Saturday, October 30, 2010

2 year stats

It is hard to believe that Nora, our baby, is two years old. For some reason, with your first child you want everything to happen want them to hurry up and be born, sleep through the night, roll over, crawl, eat, walk, talk. With the second all of those things seem to happen faster and each one makes you a little more sad. Nora tells us daily that she is not a baby and is a "big gurrl" and I have to pinch myself to believe it.

Nora at age two:

Weight: 29lbs 4oz
Height: 34.5 inches

Favorite food: blueberry waffles
Least favorite food: peanut butter
New words: pumpkin, monster, library, birthday, cow milk, doughnut
Favorite books: Goodnight Chicago, Brown Bear Brown Bear What do You See
What she wants to do with Mommy: go to the mall, go for a walk, go to Starbucks
What she wants to do with Daddy: go to the park, be held, read books
What she wants to do with Fiona: run around, play dress up, play restaurant

Nora is talking in full sentences now, but with her own Yoda-meets-caveman lingo. Sometimes we have to stare at her and ask for her to repeat something before we fully understand what she is trying to say. She never gets frustrated with us, though, and just repeats it until we get it. Tonight she told me good job when I finally got what she was saying. Sweetie!

Thursday, October 28, 2010

No cry

"I no cry, Mama"

Nora has a nasty habit of screaming and crying when she wakes up in the morning or from a nap. Luckily, she is cute so we keep her. In a slightly sarcastic manner Jim asked Nora not to cry when she wakes up and she has been taking his message to heart. The past few days after nap I have been greeted with a big smile and her telling me she is happy. Bless her little heart.

Now maybe I should tell her to sleep past 6am.

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Sunday, October 24, 2010

Nora's Party - Pics + Video

Was a good time for all! Lots of fun and food, family and friends. The weather stayed dry before dinner, which meant the 11 kids that were there could run over to the park and work up an appetite. For cake of course, not dinner.

Boys outnumbered girls, that's for sure! There were 4 girls, and 2 of them were ours! That was just fine for Fiona, who ordered the boys around like a cruise director. At one point she yelled out to the backyard, "OK Boys, it's time to go up to Fi Fi's room!" I have to admit, it made me shudder to think what she'll be like as a teenager...

But this post is about Nora! She loved the lavender and white balloons that were around the house, and her big Dora balloon. It was cute watching her as we sang "Happy Birthday" - she wasn't used to so much attention.

Dora AND Diego on a cake? What more can a 2yr old girl ask for!

When you're a big deal like Nora, you can get away with taking a call while opening your birthday presents...

As with the the girls' past birthdays, we also enjoyed a video last night! Please enjoy - 5 minutes of Nora Goodness!

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Sign of a good party

4 bags of garbage! Real pictures of Nora's Bday party coming soon.
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Thursday, October 21, 2010

Nora is TWO!

It is hard to believe our little girl is two already! Nora had a great day full of fun and too many sweets and now is fast asleep in her crib.

This isn't the best picture of the birthday princess, but the fastest one this tired Mom can provide. I am sure there will be great ones from her party in a couple of days.

Happy Birthday, Nora! Your Mommy, Daddy, and big sister FiFi love you so very much!

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Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Poor Fiona

Today was a long day. Today was a visit to the ER after Fiona sliced her finger open on a glass picture frame. Luckily, the doctor was able to close the wound without stitches. Fiona was so brave and polite in the ER despite her fear and pain. Love our little lady!

Now we have to find ways to entertain her without her using her right hand...I am sure that will be easy.

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Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Halloween Spirit

We have it here. Fiona calls October " Halloween month". There are decorations inside and outside of our house, the girls talk about their costumes and count the days until candy.

Here is a picture from a local Halloween event where I had to improvise to make their costumes for hot/freakish weather. I am sure it will snow now that I have this picture.

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Saturday, October 16, 2010

Love is a Battlefield

If I was techy, I would insert a video of Pat Benatar singing her famous song with the same title.
If you were here, I would act out a scene and do the dances in full 80s gear.

But neither of those things are happening, so just imagine the song and understand the title.

For me, love IS a battlefield, at least the love I have for my 4 year old daughter. Ahem, 4 and a HALF year old daughter. Anyone have one of those? PHEW! Perhaps you don't or yours isn't quite as...strong mine, so allow me to elaborate.

Every single detail of Fiona's life is a battle. Every single decision is a potential for a war between mother and daughter. We are talking what to wear, what to eat, what to listen to, what toys to play with, with shoes to wear, what scenery is outside her window, what we do, the list could go on. I am a delicate dancer prancing my way around the minefield of her daily life trying to avoid certain explosions and prepping myself for the ones I cannot avoid. The girl knows what she wants and won't settle for anything her silly (wrong) Mother has to say on the topic. Her life was ruined forever this week when I purchased a dress that did not twirl big enough. I mean, she actually ran away from me crying that her life was ruined. Lord help me, she is only four!

These are the kind of things no parenting book could ever prepare you for. There is no chapter on what to say to a pint sized drama queen who wants to wear a tank dress and boots in 50 degree weather while eating popcorn hanging upside down from the monkey bars with scissors in her hair. If there was, I might have accidentally skipped it thinking "the poor parents of that kind of child" while staring at infant Fiona playing with a stuffed monkey. My bad. I suppose I could write a parenting book with such a soon as I talk Fiona off of the roof after I told her that two Milky Ways did not have enough nutrients to be called a meal.

I am raising an amazing woman, she will be fierce, kind, independent, smart, determined. Its just a big challenge to be her boss for these formative years. EXhausting...

You like really, really like me

Thanks for the comments! Jim is pleasantly pleased that there are real people reading our blog. Of course, not pleased enough where he will actually log in here and grace you all with his wit, but baby steps! (Can you feel the pressure? See the gauntlet being thrown?)

I plod on with my Mommy-Blogger roll and you all will have to endure my random drivel with the occasional picture of my children (something Jim holds the keys to again!). Fun for all!

Friday, October 8, 2010

Funny Fridays dear husband thinks no one reads this blog. He thinks this because no one comments on this blog. I don't agree, I think plenty of you read the blog just don't comment. Lets prove him wrong and COMMENT. Ok? Ok. Just say hi or tell me you what color shoes you wore today, whatever ya like.

In trade I will give you a couple of Funnies from my kids this week.

Fiona was playing in the leaves yesterday and yelled to me..."Mom, come quick, I am playing cute again!"

Nora tried on my slippers the other day and told me she was Mommy. I asked her who I was then and she replied Daddy. I did my best Jim impression (usually has a cartoon voice, don't know why) and said "Bye, I am going to work" and she did her best impression of me and said "Bye, I am going shopping". The kid knows me well!

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Nora and the Cops

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Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Child labor

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