Sweet Girl

There's not anything especially exciting about this video.. just Lyla being sweet Lyla. She's so shy not many people get to hear her voice!

9 month old cutie

Lucy Rae, making some calls while sitting on the porch watching the snow melt!

Oh brothers

Jeff went a little stir crazy during all the snow days so he painted Lyla's room. Again. And started it at like 5pm.. so of course she couldn't sleep in there that night. I told the boys Lyla was going to sleep in their room with them and they were SOOOO EXCITED. They even made her a little bed. They laid her pink blanket over their toy box, grabbed a pillow off the couch, put a coat on her (???), covered her with Brock's "camo" (that's what he calls it) and even boxed her in with the US map off the wall and Lucy Rae's push toy. They take such good care of her!! Truly unbelievable how long she stayed there like that. Of course I had to move her to her sleeping bag on the floor... but I'm proud of our boys for being so creative and loving her so much.

So much snow!

Well.. like 5 inches.. but for around here, that's A LOT! It started snowing late Sunday night... this is what we woke up to Monday morning. So pretty!

Of course this is GA so we don't have plows or salt trucks or anything so we had NO SCHOOL! Fun on Monday and Tuesday, but as the week went on and they called out school for Wednesday, Thursday and Friday we started getting a little stir crazy!

So we built this giant igloo in our front yard.

I have a feeling this thing will take some time to melt... but it's fun to play in!

9 months!

Lucy is growing like a weed! She's still doing her army crawl to get around.. and she gets around FAST. She's kind of like a human vacuum cleaner. Totally gross. She'll eat ANYTHING she finds on the floor... food crumbs, paper bits, magazines, rocks, legos, ANYTHING. She's so used to me finger swiping her mouth that now she just automatically opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue when I pick her up. She's so cute. So funny. We're so happy we get to have her in our family!

2011.. off to an interesting start.

* Lyla is 2 years old and really wants to potty like a big girl... several times a day she'll say to me "I haf-ta go potty, I haf-ta go potty!" To which I always reply "Great! Go in your diaper!".. Jeff says I've already lost the Mother of the Year award (one week in) for that one. Honestly though.. picture me in the back of the grocery store with 4 kids and a 2 year old bladder. No chance I'll make it to the front of the store in time to cram everyone into a nasty public bathroom, help her with her pants while balancing the baby on my hip and preventing the boys from touching any nasty thing they can find. Is potty training really that big of a deal??

*We have been very fortunate with kids who sleep REALLY WELL. In bed by 8 and normally we don't hear a peep out of them until at least 7am. So I know I shouldn't complain when we hit a bad night.. but man.. it's like they plan it or something! Last night Brock had a bad dream and I had to go hide the Curious George stuffed monkey that was "making him" have bad dreams at 4:30am. Then at 5am he called me in there because he was "all sweaty".. Lucy woke up after that squealing and wanting to play. After finally getting her back asleep, I accidentally overslept and woke up to Brodey covered in puke.
Me: "Brodey, when did you throw up??"
Brodey: "Last night"
Me: "You woke up, threw up and then went back to sleep??!"
Brodey: "Nope, I threw up before I went to sleep."
Me: "Was I sleeping???"
Brodey: "Nope, I could hear you guys talking"
Me: "????? Why didn't you yell for me??"
Brodey: "I did once but you didn't hear me so I went to sleep"
Me: "In your puke??!?!?!"
Brodey: "Nah.. I put my pillow pet over it."

Wow. And this was no small amount of vomit. I was all over him and on every pillow/stuffed animal/blanket and piece of bedding on that bed. Jeff checked on him before bed but I guess he couldn't smell it because Brodey was laying on top of it. Boys.

* Lyla was sitting across from Jeff the other night asking for some "ass cream". Over and over and over. Poor Jeff looked so upset and kept asking me why she was saying that. "Ass cream" to Lyla is "ICE cream" to the rest of us.

2011 should be a pretty exciting year for us! I can't wait!