidding again.

My girls take a nap around lunchtime each day and almost always take a nap later in the afternoon. NAPS ARE MANDATORY!

Anna missed nap #2 yesterday. The list below are results of "No Nap Anna".

• Anna and Ansley had disappeared from my sight for longer than is ever good. I happened upon them in the kitchen floor where Anna had found a jar of bananas that Ansley HAD to finish eating. Yes, thats right Anna felt Ansley was malnurished and fed her and a large part of the kitchen floor Gerber's finest bananas.
• Following the banana fiasco came bathtime. Bathtime is always the same.
• Both go in the water.
• They play.
• I bathe Ansley.
• I dry Ansley off.
• I dress Ansley.
• I bathe Anna.
• I dry Anna off.
• I dress Anna.

          Anna usually just plays with her bath toys and babydoll while Ansley is putting on her "jamas".
          However "No Nap Anna" takes the cup I use to rinse her hair and flooded the entire bathroom.
          Four towels later I was able to wade in to finish batheing Anna.

• Both girls were clean and bedtime was getting closer. Both girls disappeared once more. Again I found the two of them in the kitchen floor this time with a bowl of butter and a spoon. No need to expound on that one. =/
• Bed time had come and gone and to Anna our furniture had suddenly become a playground.The running and jumping and jumping and running.

There must be a limit to how many timeouts one child can have a day. =)

Today is a new day and fingers are crossed for BOTH naps.
I love my girls.
The terrible 2's are about half way over. The 3's aren't so bad.....right?

Mrs. Independent =)

Alright, this is going to sound funny and probably lead you to judge me. Please be kind.
Today I did something I've never done before. Other people do it ALL the time, but I have never so it's kind of a big deal.


Usually...well ALWAYS when we go grocery shopping I'm never alone. Yes, that's right, you read it! Since I have had Ansley, Adam has always went grocery shopping with us.
I have never ventured out alone with BOTH of my girls ANYWHERE. No exaggeration! Other than a ride in the stroller to meet Adam for lunch [walking distance].


We have a very busy weekend and NO groceries in the house. Adam has class and as soon as he gets out this afternoon the busyness starts. So I had two options

1. Starve
2. Grow Up

Before Adam left for school, it was decided. I had to step out of my comfort zone and take both girls to Walmart. I had several reservations. So many things could go wrong and make our shopping trip turn for the worst.

1. THE TANTRUM: many things can set off a tantrum but the result is always the same, the child screaming and throwing themself onto the floor or backward into the buggy and kicking don't forget the kicking. Which leads to everyone in the store looking at you as if you have deprived the child of love, shelter, and nurishment.
2. THE "I WANT" SYNDROME: Walmart has everything. This world is all about consumerism which leads children to see, want, and expect things that they desire. example : "MOMMMMMYYYYY, THE PHONE, THE CAR, THE DOLL, MOMMMMMYYYY PLEASE!" If the item of desire is not immediatly put into the buggy see #1.
3. INDEPENDENCE: Independence is something toddlers long for. They are in the stage of "I do it!" "I can!" "Let me!" There are several opportunities for independence in the grocery store.
1. "I can walk, not sit in the buggy." [translates I will walk and then run away]
2. "Let me push the buggy." [translates I will knock over a display of cheeze whiz into an old lady]
3. "I will get that for you!" [translates I will try to put the entire store in the buggy when you turn your head] 

             Refusal of independence leads to #1.

As I began to get myself and the girls ready, all of these situations ran through my head. I had almost conviced myself that I was NEVER going anywhere alone EVER, but I had to press forward.

We went, we shopped, we loaded and unloaded avoiding all tantrums and are now safe at home =) PHEWWW.

I DID IT. Just call me Mrs. Independent. Who needs a hubby to help. I got this..... I think, Well Maybe he can still help some..... Who am I kidding I still need ALL THE HELP I CAN GET!

KRiSTY
     

I Love You Monster!

One thing about being a stay-at-home mommy is you are never lonely and always feel loved.

Just an update on the girls: Anna is doing very well in big girl panties during the day. I've had to clean up just a couple of puddles [luckily we don't have carpet], and Ansley is trending after Speed Racer in the crawling. She is also pulling up on everything. I feel walking isn't too far off.

Anna managed to melt my heart just a little bit ago. I was sitting on the couch watching, you'll never guess, BUBBLE GUPPIES. She crawled into my lap, kissed me on the cheek and said "I love you Momma." I replied "I love you more." Her reply, "I LOVE YOU MONSTER!"
Now I can take this to mean one of several things

• with her being a fan of Monsters Inc. she realizes that monsters are big and this is her way of saying that she loves me BIG =)
• or she could be saying that I AM a big hairy monster
• or that she fears me so that she is scared into loving me

I will choose to go with the first option since she was joyful in her statement.

The "green" Spit-up!

One week ago today Ansley started to slowly crawl toward an object of desire [a toy, Anna, Mommy, or Daddy].
Now one week later she has developed speed and a sense of direction, not to mention curiosity.
[insert sigh of exhaustion here]

When Anna first started to crawl, the house was baby proofed and about as safe as it could have been. It was the new mommy/child safety syndrome. I was not going to have Anna into anything that could possibly cause any type of injury/pain/scratch/discomfort/pinch ... you get the picture. I've now realized that even though I didn't intentionally un-baby proof the house, it is no longer safe for a crawling baby. Of course 2 years and lots of "boo-boos" later I also realize that bumps/bruises/scratches/falls/bites...,you get the picture, HAPPEN. So if you are a new mom let me give you a tip because I have been there..GET OVER IT. Children are very resilient.

So my new task at hand is to put myself in Ansley's position and see what I need to move or remove to keep her safe.
This morning as I was cleaning up the b'fast mess Ansley was exploring the house and I had to bring her back from the bathroom and Adam's office. I then found her chewing on my belt buckle, and soon after was following a trail of "green" spit-up. Which I can only hope was from a lost apple jack. [fingers crossed] =)

All of my initial concerns of not being able to keep the house in order have come to fruition. As soon as the toys are cleaned up they are pulled back out before I can re-enter the room. So if you ever come by to visit please overlook the never ending trail of toys. I promise underneath the colossal mount of playthings the house is clean. =)

Adam's birthday is quickly approaching and for a gift I got him tickets to an Auburn game and some new Auburn apparel. So this Saturday we will be baking in the 99 degree sun at Jordan-Hare Stadium. Adam is ecstatic and I too am looking forward to that Auburn Tiger atmosphere. So I will leave you with this.
WAR EAGLE!

-KRiSTY

BIg Girl Panties!

Just finished recovering from a very busy weekend. We took our youth group to EnFuego[ an ALL DAY OUTDOOR concert]. Oh yea, it was 112 degrees outside. Good times! =)

I slept most of yesterday away despite the fact that the girls were all over the place.
Today I am feeling pretty much up to par and we are doing a new potty experiment.

Since the beginning of this year Anna has been using the "potty" off and on. We were making real progress until summer hit. We were going non-stop this summer between youth camp, VBS, and mission trip. Needless to say when you are on the go with a 2 year old using the potty is put to the  way side.

Now that we are back to normal and on somewhat of a schedule we have picked back up on the potty training. It is kinda frustrating that Anna knows when she has to pee and poopie but still just goes in the diaper.

Let me introduce you to our new potty experiment. We made a late trip to Walmart yesterday and I bought Anna some new "big girl panties". They are just the right size for the tiny hiney, and Dora of course!
She is very excited about her Dora panties and is making instant progress. We have successfully kept Dora dry and clean all morning =).
I'm sure I will have updates on this method soon.

"Do the .... Potty Dance!"

-KRiSTY

EXTRA, EXTRA....READ ALL ABOUT IT!

Today is the day.
The day that will soon lead to the rest of my sanity slipping from my grips.
Daughter #2 is now MOBILE!
Watch out Anna, Ansley is on your heels.

About 10 minutes ago I was ecstatic at the new feat my "baby girl" had accomplished. I was so excited for her. However, by the time I clicked the "new post" tab, reality had hit me. I FEEL OLD and kinda helpless. How will I ever keep the house even straightened up with 2...count them ... 1....2 very active girls on the loose.

While I recollect myself, let me run through the events leading up to "THE MOMENT" this morning.

I had just finished sweeping and vacuuming and sat Ansley back in the floor [her favorite place] to play. She has been so close to crawling these past 2 weeks that I decided to try to lure her to me across the living room floor. As I tempted her with my cell phone, she ever so slowly assumed the crawling position and THERE IT WAS. She was so proud of herself. She giggled the whole way to the phone.

So you may be wondering about Anna and her response to this. It was interesting to say at the least. Kind of like when she first saw Ansley in the hospital room after delivery.
*FLASHBACK*
As I lay in the hospital bed, still feeling pretty good from the meds and epidural, Adam and I were admiring our newest family addition. We couldn't decide exactly who she looked most like. I do believe my exact answer was "Well, she looks familiar!" =) Not too much time passed before my mom-in-law[Mimi] came in with Anna on her hip.
We had been talking with Anna about the new baby for several months before delivery and she would also talk about her baby sister. But this moment proved that she didn't completely comprehend the "baby situation". She looked intently at the small bundle in my arms and never said a word. We told her this was Ansley Morgan, her little sister. Mimi asked if she would like to kiss her. Anna, without skipping a beat said yes, but when Mimi leaned down to let her she QUICKLY pulled back as if to say "WHAT ARE YOU DOING AND WHAT IS THAT?"
Now I have mentioned in previous posts how much Anna loves her sister. This love started the day that we came home from the hospital. All the kisses and hugs flowed once we were home.
*End Flashback*
As Ansley began to crawl it was as if Anna was appauled. So what did she do you ask?
 She also crawled!
 She is now ,20 minutes later, very excited about the mobility of her sister. She is letting Ansley chase her ,pretending that she can actually crawl fast enough to catch her. It's cute =).

-KRiSTY

Just Turn The Channel, Geez!

So it's naptime at our house, and even though both of the girls are sound alseep I still find myself watching the remains of an episode of Bubble Guppies that I have seen 267 times. This happens more often than I like to admit. I find myself drawn into Toy Story for the second time THAT DAY and still have to see how Buzz and Woody make it back to Andy. Am I still that much of a kid or am I just adapting to the fact that the TV is never mine. During the day the lineup consist of either
Bubble Guppies
Dora
Toy Story
Beauty and the Beast
and just a few more of Anna's favorites.
And when husband dearest comes home the lineup is
Sports
News
Sports
and Sports.
I think out of sympathy he sometimes throws in an episode of Everybody Loves Raymond in the evening for me. Come to think of it, if you were to ask what I like to watch I couldn't name anything more than Everybody Loves Raymond and American Idol.[which is seasonal] =)

I do have to admit that those little mer-kids on Bubble Guppies are the cutest little cartoons I think I've ever seen. I am also pretty sure I sing some of those songs in the shower.

Last night we had spagetti. So as soon as the noodles had come to a boil and Anna heard spagetti, she knew the drill. "Shirt off momma!" she exclaimed as the striped down to the diaper to get in her high chair. I fixed the plates we asked the blessing and dug in. About halfway through dinner Anna was quick to get my attention. Apparently she had not paid all that much attention when her dad had prayed before we ate. She then commands me, "Momma close your eyes, Pray!".She's so silly. 


Oh I forgot to mention Anna's new independent dressing. Matching is the least of my concern when she comes out in an upsidedown skirt or both legs in one leg hole of her shorts. She actually made it down the hallway the other day with a pajama gown, some polka dot shorts, and some of my shorts on. It was interesting, and it made me smile.

Now that you know enough about me to call me a loon I guess I will get back to cleaning the house before the munchkins wake up and are once again on the move!

-KRiSTY

Give me Christ or else, I die.

Really felt I needed to share these lyrics before bed.
HERE IS THE VIDEO
http://youtu.be/jUWYy9HwU6g


There is a fountain filled with blood
drawn from Emmanuel's veins;
and sinners plunged beneath that flood
lose all their guilty stains.
Lose all their guilty stains,
lose all their guilty stains;
and sinners plunged beneath that flood
lose all their guilty stains.

The dying thief rejoiced to see
that fountain in his day;
and there may I, though vile as he,
wash all my sins away.
Wash all my sins away,
wash all my sins away;
and there may I, though vile as he,
wash all my sins away.

Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
shall never lose its power
till all the ransomed church of God
be saved, to sin no more.
Be saved, to sin no more,
be saved, to sin no more;
till all the ransomed church of God
be saved, to sin no more.

E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream
thy flowing wounds supply,
redeeming love has been my theme,
and shall be till I die.
And shall be till I die,
and shall be till I die;
redeeming love has been my theme,
and shall be till I die.
when this poor lisping, stammering tongue
lies silent in the grave
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing thy power to save,
I'll sing thy power to save,
I'll sing thy power to save,
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing thy power to save.

Getting Started.

Hello.
Welcome to my first blog ever.
I am starting to blog for my future "old self" to remember the little things. I already need reminders for things in the present so I figure this will help and if it doesn't jog my memory then maybe it will keep the family updated and give my girls a laugh as they look back at the craziness of our lives.

Anna is 2 and becoming very independent. She has the whole "I DO IT, MOMMY" menatality.Which ranges from brushing her own teeth to picking up her sister to dance =/. She is moving from sippy cups to regular cups and Mommy and Daddy's bed to her own bed [excuse me while I laugh at the progress of this one].

Ansley is 8 months today and I am still puzzled where the last 7 months went. It was just last week that we were admiring that first laugh of hers, RIGHT? I guess not. Now she is crawling [in her own little wiggly way] all over the place, finding herself caught under the couch several times. =) Her smile is very contagious. It stretches all across her face and deep into her eyes.

I love these 2 girls. They keep me on my toes and laughing almost constantly. Anna loves her little sister very much. I have to say, before Ansley was born I was more worried than I let on, about how Anna would react. I could picture Anna turning "green" with envy and tossing her sister out the back door or worse in the potty. However, loving that little blue eyed baby was just as natural for her as it was for Adam and myself.

Just a couple things before I go. A week or so ago something happened that my mom-in-law told me to write down so I wouldn't forget it. This is what brought about my blogging. Anna has vacuum anxiety. If toys are in the way or she has some shoes just lying around while I am vacuuming she rushes to get them before I can "suck them up". She doesn't exactly get the complete vacuum theory yet. It was a usual morning. Ansley was playing in the floor and Anna was running all over the house playing with her newest fav. toy [a classic Winnie the Pooh, that she refuses to name anything but Teddy Bear]. I picked up Ansley put her in the jumperoo and cleaned up the toys from the livingroom floor and began to vacuum. Anna runs back into the room and begins to weep and shout something over and over again. I turned the vacuum off and asked her what was wrong. She sobbed "Ansley right there" as she pointed to where Ansley had been sitting when she was last in the room. She thought I had sucked Ansley right up in the vacuum. I took her to where her little sister was safe and sound in the jumperoo and she instantly began to calm down. As pitiful as she was I had to laugh. It really showed me how much she does love her sister.

Ok. Enough for now. I needed to get that story down for future reference and perhaps blackmail =).

-KRiSTY