Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Happy birthday, Caroline

In true, second child fashion, I'm writing this post eight days late. I'm sorry sweetheart, I don't love you any less, it's just harder to keep up with you, my sweet energizer bunny. Not to mention the fact that you don't ever sleep, so I have no free time to write about you. (More on that later.)

So here we are, one full week and one day into three years old. (Ironically, it was one full week and one day when we finally got to take you home from the hospital, so I guess it's fitting.) Three is a lot like two, with a little more sass thrown in for good measure. I've told anyone who would listen that three is worse than two, because I felt blindsided by that little "terrible two's" thing. You are proving me right, and I forgive you for it. Because my sassy princess is hilarious, and tough, and knows what she wants. I can't fault a girl for that. She reminds me of someone...

As much as I like to complain about how Caroline is my "difficult" one, I honestly would not have it any one way. I just am so freaking proud of her. She is so ornery and destructive, but so, so sweet and cuddly, too. It's like those sour patch kid candy commercials. She is JUST LIKE THAT.

I really love to just watch her. Caroline is so girly, and loves skirts, heels, purses, makeup, and that is so amazing how into it she is, because I am not really like that, nor have I really ever been. I wouldn't be surprised if she bled glitter pink. She can hold her own with a sword, though, so the boys better watch out.

I still feel as though Caroline is this tiny little thing, and maybe she is, but at her checkup (I never did get her official measurements- I should check that at home) the doctor said she was smack in the middle of the charts. She also speaks amazingly well for her age. She meets or exceeds every other developmental milestone on the "checklist." She's just awesome.

One thing I brought up at her checkup was the fact that since late January (and really even before then) we have had issues with Caroline not wanting to go to bed. I can't remember if I talked about it here before or not. Basically, she just refused to stay in bed, would play and run around until 10 or 11 every single night. Even the two weeks of swimming lessons every night did nothing to wear her out. I thought it was the new house, but soon realized this was not just a phase. I finally brought it up at her appointment and explained to Dr. Mijares that we have tried everything under the sun. She wanted to run a couple tests, so we had the lovely experience of drawing her blood. Dr. Mijares told me they would do a finger prick, so I tried to quickly explain the process to Caroline to prepare her. Imagine both our surprise when they take us back to the lab and they want to do a full blood draw! I had to lay on the table with Caroline, throw my leg over her legs, and hold her left arm, while two nurses held her right arm outstretched. She just whimpered, then cried out as the needle went in, all the while staring at it right in front of her face. They filled two viles, the entire time Caroline cried and said, "ouchie!" It was soo sad. Fast forward to yesterday, and the nurse called me with results. Caroline's iron levels are extremely low (whatever number should be 50, and it's at 14), basically causing restless leg syndrome. Hopefully the iron supplements she prescribed will help Caroline (and Mommy and Daddy) get some much needed rest!

Anyway, all that to say, our girl is great, besides this pesky sleep issue. Three is a little scary to think about, but I'm excited about it anyway, because I can't even imagine how this girl is going to grown and change over the year, and I'm so amazingly blessed to be her mom. She deserves so much more. I hope you had the best birthday, Caroline.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Caroline's 3rd birthday party

Last weekend we celebrated Caroline's third birthday. Her actual birthday was on Monday, and the Pitt State home opener was Saturday, so we planned her party for Sunday afternoon between church and Awana. Whew. Well, circumstances happened, we didn't make it to the game, but we had plenty of time to clean up and get ready, so it was fine. We also decided to host the party at our home instead of finding a place, so it was stressful, but so great! All our family in our home together was awesome. We need more chairs.

I skipped church to finish getting the house ready. Walter's parents came over early so Jackie could finish Caroline's cake. Caroline's only request was pink and white, so we found this cool ombre layer cake. Caroline was mesmerized with it.

Shortly before the party, we put on Caroline's party dress and she just twirled and twirled and twirled, and did plenty of posing for pictures. She was SO. Excited.

I asked Mom if she could dig through her scrapbook paper and put together a little pennant for the top of the cake, and I found some cute paper straws at the store. It turned out so sweet. Pinterest for the win.

Once everyone had arrived, I let the boys keep the game on the tv, but on mute, and we gathered around to watch Caroline open her gifts. This was her shining moment. She was so ready. I let her pick them out one at a time, open them, and then thank the gift givers. She got lots of cute clothes, some fun toys, and even some cash. She is very loved and spoiled.

After presents was cake time. We spent a good amount of time on photo opportunities. :)

Finally, we lit the candles and sang "Happy birthday" to our girl. She was too sweet, and sitting on the counter, with at least 25 people gathered around, and sang along with us. I was dying. It was so precious. I'm so mad that we didn't record it. She did kind of stop when we got to the "...dear Caroline..." part. And then she blew out the candles like a pro.

Ombre layers!

She loved the dress up items we got her. My girly girl.

After the party, the crowd dispersed and Walter and Max were at Awana. My sister and I took the kiddos to Chili's for dinner, and Caroline was pretty wired and misbehaving. I had just noticed it seemed quiet, and Dawn pointed out Caroline. She had fallen asleep, sitting up, clutching her fork. So hilarious.


It was a very good day.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

August in Instagram

Reunited with my kids after my trip to Chicago, and their week-long stay with Grandma! I missed them so much!

A lady always needs her purse while shopping.

Watching Uncle Richard play in his alumni football game. #55

"Mom, are you taking a picture of us five dogs?"

Just enrolled my baby in Kindergarten.

Barely squeaked in under the deadline, but we voted.

Silly goose.

A strong storm knocked down a large branch across our drive way. What  a way to start the day!

Trying anything we can think of to get Caroline to go to sleep.

A rare moment of the two playing nicely together.

Sunday selfie.

Sleeping beauty.


A project I've wanted to do for awhile finally got done. Shadowbox containing wedding mementos- table runner, ribbon, napkins, invitation, and cake topper.

Aunt Meme gave Caroline a pink hair extension. She looked so cute.

Caroline asleep... on my bedroom floor. This girl!

Saturday morning cartoons.

Showing off her Jamberry manicure. They were SOO cute, but the little stinker had pulled most of them off in an hour.


So tickled to wear earrings like Mommy.

Doesn't everyone sleep in last year's party dress?

Friday, August 15, 2014

First day of Kindergarten

Today was Max's first day of Kindergarten. We've been looking forward to this day for awhile. We got up early to get everyone ready, I packed Max a lunch (!), and of course we had to take pictures. Max chose the tree for his backdrop. (And can I just say how clueless I feel about all this? Everything about his school is the opposite of mine. I rode the bus, ate hot lunch, etc. He gets dropped off, stays for after school program, packs a lunch.)

Of course Caroline wanted her picture in front of the tree too. ;)

We dropped Caroline off at daycare and she gave her Bubba the sweetest hug. Walter and I took Max for a fun, first-day donut breakfast to celebrate the occasion.

We got to his school and Max walked in like such a big boy. We got to cross the street with the crossing guard and everything.

Once inside, we had to wait a few minutes in the cafeteria until the teachers were ready, so of course we took the opportunity for some more pictures.

We made it in and Max's teacher, Miss Clarkson, greeted us.

Max put away his backpack and lunch box in his cubby and sat down at his table. Walter and I each spoke with him and hugged him and then we left our big boy there, for his first day.

Max's buddy, Wyatt, from church is in his class! His mom sent me this picture.

Nobody cried! Although, I did get a little choked up for a minute on the way to work. Luckily work was way too busy for me to think about it much.  Max had a half day for this first day and all next week. I took my lunch and picked him up. All the parents stood outside the front door and waited for our big kindergarteners. It was so sweet to watch Max come out, searching for a familiar face, see me and start grinning.

I can't believe this big kid, was once this little guy. Wow.


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