Thursday, November 30, 2006
I continue to the next page and find the selected song for 22-27 month old kids is "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer."
That's in just two weeks! at 7:00 p.m? On a School night? Huh? She isn't even TWO yet! She is pretty good with her ABC's, The Barney Song, and Itsy Bitsy Spider, but Rudolph? I hardly can recall each verse every time Christmas rolls around! I think a far more logical choice would be to a.) postpone the Christmas program to next Christmas or b.) change songs to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star because they all know that one because they sing it all year.
I think they should have been more ambitious with a group of kids who are just learing how to talk, and ask that they sing Ave Maria instead. Now, that would be impressive!
Either way we have practiced every day at least twice, and she will sing the last word to each verse. However, and this is a big HOWEVER, she sings this with me, in her own comfortable environment. There is no way that she will stand in a room full of strangers, on a stage, with Zak and I within eyesight, sing a song that she just learned without running towards me with arms outstretched and yelling, "Mama, Mama, Hold you!"
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
She went with me to my doctor's appointment and heard the baby's heartbeat. I'm 30 weeks pregnant today, and I. CANT. BELIEVE. we will have a baby in 10 weeks. I honestly don't believe it. This time of year goes by so fast anyway, and we have a ton of visitors who will be with us between Thanksgiving, Maddie's B-day, and Christmas.
We also ate lots of Honey Baked Ham and Pecan Pie for our first Thanksgiving dinner of the week with Grandma Wendy. This Honey Baked Ham concept is fabulous. Not only is it the most delicious thing on the planet, but it is SO EASY to serve (read: no cooking). It's a tad on the expensive side, but we can make, like 10 meals, not kidding, with it. I guess that means it's worth it if you really like ham.
Our SECOND Thanksgiving celebration was with Zak's Dad (Grandpa), Stepmom (Grandma Mary), Sister (Aunt Terra), and Brother (the infamous Uncle Marcus).
Our second Thanksgiving dinner was the old fashioned kind on Thursday with THREE turkeys, one baked, two fried. Three turkeys? Yes. Oh, did you ask how many people came over to eat these three turkeys? Six, well seven if you count Maddie who hardly ate any turkey, but did say, "Umm, good chicken, mama!"
My father-in-law, Terry, brought his fryer and two extra turkeys. He wanted lots so he could have leftovers. Turns out that he forgot to take his turkey with him when they left, so now guess what is on the menu for Christmas dinner? Frozen Turkey, and maybe a ham too!
On a crappy note, I am sick again. Really sick this time. Thank goodness that Maddie hasn't caught it from me, yet. Zak started it with a sore throat. The next day, I got the sore throat too. I progressed to a leaky nose, really sore throat, and now my ears and nose are congested, I have a serious cough and I've lost my voice. I've never had congested ears (feels like I'm under water...Especially on the left side), and I've NEVER ever lost my voice. That's the weirdest thing ever. It started with just a scratchy, sexy voice, now it's more whisper/non existent. I think Maddie and Zak are secretly happy with that. I was getting pretty bad by Sunday, miserable actually, and stupidly didn't call my doctor until Monday. She didn't see me, but I self diagnosed and decided this wasn't your ordinary cold. I haven't been this sick in over 10 years. I guess I have an ear infection, sinus infection, and either an upper respiratory infection or freaking bronchitis. It was bad. The doctor gave me an antibiotic and I almost immediately felt better.
If you're counting, and I know my dad is, that is FOUR colds for me in just 12 weeks. It is my SIXTH cold since I've been pregnant. Maybe I'm allergic to San Antonio? I've been reading a lot about allergies, which I've never suffered from, and how central Texas is one HUGE allergen. Something about the cedar and oak trees, and I will also throw in the heat too. I'm definitely allergic to the heat.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Once the house price was negotiated and we went through the inspection process (and more negotiation), we signed the house over to our relocation company who purchased the house from us, who will then sell it to our buyers on their desired close date. Whew, that was a giant run-on sentence!
Either way, we are done. That's all that matters. Yea us!!!
Sunday, November 19, 2006
It's the week of Thanksgiving and it was 77 degrees today. I will mention that it did get (according to everyone here) "VERY COLD" last week when the temperature dipped into the 40's. Based on watching the overly dramatic weatherman, you would have thought that we were going to be having lows below zero and the polar ice caps were forming in San Antonio. "There is a VERY POWERFUL cold front moving down from Canada, and we experience a very windy evening with cold AM temperatures." Blah, blah, blah...the high reached well into the 70's.
Based on what the average citizen was wearing (and not what it felt like outside) you'd guess it was in the 50's. I'm talking long pants, long sleeved shirts, sweaters, boots, hats, and jackets. I didn't see any gloves, but I fully expected to. I, on the other hand, wore a cute denim skirt and short sleeve blouse (and flip flops) today AND I still turned on the air conditioner in the car. Why? Because it was sunny and 77 degrees, people! That's a beautiful day to be outside!!
I am beginning to worry about Zak though, he's falling into the same trap as the rest of the Texans. First of all, he turned on the HEATER yesterday just because it was 67 degrees in the house. Second, he dressed Maddie in a FLEECE long sleeved sweater and corduroy pants for school last week. Same story: cooler in the morning and warm in the afternoon. When I picked her up for school, she was SWEATING and told her teachers all day how hot she was. The poor girl was so hot, she didn't even want to play outside!
It kinda reminded me of when my grandmother came to visit me in Chicago a few winters ago. She's lived in San Diego for the last 40 years of her life. It was early spring, but with highs in the 50's all week. She was dressed to climb Mt. Everest, but we were really just shopping on Michican Avenue. She'd bundle up when we went in and out of stores; scarf, hat, gloves and all. I wore a light coat and jeans. Maybe I just have thick blood!
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
"Pee Pee comin' out on the potty train!"
Maddie is very proud of herself. Let's hope this behavior continues! Wish me luck, and feel FREE to post or email me ANY tips you have.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
The only difference is now when she wakes up and we greet her, the first thing she says is, "Hi, Daddy! I had Sweet Dreams!"
She has only said it to me once or twice, but Zak is usually the one who takes morning duty. She says this to him nearly every day.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
His story, as he writes it, is much more eloquent and detailed than mine above. It's been published in a magazine before ("Time Lost: A Vets Story of WWII" The Ozarks Mountaineer, April 1999) , and he still tells his story to school age kids and participates in parades.
Thanks for what you did for your country, children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. We love you and appreciate your sacrifice.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
The problem with the sun occurs early in the morning or in the late afternoon, when the sun is at its brightest and in your eyes in the car.
The conversation between Maddie and the offending sunshine goes something like this:
"NOOO! Sunshine! Too bright!" She SCREAMS at the top of her lungs, flailing her arms to move the sunshine from her face.
When I tell her to close her eyes, she yells, "NOO!"
On the way home from school today, Maddie did the same routine, except this time she was extra bossy:
"No, Sunshine! You stop it! Stop it, Sunshine! Go Away!"
I think it is time we get The Girl some sunglasses.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Maddie and I were sitting on the couch and Zak was sitting below us on the floor watching TV. Maddie ran her hand along the top of Zak's head and said, "Ouch, Daddy has an owie. I kiss it." She leaned over and kissed the top of his head where his ever increasing bald spot is located.
I was giving Maddie her medicine, and I usually sit her on the kitchen counter so I can get a good shot in her mouth. She was sitting next to the Halloween candy that she worked so hard for, yet is unable to eat. It was totally forgotten about, and she doesn't even really know what candy is anyway. She reached her hand into the bag, pulled out a handful of candy, and said, "Mama, what's this?" I said, "Oh, it's just some papers." "Okay," as she put the 'papers' right back in the bag for Zak and I to eat after she goes to bed.
Friday, November 03, 2006
We are VERY excited to get the contract prior to the holidays and the loooong Chicago winter.
Big thanks to St. Joseph too. He didn't work as quickly as we had hoped, but I guess he was comfortable in the yard.