A Much Needed Update (With Plenty of Pics!)

Seeing how I haven't really blogged about Ellie yet, I think it's about time, now that she is 2 1/2 months old.

She is an excellent baby. Started out by waking up only a couple times a night, then for about the last three weeks she has been sleeping from 9:30p.m. to 8:00a.m. (as long as Isabell dosen't wake her up first). Lucky right? Well, apparently I jinxed my luck by talking about it too much and with too much smugness because she is starting to wake up in the middle of the night. However, it is only once so I'm still pretty lucky. And she only fills the britches once a day too :-) Now, moving on to more exciting things, Ellie LOVES to talk, especially to her Daddy. I don't see her smile, laugh or talk to anyone like she does to her Daddy, and he loves it. She has been smiling since she was about 4 weeks old and talking since about 7 weeks. She is also really good at holding her head up and has been for quite some time.

Isabell has started potty training. We're going on her third week. I know, I just need to buckle down and be more serious about it and she would probably be out of diapers completely, but slowly we're getting there. When we were at the store to pick our her underwear she had the choice to pick Tinker Bell or Superhero and of course she choose ... SUPERHERO! She is her Papa's granddaughter. Although unless you bring it up she always asks to have her diaper back on after going potty on the toliet. She's started a gymnastics class with Maddison but that will be a blog of it's own. Besides that she loves going down to Onalaska whenever she can to see both sets of grandparents. Isabell espeically loves all the lights at Dad's house. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Christmas lights!" That is usually her expression as soon as I turn on the lights at our house so she will just be dazzled when all of Dad's are up.

Now the two of them together is so adorable. Isabell loves Ellie so much. She still gets really excited whenever Ellie is awake and wants her to be set someplace that Isabell can go look at her. Isabell loves to pet Ellie, and read to her and play with her when she's on the groung or in her swing. Sometimes she even sings to Ellie. And she is the best helper, she'll throw away diapers, bring Ellie's blanket or get me diapers or Ellie's pacifier. I'm really lucky and thankful to have her, and Ellie for daughters. Even though sometimes I lose me cool with 'em I love them so much and they always make me smile.

As for Spencer and I, well I just stay at home with the girls (and have been decorating for Christmas!), and Spencer can't wait to be done with this semester of school since it is one of his hardest. And this weekend he runs at Lake Padden (WWU) for regionals and he has a really good shot at going to Nationals, he just has to beat his teammate unfortunately, so the girls and I are going up to cheer him on. Now I'm not very good about putting pictures in the blog so they will just follow after it. Enjoy!



Here we have Isabell reading to Ellie when she is 1 week.




Some more reading when Ellie is 1 1/2 months




Isabell and Madison




Isabell feeding Madison some popcorn.




Ellie was asleep first and Isabell came in and decided to "go to sleep" by her sister. She was just pretending. It only lasted a few minutes then she started to read to her.



Isabell in her superhero underwear for the first time!

Eating a popsicle while on the potty.



Helping Mommy clean up leaves.




Then she decided to sit in the middle of my pile.





Later she did "jump" in them and mess them all up. It was cute so I let it slide ;)



Taken just a couple of days ago. Smiling!

 

Isabell in her new Christmas robe after a bath.



 The last two are just for comparison to see how Ellie has changed.



Ellie three days old.



Taken today, 2 1/2 months old.



Ellie Wants to Watch Too!

So last night we had a family movie night watching How to Train Your Dragon. As we were getting ready to watch the movie Isabell hops into the rocking chair (which is pretty much "her" chair now) and says, "Ellie wants to watch too! Ellie sit right here by me." So there I sat Ellie. It was so cute though. Isabell was all excited and said her new favorite phrase when she's excited, "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh, mommy, the dragon movie. I'm so excited!!" Isabell kept her arm around Ellie until Ellie got fussy and started crying. Then Isabell said, "Ellie's done. She crying." Good to know Isabell will stick by her sister through the good and the bad. We all really enjoyed the movie. Isabell kept asking where the dragon went if he wasn't on screen. Something she does will all movies and one of the main characters.

I not super cute

This was a conversation Isabell and I had today in her room while she was playing. And for some background information, Isabell is going to be Superman for Halloween.

Isabell - "Mommy, I cute."

Me - "Yes, Isabell you're cute. You're super cute."

Isabell - "No, I not super cute."

Me - "You're not?"

Isabell - "No, I be Superman, not super cute."

A Difference

I know I have gotten behind on the blogging on all the exciting events happening in my life, but unfortunately this blog really isn't about that either.

The other day I saw this quote that really made me stop and think. Then it helped to remind me what motherhood is all about and what's really important in this life. It helped me regain some perspective that in my tired state I had set on the back burner of my mind.

I wanted to remember this quote and a little bit of how it made me feel and share it with others because I really liked it.

"One hundred years from now, it will not matter what my bank account was, how big my house was, or what kind of car I drove. But the world may be a little better, because I was important in the life of MY child."–Forest E. Witcraft

Playing Doctor

Yesterday we had a small gathering over at my parents house since it was so hot. They had the pools all filled up and ready to go. While playing at the playground Isabell found a play stethoscope (yeah we were a little iffy about it since we didn't know where it had been but she was having so much fun with it, so we just let it go) and started listening to everyone's heart. Mom said Isabell listened to her heart, said it wasn't good, threw some rocks on it and said, "All better." If only it were that easy to fix actual heart problems. So here are some pics to remember it by.

Isabell listening to Peyton's "heart", from the back apparently.

And now she's listening to his hand. Peyton's getting a full check-up.

Peyton actually listening to Isabell's heart. He was the only one to listen to the heart.

 Isabell just liked using it for other body parts.

More of listening to Peyton's hand.

And now she's listening to Peyton's eye.

Listening to Peyton's ear.

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"Mama, no bars on bed!!!"

Mama singing Isabell a song in her new bed with no bars.

The couple of weeks leading up to 7/20/10 this is what I heard almost every morning and after every nap. I would go to take Isabell out of her crib and she would be crying about the bars on her bed, saying she didn't like them and that they scared her (she's also going through a stage where EVERYTHING scares her, or at least that's what she says.) So on the 20 before her nap Spencer decided to take the front bars off of her crib turning her crib into a "big girl bed", kind of. With her cup of milk she went down pretty ok.

Now it must be said that I have been very hesitant to change her bed. I was afriad of how she might deal with it, and I also wasn't ready for her to grow up that much more.

Well she woke up a couple hours later, got out of bed, and knocked on her door. I went and opened it and the first thing she said to me was, "Mama, no bars on my bed. Mama, put bars in garage sale." I asked her if she wanted the bars back on her bed and she said no, so it appeared to have been successful, that is until the evening. When it came time for bed she wanted the bars back on, Spencer however wouldn't budge (and I do say Spencer because I was all for giving that sad crying girl what she wanted).

The end result? Weeks later and the bars have not returned. It only took her a couple of nights to get used to not having the bars there. Now she really likes being able to get in and out of her bed on her own (and I must say, so do I).