Saturday, April 27, 2013
Growing...
I really didn't see how much she had grown until I looked back at old pictures. When I say old pictures I mean from only 1 month ago! She has doubled in size.
This was at 14 weeks.
Here we are at 15 weeks.
She saw a sister today when we were getting her shots. They were identical but different personalities. I think we got the better end of the deal.
Ainsley sat patiently and watched this dog want to go in all directions.
Monday, April 22, 2013
Stories to Remember...
It's almost daily when I hear from Sydney's teachers..."You've got to hear what Sydney said today!"
I forget most of them so I'm really going to try and write them down. There were some good ones recently.
Story 1
Let me set the scene. Sydney's room has a door to the outside playground that they often leave open. One teacher is out, one is in. So one day while playing outside Sydney storms in raises her hands in the air and announces, "That's it! I've had it! I need a drink." She goes over to her juice cup and downs it.
I'm pretty sure we haven't modeled that behavior at home.
Story 2
Sydney: "Mommy, when am I going to be shot in the heart with an arrow by an Indian?"
Me: "Ummm...what?"
Sydney: My teacher said she was shot in the heart by an Indian and she fell in love. When am I going to fall in love?"
Me: "Cupid! Do you mean cupid?" thinking...Really? Are we having this conversation at the age of 4?
Story 3
While walking back across the grass there is a huge puddle. Their teacher stands guard of the puddle and says, "To the left! To the left!" Sydney stops mid line, puts her hands on hips, turns to her teacher and says, "I just love Beyonce!"
(FYI- She sings a song with those words. Don't know where this child put that song with the singer. She is something else!)
I continue to wonder whose child she really is...but until I figure that out I'll continue to enjoy the fantastic stories :o)
I forget most of them so I'm really going to try and write them down. There were some good ones recently.
Story 1
Let me set the scene. Sydney's room has a door to the outside playground that they often leave open. One teacher is out, one is in. So one day while playing outside Sydney storms in raises her hands in the air and announces, "That's it! I've had it! I need a drink." She goes over to her juice cup and downs it.
I'm pretty sure we haven't modeled that behavior at home.
Story 2
Sydney: "Mommy, when am I going to be shot in the heart with an arrow by an Indian?"
Me: "Ummm...what?"
Sydney: My teacher said she was shot in the heart by an Indian and she fell in love. When am I going to fall in love?"
Me: "Cupid! Do you mean cupid?" thinking...Really? Are we having this conversation at the age of 4?
Story 3
While walking back across the grass there is a huge puddle. Their teacher stands guard of the puddle and says, "To the left! To the left!" Sydney stops mid line, puts her hands on hips, turns to her teacher and says, "I just love Beyonce!"
(FYI- She sings a song with those words. Don't know where this child put that song with the singer. She is something else!)
I continue to wonder whose child she really is...but until I figure that out I'll continue to enjoy the fantastic stories :o)
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Dog Update
Ainsley is currently 16.5 pounds. She's gaining. I know she's longer by an inch or two and seems to be a bit taller. Problem is is that I remember to measure her when she's up running around and that just doesn't work out too well.
Her second week with us I was ready to send her back. No sleep, stinky surprises after school, and moonlight swims all contributed to a not so happy mommy. Thankfully after week 2 she got her act together and settled down into a routine. She can stay and once again I feel like saying nice things about her.
They are both smiling and looking at the camera! I should just stop taking pictures. It doesn't get much better than this.
They seem to be buds. There's a lot of wrestling around here between these guys. This is a picture right after Jack grabbed her around the neck and threw her down. He's got some moves.
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