Jean shopping with a 3 year old 'woman'

Here's another shallow blog post. My life has to be light hearted right now when I'm gaining a pound a week and anticipating the fact that Pete and I will soon be outnumbered and our life will go through yet another transition with many anticipated and unanticipated changes.

So, the other day, I was able to wear jeans to work and they had sparkles on them and Miracle wanted to wear her sparkle jeans too. But she has outgrown her jeans from last year...so off to the store we went.
After one hour. 2 stores. 9 different pairs of sparkle jeans. lots of silly faces, poses, and giggles. Miracle and I left the store with 2 pairs of jeans with a big shining grin from Miracle.

Trying the jeans on in the dressing room was quite a noisy adventure. It was as if they were silly jeans because she instantly became so silly posing and making faces in the mirror as she looked at the back and front of the jeans. Oh she laughed and giggled. I hope and pray that jean shopping with her will always be this fun...so maybe I'm dreaming or out of touch with reality but that's alright for now.

Here are some pictures of the jeans we bought on Miracle's 1st jean shopping experience (of course she wouldn't take a picture if she wasn't being silly because they are actually silly jeans I guess.)

Miracle wanted to be sure I posted the picture of her sleeping. Isn't that what jean shopping does to us women?

My 2 year old big boy!

Matthias turned 2 years old on August 10, 2011.

Yes, they spelled his name wrong on the cake...
But it still tasted good. He brought the cake to daycare and daddy joined the daycare kids for lunch and the birthday party! Matthias woke up singing happy birthday to himself and was getting mad at his daycare friends for saying happy birthday to him. I guess he didn't understand that they were saying it to him. He thought they were trying to steal his birthday.

I don't know how it happens...suddenly Matthias is done with his booster chair and he NOT sitting in it. I think daddy is convinced he's raising a football player with is strong lean lil' body so a few falls off the chair will only toughen him up I suppose. He hasn't fallen off yet. I think he was born with more coordination and athleticism than I have ever had after working to attain it. However, he still thinks he's "1" if you ask him how old he is. Oh well, we all grow up too fast anyway.

He's such a fun happy laid back toddler. He loves to sing and it is one of my favorite things to wake up to Matthias singing songs in his crib just patiently waiting for someone to come and get him. You never know what song it will be: Twinkle Little Star, Jesus Loves Me, The B-I-B-L-E, Veggie Tales...He talks more than any other 2 year old boy I know. He loves to climb on anything and jump off. He still loves ball and sleeps with at least one ball in his crib with him. He loves to play drums just like his daddy. It is so much fun to watch him play his new drum pad that he got for his birthday. He often quietly just watches as his dramatic 3 1/2 year old sister tantrums and lives out her drama with a look of "what is her problem" on his face. But prayers are always welcome because he is also the biggest parrot and copy-catter right now so let's hope he doesn't start tantrumming like Miracle does. I wonder if he is secretly hoping for a baby brother?

So, it won't be but weeks and I will have another baby. I guess I better stop calling my 'big boy' my baby.

I love my 'gift from God' Matthias!

Happy Belated 2nd Birthday!

Miracle's 1st Sleepover

This blog is a few days overdue but it is noteworthy to jot down for a good memory. Last Friday night, July 29, 2011 Miracle had her first sleepover. She packed her suitcase with her sleeping bag, her two puppy blankets, jammies, pullup, toothbrush and toothpaste, swimsuit, and change of clothes; I picked her up from daycare and off we went to her cousin Emma's house for the long awaited sleepover. Miracle was so excited as we drove over there and she said, "Mom, you and Matthias stay in the car and just drop me off." I asked her if she was my little girl or my big girl and she said, "Big girl mom I'm growing bigger."
She had a great time with her cousins.