


It's looking better everyday. Amazing how fast they heal at this age. And I'm soooo glad!
Miss Murry and I walked up to the Tag Agency today and if you've ever walked with a toddler.....you know that slow doesn't even begin to describe it. She runs around the house all day and looks like she's moving fast, but apparently not too fast. It was fun, though. She enjoyed it way more than a stroller ride. We had a conversation...lol. I can't believe how grown up my lil girl is!
Then onto this new toy.....It was very expensive$$$$$ and it's all the rage for the toddlers.........
It was really cute to watch. She had a method to her madness, and the noisy "skirt" just seemed to add to her fun!!!
Aren't kids grand???
I'll just stop there on a positive note and not get into the messiness of how our evening ended.
As you can tell, I'm really working on her manners. I think it's the teacher in me. Manners are almost a lost cause in the elementary school today. I had one student who had the best manners EVER. I was so impressed with her. It was obvious she had been raised that way. As the year went on, I learned she had been home-schooled. I rocked the boat by putting her up for a national award in the 2nd month of school since she was new to the public school system. The category respect(manners were a requirement) and this kid deserved it. She didn't do it because she wanted an award, she did it because it's the right way to be. So I got jazzed a little for it....big deal. I never was one to follow the rules--especially unwritten rules that come from peer pressure like that. Needless to say, I required manners from my students so I wouldn't consider not requiring it of my own children.
As you can see from the pic, Miss Murry took a spill. She was walking out of the store, and was blinded by the bright sun. She says, "ohhh bright!" She stepped right off the curb and hit the concrete face first. :( I felt so awful. It's her first boo-boo with blood and scratches. We've had lots of bruises, but no blood. I thought Nana had ahold of her hand and Nana thought I had her hand.......
I cleaned her up and she'll be okay, but it's just hard to see your little one get hurt especially when I could have easily prevented it. It actually looks worse than in this picture as it has had time to bruise more and swell.
Ok onto to a more positive note. I got a lot accomplished today. We had a run, run, run day.
That pretty much sums up the day till about 4 when we came home and took a nap together. She really likes napping with me and I was tired from the lack of sleep this week. Plus there is the whole guilt factor for letting her fall on her face. She's been up every night for anywhere form 1-2 hours. Always at 1:30 right about the time I'm either laying down or drifting off.
A few quick Murry-isms from the past few days:
That's about it. On the potty front we had a good day. She only used 1 diaper today. She held it the whole time we were running errands and there was only 1 accident all day and it was a poop. Progress! :) We still have a long ways to go, but it's looking promising that she can be trained by age 2.
The house is getting so close....then my life can return to some form of normal.....if there is such a thing...lol!
Thanks to those who take the time to read....I know some days are just boring stuff, but isn't that how life goes.....anyway if read, drop me a line. :)
Ok so this has all happened while we're getting ready for the day...and by now Mommy is at her wit's end and the day has just begun.
It got much better thank goodness. We went to the bank to set in our interest rate on the house, and she was good for the whole 45 minutes of Mama and Daddy signing papers. Then we grabbed lunch and took it to the shop to see Mamaw and Papaw. She had fun there like she always does. Then we went to library to grab some tax forms and a book that I had on hold. A nice little day of running errands.
Yes I said tax forms. Every year we say we won't wait till the last minute and every year, we do. And we get a REFUND! Most people can't wait to do their taxes if they are getting a refund. It's just one of those things.....
Oh and I've had the check made out for my tag since the 3rd of the month....and I'll probably wait till the last day of March. I think I just have a procrastination gene...that I definitely got form my father because we all know Mom does everything early or at least on time.
I was telling Dad just today that I "misplaced" a hundred $$ bill. Most people hang on to those. He said, "You're a dork, like me." Thanks Dad and right back at ya! ;) And the good news is I found it. It was only misplaced--never lost.
I read a book called The Time Traveler's Wife which I thought was great. So I went to pick up another book by the same author....The Three Incestuous Sisters *raised eyebrow* Well I didn't even bring it home. Turns out it's a picture book and it sucks. I sat in the library and thumbed through it while Murry read her books on the beanbag. It was beyond Stupid. To sum up...read the Time Traveler's Wife, if you haven't and stay as far away from the Sisters as possible. I picked up Outlander.....anyone ever read that???
All I have for now....my mind may go on another tangent this evening, and you know I'll share.
Ok, now I feel a little better.
Note to self...get up off of ass and do something.
I could get things done while the kids sleeps if she could sleep while I get things done. You see what I'm saying. She wakes up at a mousefart......always has. I gave up being very productive during naptime when she was about 6 or 8 mos old. Somewhere in there.
Our next house has insulation in the interior walls..... :) ....a mom can dream, right???
It's not that I want to do tons while she sleeps, but a load of laundry, dishes, that sort of thing.
But no I'm trapped here in this little place with a kid who has sleep issues and I have to be quiet as a mouse.....nighttime is a different story. She sleeps right through everything at night, unless she's sick. By the time nighttime does roll around, I'm usually so tired all I want to do is plop into my chair and veg out for a couple hours before hitting the hay myself.
I could really use a Diet Pepsi right about now....any takers on bringing me one.???....lol
Here's my problem--I think the kid is using the pee-pee to get back at me. Both times she had accidents, it was because I was on the phone.......and the last one I had just asked her if she needed to go pee-pee. She said,"no pee-pee in the floor" then proceeded to go in the kitchen and pee in the floor. Oh grrrrrr child! I think she senses my seething anger when I think it's done on purpose and I have to get that under control. Why oh why do kids like to make parents mad? Lately she's been a toot. I'm guessing it's the whole "terrible two" stage moved in. The whole day isn't bad. There are sweet and good moments, but even during a good moment, it seems like she has to ruin it by being, well a toot.
Today at a glance ( well maybe a more of a stare)
At my meeting....my eighth grade english teacher has joined WW. She was one of my more memorable teachers from junior high. She made my day! She recognized me and said that she wouldn't forget me because I'm still just as pretty as I was back then. Awww now that is just so sweet. I started to give her a look, but decided just to accept the compliment with some grace. Isn't great how God puts people in your path to lift you up when your feeling down?
Read on to see which one wins. I decided the first one was instead that her medicine wore off and gave her more since it's one that says every 4 hours. So that kills #1. Then I get up and make her some oatmeal since it's one of the few things she wants to eat right now. I go in there and feed her oatmeal at 3:30 am. (I promise I didn't shove it down toooo hard!) Ok so I sit with her in the rocker and now she wants to visit with me. I asked her if she had an owie anywhere and she point to her foot. Whatever...so I kiss it. I am beginning to suspect an ingrown toenail, though because she says this often and I don't see anything. Reason #2 is still a slight possibility. Anyhow, she finally says it, Daddy at work? No, he's sleeping I say. I want to see Daddy. Awwww and she was so sweet when she said it. So I take her in there to show her that Daddy is sleeping and she wakes him up and is all hugging on him. They play for a few minutes in bed and he takes her back to her room to read a few stories. The best part is that I had been telling her that Mama was trying to sleep. So I brought in to see Daddy for a minute and sat her in bed between us. I lifted my head up for something and she patted my head and said, Night, Night, Mama. LOL....this kid cracks me up! It was like I'm seeing Daddy now--you go on to sleep. Nevermind that you're the one who's been back and forth for 3 loooooong hours. That's when I told him to takeher in and read to her and put her back down. He puts her down around 4 am and off to sleep she goes......not to be heard from until 10:45 thank goodness. The funny and by funny I mean frustrating thing is that if I'd sent him in there at 1:30 we could have had many more hours of sleep. I told him one of the times that he woke up that I thought she might be wondering about him and if he made it home and all. Oh well live and learn, right?