YOU’RE SICK AGAIN. I HATE IT. I CAN’T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT. IT’S THAT STUPID HAND, FOOT, AND MOUTH AGAIN. YOU’VE GOT THE RASH AND THIS TIME YOU HAVE BLISTERS ALL IN YOUR MOUTH AND ON YOUR LIPS. IT’S HORRIBLE. I WISH I COULD TAKE IT AWAY. I’D RATHER BE SICK THAN YOU. I CAN DEAL WITH BEING SICK. YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE TO. I LOVE YOU BABY.
WE TOOK YOU TO THE CHILDREN’S MUSEUM LAST WEEKEND AND YOU HAD A BIG TIME. YOU DANCED AND PLAYED AND DANCED AND PLAYED. YOU LOVED THE CARS (JUST LIKE YOUR DADDY), AND YOU LOVED THE MUCH (JUST LIKE BOTH YOUR DADDY AND MYSELF). I TOOK A VIDEO OF IT AND MADE SURE TO POST IT SO THE WORLD COULD SEE HOW GREAT YOU ARE.
YOU’VE REALLY STARTED TO ENJOY DANCING A LOT. I’M WONDERING IF WE SHOULD LOOK INTO LESSONS FOR YOU. I KNOW I WISH I’D HAD THEM, AND SINCE YOU DANCE EVERY TIME YOU HEAR A BEAT, I THINK YOU’D LIKE IT. YOU’VE ALSO STARTED TRYING TO SING, WHICH IS AWESOME. YOU BELT OUT THESE LITTLE “OH OH’S” AND “AAAHHH’S.” IT’S FABULOUS.
YOU’VE STARTED SAYING, “MOMMYMOMMYMOMMYMOMMY” WHEN YOU WANT SOMETHING. YOU SAY “MOMMY” OVER AND OVER AGAIN AND POINT IN THE DIRECTION OF WHAT YOU WANT AND I HAVE TO CARRY YOU AROUND UNTIL WE FIND WHAT IT IS YOU’RE POINTING AT. IT’S PRECIOUS.
I JUST LOVE YOU SO MUCH ANGEL. I WANT NOTHING MORE THAN FOR YOU TO BE HAPPY AND HEALTHY AND I’LL DO ANYTHING I CAN TO MAKE THAT HAPPEN.
♥ MOMMA
Friday, July 30, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
THE EVOLUTION OF NICKNAMES FOR LO: THE PAST 15 ½ MONTHS.
YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN LO, AND THAT WILL ALWAYS BE TRUE.
YOU BEGAN AS PIGLET B/C YOU MADE OINKING NOISES WHILE TRYING TO FIND MY BREAST.
PIGLET TURNED INTO PIGGLES B/C YOU WERE A PIGLET THAT WIGGLED.
PIGGLES BECAME PANTS, NO IDEA WHY.
PANTS BECAME LOLAPANTS, POOPANTS, AND SOMEHOW TURNED INTO BRAINS AND BITTYBRAINS.
THEN WE WENT BACK TO PANTS, AND POOPANTS, WHICH JUST BECAME POO B/C YOU HAVE WORKING BOWELS.
POO BECAME FART, THEN BACK TO POO, THEN BOOGER B/C YOU HAD COLDS A LOT.
BOOGER WENT BACK TO POO, THEN BECAME POOTLE (SPELLED WITH A T B/C IT STANDS FOR FART AND NOT THE BREED OF DOG).
POOTLE BECAME DOODLE, AND DOODLE BECAME NOODLE.
AT ANY POINT IN TIME WE MAY CALL YOU ANY OF THESE NAMES – BUT FOR ONE REASON OR ANOTHER, ALL OF THESE MEAN LOLA.
AND THEY ALL MEAN: I LOVE YOU!
♥ MOMMA
YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN LO, AND THAT WILL ALWAYS BE TRUE.
YOU BEGAN AS PIGLET B/C YOU MADE OINKING NOISES WHILE TRYING TO FIND MY BREAST.
PIGLET TURNED INTO PIGGLES B/C YOU WERE A PIGLET THAT WIGGLED.
PIGGLES BECAME PANTS, NO IDEA WHY.
PANTS BECAME LOLAPANTS, POOPANTS, AND SOMEHOW TURNED INTO BRAINS AND BITTYBRAINS.
THEN WE WENT BACK TO PANTS, AND POOPANTS, WHICH JUST BECAME POO B/C YOU HAVE WORKING BOWELS.
POO BECAME FART, THEN BACK TO POO, THEN BOOGER B/C YOU HAD COLDS A LOT.
BOOGER WENT BACK TO POO, THEN BECAME POOTLE (SPELLED WITH A T B/C IT STANDS FOR FART AND NOT THE BREED OF DOG).
POOTLE BECAME DOODLE, AND DOODLE BECAME NOODLE.
AT ANY POINT IN TIME WE MAY CALL YOU ANY OF THESE NAMES – BUT FOR ONE REASON OR ANOTHER, ALL OF THESE MEAN LOLA.
AND THEY ALL MEAN: I LOVE YOU!
♥ MOMMA
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
WELL BABY, WE’VE TAKEN THE PACI AWAY AGAIN.
WHEN YOU WERE SICK, WE GAVE IT BACK B/C ALL WE WANTED WAS FOR YOU TO BE COMFORTED AND IF IT MEANT YOU GOT YOUR PACI WHENEVER YOU WANTED IT, THEN BY GOD, YOU GOT THAT PACI. BUT YOU AREN’T SICK ANYMORE, SO YOU CAN ONLY HAVE IT NOW WHEN YOU’RE TAKING A NAP, GOING NITE NITE, OR IN YOUR CRIB.
SINCE YOU’VE BEEN BETTER FOR A BIT NOW, I WAS GOING TO LET YOU GO BACK TO LINDA’S, BUT SINCE YOUR NANA LOVES HAVING YOU AROUND, IT WAS ONLY GOING TO BE PART TIME – BUT I DON’T THINK LINDA WANTS TO WATCH YOU ANYMORE. SORRY ABOUT THAT. LOOKS LIKE SHE TOOK MY TAKING YOU OUT OF DAYCARE PERSONALLY, EVEN THO I TOLD HER IT WAS B/C THE DOCTOR RECOMMENDED IT. OH WELL, YOUR NANA DOESN’T MIND AT ALL AND IT JUST ENSURES YOU’LL BE CLOSE TO HER. I LOVE HER SO MUCH, I WANT YOU TO LOVE HER AS MUCH AS I DO B/C SHE’S AN AWESOME PERSON AND A GREAT MOM AND GRANDMOM.
YOU’VE GOTTEN BACK INTO THE HABIT OF ENDING UP IN BED WITH US. THAT HAS TO STOP. I’M SO TIRED ALL THE TIME. I DON’T WANT TO MAKE YOU SLEEP IN YOUR OWN BED, BUT I KNOW I NEED TO – SO WE’LL START WORKING ON THAT NEXT. I WANT TO TACKLE ONE THING AT A TIME. PACI FIRST, THEN BEDTIME, AND THEN I GUESS BOTTLE (BUT YOU’LL STILL GET THAT NITE NITE BOTTLE B/C I KNOW IT’S SOOTHING TO YOU). THE ONLY THING ABOUT TAKING THAT BOTTLE AWAY IS THAT IF I WANT YOU TO DRINK MILK WITH BREAKFAST YOU WON’T DRINK IT FROM ANYTHING OTHER THAN A BOTTLE, SO THAT POSES A CONUNDRUM FOR ME – BUT WE’LL GET IT FIGURED OUT.
YOUR DADDY AND I BOUGHT YOU A NEW ROCKING HORSE AND A RIDE ON THING THAT YOU LOVE. YOUR NANA CREATED A GAME CALLED “TOOT TOOT” WHICH INVOLVES YOU BEING PULLED AROUND ON YOUR RIDE ON THRU THE HOUSE. OUR HOUSE IS TINY, SO WE CAN’T PULL YOU THAT FAR – BUT WE DO WHAT WE CAN AND YOU LOVE IT. YOUR DADDY CLEANED OUT THE CARPORT, SO WE’RE GOING TO GET YOU A SWING TO PLAY ON OUTSIDE – AND WE GOT YOU A LITTLE BLOW UP SWIMMING POOL THAT YOU LOVE PLAYING IN.
TIME OUT IS WORKING FAIRLY WELL. YOU DON’T HIT AS MUCH, BUT YOU STILL HIT. WHAT’S FUNNY IS THAT I KNOW YOU KNOW WHAT I’M SAYING. FOR EXAMPLE, SUNDAY YOU WERE MESSING WITH THE DVD PLAYER AND THE STEREO. I PICKED YOU UP AND MOVED YOU AWAY FROM THEM AND TOLD YOU, “NO, WE DON’T MESS WITH THOSE.” AND YOU CRAWLED BACK AND STARTED AGAIN. SO I MOVED YOU AND TOLD YOU, “NO MA’AM. DON’T DO THAT. I TOLD YOU NO. DO IT AGAIN AND I’LL PUT YOU IN TIME OUT.” SO YOU CRAWLED BACK UP TO IT, LOOKED AT ME, I SAID, “I TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH IT.” SO YOU SMILED, SLAPPED THE DVD PLAYER, AND WERE PUT IN TIME OUT. YOU KNEW WHAT YOU WERE DOING. YOU’RE A SNEAKY LITTLE POO. AND I LOVE YOU FOR IT.
YOU’VE STARTED TO CALL ME MOMMA! AND YOU KNOW THAT I’M MOMMA B/C DADDY CAN SAY, “GO FIND MOMMA!” AND YOU COME RUNNING UP TO ME! IT’S WONDERFUL. YOU STILL DON’T SAY IT MUCH, BUT I KNOW YOU KNOW IT AND I KNOW YOU KNOW THAT’S ME. THAT MAKES ME HAPPIER THAN YOU’LL EVER KNOW (UNTIL YOU HAVE KIDS AND THEN YOU’LL TOTALLY KNOW).
WELL, I THINK THAT’S ALL FOR NOW.
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THIS ENTIRE WORLD ANGEL.
♥ MOMMA
WHEN YOU WERE SICK, WE GAVE IT BACK B/C ALL WE WANTED WAS FOR YOU TO BE COMFORTED AND IF IT MEANT YOU GOT YOUR PACI WHENEVER YOU WANTED IT, THEN BY GOD, YOU GOT THAT PACI. BUT YOU AREN’T SICK ANYMORE, SO YOU CAN ONLY HAVE IT NOW WHEN YOU’RE TAKING A NAP, GOING NITE NITE, OR IN YOUR CRIB.
SINCE YOU’VE BEEN BETTER FOR A BIT NOW, I WAS GOING TO LET YOU GO BACK TO LINDA’S, BUT SINCE YOUR NANA LOVES HAVING YOU AROUND, IT WAS ONLY GOING TO BE PART TIME – BUT I DON’T THINK LINDA WANTS TO WATCH YOU ANYMORE. SORRY ABOUT THAT. LOOKS LIKE SHE TOOK MY TAKING YOU OUT OF DAYCARE PERSONALLY, EVEN THO I TOLD HER IT WAS B/C THE DOCTOR RECOMMENDED IT. OH WELL, YOUR NANA DOESN’T MIND AT ALL AND IT JUST ENSURES YOU’LL BE CLOSE TO HER. I LOVE HER SO MUCH, I WANT YOU TO LOVE HER AS MUCH AS I DO B/C SHE’S AN AWESOME PERSON AND A GREAT MOM AND GRANDMOM.
YOU’VE GOTTEN BACK INTO THE HABIT OF ENDING UP IN BED WITH US. THAT HAS TO STOP. I’M SO TIRED ALL THE TIME. I DON’T WANT TO MAKE YOU SLEEP IN YOUR OWN BED, BUT I KNOW I NEED TO – SO WE’LL START WORKING ON THAT NEXT. I WANT TO TACKLE ONE THING AT A TIME. PACI FIRST, THEN BEDTIME, AND THEN I GUESS BOTTLE (BUT YOU’LL STILL GET THAT NITE NITE BOTTLE B/C I KNOW IT’S SOOTHING TO YOU). THE ONLY THING ABOUT TAKING THAT BOTTLE AWAY IS THAT IF I WANT YOU TO DRINK MILK WITH BREAKFAST YOU WON’T DRINK IT FROM ANYTHING OTHER THAN A BOTTLE, SO THAT POSES A CONUNDRUM FOR ME – BUT WE’LL GET IT FIGURED OUT.
YOUR DADDY AND I BOUGHT YOU A NEW ROCKING HORSE AND A RIDE ON THING THAT YOU LOVE. YOUR NANA CREATED A GAME CALLED “TOOT TOOT” WHICH INVOLVES YOU BEING PULLED AROUND ON YOUR RIDE ON THRU THE HOUSE. OUR HOUSE IS TINY, SO WE CAN’T PULL YOU THAT FAR – BUT WE DO WHAT WE CAN AND YOU LOVE IT. YOUR DADDY CLEANED OUT THE CARPORT, SO WE’RE GOING TO GET YOU A SWING TO PLAY ON OUTSIDE – AND WE GOT YOU A LITTLE BLOW UP SWIMMING POOL THAT YOU LOVE PLAYING IN.
TIME OUT IS WORKING FAIRLY WELL. YOU DON’T HIT AS MUCH, BUT YOU STILL HIT. WHAT’S FUNNY IS THAT I KNOW YOU KNOW WHAT I’M SAYING. FOR EXAMPLE, SUNDAY YOU WERE MESSING WITH THE DVD PLAYER AND THE STEREO. I PICKED YOU UP AND MOVED YOU AWAY FROM THEM AND TOLD YOU, “NO, WE DON’T MESS WITH THOSE.” AND YOU CRAWLED BACK AND STARTED AGAIN. SO I MOVED YOU AND TOLD YOU, “NO MA’AM. DON’T DO THAT. I TOLD YOU NO. DO IT AGAIN AND I’LL PUT YOU IN TIME OUT.” SO YOU CRAWLED BACK UP TO IT, LOOKED AT ME, I SAID, “I TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH IT.” SO YOU SMILED, SLAPPED THE DVD PLAYER, AND WERE PUT IN TIME OUT. YOU KNEW WHAT YOU WERE DOING. YOU’RE A SNEAKY LITTLE POO. AND I LOVE YOU FOR IT.
YOU’VE STARTED TO CALL ME MOMMA! AND YOU KNOW THAT I’M MOMMA B/C DADDY CAN SAY, “GO FIND MOMMA!” AND YOU COME RUNNING UP TO ME! IT’S WONDERFUL. YOU STILL DON’T SAY IT MUCH, BUT I KNOW YOU KNOW IT AND I KNOW YOU KNOW THAT’S ME. THAT MAKES ME HAPPIER THAN YOU’LL EVER KNOW (UNTIL YOU HAVE KIDS AND THEN YOU’LL TOTALLY KNOW).
WELL, I THINK THAT’S ALL FOR NOW.
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THIS ENTIRE WORLD ANGEL.
♥ MOMMA
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