Daddy doesn't have to mow often in the winter, maybe once a month, but he has a little helper when it is time to mow!
Here she is before the stomach flu hit on January 3.....poor girl! She was such a trooper!
She loves her computer.....otherwise known as a "puter" and I found her like this in the days after Christmas. She is the sweetest child!
The is the only picture I got of T in her Christmas dress on Christmas morning. She will be wearing it in a few days to church again so I will try to get some better ones then.
T loves a phone. Fake phone, cell phone, land line....even the remote can be a phone. She is also getting really good at unlocking our cell phones to get to "birds"(angry birds) and music. Sometimes she is a vit of a stinker about it makes us have to use our parenta voice, she then listens well.
Wow, it has been a long few days and Taron isn't all the way over the flu yet. I am so far behind, need to pay bills, organize a mess of a house before the In Laws show up on Friday, grocery and Costco shop and sleep when I can find time. Oh and go back and spell check the postal from when I was sick and make them "make a little sense". I am almost excited for a few days at home with just T so I can get some stuff done!
First on the list is sleep, must sleep, so goodnight!
Got the flu! What a great 24 hours it has been, but what can one do. I got it the worst out of anyone, but I am truly amazed at the resilience of our sweet baby girl. On the mend now and am excites for my weekend get a away with my hubby. It will be our first time away from T over night since she came home from the hospital....wish us luck!
I was woken up at 12:30 am or otherwise know as o dark thirty by a screaming baby. When I went into her room I found a baby and a bed covered in throw up. She then decided to throw up on me as I was getting her out of the crib. We were up all night. She finally stopped the constant throwing up about 3 and we mapped for 45 minutes. Up until 5 then and after that sheslept from 5-7 in me on the couch. She asked milk at 7:30 this morning so we are trying it and seeing what happens....praying it doesn't come back up. I would so anything in the world to keep her from getting this.
So the quote of the morning. She is playing in a box, falls over and states, " I broke it" " I hurt it". Then grabs her broom and sweeps it. Gotta love her!
