Monday, February 23, 2015

16 weeks down...

Since you've been gone...

Charlotte: This little girl was a bit of a button pusher this week... not sure if it was because we went from 3 weeks of not our normal routine, to routine... or if she's doing it because she knows you'll be home soon... or if it's just her age! Either way, she was full of sass... and I can just picture what it'll be like when she's a teenager already. She was still as helpful as she could be... and we even completed our 100th day of the school year (which feels like a MAJOR accomplishment!) She's busy learning the capitals for the states, along with their state trees, flowers, birds and a little "interesting" fact. She's SO good at geography. She's been coloring up a storm in her meantime. I'm thinking about starting an art wall in her room... It's the best decoration, right?

Marley: Oh this little firecracker, was just that... She is keeping me on my toes. One moment she's tearing apart a roll of toilet paper, and the next (within seconds) is playing in the toilet on the other side of the house, or pulling out all of my laundry on the shelves in my closet, or playing in the garbage can (she can reach in, even after putting it up on the step stool). Even Charlotte can't keep up with her. It's scary to think that in a few months there will be 2 of them running around the house like that, that we have to keep "eyes" on. This week, she's been yapping up a STORM. We might not understand her 85% of the time... but the words are there, and it'll just take a little switch to turn her on, and then all of the words will start making sense. She's SUPER entertaining though...

Finn: This was a BIG week for the little man. He can pretty much sit up by himself without the aid of a bumbo, boppy, or person. I still like to keep a boppy around him, in case if he decides to tumble... just to "lighten" his fall... but he's doing so awesome. He's eating like a champ, and definitely is starting to pack on some of the weight... I can feel it in my arms. He's also loving the jumperoo. He thinks it's hysterical, even when Marley comes to "swing" and jump him. He's getting so big, I can hardly see my "baby" in him anymore. He's growling like a lion, and making crazy amounts of noise all day long. He adds to the loudness in this household.

Me: I feel like this was a rough week for me... having to get back into the "swing" of things, by myself again, after your parents' departure. It was a tease for me. The next time I have help, is when you get back... and boy am I counting the days down. I never thought I'd be SO happy to have someone around to make decisions and depend on. I've been busy this last week trying to finish up some projects, started other projects, and trying to relax at the same time. When it's just me, it's so easy to get overwhelmed... I've been clinging to the Lord for strength... but I need to remind myself daily to do so. Ready for you... my other half... to come back, to make me feel like I'm complete again. In the meantime, we have tons of dance parties and tons of audience shows to make the time pass by... quickly.

Story of the Week: This week, we made our way to Target for something... goodness, I'm sure we head to Target at least once a week for an "outing"... even if I have a list, I still forget something on the list, and have to head back sometime the next week for that item, and then I forget a different item, and then that item gets put on the next week's list. It's this vicious cycle. Anyways. We made our way into the store, and Charlotte said with this intense face/voice, "I need to use the potty." She made her way into the bathroom, and I stayed right outside, with the babies in the huge double car cart. We waited... and we waited.... and Charlotte hadn't come out. At least 5-8 minutes must have gone by, when I finally decided to pop my head in and ask if she was okay. Just before grabbing the door handle to get in, I all of a sudden heard her... she was singing, the opera like vibrato was coming out... you know that part in Sleeping Beauty, in the beginning, when she's singing to the animals? Yup, she was doing that, and was on PERFECT pitch, and was singing at the top of her lungs. I imagine she was "taking care of business"... because usually she's in and out of the restroom. Some other ladies started coming out of the bathroom, and were snickering.. laughing to themselves. I'm sure they were giggling over her "production" in there. One of the ladies even stopped, and told me, "she has a beautiful voice."

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