So as I have talked about before, I am married to a scrooge. WELL I got him to put up lights, actually technically Justin got him to do it, but they went up and I couldn't be happier about it. The kids were so excited (I mean c'mon now Natalie has a "fancy" house). So Brian and Justin names it Christmas Lights Day. And what better excuse to get a cookie cake than that?!
Last night we did our annual Rawlins Gingerbread night. We did cookies this year instead of Houses. Natalie was ticked but a lot less work for me! Boots and Av just enjoyed a table full of candy, and since everyone was side tracked making cookies, they were in heaven shoveling it in!
Q- WAKE UP! She is the sleepiest little thing. You would think that she is 3 months old now, all the sleepiness would wear off. You would be wrong. When she is awake she is darling, but when she is asleep... YUMMY!
I have decided that there is no terrible age, like not just ONE terrible age. All ages have a time and a tantrum associated with them. Terrible Twos is no longer the phrase, it is terrible whatever age you are phase. Boots has been having screaming fits and tantrums and sassing me a lot. He is 2. Natalie is 4 and she has an opinion on everything. Especially her clothes. If I pick out her clothes and they aren't a tutu, cozy dress, pink, leggings, etc she gets so angry. She hates jeans, she hates most pants, she hates shirts that aren't pink or sparkly. She has a lot of cute clothes though and so when I try to put her in them she screams and throws a fit, followed by "IM NOT FANCY!" I am trying to work with her on the fact that she can be fancy with accessories, not just clothes.
She also can get very jealous, especially when it comes to boots getting a treat, and she doesn't. Natalie came into the kitchen the other day all muffed that boots had something that she didn't. "What does Boots have?!"(whine whine whine) I could tell from the way she asked that it was probably candy, or at least she thought. A second later boots came walking in with the most sour disgusted look on his face and his mouth open saying "yucky! yucky!" After a little questioning and smelling, we discovered it was indeed a moms worst nightmare for food, Poop. It was sick. He had found a little poop pellet(I don't know what it was there) in the toy room and popped it in. Natalie's jealousy quickly faded. And that was the best boots has ever been with brushing his teeth, he wanted that taste OUT!
Oddly enough Natalie has always had something strange going on with poop. When she was smaller, she would play in it, or get into it. Then when potty training she hated going in the toilet for the longest time, and now she loves her privacy when going and forces me out of the bathroom. Anyway, today I was changing Courtney and Natalie got curious. "Where does poop come from Momma?" I then had to explain it all to her and while explaining a used a little example "The other day, you know how boots poop was green? It was from all the gum he had eaten." She thought about this for a minute and then said back to me "So if I eat lots and lots of Orange stuffes will my poop be orange?" It makes sense doesn't it? Anyway she was so funny, at least she didn't ask where babies come from. I am not ready for that talk.
And last thing about Natalie, this morning at breakfast she was drinking some hot chocolate and eating some toast. I was telling her one of my favorite things to do when I was younger, and still now is to dip my toast into my hot chocolate, (soldiers and hot chocolate.) She looked a little baffled and then got a big smile on her face. She asked me if I was sure it was ok, and I said of course. I was curious as to why she was acting so funny at that idea... until... She picked her foot up and dipped her TOES in her hot chocolate. She had a huge smile across her face and it took me a sec to realize she thought I had said I like to dip my toes in hot chocolate, not toast. haha She cracks me up all day long!
And what am I grateful for the last few days?
Saturday - peer pressure in a good way, otherwise my lights wouldn't have gone up
Sunday - A lobby at church, I wouldn't not have made it in the chapel for the full 1:15 by myself with the 3. They were horrible.
Monday - that we are able to put as many trash bags in our trash bin as we can fit, we are not limited to two like some people I know! I would die of trash build up.