And over...
And over!
So we took a trip out at 8pm for ice-cream. After all, her pregnant Mama understands a thing or two about cravings.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Ice Cream
The first time I ever heard Lily ask for ice cream. And she asked for it over...
And over...
And over!
So we took a trip out at 8pm for ice-cream. After all, her pregnant Mama understands a thing or two about cravings.
And over...
And over!
So we took a trip out at 8pm for ice-cream. After all, her pregnant Mama understands a thing or two about cravings.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Sleepytime
Lunch. Check.
Bath. Check.
Milk. Check.
Pacifier. Check.
Story. Check.
But where is my sleepy girl?
Bath. Check.
Milk. Check.
Pacifier. Check.
Story. Check.
But where is my sleepy girl?
Lily's bed was too hard...
Mommy's bed was too soft...
...but "Wriggy's" bed was just right!
Goodnight.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
The cutest
I swear, every day gets cuter. Every day, Lily's personality develops more and more. From the stubborn little streaks to the bubbly conversations, our life is constant adorable-ness.
Today's new "I never thought I'd say this moment" involved boogies. Lily proudly tried to show me something and I put her off a few times-- then I saw it. "Lily, we do not put boogies on the wall." Got it. Life lesson #252 I forgot to mention. :)
I went full force into nesting mode tonite and had to sort through everything to make sure that we had some summer clothes for my first born. (Nevermind that it's 32 degrees outside...) In the process, I found some hand me down shoes. Lil had a great time sorting them and lining them up perfectly to her liking. My girl loves her some shoes.
Finally, Daddy silliness is always tons of fun in our house. "Come and get me, Daddy!" was tonite's phrase. Love it!
Today's new "I never thought I'd say this moment" involved boogies. Lily proudly tried to show me something and I put her off a few times-- then I saw it. "Lily, we do not put boogies on the wall." Got it. Life lesson #252 I forgot to mention. :)
I went full force into nesting mode tonite and had to sort through everything to make sure that we had some summer clothes for my first born. (Nevermind that it's 32 degrees outside...) In the process, I found some hand me down shoes. Lil had a great time sorting them and lining them up perfectly to her liking. My girl loves her some shoes.
Finally, Daddy silliness is always tons of fun in our house. "Come and get me, Daddy!" was tonite's phrase. Love it!
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Magic Muffins
Some of my best childhood memories revolve around these delicious pieces of baked perfection. Simple in design but amazing at creating memories stirred only by their sweet aroma.
Visits with Grandma Marrinan always included Bran Muffins and Grandma eggs. When we got out of the car driving in for a late night visit, Grandma would just be getting home from working at the hospital and catching up over a late night muffin was always a must.
Waking up to the sweet smell of Bran Muffins will always feel like home. Curling up in the chair at the kitchen table picking at a piping hot, just out of the oven, muffin. Chatting with Mom while she finished her batch and sipped her coffee. The perfect way to start any day.
The number one requested snack by any after-school guest.
Now, it's time to pass these magic muffin memories onto my girl. As we wound down a rather blah day, muffin making seemed like just the ticket to put smiles on both of our faces. They were a hit! I'm sure the first of many muffin making and eating moments to be shared between my bunny and I.
Visits with Grandma Marrinan always included Bran Muffins and Grandma eggs. When we got out of the car driving in for a late night visit, Grandma would just be getting home from working at the hospital and catching up over a late night muffin was always a must.
Waking up to the sweet smell of Bran Muffins will always feel like home. Curling up in the chair at the kitchen table picking at a piping hot, just out of the oven, muffin. Chatting with Mom while she finished her batch and sipped her coffee. The perfect way to start any day.
The number one requested snack by any after-school guest.
Now, it's time to pass these magic muffin memories onto my girl. As we wound down a rather blah day, muffin making seemed like just the ticket to put smiles on both of our faces. They were a hit! I'm sure the first of many muffin making and eating moments to be shared between my bunny and I.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Stay.
"Stay!"
"Mommy, Big Hug!"
"Hugs, Mommy. Stay."
To many Moms, these phrases sound familiar. Maybe when they're about to leave their little one with a babysitter or maybe when tucking their princess in for the night. But for me, it has become a morning ritual and an afternoon revival. A plea for one more cuddle. One more snuggle. One more hug before starting (or restarting) our day. The best gift anyone could have given me. My girl's a snuggler.
From the moment she entered the world, she wanted to be held close with her little cheek nestled against mine. Her favorite way to sleep was nose to nose and I swear she'd sleep that way today if I let her. In fact, on the nights she weasels herself into our bed, I inevitably feel a little hand tugging at my face and turning it so it touches hers.
I write about this because it's been one of my greatest joys in being a mother. These daily snuggles. And I know they won't last forever...and I don't want to forget. But they're here today. And today that's what matters.
"Mommy, Big Hug!"
"Hugs, Mommy. Stay."
To many Moms, these phrases sound familiar. Maybe when they're about to leave their little one with a babysitter or maybe when tucking their princess in for the night. But for me, it has become a morning ritual and an afternoon revival. A plea for one more cuddle. One more snuggle. One more hug before starting (or restarting) our day. The best gift anyone could have given me. My girl's a snuggler.
From the moment she entered the world, she wanted to be held close with her little cheek nestled against mine. Her favorite way to sleep was nose to nose and I swear she'd sleep that way today if I let her. In fact, on the nights she weasels herself into our bed, I inevitably feel a little hand tugging at my face and turning it so it touches hers.
I write about this because it's been one of my greatest joys in being a mother. These daily snuggles. And I know they won't last forever...and I don't want to forget. But they're here today. And today that's what matters.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
So big!
Lily peeled her first clementine all by herself yesterday and was soooo proud! (Forget the fact she won't eat them :) ).
Funny how birth order can play into our lives in the most subtle ways. Lately, we've been preparing my girl to be the oldest child. We tell her how big she is... when really I still see her as my little baby. We praise her for how helpful she is like it's an expectation when really I'm amazed every time she goes out of her way to please me. She's really eating it up, though, and making it her own. When she thought I was asleep last night, I heard her chatting. "Big head. Big hands. Big feet. So big, Yiyee!" I'm so proud of her, but a little sad, too. Don't we all want our kids to need us forever? So for now, I'm so proud of her accomplishments and "big girl" ways, but I don't mind big hugs and protecting her from the mailman either. In fact, I kinda like it. ;)
Funny how birth order can play into our lives in the most subtle ways. Lately, we've been preparing my girl to be the oldest child. We tell her how big she is... when really I still see her as my little baby. We praise her for how helpful she is like it's an expectation when really I'm amazed every time she goes out of her way to please me. She's really eating it up, though, and making it her own. When she thought I was asleep last night, I heard her chatting. "Big head. Big hands. Big feet. So big, Yiyee!" I'm so proud of her, but a little sad, too. Don't we all want our kids to need us forever? So for now, I'm so proud of her accomplishments and "big girl" ways, but I don't mind big hugs and protecting her from the mailman either. In fact, I kinda like it. ;)
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