Kindergarten Rocks? Nope, Not For Me!

Today I did it again.  I cried.  I cried like a fool.  I cried like a fool that has a baby that isn't a baby anymore.  I cried like a little girl.  I cried!!!!  I picked up the book "Kindergarten Rocks!" to read with Emma today at the library.  I got about half way through the book and I just lost it.  I didn't know I was going to lose it, but I did.  I just started bawling...trying to read the book through tears and snot.  Tears and snot...reading a book about Kindergarten.  Pretty picture huh?  Anyways....

Big Girl is so excited about kindergarten and all I can wonder is where is my baby and how do I get her back?  Where are my cuddle moments when she is wanting a bottle at 3 in the morning?  Where are are my moments when she glances at me with that little cunning smile that melts my heart when she is getting into something?  Where are my moments when I can sit her down in one place and know she will still be there in 10 minutes because she can't crawl, walk, or roll?  I don't necessarily want to go back to the 3 o'clock feedings or the days when I couldn't figure out what was wrong with her or even the days that were painful because she was sick a lot.  All I want is for the clock to slow down to have a few more moments before my baby, who isn't a baby any more, goes to kindergarten.  I want a few more innocent looks as her and her sister get in trouble, I want more giggles under the covers playing monster, I want a few more piggy backs and I definitely want more cuddling....SLOW DOWN CLOCK!  I WANT MORE!  Kindergarten Rocks?  Nope...not for me....It means the world is speeding by and someday soon my baby will go with it....while I have tears and snot....

Rented Shoes

Just had my first bowling lesson....in rented shoes.  I ordered shoes but they haven't come in.  I had a BLAST!  I can't believe I had so much fun.  I learned several things.

1.  I have no clue what I am doing but I am learning.
2.  I turned my hand and basically I was bowling like a left handed person even though I bowl right handed.
3.  I tried bowling left handed since I am a lefty and it wasn't natural at all....go figure.
4.  I need to open up my shoulders and stay square.
5.  Did you know all the boards on the lane (39 in all) have names...1, 2, 3....mundane I know but apparently they help you aim....who knew?  Not me!
6.  I need to practice.
7.  I don't like rented shoes...can't wait for mine to come...hurry up UPS!
8.  If I decide to bowl more I want my own ball....is that wrong?  The one I was looking at and my instructor recommended was $94 dollars and that is with the fingers drilled...not bad (my instructor is a way nice firefighter guy...if I fell over and passed out from so much working out he could save me...Yay!)
9.  I enjoyed myself....I really liked having time to learn something new and taking instruction from someone else who knew what they were doing.

Bowling may be something that reminds people of the 70's with the crazy bowling shirts and everyone playing on a league, but I really liked it today and I felt a sense of accomplishment....GO Kristin!

Out of the Mouth of Babes

After lunch today Big Girl asked for apple juice.  Big Grasshopper (my honey for life) told her he would give her water.  She responded, and I am quoting and laughing as I type, "I already pooped today....so I can have apple juice."  HA! HA! HA!  We have told her in the past when she has problems pooping that she needs to drink more water.  Apparently today she thought she had "gone" enough and wanted juice!  HA! HA!  Funny Stuff coming out of the mouth of the biggest babe....funny stuff!

The Price is Not Right

The snow and inability to get out have gotten to all of us (read I) and I think we (read I again) are all about to go crazy!  Yesterday Big Girl and I had a "Come to Jesus" (that is what we call it in the south) moment.  I am tired of asking my big girl who will be 5 in a few months to pick up, put away, and take care of the things that people have given her.  She has become very disrespectful with her things and she seems to not care if things get broken or lost.  Yesterday I lost it.  We were picking up (some would say this is an act of God in itself...I might agree...but I was bored!) and I asked her where her baby bag was that her Nana had made for her for Christmas.  She said she didn't know, so we go on the hunt.  After THIRTY...30...THIRTY minutes of looking I asked her if she cared if this nice bag was missing....her answer....the one that made me lose it was....NO!  At that moment some animal/mom/crazy woman instinct kicked in.  I found trash bags quicker than you can say "oh no you didn't" and started sacking up everything in her room.  Dress up clothes, kitchen stuff, the baby bag (that I finally found in sisters closet), elephant, other stuffed animals and babies, the crayon she got two days ago, Dora's, her new game system....if I could get my hands on it....it got sacked. 

Needless to say she is/and was not too happy.  When her daddy came home (my big grasshopper) we discussed what had happened during the day.  They had a very interesting conversation.  One of the most priceless moments came when big grasshopper tried to explain that big girl was going to have to earn her stuff back....get this...she said "I don't have enough money in my piggy bank."  ha ha.....kids....even in the rough moments gems do come to light.

Will big girl get her stuff back in the next month?  Maybe....but it will take more than her money in her piggy bank to get it back.

I Got Kooties!

I wanted to shout from the roof top "I've got Kooties!  I've Got Kooties!" when my big girl opened up this game.  I remember this game from my childhood and how much fun it can be.  The Sunday after Christmas we opened up the box and got down to business of getting Kooties!  Big Girl and Little Lady had a great time getting Kooties.  Big Girl made sure she kept track of whose turn it was and Little Lady sat on the table making sure everyone got their body parts in the right order (she also tried to swipe a few legs for her Kootie).  Game time was a hit and we all got KOOTIES!  "I've got Kooties!"

Fun at Gigi and Papi's

The day after Christmas we went to Gigi and Papi's.  The roads were less treacherous than thought and we made it in almost normal time (about 2 hours).  The girls really enjoyed playing with their cousins short stuff and biggin'.  They also enjoyed unwrapping the last of the presents for this year and really enjoyed yelling into the walkie talkies and trying to figure out how everything works.  Yay for Gigi's and Papi's and Nana and Papa's for enriching our lives!

Christmas 2009

Every Christmas becomes more special because of the girls.  This year was the best yet because of their excitement.  Big Girl started asking back in September and October for a giant elephant for Christmas.  While shopping one day I happened to find an elephant at Sam's and "called Santa" to let him know.  Sure enough, that elephant arrived Christmas day.  It is sturdy enough the girls can sit on him and love to drag him all around the house.  Big Girl's face is priceless when she see the elephant and other presents that Santa left.  Little Lady was also very excited that she got the baby that she has been asking for for months.  It cries, says "momma" and giggles.  The girls were so cute opening all the presents and were so excited to see everything that Santa brought.

Big Girl with her elephant.  The best $25 bucks "Santa" spent!

Little Lady with her doll for the first time.

Little Lady checking out her doll.  Big Girl checking everything else out.

Big Girl with her new dress up box.  Little Lady got one too.

They love the easel and it works really well.  Santa's review is 5 stars!  Thanks Amazon.com.

This was Little Lady's expression for every present.  Priceless!

Getting everything passed out and going.

The crazy piles!

Another look at the piles...boy!  Santa was a busy wrapper!