Tiny Dancer

My little munchkin had her first dance recital last night! It went well, I got very nervous for her as the time for her turn on stage got closer. All I really wanted was for her not to cry, puke or wet her pants. And if she had fun, even better. I would have to say that it was a success. Although she was in the complete wrong spot a couple times she had fun & kept dancing.

Sick Day

I dropped Faith off at daycare this morning and went to work. Shortly before 8:30 my cell phone rang. I picked it up to shut the ringer off & looked at who was calling. It was Faith's daycare. So, I answered. Her baby sitter asked if I could come pick Faith up because she had just puked all over the living room. I told her I'd be over shortly.
I said, rather loudly, "I have to go pick up my daughter, she just threw up." I said it mostly so the boss would hear me, but the other two did too (it is a small office).
The new lady had actually just set down in the boss's office to go over some stuff with him and she said to me "Oh, so what are you going to do?"
"Um, go pick her up" (Didn't I just say that? Could have swore I did.....)
I was not in the mood for her and since she was in John's office I went back to talk to Ron. I told him I would see if the husband could come home at noon & switch me so I could come back to work. We were really busy yesterday with claims because of all the tornados/storms from the weekend and I have a lot of work to do. But, I didn't know. I may not be back today.
Anyway, left a message for the husband to call me back & let me know. I picked up Faith and on our way home she said "mommy, as soon as we get home can I go throw up in the bathroom? I still really need to." Um, sure! I just hoped she could hold it in across town! So, she's thrown up a few more times since then. And, the husband called. They had a server go down at work so there's no way he can take off this afternoon. However, his grandma can watch Faith, I just have to driver her the 20 or so minutes over there. We're waiting awhile until we see how the puking goes.
I feel bad for not just staying home with her when she's feeling crappy, but I've already taken the whole day off tomorrow because Faith has rehersal in the morning for her friday night dance recital. Not only does 2 days not being paid kind of suck, but I have so much work to do. I figure it will pile up thursday too, so there will be that much more for me friday. That and the new lady doesn't do a whole lot. And, she's not staying. More on that later.

Silly Faith

So, I got a new camera and of course I have to try it out!
Little miss Faith is a ham.

Growing Up

My little sister graduated last weekend. I'm not sure what her summer plans are. I know she has to help out with some volleyball camps this summer. And, she's going to Hawaii this summer to play volleyball again for a week like she did last year. Other than that, I hope she makes time to spend with her nieces & nephew. Once school starts I think she's going to miss them. She's playing volleyball at school & they have games wednesday & saturdays so I don't know that she'll get to see them very much during the season. Poor Faith is pretty used to seeing Ashley at least every other weekend. She loves to follow her around and do "Ashley stuff" (like borrow her necklaces, go to the store & get a sucker, or just generally follow her around & act like a teenager).

Baby Stuff (of course)

For the last several weeks Faith has been insisting she's having a baby sister. Any time anyone mentions the baby she says "I know, I'm having a sister!" Then, everyone always looks at us like, you know what you're having & didn't tell us! Um, no. Faith is just insisting it's a girl.
At the beginning of last week, she started saying she was having a brother. Every time (just like when she'd say it was a girl) we gently remind her that MAYBE she'd have a brother, but it could be a sister. I just really didn't want her getting stuck on one or the other.
Last Friday we had a sonogram & took Faith with us so she could see the baby wiggling around & hear it's heartbeat. As she got started, the woman doing the sonogram asked if we were wanting to find out what we were having. We told her we did, so she got right down to business. Just in case the baby wasn't cooperating, there were plenty of other things she had to measure & we could come back to it later.
Our child is not shy. Right away you could see the scrawny little legs in a "V" with knobby knees at the top. And a teenie weenie poking up in between. It's a boy! I tried to scan the picture but it didn't work too well. When I have a minute I'll try it again but I can't promise anything.
So, Faith is telling EVERYONE she's having a baby brother. (the people at the store while we were shopping, the woman who checked us out) It's so cute, every once in awhile she comes up to me & says "I can't believe I'm having a baby brother!"
As for me, I'm excited, but it's an adjustment! I think just beacuse I know what I'm doing with a baby girl (well, as much as you can anyway) and I'm just a little nervous of the change!
The day after the sonogram I had a baby shower to go to for the husband's cousin & his fiancee. They're having a girl in early June. So, after the shower I came home & sorted through 2 huge plastic tubs of baby girl clothes. I kept a few of Faith's things (like what she came home from the hospital in & a few other special things) and anything gender neutral that I would put a boy in. The rest was sent home with them to Colorado.
Then, I went & bought some cute little boy things! Time to start thinking blue!
Oh, and MOST importantly, the baby looks great & is growing just like he's supposed to. He's still measuring a week ahead.
Also, want to know how much of a dork I am? They told me that by his measurements he weighs about 10oz. So, when i went back to work I piled up envelopes on the postage meter to 10oz so I could feel in my hands how much he weighs. It's heavier than you'd think! Yes, I'm a dork, but it was fun!

Dog Day

Everyday for work I go to the post office to get our mail. I pulled up Friday and this just made my day!

It seriously looks like to dogs were out for a drive and had to stop at the post office.

It made me smile & I just had to share!

Three Years....

It's been three years since my cousins death.

I have to say, since his death and my uncle T's cancer, our family has gotten a lot better at making a point to get together. They all still fight some, but at least we're all there.

And he's always missed.