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So, I haven't posted in a while because we've been moving. Thank you to Rachel Hudgins, who helped me pick out my wall colors for our dining, kitchen, powder, family and girls' rooms. It looks fabulous! So, we moved all of our stuff on the 20th and then my mother-in-law, Di, her sister, Crazy Aunt Barb and my brother-in-law, Cody, came to visit on the 22nd. I was a little stressed after the move.....i lost my cool on a few of the wrestlers Travis had moving our stuff and had to apologize! eek. Oh well....now they know why Travis is so tough...he has me for a wife. ha ha. So, being still stressed because our house wasn't' in order, I naturally wanted it to be for my mother-in-law, despite telling Travis I wasn't stressed. BUT, since his mom is so laid back it ended up being just fine.....especially when my friend Natalie and mom came and helped me put stuff away. They literally saved my sanity. While my Mom-in-law was here we went out to eat one night and Sydney was going to have a grilled cheese sandwich and she was so excited about it. She asked her Uncle Cody if he was going to have a grilled cheese sandwich too and he said, no, so she asked him if he was going to have a "boy"-cheese sandwich. It was so cute! We all just laughed. I don't think she liked us laughing at her, but I explained that we were laughing because she was so cute. Addyson has taken a few steps, but still prefers crawling at this point. It's so much faster for her. She loves our stairs too and I'm constantly chasing after her. We can't find a gate to fit our stairway....ugh.
We celebrated her 1st birthday when Di, Barb and Cody were here. She was so cute and loved the cupcake she got to eat. She just laughed and laughed. She now is in the 25% for weight and has advanced to the "slightly over 50%" for height. She's small, but not as small as Sydney was at this age.
More pictures to come....I'm at my mom's computer and don't have time to update pictures here.

Funny Girls

Sydney says the funniest things sometimes. I lost my voice due to a cold and the first day it was just really scratchy. I guess that sounds like her pre-school teacher, Miss Kitter, b/c she told me that I sounded like Miss Kitter then asked if I was pretending to be Miss Kitter. I explained to her that I was sick, etc., but the entire day whenever I would ask her to do something she would smile a huge smile and say "yes, Miss Kitter". Then I completely lost my voice and had to whisper the next day. That was lovely. Sydney asked why I was whispering and I told her that I lost my voice. She asked "Where did it go? Do you want me to help you look for it?". I, of course had to chuckle and then explained to her that it wasn't really lost,etc. She thought it was really cool, though, so she had to tell everyone at T-ball practice including the coach. They just looked at her like, "What are you trying to tell me??".
New story...last week Sydney couldn't go to school one day b/c she had had diarrhea the night before. The next Tuesday when she returned to school the first thing she said to the teacher when she got Sydney out of the car is "I don't have diarrhea anymore!", so I thought that was fine....but today.... three days later at gymnastics when Sydney got there, she proudly announced to everyone there that she didn't have diarrhea. Her coach just gave her a thumbs up.

And this is how 3 year old minds think......So, all of my parents' grandkids have always called them Annie and Poppy b/c Liam was the first and that's what he called them. Well, Sydney also calls her other grandparents G's and Pops. I had no idea until last Christmas that Sydney didn't think she had a grandma and grandpa (b/c she has two sets) until an older man came over and she asked him if he was a grandpa and she sat on his lap the entire night and told everyone that he was a REAL GRANDPA! I explained to her that she had two grandpas and two grandmas and she was thrilled! Well, that was months ago....almost a year ago, but out of the blue, Sydney started calling my parents Grandfather and Grandma. Not Grandpa, Grandfather. So funny. She insists we all call them that....we can't call them Annie and Poppy. Even in family prayer at night when I'm asking for blessings for Annie and Poppy, she'll correct me by whispering...no, no, Grandma and Grandfather. My grandmother, who we call Memama, and who Sydney has always called 'MaBear" is now great-grandmother. We have to call her that too. Of course, she can't hear very well, so she doesn't understand this at all, so Sydney gets frustrated sometimes when she calls herself Memama instead of Great-grandmother.

Addyson has become my mountain climber......and she's very fast at it. I can't keep her off the kitchen table or shelves or beds or whatever she can pull a chair up to and climb up on. I can't leave her for a second and it's proving to be very challenging. As soon as I look at her she starts shaking her head back and forth (for no) b/c she knows I'm going to say "no, no". It's a game now. She'll climb up on the chair and stand up on it, and then wait for me to look at her, then she'll shake her head. I'll say "no, no, Addyson, sit down", and she'll sit down and laugh, then she'll stand up again, look at me and shake her head. I can't help but laugh, but I know it's just perpetuating the situation. Whenever she does something she knows she's not supposed to do, she'll start shaking her head for "no", but, she still does it anyway and screams bloody murder when I remove her from the dangerous situation.
She also likes to shake her head up and down for yes and finds this very funny. She's also VERY tough and can take Sydney's "tackle-hugs", wrestling holds and even thinks it's funny when Sydney picks her up and starts running with her. Mommy, however, finds this quite scary, especially on the hardwood floors or the tile.
Gotta run for now...Addyson calls!

Interpretation

I had to write this one down! Today we were talking about colleges because of the football games on today and also about Conference out of Salt Lake. Sydney asked where the speakers of conference were and I told her that they were in Utah. My Dad made the comment to Syd that she will live in Utah one day when she's in college at BYU. Sydney, of course, had no clue what he was talking about, so I thought I'd quickly explain....in my own mumbly talk...I said.."College is where you'll go after you graduate high-school"....and Sydney gets a horrified look on her face and says.."but I don't want to turn into a vegetable"....Sooooooo, in other words, Kate mumbles and doesn't explain things very well. "After you graduate high-school" turned into "After you turn into a vegetable" in two seconds. I had to take a two minute Laugh-hysterically break before sitting down and explaining to Sydney what I really said and then going through the sequence of school and how old she will be with each stage. She then had to get out the map and I showed her where Utah is and my mom and I sang the BYU fight song for her (which we sing often during football season).

Random Thoughts

I was listening to a "goodnight song" (link:http://www.readysetmom.com/readysetmom/2007/09/a-bedtime-song-.html) and it fits so well with anyone who has kids! Sydney is such a pro at stalling. I know this, yet, I get sucked in way too many times. She's actually quite good about going to bed when compared to other stories I've heard from other moms. Travis is so efficient with it and can put her down so fast. I, however, have to lay down with her for a little while and talk about funny things. Right now, she thinks it's so funny that pigs can eat just about anything, so she wants me to talk about the pigs with her. Then she'll start naming stuff and I have to tell her whether or not pigs would eat it. She thinks it's hilarious. I, of course, then start laughing, and then it's not "quiet" time anymore. Oh well...it's fun, but it definitely takes me twice as long to put her to bed than it does Travis. So, then funny turns into tears when I tell her that she needs to go to sleep, then that turns into me getting frustrated and not wanting to ruin the good feelings we had a 1/2 second ago. Why does it always have to end in threatening....."if you get out of bed young lady...." and so forth???? BUT, alas, it does. But in the morning she's happy and excited to see me and has seemed to forget that Mommy was so "mean" the night before. Speaking of mornings....there is nothing cuter than a baby when she first wakes up. When I go get Addyson in the mornings or from her naps, I just can't help but squeeze her tight and kiss her all over her face. She's just so darn cute!!!

Randomly changing subjects here..... We are moving into a new house in the next 2 weeks and I have been busy making myself crazy picking out paint colors. My friend, Rachel, has patiently been helping me over the phone. She lives in Washington state, but is an interior designer, so we hopefully picked out some good colors. We'll see!

Sydney's last day of soccer was yesterday and she starts t-ball next Wednesday. It was kind of funny because they have just been kicking their own ball into a goal or kicking it to one other person, but yesterday their coach had them try and play a mock-game of soccer. So, there was only ONE ball and everyone wanted it. Sydney did NOT like that at all. She would get to it and kick it then someone else would kick it away from her and she got extrememly frustrated. I think I need to let her watch it on TV and explain the concept to her a little better. She did, however, do a good job if she were playing football. She dove at the ball, picked it up and started running away as fast as she could. It was hilarious, but she was MAD that the other kids were taking her ball away.

Memama

What a day I've had! I was going to spend time responding to Natalie's "tag", which I will do later...if I find time, but I thought I'd post about today. I actually got in bed last night before 11:00pm, so that was a great start to today, but around 9:00 my grandmother, "Memama" wasn't feeling to well and feeling very weak, so I helped her sit down and got her breakfast. I told her not to get up without my help, but when I went to check on Addyson I heard a loud crash, and sure enough, she had gotten up, passed out and hit the hardwood floor...hard. She wasn't sure what was going on, so I explained it to her and she said she couldn't move. I wasn't about to move her, so I called my Dad and then I called 911. My mom was playing tennis, so it was just me and the little girls home with her. Thank goodness we hadn't moved yet, or she would have fallen and been by herself for 3 hours. She passed out while I was talking to the 911 operator and kept coming in and out. My sweet neighbor came over and helped with the girls (she kept Addyson from crawling all over Memama and trying to pull her glasses off and bobby-pins out of her hair!) Then she went and got mom from her tennis match after the paramedics arrived. Miraculously, Memama didn't break anything, but her heart rate was only 30 bpm. They had to life-flight her to the hospital. Sydney was so curious about everything. She didn't understand why Memama (Syd calls her "Ma-Bear) fell down and why she wasn't talking or moving. But, our neighbor, Dawn, took her and Addyson outside to see the firetruck and ambulence, so that was very exciting for her. She was so good at "babysitting" Memama for me when it was just us at the house. What a big helper she turned out to be. Well, Memama is at the hospital and they have one more test to do before they decide whether or not to put a pace-maker in. She's 88 years old and any surgery they do on her will be traumatic on her I suspect. So, it's a waiting game. They still aren't able to raise her heart rate about 38 bpm and her blood pressure is sky high....I don't know much about medicine, but it seems odd to me to have high blood pressure and a low heart rate, but I don't know anything. My Mom and Dad have been with her since the helicopter took her to the hospital. It will be an interesting evening I'm sure. My poor parents. They are such good children to their parents. They looked after and housed my Dad's mom and now my Mom's mom. They certainly have a lot of patience and love!