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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

remi is...

au·da·cious!  [aw-dey-shuhs]
adjective

1. extremely bold or daring; recklessly brave; fearless: an audacious explorer.
2. extremely original; without restriction to prior ideas; highly inventive
3. recklessly bold in defiance of convention, propriety, or the like; insolent; brazen.
4. lively; unrestrained; uninhibited: an audacious interpretation of her role.



HAPPY 5th BIRTHDAY TO MY BEAUTIFUL REMINGTON...
who makes our lives...
interesting...
and colorful!
We are blessed.
And we love you more than you'll ever know!

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

on the weather...

Be prepared!
There's a cold front coming.
Thursday's predicted high: 96 degrees.
S#*T!!!

Monday, August 29, 2011

gifting

This weekend we celebrated Remington's upcoming birthday number 5!
There was gymnastics fun with friends.
Then swimming and dinner at Meme's!

So what does gifting entail for a 5 year old girl in 2011?
barbies
make up
princess  wear
scratch-offs
smurfs
build a bear stuff
money
pretty purses
and
an iTouch
(oh my!)

Meme's iPhone 3 (no longer in use) was converted to an iTouch
for Remi.
She loves it
(of course!)
Makes sense, Remi knows my phone
better than I do.
She was definitely surprised:






Friday, August 26, 2011

nine months!


Happy Nine Months Parker Katherine!
You've been in the world as long as you were in the tummy!
It's quite a marker!

So what are you up to at nine months?

You call everyone, and most everything,
"Aaava!"
Ava is the dog's name.
You say "Mamamamama" and "Dadada" infrequently.
And most of the time you are referring to
anything
but us!

You're very curious about the stairs
and would probably
climb them, given the opportunity.

You're perfecting the running crawl.

You give those baby, open-mouthed
kisses.
And "low-fives."

You pull yourself  up on everything!
You'd be walking if your Mommy and sisters would put forth any effort.
But we don't want you growing up so fast.

You love your king size bed and I think we've officially
kicked your Daddy out of it.
;)
We can't leave you on the bed for a second
of waking moments
because you'll crawl to the edge and tumble off.


You're quite the investigator.
What's in this drawer?
This basket?
This cabinet?

You study Charlee's face with intent
while she tries to teach you to call her
"Sissy."

With your 8 teeth,
you still (stubbornly) only eat
pudding,
baby veggies mixed with baby meat and oatmeal.
And boobie.
You play with bottles.
And sippy cups.
But refuse to drink from them.

You love your sisters...
desperately.
You're so happy to see them when they've been gone.
You love your Uncle Chris.
And your Grampy
(good thing since you see them everyday!)

The crinkly nose thing is new.
And very funny.

So while yesterday it took me 30 minutes to get ready,
today it took closer to 45.
Because I was busy keeping up with YOU.
You grew into a mover and a shaker
overnight.
Like you knew it was your nine month birthday!
You're so smart.
I'm not surprised.

So today's a good Friday
to celebrate.
Just like the Good (Black) Friday
you popped into our world!

We love ya Sweet P!

Thursday, August 25, 2011

on freckles...

My Charlee-girl seems to have gotten
everyone's
fair share
of freckles.

Love it!

She's continually complimented.
On her freckles.

We spent a long time calling them
angel kisses.
(like lots of people...)
Then one day Charlee
(age 3?)
says to me...
"Mommy, do you know how I think you get freckles?"
"How, Charlee?"
"I think you earn them.  When you do something good. Nice. Kind. You earn a new freckle."
(can't believe all this time I never knew)
;)
So when she'd find a new one
we'd talk about what she did
to earn it.
And I think she may be right.
Because in our house,
She's the sweetest of all!

On my beautiful Charlee I have
a favorite freckle.
(can't tell you which one...our secret...)



On a strange note,
Emma and I each have a matching freckle on our necks.
And where Charlee has one on her palm,
Remi has the matching one
(in the same spot!)
but on the top of her hand.
Love thinking about it;
how we're connected in weird ways.

Can't wait for
 Parker
 to earn some freckles!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

shouldn't it be harder to leave me???

Remi's teacher says that
every morning
she comes to class with a great big smile.

It's kinda heart-breaking.
;(


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

naming rights.

I read The Help a long time ago.
I think before I was pregnant with Sweet P?
Loved it.
(even gifted it!)
Fell in love with Mae Mobley;
who was sooooo remi!
(yes, I used 'remi' as an adjective)
...stay with me...

Naming Baby #4 was not easy!
Oh the pressure!
And  getting 5 people to agree on one name...
diff-i-cult!
We spent months trying to come up with a
gender-less
name we all liked.
And then we found one...
"Mason"...
"Mae"
But I didn't like just Mae.
I liked Mason.
Loved Mason.
Mason for boy,
Mason/ Mae for girl.
So at about 5 months it was quite possibly decided.

Then I got the call...
...a panicked Elizabeth...
"Nik! You cannot name your baby Mae!"
Ever thorough she'd played it out.
And as it happens,
"I'm Mae Payne"
sounds an awful lot like
"I'm a pain"

Close one!

Monday, August 22, 2011

UNbelievable...

...but still true.

This morning...school day #1...
Took Em to school.
Took Charlee to school.
Got Remi breakfast and headed to the elementary
car rider line.

Sittin there, Parker started fussing, so I pulled her out of
her car seat
and nursed her.

Knowing she had a happy tummy, I put Parker back in her seat
(still fussing.)
This time was about Remi!
So I re-did her hair.
Beautiful.
Turned her necklace clasp.
Beautiful.
Straightened her top.
Beautiful.

Our turn in the car rider line.
My favorite car rider lady!
"Good morning Remi!"
(we've been there 5 years...they know her...)
Quick, idle chit-chat between her and Remi.
Then, my favorite lady looks at me...
"Are you okay?"
"Yes..." I say.
(secretly I'm just not thinking about it. because I would cry. for sure.)
"Remi come back for a kiss!" (me)
"Bye baby...have a great first day!" (me again)
And I drive off.
And then realize,
in the midst of nursing,
and becoming preoccupied with getting Remi just perfect,
my top is still up...
Beautiful.



No, I can't make this stuff up.
Yes, I was mortified.
Yes,  I will pretend it never happened.
(cause that's what Mom said I should do!)

Friday, August 19, 2011

kindergarten blues

Emma will be going into 9th grade...high school.

Charlee will be going into 6th grade...junior high.

And My Remi will be going into Kindergarten...which is the hardest...even though I've already done it twice.

What I will miss most is hearing her sweet voice
at the end of the school day
when we were going to pick up Emma and Charlee...
.
"Is it time to go get the sisters?"

--sniff sniff--

Thursday, August 18, 2011

vampire teeth

Remi was studying herself in the mirror.
Specifically she was admiring her teeth.

Then all of the sudden she spotted them...
"Oh no!  Mommy!!! I have vampire teeth!"
"Two on the top and two on the bottom."
"They're very tall!"

Now I'd think most kids would think it was cool...vaaampire teeth!
(not Remi)

"But Mommy I don't even like blood!"
(thinks thinks thinks on it)
"Hey I know, maybe red jello will work!"

I mostly blame 'Twilight'...