My baby was sick last week. She threw up for the first time... all over her crib. Poor thing had no idea what was happening to her. And I had no idea so much yuck could come out of such a little person. Holy cow.
After a day and a half of snuggling, she was back to her spunky, happy self.
She told me the other day that her tummy hurt and that she wanted me to "feel better it."
I stayed home with her on Friday. My note from my sub said that from 8:00-8:45 went really well. Just a little bit of hair pulling, etc. Um... yeah. That doesn't sound like "really well" to me.
Maintaining his status as "the hardest working guy I know," Corey started a second job. He's been spending several of his afternoon/evenings and weekends at a nearby feedlot.
See him in the middle there? With the big stick? He comes home with lots of stories about people getting kicked and knocked around. Fabulous. Sophie told Corey she might want to work at a feedlot some day. When he reminded her that she doesn't like cows, she asked if there was such a thing as a kitty lot.
We went to take Daddy a sweatshirt one weekend and stopped to watch for a bit. Dressed oh-so-appropriately for farm life, once again. (Gretchen's church shoes with jeans/no socks are cute, but I think my favorite is Lawson's backwards shorts with cowboy boots look.)
Lawson wears his pants backwards at least 2 days each week. I point it out to him, but he doesn't seem to care. And somehow still manages to put his hands in his pockets.
Sophie and Lawson heard on the radio that the Giants won the Super Bowl (we might have been watching High School Musical 2 and 3 while it was on...) Sophie said, "Of course the Giants won! They're huge-er than the other team!" Um... yeah. They aren't real giants, darlin'.
Marley is still sleeping on the couch at night. Which is not awesome. We really need to figure out how to break that... without having to put laundry baskets all over the couch every night.
Sophie and Lawson were begging me to go visit Grandma sometime soon. Why? Because they really want to eat grapefruit. I told them that we can actually buy grapefruit here. They were shocked. But they still want to go visit Grandma.
Gretchen sees something outside one of our windows that she thinks is a snake. She'll look out the window and talk on and on about the snake. Luckily she says it's a nice snake.
I've been working my way through these lately. And by "working my way through them," I mean reading each one in a day. (Although I'm on Day 2 for Mockingjay.) I told Corey the plot of The Hunger Games and he wanted to know what was wrong with me.
When Gretchen says "You're welcome," it sounds like "Gelcome." So cute. And she says it a lot. She's a polite little thing. She also says her pants and pajamas have polka pots on them. Way cuter than polka dots. =)
I love my 1st grade team. We are all at such different stages of life: single, married with no kids, married with 3 kids. I'm the old lady of the group. But we have so much fun together. They make me smile. And this year was the first time in 7 years that we haven't had changes in our 1st grade team. 7 years!!
I have a new niece! She was born today and I have only seen pictures of her on my phone. But oh. my. cuteness. Parent/Teacher conferences were tonight, so we had to wait to go visit. Can't wait to meet her tomorrow!
