November, 2007

Miriam hearts Sesame Street. I mean really really hearts Sesame Street. God forbid you say the "Street" word when the show isn't actually on. You will get a 5 minute tantrum because you can not produce "STREET!!" for the little princess.

So in the process of learning to talk like all kids Miriam says some cute stuff. One of the latest involves diaper rash cream. At first she saw the white stuff going on Evan's bottom and called it "ice cream". I corrected her, but the wires still got crossed. She now talks about "diaper ICE cream"!!
So then I tell Brian the cute little story. He looks at me very seriously and asks. "What do you call diaper ice cream?" His answer? "Frosty!"

Brian has finally updated the website!! Yea! Yea!

You'll notice a few chances besides the look. We have made most photos private, but if we know you online or in real life we would be happy to give you a login name so you can see them all. Just drop us a note using the "Contact Us" form. I will keep a few pictures in a special album for everyone to see, but it will be a LOT less then before.

My dear, sweet, baby girl,
Time is a funny thing... On one hand it doesn't seem possible that two years have passed since I first saw your beautiful face as you lay sleeping in your crib at the Care Center. You're growing so quickly. The little baby is all gone and in front of me is this sweet, beautiful little girl full of giggles and mischief and silliness.
On the other hand, how can it only be two years since you entered my life? What did I do before my day was full of your happy songs and flying feet? It feels like you've always been here.

It is a sad day at Westhaven today. We lost Sleepy. I don't know how... one minute he was there and 10 minutes later when a tired mommy with a headache finally got both kids strapped into the car I realized we didn't have him. So... I unload both kids and with the headache now at full force headed back into Wal*mart to look for him. I searched for 30 minutes retraced my steps but alas no Sleepy. I fear the lovable little guy is gone for good. It was heart breaking to hear Miriam call for him as if he could answer... "Here Sleepy! Sleepy, where are you?"

So Saturday lunch was a little late since we had been outside dumping sand on each other... I mean, enjoying a nice fall day. Due to the late lunch and/or having to leave the sand pile, both of my children were very whiny. They continued to whine all the way through lunch. At one point, Miriam was whining that she wanted ham not the turkey she had. When I told her I didn't have ham to give her, she REALLY started to whine. At which point, I joked to Brian...