Sprite & Chips

Posted on March 8, 2013 by Abbie

Most moms will know what is going on and why by observing the title and picture. Unfortuantely, success is slow going.

For those a little behind the times. Bryant is slowly…ever so slowly, jumping on the potty train. Truth be told (Southern colloquialisms rearing their ugly head again), he was probably ready about two to three months ago but I just didn’t have the heart or organized brain to start. And now, we’ve hit it late and are hitting a wall of stubbornness.

This means that if I put Bryant in underwear he will hold it all morning long until he can’t hold it anymore or until I put a diaper on him for nap. And then he goes like Niagara falls.

He’s given us all the signs that he’s ready:
1. Talks well and incessantly.
2. Knows when he is wet (in underwear)
3. Will tell us that he needs a diaper change
4. Can get dressed and undressed by himself.

There’s just no motivation and chocolate doesn’t even motivate him. Really? Chocolate. Come on. I’m totally motivated by chocolate. I think we may have to use a train or action figure to get him to go.

The picture above was taken in January and we’re still dealing with the same issues. I know he’ll get it. Some day. But for now he’s perfectly content to say, “Mom, I need a diaper change.”

Hi. My name is Abbie…

Posted on February 26, 2013 by Abbie

Just thought I would introduce myself. It’s been super busy. Two weeks ago, we were getting ready to go out of town and then we went out of town and then we came back and then I spent three days with my Lilla Rose business at a booth all. day. long. And then we went to a church conference and then here we are two weeks later and I haven’t put a thing on the blog.

Really, I though the last post was too epic to put anything for while.

I’ll post some funnies from the kids. As soon as I find them on facebook.

We are learning Psalm 119 in church. We’re doing 8 verses a month (that’s one section a month). And, to make it easier, we’re doing it in song. And it does make it easier. So much so that Ceili Rain, 3, has been walking around the house singing the first eight verses, aleph. It just melts my heart ya’ll. Here’s a link to a cd that we are playing over and over again in the van.
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Ceili Rain, 3, continues to be a sweet MIT. She is not only co-sleeping with her baby doll, but one night I caught her nursing in bed. Crunchy mama indeed.
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Malachi, at 10 months, can climb the stairs. First time we’ve had a baby and stairs to contend with. He has yet to prove that he can climb down the stairs. I may die of a heart attack soon.
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Next up is Liam (7). On the way home tonight we were listening to Adventures in Odyssey and it was talking about being bold for your faith. Liam kept saying, “I don’t think anyone wants to be bold. Nope, no one really wants to be bold.” We finally got him to stop talking long enough to ask him why he felt that way.

“I don’t think anyone wants to be bold. Because it means you don’t have any hair.”

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Ceili Rain seems to have taken the majority of funnies this past month. Here’s another. I was getting a meal ready in the kitchen and Ceili Rain was in there as well. Her siblings were up in the backyard or something. This is what I heard as I worked:

“Duck, duck, duck, GOOSE!” She sighs (a big sigh), “I’m it again.”

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And finally, I know almost everyone has seen the banana slicer reviews but have you seen the reviews for uranium ore?

This Means War!

Posted on January 30, 2013 by Abbie

Ah, we’re now in to January! Aren’t ya’ll excited? Our January has been rather non-eventful. Until today. But I’ll tell you about that tomorrow.

Anyway, January 1st came upon us and I declared a battle of foam darts and generic “nerf” guns was in order. We stocked up. And Kristina made a mad dash for ammo and artillery and the war commenced. The kids quickly decided it would be adults against children. I do not think that was very fair since there were ten of them and three of us. But it’s safe to say we all survived and no one broke a bone.

The kids strategizing!

Zoe and some other children decided they needed away to transport their ammo. Zoe chose this lovely basket! It’s all about how you accessorize, people.

I found this crew in a fall out shelter (aka the puppet theater in a corner of the playroom). They were safe and sound and having their own little play time.