Orange and other Kady-isms

Orange is Kady's favorite color. We're starting to work on counting, singing her ABC's, id'ing colors, etc., with Kady. When asked her favorite color, she always responds orange. I think it's the one she remembers. It appears to have no correlation with anything. Daddy is of course pleased with the choice of "hunter orange" as opposed to pink or even blue.

The child is in love with Dora (and Diego). She can spot the characters at 300 yards. . .on anything! She picked out new panties with Dora on them. When asked what her mama's name was, she responded, "Dora." Go figure.

We left from Kev's this morning (Monday) at 5:30 to make it to work/school. (How could I tell Kev no when he asked us to stay an extra night?) Kady was bright-eyed. Eventually, she did get tired of the car seat and kept asking when she would see "Sissy," who is her BFF at the babysitter's. It's just not right to be bright-eyed and pleasantly talkative at 5:30 am. . .

Her language skills make me so happy. (It's the little things sometimes. . .) As a speech-language pathologist, I think you are always aware of your child's development and worried about the possiblities. Our family has a strong history of delayed speech and language development. Kyler has made tremendous leaps and bounds compared to where he was. I've always been focused on any deficits he might have. . .even if a little in denial (read here). I'm proud to say Kady is doing very well in this area. Every day I am amazed by her new vocabulary.

Kady had her first taste of deer meat this weekend. She loved it. We had deer-meat chili on Saturday and fried deer meat on Sunday. Kev told her that the meat came from Kyler. She turned to him and said, "thank you." Kev asked her if she was going to be a deer hunter when she was older and she said she was. Kyler then told her that he got to kill the big bucks and she could have the little ones. She said, "OK." How did Kev manage to warp them both? and so quickly. . .

That's it. That's all I got. Maybe tomorrow I'll be less sleep deprived. . .

The Best Laid Plans. . .

Today did not go as planned. Ever had one of those days? I was supposed to get to see Kevin, run the errands I needed to run, and post Kyler's video from his program at school. Instead, I'm truly battling some "taken advantage of" feelings. I did not leave my dirty house so that I could come down here and clean my husband's "bachelor pad."

Let me back up. Kady is no longer taking a nap. Her sleep schedule is nightmare inducing. . .to me. For some unknown reason, God saw fit to give 2 night owls a beautiful little girl who just happens to be a morning person. The child is like an alarm clock--that never needs to be reset. 6am: "Get up! Get up, Mama, GET UP!" That's what I heard this morning (and every other day). We were dressed and on Target's doorstop at 8:30 this morning. (They open at 8, in case you're wondering.) I ran all our errands. I attempted to post, but the computer was having "connection" issues--who isn't? I've cleaned as much as I can, but it's just one of those days when one thing after another happens.

For example, Kady was laying down to take a nap when the lid came off her hot chocolate (lukewarm) and it spilled everywhere. (I know, hindsight is everything!) Kyler is beyond hyper, which is partially due to being stuck in this very small duplex. I've come a long ways on Kev's laundry, Kev's dirty dishes, and Kev's dirty house in general. . .What I need to clean up next is my attitude. I need a healing of my attitude.

I love my husband. I'm blessed to have Kevin as my husband. He truly is a wonderful man, who makes huge sacrifices for his family. I'm blessed to have a daughter like Kady, who took the initiative last night to pee pee in the potty because her big brother was. (FYI: Kady and I were brushing our teeth. Kyler walked in and started going pee pee, because my children have no concept of the terms "privacy" and "personal space." Kady suddenly said she needed to go, and she did!) I'm blessed to be able to take her to Target and buy her Dora panties as a reward. I'm blessed to have a son as full of life as Kyler. I'm blessed to have a son who is more coordinated, with better rhythm, and a better ability to carry a tune than his momma. . .or his daddy. . .How did that happen? I'm blessed to be able to come down here and see Kevin (even if it's not as much as I would like!). I'm blessed to be able to do Kev's laundry at his duplex instead of having to go to the laundromat. I'm blessed. Period.

As promised, here (hopefully) is Kyler's program at school.


The winner of the giveaway is Wanda, but I'm having technical difficulties. I will attempt to contact her on Monday, at which time, she will have 48 hours to respond.

May we all realize how truly blessed we are! Have a great weekend!


PS I am blessed in the nap area as well. Kady is (finally) taking a nap.

blah, blah: AKA My Manifesto on Life

I don't have anything exciting to write about, but I'll waste your time anyway. Kevin came home this weekend. It's really nice that he is so close. The kids were wild and wonderful this weekend. It was really fun getting to see Teresa and her kids on Saturday (Happy Birthday, Teresa!).

We went to church Sunday and Sunday night [way too hard to get used to for this former Methodist : )]. After we left, Kyler and I went to the car wash. It's a new car wash and I will NEVER use it again. My car is still dirty. Again, I digress. . .Anyway, we stopped at a gas station even though I think I had enough gas to make it to work today. (I had to give the boss a ride last week after she ran out of gas, and I guess I'm still a little skittish about running out of gas.) Ssssssoooooo, we stopped to get some gas, and guess who I saw?! There, at a little gas station in Arkansas, was a guy I grew up with. He now lives in KENTUCKY. What are the chances? It was so good getting to see him and meet his very sweet wife and adorable little girl.

I guess I was feeling nostalgic on the way home. I know some of you hate class reunions, homecomings, etc. I don't. I think it is so neat to see what has happened to everyone. I am not a competitor in this area of my life. I don't judge (or at least try not to). I just like to listen and see the person I used to know has become. My manifesto of the typical life goes something like this:

First, we're children. We know so little but are constantly learning. We know right and wrong. We know what we should do, where we should be, and who we are. We also know exactly what we will be and what we will do when we become adults. Then, we're adults. We still know so little, but most are rooted in their current level of knowledge. We know right and wrong. We don't always do what's right and avoid what's wrong. We have no idea what we should do, where we should be, and who we are. We waste all of our time trying to figure out these things. Before we realize it, life has just kinda happened to us. We look around and realize we're just bumbling along, trying to figure it out as we go. And that's as much as I claim to have figured out. . .

and how was your weekend?

Hello, all. (A very special hello to R.F. and J.F.!) I am proud to announce that I have new tires!! Yea!! Hopefully, this means no flat tires (although I hate to think what this means for Worley's Tire. . .). So much for the weekend. . .I had a stomach bug all weekend. This means that my weekend without the kids (otherwise known as "I-can-tackle-anything-weekend" turned into "Maybe-I'll-just-sleep-in-the-bathroom" weekend). (Sorry--too much info, huh?) Anyway, I think my kids both had fun. Kady had her first camping experience (in a camper, so it SSSOOO doesn't count, right? : ). Kyler got to go to a real Native American Pow Wow. I can't wait to see his pics. He had so much fun! It has been so much fun to get to know new people through this "blogging thingy." Thanks so much to all those who share so much with the rest of us through their blog, and thanks to you lone souls who take the time to read this blog. : )