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Thursday, December 18, 2008

Let it snow

Adrie this morning, looking out our front door: "Mommy! The snowflakes are landing everywhere!"

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Adrie's Current Word

Adrie: "Mama . . . I'm so DAZED . . .

Archie Beware

I heard Adrie talking to Marshall at the breakfast table this morning.
Adrie: "Dad . . . I think we should give Archie a bath." (our cat)
Marshall: "Why do you think so?"
A: "Well, because Aunty Kimbo gives Sakila a bath." (her dog)
M: "Have you seen how Archie licks his fur? That's how cats clean themselves, so they don't need a bath."
A:" . . . Dad? I think we should give Archie a bath."

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Adrie's Christmas Program

Last night we attended Adrie's first Christmas Program. We were betting on whether she might just stand there and do nothing (like her Mom at 3 years old) or do something silly (like her Papa at 3). She did great! She sang as many words as she could remember, and she did her hand-motions when she wasn't distracted by the large audience that was in attendance.


We were a little surprised at how small she looked standing with her classmates. When Andrew saw her among the other kids on stage, he started squealing and flapping his arms to get her attention. He loved seeing his big sister in action!

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Our Fashionista

Right after I took this picture, Adrie said to me, "Mommy, I really like what I'm wearing today."

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Friday, December 5, 2008

Happy 10 months Andrew!

From standing on his own about one week ago, Andrew is already taking small, wobbly steps on his own. Look out world!

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

The Lingo

Adrie on the phone with Grandma Cindy, "I probably won't eat dinner with John, just he might just go kaputs on me." (did I spell that right?)

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Imaginary Friends

Adrie's has some new friends living in her bedroom - her imaginary friends named "The Wellersons." I'm not sure if "they" are plural or singular, since she refers to them sometimes a one person, and sometimes as several. The other day, she came out of her room with her hands on her hips, and announced to me, "Mom, those Wellersons are being disgusting!"

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Night Owl

Yesterday afternoon, Adrie had a long nap, probably too late in the afternoon. So last night, she had trouble falling asleep. I went into her room before I went to bed, about 9:30 or so, to find her still wide awake, laying on her back, making a windmill with her arms. I asked her if she was having trouble sleeping. "Yep." So I tucked her back in, and told her I'd come check on her in a while.

I went back in about 10:30, after Marshall and I had watched a TV show on our laptop, and she was STILL awake. But this time she had gotten up out of bed, put her tutu on over her pj's, and had brought several toys into her bed with her. A babydoll bottle, her pink poodle purse, and a plastic Dora cup. When I asked her what she was doing, she replied, "Making ice cream."

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

The real question is . . . do I stay close, just in case he falls? . . .

Or do I go get my camera?


Monday, November 17, 2008

Adrie's Christmas List

Adrie on the way to church yesterday:
"Mom, do you know what I want for Christmas? (no pause for my response)
A puppy named Ribbie. And some milk and water for my new puppy Ribbie."

(Ribbie is a dog that my Aunt & Uncle have - she's a little "wiener dog")

Friday, November 14, 2008

Adrie's Christmas List

Adrie: "Mom, you know what I want for Christmas?"
Me: "What?"

Dora computer
Ballet dress & shoes
Jelly Beans
IPod

This list changes almost daily - I'll keep you posted.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Overalls

Andrew is wearing a pair of overalls that my Nana made for me as a baby.





Saturday, November 1, 2008

Overheard

Here's something for you Moms with older girls/younger boys - a funny thing that made me laugh. Adrie was watching me change Andrew's diaper this past week, and said something about his "tinkle." Well, wanting to give her the proper terminology, I told her, "that's his penis, which is his private part." (a concept we have yet to master) So the next day, when we came home from preschool, I overheard Adrie say in her sweetest sisterly tone, "Hey Andrew . . . you little penis."