I know, I know. I've been bad about updating this site and really only posting pictures. But I had to post today...should have been yesterday!...Libby turned 20 months old!! I don't know why it is such a big deal to me. Maybe because we are so crazy close to her being 2 years old? She's growing more and more every day - like a weed. Seriously. Her vocab is going crazy and she's learning more and more every day. She is still a picky eater but we're working on it. Right now her favorite is any kind of fish. The girl is destined to be a vegetarian! Meat is not her friend! Well, except the chickens. She does love her nuggets. Libby also loves to say "Hi" and "Bye" to people...even those we don't know. Her voice is just so tiny and cute...until you try to start a tickle war by chasing her around and then she turns into a screaming lunatic. Really. Screams at the top of her lungs and looooves it. The faster she can run the better (for her). She's getting so fast! And she's in a size 7 shoe now! How insane is that? We've been lucky to not have to go to the doctor for a few months so I don't know how much she weights or how tall she is but she sure looks taller to me...but doesn't feel any heavier. It is amazing how my priorities switched from how tall/heavy she was to teaching her to recognize different shapes, colors, etc. She's learning all of those things too! I'll ask her to point to a red balloon and then purple one and she knows the difference. It's so exciting!
Also exciting is how she learned to take off her diaper this weekend for the first time. Lucky us!! Jim found her sitting in her crib with her diaper being whooshed around her head. Ok, not really, but she was playing with it. I found her the next morning sitting on her blankie and Fozzie Bear's head whooshing the diaper around her head (ok, that time I was being serious) screaming with glee and very proud of herself. The daycare says it is a sign she's ready to be potty trained...I think it is a sign we need stronger diapers. =)
Libby still loves music - everything about it! She loves to dance, to sing (in her own way), and to force others to get up and dance (even if you are too tired to). We can't wait till she can start dance or take music lessons because we both know she'll really love it.
Other things she loves - TinkerBell. We have watched that movie 6 times since Friday. Friday! Ugh. I think I know every sentence by heart now. One thing we did learn from it though was that Libby can be afraid. Normally she's fearless but there is a scene with a hawk in the movie that makes her tear up and hold onto your neck. She's terrified. We skip that scene now.
I'm sure there are plenty of other things to call out but I cannot think of any at the moment. It is just very hard to believe in a few short months my little baby will be two years old. *sigh*
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Most of you know by now that we have our house up on the market. So for the past 3 weeks, we've cleaned daily (if not twice a day) to get it prepared for potential house-lookers...only to not have any. I knew that having our house for sale would be tough in this market but I just assumed we would be getting low, crazy offers (after awhile) not that we wouldn't get any viewers. A bright spot is we did have some people go through last weekend at our open house. Can I just say how much I dislike open houses? They are in the middle of the day when my kiddo naps! It is pretty tough to wake her up just to leave the house not knowing if anyone would even come. But we've done that twice now...and finally had a couple of people go through. Maybe this means things are picking up? Anyone know someone that is looking for a house in STL? =)
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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Friday, May 1, 2009
So some of you guys know already but I am going to post it here...we are selling our home. I am excited, nervous, sad, and happy by this possible change. Basically one night Jim looked at me and asked if I wanted to sell our home. This was probably after Libby smeared her face against the glass siding doors begging to play outside in our non-existant yard. So, that sealed the deal and we're trying to sell our home in this market. Which is not fun. We spent 2 weeks frantically getting the house ready. Honestly, with it only being 3.5 years old there wasn't a lot to do. We just organized and de-cluttered and it looks amazing!! Who knew you could collect so much stuff?? So, if you know someone that wants to buy a home (townhome) in St. Louis, let me know!! We'll miss it but we just really want a yard for Libby to play in!
I know being a parent is hard. Jim and I are reaching that point where Libby is telling us no to everything...now, I have to admit it is pretty cute to hear her say, "No" in a squeaky little voice. But, sadly, we know the day is coming where that word will be screamed at the top of her lungs and the door will be slammed in our faces. (ugh) As I watch parents when I am out and about I am amazed at the different parenting styles. Some Mommies just have to whisper in their child's ear to get them to hush. Others cannot calm their kiddo and drag them through the store, playground, etc. Then there are others...the Mommies that really get my blood boiling...the ones that just don't care.
Last night Jim and I had one of our weekly date nights. We chose a quiet little Mexican restaurant that I dearly love and had planned a nice quiet, quiet, quiet dinner where we could talk. We really enjoy this weekly ritual and after the last 2 weeks (stay tuned for another post about the big changes in our life), we just wanted to sit down and just be on a date. Unfortunately the table next to us didn't really care. It consisted of the Grandma, Mom, Dad, Uncle, son (probably 5) and younger son (maybe 5 or 6 months). The Mom, Dad and Uncle only wanted to talk about planning their upcoming vacation -- they suggested Mexico because they thought they could get a deal, seriously? I knew when I heard that they wouldn't get parents of the year or anything. The next 15 minutes consisted of the younger son (being held by Grandma) choking on his spit up and turning white and the "older" son throwing a sticky toy frog on the ceiling fan. Meanwhile, while I am recovering from my heart attack after watching the infant choke so badly and listening to the Dad explain to the Grandma that no he cannot have a bottle yet while he screams because he is both hungry and bored, the parents and uncle continue to discuss the vacation. I'm super sensative to kids right now so I am just about to lose it as I watch this family completely ignore their children. But what can you do? They leave and then we follow a little later. Jim tells me as we leave that another family came in with 2 boys probably 4 and 5 and were putting them in the smoking section. Now, I realize people smoke...but do you have to do it while you are out with your family at a restaurant?
On top of all of this, if I read one more story about someone beating their child to death I am going to go insane. Seriously. My heart cannot take it anymore. I look at my little girl and sure, there are times when I want to pull my hair out as she screams while making it impossible to change her but I would never do anything to hurt this little bug.
So, last night after seeing all of this I am determined to do something, something to help these little kiddos have a better life. Any suggestions? Because obviously, some of these parents need some help!