Conversation with Eliza

It is so funny to hear Eliza talk. Sometimes I wish she would talk where I could record it so I could always remember her "talking" right now. Because I know that NO ONE but me and Silas understands much of what she is saying. But WE KNOW... and SHE KNOWS how to get her point across.

At lunch today I asked what they wanted to watch while they ate. I happened to ask if they wanted to watch Wonder Pets. To which Eliza said:

"NO! I no yach yundar yets! I yach Ta-Tash"

(Translation: "No! I no watch Wonder Pets! I watch Ta-Tash" (which is Tasha on Backyardigans)

She really is talking a lot more, a lot of it makes no sense, but most of the time I know EXACTLY what she is saying or what she wants.

Dare I say it?

Well, I have put this off for a few weeks now. It all started with an attempt on MLK weekend. It was a long weekend and I knew we would be stuck at home a lot because it was so cold. Eliza's teacher had been encouraging me to try it because she stays dry at school and goes potty for her. So I tried it. I decided to dive into...Potty Training. Using underwear was not that successful of an adventure. My guess is that because the smallest size that I could buy do not touch her anywhere, she could not feel that she had anything on. I have never been a Pull**Ups kind of mom. I just thought that it was more like changing diaper styles and not really potty training. But, since "panties" were not working, we went and picked some out Pull-Ups. AND LORD HAVE MERCY... it was a potty training miracle. I mean when you are a princess yourself, the last thing you want to do is "pee-pee on the princesses". So, Eliza is potty-trained. Even though I wince a little when I say that for fear that I might mess it up, she has not had a pee-pee or poop accident in over a week. AND she has only gotten up from bed time wet 2 times (and that was my fault because I was slow in going to get her out of bed). Her potty dance is precious, and I would love to catch it on film...but that may be too much to ask.

Now the task is transferring from the princess Pull**Up to the princess panties. And the girl is in love with her Princess Pull**Ups. Anybody got any ideas on "cinching" panties?

Favorite Foto Friday

This is my Fave Foto Friday and Wordless Wednesday post all rolled into one. I wanted to put up a picture from Brent and Baylor's duck hunting adventure last weekend on Wednesday. But Brent took the pictures to work and has not brought them back. There were some really cute pictures, and Baylor said some really cute things like..."I got to do something I always dreamed of" (when I asked what's that?, he said) "I got to hold a green head mallard." He also said that seeing up to 2,000 ducks flying over his head at one time was "AMAZING".

Thanks, Daddy... for bringing them home.

For those of you who thought that the green head mallard would be cute and sweet and innocent (and perhaps ALIVE) sorry. That's how it works in the life of a hunter.
Not to mention that I am not sure you could really ever hold a green head mallard, alive.

Laundry

My mom and I had a discussion on Saturday. A friend of hers told her to tell me that when the baby comes, I will not know what to do with all the added laundry. REALLY??? I am not sure I will notice!!!!!!!!!!




Usually I do not do all the laundry in one day, because it makes me tired and a little grumpy. But I thought I would today... just to see. This is our laundry for the week. I did 9 loads... and to be honest, Brent and I did not have full loads. I did our laundry mid week last week. I also still have a baseball uniform in the dryer, a load of kitchen towels in the washer, and a velvet dress to wash alone and on delicate.

I mean when there is this much laundry produced in a week, who is going to notice that there is 7 extra sleepers???

I guess I need to thank God that:
1. We can afford the clothes.
2. We have a washing machine and dryer in our home and I do not have to go to the laundry mat.
3. That I have beautiful warm bodies to fill all those clothes.

Anxiety and Crossed Legs

I will not go into a bunch of detail because there is no reason to bring out the anxiety again, but with this pregnancy I have been dealing with a lot of anxiety. When you travel with family and close friends through various situations that can occur during any pregnancy, you begin to see that just being able to deliver a healthy baby is a true miracle. Yesterday, I had a doctor's appointment. She asked if everything was going well, and if I were feeling better. I told her yes (as evidenced by my weight gain) that I was feeling much better. But I shared with her that I was anxious for my 20 week ultrasound because of the anxiety that I was feeling toward certain situations. Being the great doc that she is, she said... "Well, let's just pull out the ultrasound machine and take a look", so she did. And I was very thankful. My anxiety is gone. The baby looks great, the fluid around the baby looks great, you could see a small spot where the bladder was working properly and she could even see shadows that looked like kidney's (but it is still early to see clearly). Of course she did not do in depth screening on the heart, but it is coming soon... and it was pumping away. I also got the results of my Nucal screen and the results could not be any better for the baby and any chance of chromosomal disorder. WHEW! Thank you, Jesus for an answer to prayer.

And for those curious minds, she did ask if I wanted to know the gender. Brent was not there with me so I said "Why, not!" (He He He) She looked and looked wiggled and pushed, but littlest Jones was shy and comfy sitting in the "criss-cross applesauce" pose.

My big ultrasound is in 3 weeks.

The best $1.99 spent in a while...

I just love that bubbles never get old, and are always full of fun and laughter!

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