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