Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Long lost update
For those of you who aren't Watts' and/or don't know, our Thanksgiving was crazier than we expected it to be. Steve's mom went into the hospital twice in the week before Thanksgiving with chest pains that extended down her arm. It was classic heart-attack symptoms, but they couldn't find any problems with her heart and sent her home the first time. It happened again, with the pain sticking around for about 8 hours the second time. That was last Monday. We weren't sure if she was going to be home on Thursday and she had company (well, family) coming in from out of town, so we had to scramble to figure out how to work things. It ends up that she has an infection in the sac that surrounds the heart. She was home for Thanksgiving, but she could have relapses for up to six months they said. Steve and Emi and I ended up going to my parent's house for Thanksgiving day and then had the Watts Thanksgiving on Friday. We had a lot of fun with the Coombs' and on Sunday, we added the Nelson's, playing games, eating pie, and generally just enjoying each other's company. It was definitely time to be thankful for.
Nobody wants to do Black Friday shopping around here, but I love it. My mom and Megan both decided on Thursday that the deals weren't worth getting up for, and none of my friends or Steve's family like to go. So I got up and went to two stores by myself and then came home and went back to sleep. I got the important stuff on my list, which included a Singer sewing machine for only $60! (It's going to be my birthday present.) I'm excited to try it out soon.
I'm feeling really good with the pregnancy. Everything is going smoothly. There has been some debate on my due date because apparently the baby was measuring small during my first ultrasound. My doctor is having me get another one at the end of the month to see if we can get a better idea of when I'll deliver. Originally, my due date was March 27th, but they want to move it back. We'll see.
Steve sent in his Thesis Proposal yesterday. It was 36 pages long. Can you imagine writing that much? I would hate it. Academic writing is so boring, I think. Now he'll need to defend it, and then finish the thesis itself. (He can use the stuff he wrote in the proposal for the thesis--the proposal is like a short version of the thesis.) The thesis is supposed to be 60 to 70 pages. Ugh and double ugh.
Emilia has been really into her letters and numbers lately. She only knows her capital letters so far, but every time she sees something that is written in all caps, she goes down the line and reads the letters off to me. If there are numbers with the letters, she'll do those, too. I was amazed the other day when she found the sticker off a new pair of jeans I had gotten and brought it too me. She says, "Look Mommy, letters! B, O, O, T, C, U, T, 1, 5, L. Which is EXACTLY what was on the sticker: the style of the jeans and the size 15 long! She's going to be reading at age three. Sheesh.
I've been working on Christmas presents in my spare time. I'm making some play food out of felt for Emi, and I'm painting a picture of ND for my mom and dad (they already know about it). Steve and I are building Emi a little kitchen, so we need to work on that, too. It's more time-consuming than I thought it would be. :) But hopefully it will give Emi hours and hours of self-entertainment and it will be well worth the time spent.
It's my birthday today and it has turned out well. A friend of mine invited me for lunch, and Emi and her daughter played for about an hour after that. Steve took me out for dinner and after Emi is asleep we're going to decorate our tree. All in all, it was a pretty relaxing day.
Some of Emilia's funnies:
The other night we had company over for dinner (luckily it was just Ben and Haylee). As we were sitting down to dinner, I picked Emilia up to put her in her chair and someone asked, "How are you? Are you ready for dinner?" and Emilia sits down and responds very sweetly, "Yeah, I'm just sittin' here with my poop." LOL! Needless to say, there was some diaper changing before eating.
Emilia has always talked to the weather, like "Go away, Wind! Stop doing that!" or "Stop looking at me, Sun!" but I thought it was especially funny the other day when the sun was in her eyes and she told it to go to time out.
Emilia found an R2D2 Christmas ornament today and brought it over to me. I told her it was a robot named R2D2, and then said, "Can you say that? R...2...D...2?" To which she responds, "That spells robot."
Nobody wants to do Black Friday shopping around here, but I love it. My mom and Megan both decided on Thursday that the deals weren't worth getting up for, and none of my friends or Steve's family like to go. So I got up and went to two stores by myself and then came home and went back to sleep. I got the important stuff on my list, which included a Singer sewing machine for only $60! (It's going to be my birthday present.) I'm excited to try it out soon.
I'm feeling really good with the pregnancy. Everything is going smoothly. There has been some debate on my due date because apparently the baby was measuring small during my first ultrasound. My doctor is having me get another one at the end of the month to see if we can get a better idea of when I'll deliver. Originally, my due date was March 27th, but they want to move it back. We'll see.
Steve sent in his Thesis Proposal yesterday. It was 36 pages long. Can you imagine writing that much? I would hate it. Academic writing is so boring, I think. Now he'll need to defend it, and then finish the thesis itself. (He can use the stuff he wrote in the proposal for the thesis--the proposal is like a short version of the thesis.) The thesis is supposed to be 60 to 70 pages. Ugh and double ugh.
Emilia has been really into her letters and numbers lately. She only knows her capital letters so far, but every time she sees something that is written in all caps, she goes down the line and reads the letters off to me. If there are numbers with the letters, she'll do those, too. I was amazed the other day when she found the sticker off a new pair of jeans I had gotten and brought it too me. She says, "Look Mommy, letters! B, O, O, T, C, U, T, 1, 5, L. Which is EXACTLY what was on the sticker: the style of the jeans and the size 15 long! She's going to be reading at age three. Sheesh.
I've been working on Christmas presents in my spare time. I'm making some play food out of felt for Emi, and I'm painting a picture of ND for my mom and dad (they already know about it). Steve and I are building Emi a little kitchen, so we need to work on that, too. It's more time-consuming than I thought it would be. :) But hopefully it will give Emi hours and hours of self-entertainment and it will be well worth the time spent.
It's my birthday today and it has turned out well. A friend of mine invited me for lunch, and Emi and her daughter played for about an hour after that. Steve took me out for dinner and after Emi is asleep we're going to decorate our tree. All in all, it was a pretty relaxing day.
Some of Emilia's funnies:
The other night we had company over for dinner (luckily it was just Ben and Haylee). As we were sitting down to dinner, I picked Emilia up to put her in her chair and someone asked, "How are you? Are you ready for dinner?" and Emilia sits down and responds very sweetly, "Yeah, I'm just sittin' here with my poop." LOL! Needless to say, there was some diaper changing before eating.
Emilia has always talked to the weather, like "Go away, Wind! Stop doing that!" or "Stop looking at me, Sun!" but I thought it was especially funny the other day when the sun was in her eyes and she told it to go to time out.
Emilia found an R2D2 Christmas ornament today and brought it over to me. I told her it was a robot named R2D2, and then said, "Can you say that? R...2...D...2?" To which she responds, "That spells robot."
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
November Pictures
Emi looking cute at the park.
Emi and her daddy on Halloween, all ready for church. There are ghosts on her purple tights. The picture doesn't do them justice. They looked adorable!
The first time it snowed, Emilia wanted to go outside, before breakfast, still in her pajamas, to play in it. That didn't happen, but we went out later in the day when it was warmer. And raining. :|
Looking totally bored and Nana and Grandpa's house. It's funny because it was right in the middle of dinner. haha.
Playing with Grandpa. Doesn't he look handsome?
This is a project I finished last month. It was an ABC quiet book for Emi to look at while we are at church. Each page has a picture of Christ or something she learns about at church, like God creating the Earth.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Yesterday was a pregnant day
It started out with waking Emilia up at 7:45 (a little early for her) (I know, I am totally lucky) and telling her that we had to get ready and go to the doctor because she was going to tell us if the baby in Mommy's tummy is going to be a boy or a girl. Emilia looked up at me and asked, "They going to take it out?" Haha. That girl is so smart!
Then we all went to the ultrasound and found out that we're have a girl and that the ultrasound tech thinks I'm measuring two weeks early. She thinks my due date should be moved to the 9th of April. I think it's unlikely that I'm that early, considering I've been feeling the baby move for about two weeks now, and my cycle was very regular and there is no way I could be off by an entire two weeks. I'll give them a week. As for having a girl, that makes my job easy--except for the name. We have no ideas. (Well, Steve thinks we should call her Elena, but I'm not convinced).
Finally, I realized last night at midnight that my food consumption yesterday was so stereotypical movie pregnancy that I just had to laugh. Let me elaborate:
Breakfast: bowl of cereal
snack: a couple of handfuls of teddy grahams
lunch: endless shrimp at Red Lobster (my mom took me out for an early birthday lunch--thanks Mom!) I had a whole helping of shrimp linguini alphredo, 1/2 helping of garlic shrimp scampi, whole helping of hand-breaded shrimp, 1/2 helping of parmesan shrimp, and 1/2 helping of coconut shrimp, PLUS a ceasar salad and french fries
snack: fun-size laffy taffy and a tootsie roll
dinner: decent size taco salad
snack: two small sugar cookies
snack: piece of whole-wheat toast
snack: entire 6 pk of hostess mini powdered donuts
Can you believe I ate all that? Sheesh! I figure either the baby is growing or she needed some comfort food after all that poking and prodding in the morning. Either way--isn't that funny?
Then we all went to the ultrasound and found out that we're have a girl and that the ultrasound tech thinks I'm measuring two weeks early. She thinks my due date should be moved to the 9th of April. I think it's unlikely that I'm that early, considering I've been feeling the baby move for about two weeks now, and my cycle was very regular and there is no way I could be off by an entire two weeks. I'll give them a week. As for having a girl, that makes my job easy--except for the name. We have no ideas. (Well, Steve thinks we should call her Elena, but I'm not convinced).
Finally, I realized last night at midnight that my food consumption yesterday was so stereotypical movie pregnancy that I just had to laugh. Let me elaborate:
Breakfast: bowl of cereal
snack: a couple of handfuls of teddy grahams
lunch: endless shrimp at Red Lobster (my mom took me out for an early birthday lunch--thanks Mom!) I had a whole helping of shrimp linguini alphredo, 1/2 helping of garlic shrimp scampi, whole helping of hand-breaded shrimp, 1/2 helping of parmesan shrimp, and 1/2 helping of coconut shrimp, PLUS a ceasar salad and french fries
snack: fun-size laffy taffy and a tootsie roll
dinner: decent size taco salad
snack: two small sugar cookies
snack: piece of whole-wheat toast
snack: entire 6 pk of hostess mini powdered donuts
Can you believe I ate all that? Sheesh! I figure either the baby is growing or she needed some comfort food after all that poking and prodding in the morning. Either way--isn't that funny?
Saturday, October 30, 2010
costumes and a fish fiasco
I gave Emilia some choices about what to be for Halloween and the one she picked was a fish. She was very excited about having a fish costume. The picture I showed her was a goldfish costume, but she LOVES the Rainbow Fish stories, so I thought it would be more appropriate for her to be Rainbow Fish. So we went shopping and found some colorful cupcake liners and an oversized hoodie. Then Wednesday night I spent 2-3 hours gluing things together.
This is what it ended up looking like (there were eyes on the top, but she ripped them off). This was the happiest she ever looked in it. She screamed and yelled and tried to rip it off every time I put it on.
She was slightly more happy about this costume that I made in 20 minutes on Thursday afternoon. She was not so happy about all the people dressed in costumes at Steve's work Halloween party Thursday night.
Steve wore his trenchcoat and and a suit, which I thought made him look like a private eye from an old black and white movie, so I dressed up as one of the ladies that would come into his office and plead for help. Emilia was a cat burglar that he caught. She started out with a mask face-painted over her eyes, but that was rubbed off before the pictures.
I told Steve to take a picture of my whole costume. Apparently shoes don't count to a boy. :| Anyway, I liked my costume, but Emilia got scared and rubbed her face on my white skirt, so I couldn't wear it again today.
So I ended up being the cat in her burglar. I guess we're pretty cute together.
This is what it ended up looking like (there were eyes on the top, but she ripped them off). This was the happiest she ever looked in it. She screamed and yelled and tried to rip it off every time I put it on.
She was slightly more happy about this costume that I made in 20 minutes on Thursday afternoon. She was not so happy about all the people dressed in costumes at Steve's work Halloween party Thursday night.
Steve wore his trenchcoat and and a suit, which I thought made him look like a private eye from an old black and white movie, so I dressed up as one of the ladies that would come into his office and plead for help. Emilia was a cat burglar that he caught. She started out with a mask face-painted over her eyes, but that was rubbed off before the pictures.
I told Steve to take a picture of my whole costume. Apparently shoes don't count to a boy. :| Anyway, I liked my costume, but Emilia got scared and rubbed her face on my white skirt, so I couldn't wear it again today.
So I ended up being the cat in her burglar. I guess we're pretty cute together.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
New video
This is a little long, but it's so worth watching to the very end! It shows off how cute her talking is, and how she's got incredible self-worth. I hope it sticks around. :)
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
News
Well, family and friends, for those of you who don't know, I wanted to share the good news that Steve and I are expecting again. I am about 16 weeks along and I am due on the 27th of March (one day after my mom's birthday--she says she doesn't mind sharing). We find out on the 2nd of November what we're having, so I'll keep you posted.
I have been so much more sick with this pregnancy, it has been ridiculous! Thank goodness it's finally going away. I still can't eat most dairy and absolutely NO cows milk--although the lactose-free stuff seems to do fine, so hooray! I love my cereal and milk in the morning. I would be sad if I couldn't have it at all. Emilia doesn't really understand the concept of me being pregnant yet. She heard the baby's heartbeat at my last appointment and when i told her that there was a baby in my tummy, she looked at me like I had lost my marbles. It was pretty funny.
Oh, and on a completely different note, we can't forget the funny things she's said lately:
We were at Nick and Wilda's house the other day and Steve told Emilia that she was cute. She responds, "You're cute, too, Daddy!" Then Steve asked if mommy was cute, and she says, "You cute, Mommy!" Which I, of course, thanked her for. Then Wilda says, "Is grandma cute?" and Emilia thinks seriously and responds, "Umm....not really." I'm sure that was funnier for me than it was for Wilda, but she was very gracious about it.
Lately, if Emilia doesn't know the name of something or can't remember it, she calls it a dooty-way or a tooty-way. For instance, she picked up Steve's scripture case the other morning and says, "Look, I found Daddy's doody-way!" Last night, though, Emilia and I went out to dinner with some friends of my parents. After dinner, the women went to look at some stuff at JoAnn Fabrics and the men went to Sports Authority, which was next door. As my dad and the husband of the couple went into the store, Emilia says, "Grampa and Tooty-way just went into that store!" hahaha
Emilia was running at full speed down the hallway the other day and must have tried to turn into my bedroom (which is at the end of the hall) too quickly because I heard a thud and then wailing. I hurried down to see what was wrong and asked her where it hurt. "My foot!" she cried. So I kissed it and asked if it was better--which usually works for her. Her response was, "No, I think it needs a little more." Then held up her foot for me to kiss it again.
I have been so much more sick with this pregnancy, it has been ridiculous! Thank goodness it's finally going away. I still can't eat most dairy and absolutely NO cows milk--although the lactose-free stuff seems to do fine, so hooray! I love my cereal and milk in the morning. I would be sad if I couldn't have it at all. Emilia doesn't really understand the concept of me being pregnant yet. She heard the baby's heartbeat at my last appointment and when i told her that there was a baby in my tummy, she looked at me like I had lost my marbles. It was pretty funny.
Oh, and on a completely different note, we can't forget the funny things she's said lately:
We were at Nick and Wilda's house the other day and Steve told Emilia that she was cute. She responds, "You're cute, too, Daddy!" Then Steve asked if mommy was cute, and she says, "You cute, Mommy!" Which I, of course, thanked her for. Then Wilda says, "Is grandma cute?" and Emilia thinks seriously and responds, "Umm....not really." I'm sure that was funnier for me than it was for Wilda, but she was very gracious about it.
Lately, if Emilia doesn't know the name of something or can't remember it, she calls it a dooty-way or a tooty-way. For instance, she picked up Steve's scripture case the other morning and says, "Look, I found Daddy's doody-way!" Last night, though, Emilia and I went out to dinner with some friends of my parents. After dinner, the women went to look at some stuff at JoAnn Fabrics and the men went to Sports Authority, which was next door. As my dad and the husband of the couple went into the store, Emilia says, "Grampa and Tooty-way just went into that store!" hahaha
Emilia was running at full speed down the hallway the other day and must have tried to turn into my bedroom (which is at the end of the hall) too quickly because I heard a thud and then wailing. I hurried down to see what was wrong and asked her where it hurt. "My foot!" she cried. So I kissed it and asked if it was better--which usually works for her. Her response was, "No, I think it needs a little more." Then held up her foot for me to kiss it again.
How do people do it?
I'm not sure how people consistently put pictures on their blogs. Maybe the process of getting pictures off of their cameras and onto their blogs is easier than mine. For instance, if they have a smart phone--or they are not obsessed with taking a million pictures of everything. Either way, I'm not good at it. So you get another marathon picture post from me. And as the title says, it's mostly about Emi. :)
I've had to hide all the (non-"color magic") markers in our house for this very reason. Luckily, this was an overhead projector marker and not a sharpie. Phew!
All of the Frohlichs and Clem and Jean Richaus should recognize this outfit. Doesn't she look just like her momma?
Emilia likes helping me make dinner any time it involves flour. Can you see why? This time she decided to just eat it out of the bowl. Yum!
Goofy girl!
Daddy was outside playing basketball shortly after it rained. Emilia and her friend Vivien (who lives upstairs) got a kick out of splashing and seeing their footprints.
I was trying to get a good shot of her to put on the two beautiful baby contests I keep entering her in. This is what I got. A few of them aren't bad. :)
This is what generally happens when Steve puts Emilia to bed at night. Aren't they cute?
Don't ask me why she's naked, or why she had to hold all four balloons at once. I assure you, I have no idea. But I thought it was cute anyway. haha
She's so angelic when she sleeps. I love that girl!
I've had to hide all the (non-"color magic") markers in our house for this very reason. Luckily, this was an overhead projector marker and not a sharpie. Phew!
All of the Frohlichs and Clem and Jean Richaus should recognize this outfit. Doesn't she look just like her momma?
Emilia likes helping me make dinner any time it involves flour. Can you see why? This time she decided to just eat it out of the bowl. Yum!
Goofy girl!
Daddy was outside playing basketball shortly after it rained. Emilia and her friend Vivien (who lives upstairs) got a kick out of splashing and seeing their footprints.
I was trying to get a good shot of her to put on the two beautiful baby contests I keep entering her in. This is what I got. A few of them aren't bad. :)
This is what generally happens when Steve puts Emilia to bed at night. Aren't they cute?
Don't ask me why she's naked, or why she had to hold all four balloons at once. I assure you, I have no idea. But I thought it was cute anyway. haha
She's so angelic when she sleeps. I love that girl!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Oh!
And for those of you who use MyPoints, if you go through MyPoints first and place an order online (even if I deliver it to you), you can get 1000 points. Woo-hoo!
AAaagh! Selling things.
I joined Avon.
Oy. I'm so bad at selling things that I was almost immediately kicking myself, but it's done, and I'm not going to give up before I even try.
I decided to do it because I like Avon's new products. They are much much better than when my mom was buying it 15 years ago when I was living at home. Their skincare line has helped my acne (when I use it regularly like I should) more than any other product I have ever tried. So I'm buying their stuff and I believe in it, so it should be easier than selling other kinds of retail.
Anyway...if you want to check out their products, or hear more about them, or try some samples, or just place an order, call me or check out my "store" here: http://swatts8764.avonrepresentative.com/
If you don't live near me, but want to order, you can place an order online. I'm told that if your order is over $30, shipping is free and if it's not over $30 shipping is only $3. Let me know if you try it and that's wrong okay? I don't want to be giving out bad information. But I'm pretty sure that's right.
If nothing else, just wish me luck, or keep me in your prayers okay? I'm going to need all the help I can get. :)
Oy. I'm so bad at selling things that I was almost immediately kicking myself, but it's done, and I'm not going to give up before I even try.
I decided to do it because I like Avon's new products. They are much much better than when my mom was buying it 15 years ago when I was living at home. Their skincare line has helped my acne (when I use it regularly like I should) more than any other product I have ever tried. So I'm buying their stuff and I believe in it, so it should be easier than selling other kinds of retail.
Anyway...if you want to check out their products, or hear more about them, or try some samples, or just place an order, call me or check out my "store" here: http://swatts8764.avonrepresentative.com/
If you don't live near me, but want to order, you can place an order online. I'm told that if your order is over $30, shipping is free and if it's not over $30 shipping is only $3. Let me know if you try it and that's wrong okay? I don't want to be giving out bad information. But I'm pretty sure that's right.
If nothing else, just wish me luck, or keep me in your prayers okay? I'm going to need all the help I can get. :)
Cars, trucks, and vans, among other things
So I've really been feeling the need to make this apartment feel like home lately, so I've been checking KSL to see if I could find some deals on bookshelves or other furniture for the livingroom. (I have 14 boxes of books stacked in my bedroom at the moment and my livingroom is pretty huge without much to fill it.) I finally found an ad for 4 bookshelves that were only $50 total, which I thought was a great deal. The lady lived in Layton (about an 1 hr 15 min. north of here), though, so it would have been quite a drive just to go pick up some bookshelves. BUT...Steve was planning to go to Logan (about 2 hours north of here) that weekend anyway, so I thought it was a sign from the universe that we needed to get these bookshelves. As it turns out, I was wrong. Remind me to not try to read signs into the universe in the future, okay?
So, we had to borrow Steve's parents' van to pick up the shelves, since we don't own a vehicle that could hold one bookshelf, let alone 4. I spoke to the lady the day before and told her when he would be driving through there and got directions (they were at a storage shed) and everything was good. Well, Steve knew he was going to get there a few minutes late, so he called her to let her know, but she didn't answer. When he gets to Layton, she still hasn't called, so he was just going to go to the storage place, but due to the utter ridiculousness of Utah drivers, ends up rear-ending a guy driving a brand new Nissan. Both cars were still driveable, and no one was hurt, thank goodness. He tried calling the lady again and called me and had me try calling her, to no avail. So to get to the end of a story that probably shouldn't have taken this long to tell...We never got ahold of the lady, so no bookshelves, AND the damages totalled his parents van plus we still have to pay the $500 deductible.
Good signs from the universe, my foot.
Emilia has gotten a LOT better lately about riding in the car, though, which I'm enjoying. For a while there, she would make me play Pooh and Piglet the whole way there (where ever we were going) and the whole way back. And if you don't know, I HATE playing that "game." So, I've gotten into the habit of not bringing them if we go on a car trip, and that problem is solved. Woo-hoo! She likes looking out the windows, though, and she can make it almost the 45 minutes to my mom's house without needing anything else to entertain her. (If I give her goldfish crackers, she can make it the whole way. haha.) But she has to tell me the color of every decently large truck that we pass and make sure I look to see that she saw it. Which can be cute for the first 20 trucks or so. But anything's better than Pooh and Piglet, so I'll count my blessings on that one.
And more quips from my daughter that I've had on facebook (these are all since the end of August).
I find it funny that Emilia speaks like she's a book. Some things that she's said recently while playing: "I wonder, Daddy said." "You scared me, Piglet stammered."
So, Emilia greeted me after church yesterday with two endearing phrases. (For those of you who don't know, she is in a nursery class with other kids her age for the last two hours of church.) Right after church, Steve picked her up from nursery, but I was still in the Relief Society room chatting, so he brought her to me so we could go. As as she sees me, she yells (to Steve), "Momma! I found her!" It would have made my heart glad if that was the only thing she yelled. But as soon as I picked her up, she started yelling, "I didn't miss you, Momma! I didn't miss you!" which she continued to yell all the way to the car.
After waking up early from her nap, Emilia turned to me and said, "I want a present today," and then said something about how it should be outside on the lawn. Haha. I think she misses her birthday.
My daughter is so funny! The last few days, whenever we say things like, "C'mon, Emilia, time for bed!" she yells, "Run away!! Run away!!" and then follows her own advice.
When Emilia has me play dolls with her, they are named Baby and Another Baby. Like this--
Emilia: You need a bottle, Another Baby?
Me: Yes, I'm thirsty.
Emilia: You thirsty, Another Baby?
Me: Yes. (She hands me the bottle, then puts her doll in the bed.)
...Emilia: Baby tired. Goodnight Another Baby!
Me: Okay, Baby, sleep good!
Yesterday Alison came over for dinner and was playing Pooh and Piglet with Emilia while I finished cooking. Emilia kept having Piglet hide under an orange tupperware bowl and Alison pretended she couldn't see him. After like the 30th time, Alison (as Pooh, of course) finally said, "I don't know, Piglet, that bowl seems kind of sketchy." To which Emilia promptly replied, "It not sketchy. It orange!"
I think Emilia thinks she is the cranky receptionist for a company called "Pretty Day." Every time she has a play phone in her hand she puts it up to her ear and says, "Hello...Pretty Day. Goodbye."
A conversation the other day between Alison and Emilia:
Alison: Can I have a hug?
Emilia: No!
Alison: Please?
Emilia: No hugs, not hugs, owls.
Alison: No hugs?
Emilia: They owls.
Alison: So they're not hugs, they're owls?
Emilia: Yes.
Alison: Well, can I have an owl then?
Emilia then nods and runs over and gives her a hug.
So, we had to borrow Steve's parents' van to pick up the shelves, since we don't own a vehicle that could hold one bookshelf, let alone 4. I spoke to the lady the day before and told her when he would be driving through there and got directions (they were at a storage shed) and everything was good. Well, Steve knew he was going to get there a few minutes late, so he called her to let her know, but she didn't answer. When he gets to Layton, she still hasn't called, so he was just going to go to the storage place, but due to the utter ridiculousness of Utah drivers, ends up rear-ending a guy driving a brand new Nissan. Both cars were still driveable, and no one was hurt, thank goodness. He tried calling the lady again and called me and had me try calling her, to no avail. So to get to the end of a story that probably shouldn't have taken this long to tell...We never got ahold of the lady, so no bookshelves, AND the damages totalled his parents van plus we still have to pay the $500 deductible.
Good signs from the universe, my foot.
Emilia has gotten a LOT better lately about riding in the car, though, which I'm enjoying. For a while there, she would make me play Pooh and Piglet the whole way there (where ever we were going) and the whole way back. And if you don't know, I HATE playing that "game." So, I've gotten into the habit of not bringing them if we go on a car trip, and that problem is solved. Woo-hoo! She likes looking out the windows, though, and she can make it almost the 45 minutes to my mom's house without needing anything else to entertain her. (If I give her goldfish crackers, she can make it the whole way. haha.) But she has to tell me the color of every decently large truck that we pass and make sure I look to see that she saw it. Which can be cute for the first 20 trucks or so. But anything's better than Pooh and Piglet, so I'll count my blessings on that one.
And more quips from my daughter that I've had on facebook (these are all since the end of August).
I find it funny that Emilia speaks like she's a book. Some things that she's said recently while playing: "I wonder, Daddy said." "You scared me, Piglet stammered."
So, Emilia greeted me after church yesterday with two endearing phrases. (For those of you who don't know, she is in a nursery class with other kids her age for the last two hours of church.) Right after church, Steve picked her up from nursery, but I was still in the Relief Society room chatting, so he brought her to me so we could go. As as she sees me, she yells (to Steve), "Momma! I found her!" It would have made my heart glad if that was the only thing she yelled. But as soon as I picked her up, she started yelling, "I didn't miss you, Momma! I didn't miss you!" which she continued to yell all the way to the car.
After waking up early from her nap, Emilia turned to me and said, "I want a present today," and then said something about how it should be outside on the lawn. Haha. I think she misses her birthday.
My daughter is so funny! The last few days, whenever we say things like, "C'mon, Emilia, time for bed!" she yells, "Run away!! Run away!!" and then follows her own advice.
When Emilia has me play dolls with her, they are named Baby and Another Baby. Like this--
Emilia: You need a bottle, Another Baby?
Me: Yes, I'm thirsty.
Emilia: You thirsty, Another Baby?
Me: Yes. (She hands me the bottle, then puts her doll in the bed.)
...Emilia: Baby tired. Goodnight Another Baby!
Me: Okay, Baby, sleep good!
Yesterday Alison came over for dinner and was playing Pooh and Piglet with Emilia while I finished cooking. Emilia kept having Piglet hide under an orange tupperware bowl and Alison pretended she couldn't see him. After like the 30th time, Alison (as Pooh, of course) finally said, "I don't know, Piglet, that bowl seems kind of sketchy." To which Emilia promptly replied, "It not sketchy. It orange!"
I think Emilia thinks she is the cranky receptionist for a company called "Pretty Day." Every time she has a play phone in her hand she puts it up to her ear and says, "Hello...Pretty Day. Goodbye."
A conversation the other day between Alison and Emilia:
Alison: Can I have a hug?
Emilia: No!
Alison: Please?
Emilia: No hugs, not hugs, owls.
Alison: No hugs?
Emilia: They owls.
Alison: So they're not hugs, they're owls?
Emilia: Yes.
Alison: Well, can I have an owl then?
Emilia then nods and runs over and gives her a hug.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
busy with small things
We've had a lot happen between now and my last post, which is why I haven't done a post. I'm going to start with the most recent and go backwards.
Wednesday I was feeling particularly blah, so I called my mom. She was going to be canning salsa, and she told me to come help and then Emilia would be entertained and I wouldn't have to do it. So, I decided to go up. It was a pretty good day. While I was there, I got a phone call from a lady in the ward with a 3 year-old girl. She is in the same class as Emilia at church. They were throwing a fairy birthday party for the girl the next day and she invited us to come. I had the costume that I had made last year, but I had stolen some of the flowers off of it for other things, so I revamped it a little and added some new touches. She looked ADORABLE. See--->
A close up of her face:
Steve and I had our 4 year anniversary a couple of weeks ago. We don't have a lot of spending money right now, so we didn't do anything especial (read with a french accent), just a nice dinner and a movie. It was a fun night out, though. Thanks for babysitting Mom and Dad Watts!
At the beginning of August we had the Watts family reunion up in Logan (which we were in charge of planning). It turned out really well. We had 19 adults and children all staying in one (large) house and nobody was seriously injured or maimed even. The activities we planned were enjoyed by everyone, I think, and some of them even more than I had expected. It was a good weekend. Here is a picture of the whole group. I didn't bring a small camera, so I don't have any pictures of the activities.
I can't really remember what else has caused me to be so busy. I guess I did do a wedding the middle of August in Logan and some engagements in Ogden. Oh, and Aunt Jean and cousin Dorothy came to visit for a few days in August as well.
Other than that, I guess it's just that I'm trying to get used to doing all the housework and cooking and such since Steve is now working full time and doing school. He's been such a good husband and tries to help me whenever he has a minute.
I haven't had ANY time to be working on my book revisions, so I've been disappointed by that. Hopefully now that summer is coming to a conclusion, I'll be able to get back into a routine with it.
Hope all y'all are doing well. Love, Sabrina
Wednesday I was feeling particularly blah, so I called my mom. She was going to be canning salsa, and she told me to come help and then Emilia would be entertained and I wouldn't have to do it. So, I decided to go up. It was a pretty good day. While I was there, I got a phone call from a lady in the ward with a 3 year-old girl. She is in the same class as Emilia at church. They were throwing a fairy birthday party for the girl the next day and she invited us to come. I had the costume that I had made last year, but I had stolen some of the flowers off of it for other things, so I revamped it a little and added some new touches. She looked ADORABLE. See--->
A close up of her face:
Steve and I had our 4 year anniversary a couple of weeks ago. We don't have a lot of spending money right now, so we didn't do anything especial (read with a french accent), just a nice dinner and a movie. It was a fun night out, though. Thanks for babysitting Mom and Dad Watts!At the beginning of August we had the Watts family reunion up in Logan (which we were in charge of planning). It turned out really well. We had 19 adults and children all staying in one (large) house and nobody was seriously injured or maimed even. The activities we planned were enjoyed by everyone, I think, and some of them even more than I had expected. It was a good weekend. Here is a picture of the whole group. I didn't bring a small camera, so I don't have any pictures of the activities.
I can't really remember what else has caused me to be so busy. I guess I did do a wedding the middle of August in Logan and some engagements in Ogden. Oh, and Aunt Jean and cousin Dorothy came to visit for a few days in August as well.Other than that, I guess it's just that I'm trying to get used to doing all the housework and cooking and such since Steve is now working full time and doing school. He's been such a good husband and tries to help me whenever he has a minute.
I haven't had ANY time to be working on my book revisions, so I've been disappointed by that. Hopefully now that summer is coming to a conclusion, I'll be able to get back into a routine with it.
Hope all y'all are doing well. Love, Sabrina
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
More gems...
...from facebook:
My parents found this more humorous than I did: Emi woke up 2x last night. The 2nd time at 5am. I'm sleep deprived which always = cranky. For 45 min she wriggles around, not really trying to go back to sleep. So finally I just say bye and go back to my bed. I hear her get up and come to my door a few minutes later, so... I get up to put her back in bed. When she sees me, she says. "No, Mommy! This is naughty!"
A testimony to how much my daughter loves her blankie: I drove up to my parent's last night around 5. At 9:30 when I was putting Emi down, I realized that I forgot blankie. We tried substituting another blanket, singing, cuddling, to no success. At 11:30, she was still wide awake. I decided I'd have to go home to get it and to bring her with so she would fall asleep in the car. Nope. She was awake until I put blankie in her hands at 12:20 and then was asleep within minutes. Sheesh.
Emi is still a little confused on pronouns and will often call both of us you. The other day she was trying to eat cereal and was getting frustrated because there wasn't a lot making it into her mouth. So she started saying, "You feed you?" but knew that wasn't right. Finally she was just so frustrated that she yelled, "Momma, you feed my mouth!" while pointing at it. Haha. That's effective communication.
The other day, Emi and I picked up Steve from work and he put his hand on the back of my seat as we were driving. Emi (who is very possessive lately) says, "No hand, Daddy." When Steve asks why, she responds, "It's dangerous." hahaha
Some cute things Emilia has said/done lately: If she doesn't want to do something, or doesn't want me to do something, she says, "Not one drop!" (Winnie-the-Pooh fans out there will know where this comes from). She was walking around me the other day and says, "I'm just walking, okay?" (From the book Grumpy Bird. If you haven't read it you should!)
I am SO proud. My daughter made up a new sport this evening: Ewoking. So proud.
My parents found this more humorous than I did: Emi woke up 2x last night. The 2nd time at 5am. I'm sleep deprived which always = cranky. For 45 min she wriggles around, not really trying to go back to sleep. So finally I just say bye and go back to my bed. I hear her get up and come to my door a few minutes later, so... I get up to put her back in bed. When she sees me, she says. "No, Mommy! This is naughty!"
A testimony to how much my daughter loves her blankie: I drove up to my parent's last night around 5. At 9:30 when I was putting Emi down, I realized that I forgot blankie. We tried substituting another blanket, singing, cuddling, to no success. At 11:30, she was still wide awake. I decided I'd have to go home to get it and to bring her with so she would fall asleep in the car. Nope. She was awake until I put blankie in her hands at 12:20 and then was asleep within minutes. Sheesh.
Emi is still a little confused on pronouns and will often call both of us you. The other day she was trying to eat cereal and was getting frustrated because there wasn't a lot making it into her mouth. So she started saying, "You feed you?" but knew that wasn't right. Finally she was just so frustrated that she yelled, "Momma, you feed my mouth!" while pointing at it. Haha. That's effective communication.
The other day, Emi and I picked up Steve from work and he put his hand on the back of my seat as we were driving. Emi (who is very possessive lately) says, "No hand, Daddy." When Steve asks why, she responds, "It's dangerous." hahaha
Some cute things Emilia has said/done lately: If she doesn't want to do something, or doesn't want me to do something, she says, "Not one drop!" (Winnie-the-Pooh fans out there will know where this comes from). She was walking around me the other day and says, "I'm just walking, okay?" (From the book Grumpy Bird. If you haven't read it you should!)
I am SO proud. My daughter made up a new sport this evening: Ewoking. So proud.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Birthday
First off, here's a link to the latest entry in the Parenting.com beautiful baby contest. I think it's the cutest one yet. Cross your fingers!
http://modelsearch.parenting.com/contests/showentry/349292
Next--Emilia turned 2! We had a double birthday party with Aunt Megan whose birthday was the week before. We swam at Nana's house, had some good food, and opened lots of presents. Emilia had a blast. A few days later, Dahmi and Grandpa Watts came over and gave her their present, which she was SO cute with. She is such a happy, talented, adorable, smart, loving, and well-behaved (for a 2-year-old) little kid. Happy birthday, my beautiful baby!
holding her new barbie--she calls her her princess
suited up and ready to swim!
more present opening
eating her birthday cupcakes (I made them look like Pooh and Piglet, but I forgot to take pictures, darn it!)
Dahmi and Grandpa got her an easel...
...and markers, which she wrote on her forehead with while trying to pull the cover off.
She LOVED it. Can you tell?
Playing Pooh sticks at a park in Provo. She found quite the Pooh stick.
After playing in the pool at Nana's, Emi wanted to wear her wings and "swim" the next day. That lasted about a minute. :)
This is how I often find Emi after she's fallen asleep. She sure loves her Pooh bear and blankie.
http://modelsearch.parenting.com/contests/showentry/349292
Next--Emilia turned 2! We had a double birthday party with Aunt Megan whose birthday was the week before. We swam at Nana's house, had some good food, and opened lots of presents. Emilia had a blast. A few days later, Dahmi and Grandpa Watts came over and gave her their present, which she was SO cute with. She is such a happy, talented, adorable, smart, loving, and well-behaved (for a 2-year-old) little kid. Happy birthday, my beautiful baby!
getting ready to open more presents
holding her new barbie--she calls her her princess
suited up and ready to swim!
more present opening
eating her birthday cupcakes (I made them look like Pooh and Piglet, but I forgot to take pictures, darn it!)
Dahmi and Grandpa got her an easel...
...and markers, which she wrote on her forehead with while trying to pull the cover off.
She LOVED it. Can you tell?
And just some more random pictures of the cutie pants.
Playing with chalk
Playing Pooh sticks at a park in Provo. She found quite the Pooh stick.
After playing in the pool at Nana's, Emi wanted to wear her wings and "swim" the next day. That lasted about a minute. :)
This is how I often find Emi after she's fallen asleep. She sure loves her Pooh bear and blankie.
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