I Should Write a Book!

People have told me that I should write a book with Rory as the main character, because she is such a character! Here's some funny things she's said and done recently:

When we were in Boulder City over Christmas break, we were driving in the car with Grandma Rose. Grandma came to a really quick stop.
Rory: "Grandma, you drive fast!"
Grandma: "Well, I wasn't really driving fast, I was just coming to a quick stop."
Rory (very seriously): "Then why am I saying "weeeeee"?"

Here's some other funny things she has said:

"Does cheese be from cow poo?"

"Danielle let me see her eye-tacts." (in reference to contacts)


When we were at church yesterday the bishop set me apart for my new calling. Glen, Izzy and Rory were all in the same room, and during the blessing Rory put her Strawberry shortcake doll up to my nose so that I could smell it. :) It was really hard for me to concentrate on what was said in that blessing!

There are so many more funny things that she says and does on a regular basis. I really need to keep a notebook nearby at all times so that I can write them down as they occur.

The Lazy Blogger

After a few pathetic months of “blog laziness”, I’m going to try and make a comeback. With Thanksgiving and Christmas vacationing getting in the way, I have not been able to focus on my blog. I have no excuse for January. However, I have continued to read everyone else’s blogs even if I haven’t been commenting as much—again due to my recent “blog laziness”.

Here are some reasons for the “lazy blogger syndrome”:

1—Children: Children cannot stand for their mothers to do things that don’t include them. They will be happily playing and then you get on the phone or turn the computer on and they immediately long for your attention. So not only do they want your full attention on them most of the time, but they need you to feed them, bathe them, clothe them, clean up after them, diaper them, drive them to and fro, discipline them, etc., etc…. not that we don’t love every minute of it! ☺







2—Lack of sleep: Many late nights blogging and bloggers need some time to catch up on sleep. This is a result of kids not letting us blog in daylight—refer to “Children” above.

3—Husbands: I don’t know if it’s this way for everyone, but my husband doesn’t like the time I spend blogging. He wants me to spend my late nights with him. And he doesn’t want to chat, if you get my drift ☺

4—Mental block: Take a long day of taking care of children after getting no sleep the night before because of a late night blogging and then add an unsatisfied husband and you get “mental block”, cuz you just want to block it all out!

5—Low # of blog posts: Yes, the number of people that comment on our blogs affects our motivation to continue blogging—not to say that the few people who do post comments aren’t important. They are “the loyal bloggers”. Although I aspire to one day having a huge number of posts regularly from friends and family, two or three comments are better than none! For those of you that do read my blog and post comments, your posts are tremendously appreciated and I get a rush of “blog exhilaration” when I read them. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Regardless of these few reasons that might cause “lazy blogger syndrome”, I am determined to overcome my “blog laziness” and get on board the “bloggwagon” again. I’ve missed it and can’t wait to hear from “the loyal bloggers” again.

Izzy Update

Little Izzy is making her parents proud. She has been able to say dadadadada and mamamamama for a while now. Mamamamama came first.:) Over the Christmas break she began saying some new things. She loves dogs, and as I was pointing to a picture of one she said "doggie". She'll also say "da" and "goggie"--in reference to dogs of course. When I say "ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff..." she tries to mimic me by saying "ba, ba, ba, ba...".

She got a baby from her aunt and uncle for Christmas, and she loves it! For baby she says "baba" with a huge smile on her face as she's hugging it.

Her big sister and dad like to tickle her while saying "tickle, tickle, tickle tickle..." and so she's started saying "ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka."

Her biggest advancement as of late is that she's taking steps--1 to 2 at a time. She can also stand up in the middle of the room without holding on to anything for support.

We sure are proud of our little Isabella!

Baby Blooms

My friend Lenore and I have just officially started up a business together. We specifically sell what we call "Baby Blooms", which are adhesive flower hair accessories.






The adhesive is truly a wonderful thing for the fact that it actually stays on the baby's head. Also, because these "blooms" are so lightweight, the baby doesn't even notice they're there. We are also selling what we call "Paci Lassos". These are sparkly beaded pacifier holders to add a little extra bling to your baby, while serving the functional purpose of keeping the pacifier from falling on the ground and getting dirty or lost. Unfortunately, I don't have a picture of these to post, and it's too late at night for me to try and get one, but they are super cute! Check out our website www.mybabyblooms.com and do tell all your friends with baby girls about it! You can order directly from our website. These also make great Baby Shower or Christmas gifts. :)

PATHETIC!

Yes, I have now been home from my vacation to Vegas for a week. I've done many things since coming back, most of which has been my normal routine--kids stuff, cleaning house, carpooling, seeing friends etc. Even though I have a certain level of organization in my life, there's also that side of me that puts certain things off til I just can't stand it anymore. Yesterday I was in the kitchen doing dishes, and Izzy was in the living room playing with her toys--so I thought. I came out to check on her and, lo and behold, she was in the suitcase that had been sitting by the couch and that I had been rummaging through for the girls' and my clothes everyday since I got home a week ago. This procrastination to unpack has happened on numerous occasions. I hate unpacking my suitcase! Although it was adorable and hilarious, Isabella’s adventure in the suitcase made me realize it was time to unpack. Maybe one day I’ll actually unpack the very day I get home from vacation.

Deja Vu

Since we've moved to Walnut Creek, Rory has made a new best friend--Maren Isom. Maren has a twin brother named Wells. They are both so adorable! It has been really fun to see these kids play together. It brings back so many good memories of my childhood with my best friend Mindy and her twin brother Eric.


Maren, Wells, and Rory

Me, Mindy, and Eric

I don't think my mom brushed my hair the day she took this picture. :) In contrast, Rory and the Isom twins had school pictures in the photo above, hence the well-groomed appearance of all three of them.

P.S. For those of you who may be worried that Rory might be reliving my childhood, Maren doesn't have a manipulative bone in her body, and most importantly, Tanya (Maren's mother) is nothing like you know who. :)

Stirring and Stirring and Stirring our Brew, Whooo!...Whooo!

The title of this post is a line from one of the Halloween songs that Rory and her class sang at their Halloween sing-a-long yesterday. I was very impressed at how well the children knew those songs. I was a proud mommy! The one bad thing about it was that we discovered that our video camera's battery needs to be replaced. Unfortunately we were unable to record the preschool show, but we got pictures.

We had the opportunity to spend Halloween night in Danville--where people only give out GOOD candy! Rory's bucket was full by the end of the night, and there was no gross candy. It was all good--except for maybe the rock hard popcorn ball. :) There was also a small yet spooky haunted house, which Rory conquered. I was more scared than she was. After we went through, she kept asking me if I was proud that she didn't get scared. :)













These girls are just too cute! I am such a proud mommy! And Mimi, Izzy's little best friend, was the cutest little skunk I've ever seen. Her mom, Nor was little red riding hood. Unfortunately I didn't get a picture of her cute costume. Dax was the big bad wolf. I didn't dress up. I know--boring! Glen's costume was him in normal dress holding a skull. He wanted to see if everyone could guess who he was. Have you guessed yet? Yep, he was Hamlet.