Kitty Lovin

Kiki, our cat, absolutely loves Georgia. Not so much Maggie though. As soon as Georgia gets home from school, the cat seeks her out. She knows she's guaranteed lots of good rubbing.

About 3 years ago, Georgia was allergy tested. We found out she is allergic to cats, and her allergist told me we had to gid rid of Kiki. Well, that was a big no-can-do! Georgia would rather sneeze all day than not have her kitty. So Kiki lives the good life in Georgia's hands. She hisses and slaps at Maggie, which is kind-of funny.

Get Your Head In The Game

Brad and I took the girls to see High School Musical: The Ice Tour this Saturday. They were excited to do anything HSM related, and had been looking forward to this day since March, when Brad bought the tickets.

We pack up enough food and beverage to last through 3 shows and we're off. We had great seats right on the ice. I must say, ice shows are a little odd. The voice-overs and skating interpretation get curious at times, but the girls didn't notice.

They did notice the merchandise booths every 10 feet. I was SHOCKED when Brad agreed to get them each $20+ items. I get cheap when it comes to this stuff and was trying to talk them into $10 items (the least expensive there). What's Brad smirking about here?!?

Hopefully we've had our fill of Troy, Gabriella, Sharpay and Ryan for now. At least unitl HSM 3 arrives.

Day 1

I had my first day of school yesterday. It's ridiculous the amount of time I have put in preparing lesson plans for a 3-year old class. Like they care about having the perfect mix of free play, science, art and music. They're all about the free play and eating. It has made me feel a bit guilty about the lack of planning I actually do for my own children. I take them to the park, zoo, plays, puppet shows and storytimes, but I don't sweat over making sure they make 3-d art at least twice a month.

Between this class and my Brownie troop, I have come across a lot of fun science experiments for children. Simple things, like mixing common household ingredients to create homogeneous or heterogeneous mixtures. Remember that stuff when you were little? It was like magic.

Back to first day of school - it was crazy! These kids are a great group, but nine 3-year olds together know how to tear up a room. I'm going to have to let some things go I now realize.



Bruise update - it's a nice shade of yellow. Progress is being made.

Looks like Africa

It has now become the biggest bruise I've ever seen. Check this out:

And She's Down

Today I was setting up my preschool room and got this great idea for hanging something above the door. I pull over those itty bitty kiddy (not kitty) chairs to stand on - mistake #1. I put the chair on the non skid-proof mat in front of the door (mistake #2), and get to work.

I reach to tape something up and BAM- I'm on the floor. The itty bitty chair had slipped on the non no-slip rug and I'm down. Luckily, Maggie's playtime was not interrupted by my fall; no need to see if Mommy's O.K.

I am left with the funkiest bruise ever on the side/back of my thigh. Brad felt I must blog about it. He insisted on a picture with a pen to show scale. So here it is, my current ailment. I'm sitting on a bag of ice, not directly touching my skin of course, as I type. Too bad you can't see the swelling for full effect.

Happy Birthday Diane!

This post is a little late, her birthday was August 20th. I've been a bit busy being busy, but wanted to wish Brad's Mom a Happy Birthday for all to see.

She was gun-shy about having her picture made, so this is all I could come up with on her birthday. Further down is a better picture.



I wanted to say what a wonderful mother-in-law she is. I hit the In-law Powerball with her and Wayne. Diane is such a loving force in our lives, and for that I am truly grateful. She has really come through for us on so many occasions I cannot count. She and Wayne have come over at the wee hours of the morning when I was ill and hospitalized and when I went into labor with Maggie. There are no words to describe what it means to have people you can truly depend on, especially when your own children are involved. I have no worries (even though I may call like a maniac) when my girls are in her care. I grew up 2 doors down from my grandparents and wanted so badly for my girls to have the same kind of relationship with their grandparents as I did with mine. It warms my heart to see it become a reality. Every night Georgia and Maggie say their prayers and thank God for Granny Di and Poppy, and so do I.

When I think of Diane, so many wonderful things come to mind, but one particular memory pops in my head first. Shortly after Brad and I were married and living in Atlanta, we came to Nashville for Christmas. Diane had made my favorite cake, red velvet, and it said 'Happy Birthday Elisabeth'. My birthday is Christmas Day and so is my brother's. My entire life I have always shared a cake with my brother, and it always said 'Happy Birthday Andrew and Elisabeth'. I was touched to tears by this red velvet cake. That Diane had done this for me on such a busy and very important religious holiday meant so much, and I don't know if I've ever told her that. It sounds sorta silly, but really it's not. It's the kindness and thoughtfulness behind the act that meant so much. Thank you, Diane.

Okay, enough with the ushy-gushy stuff.

I also love that I can call her up about anything. She has a fantastic sense of humor and can take a joke. If you can't laugh about stuff, then life's no fun!



So Happy Birthday Diane! Know that you are loved and appreciated every day.

Rock With the Red and Roll With the Blue

The Brentwood Blaze had a pep ralley Friday night for all the football players and cheerleaders. It was actually really fun. Poor Georgia's uniform is too big, so it's pinned to stay on. It made the night a little difficult for her. It's interesting being the parent at these events now versus the child, because I remember this kind-of stuff so clearly from when I was in Grade School (as it was called before Elementary School).

The cheerleaders did a few cheers and then formed 2 lines for the players to run through. It was great, although Maggie was only there for the snowcones (she had 2). It got everyone pumped for the season, including me. I now go to bed with these cheers in my head and wake at 4am with them in my head.

I told Brad seeing all those cute litte boys in their uniforms almost made me want another baby. ALMOST.