Sailor has been making huts, or as she says it, "hunts". She uses pillows and blankets, or "blanklies". I really love the way she says things. I know that it wont be long before she says things correct, and I will miss these days.
So the girls decided to make their own Valentine's this year. Bailee chose a "Twilight" theme. Her Valentine's were black hearts and said "Girls name + Edward" or "Boys name + Bella". They had little "bite" marks on them with blood dripping down. Her box was covered with "Twilight"photos. Funny.
Preslee's chose a "recycle/peace" theme. Her box was tie dyed and had various peace sign stickers on it. Her Valentine's were peace signs and had different "Go green" pins attached.
Not me. Today was one of those days. Guy cried for a good 2 1/2 hours. He normally doesn't act like that. He is very well natured and happy. So, today he got up, as usual. Ate his breakfast, as usual. I got him dressed, as usual. He was happy. About 10 minutes later, it was all over. All he wanted to do was cry, flop on the floor, and cry some more. I thought maybe he was still hungry. Nope. I thought maybe was thirsty. Nope. I thought, maybe he just wanted to nap, so I put him in his crib, and he cried. I let him cry for about 20 minutes before I got him, and, what-do-you-know, he had pooped. I thought, maybe he just had a stomach ache and he should feel better now. Nope. He cried and arched his back when I held him. He cried and arched his back when I put him down. Finally, I decided he wanted to go out for a walk. That didn't help either. In the back of my head I kept thinking something is really wrong. He doesn't act like this. I need to take him to the doctor and figure it out. I decided to take it up with the Big Man first, and I knelt in prayer. I asked to know what to do. I decided to take him on another walk, but let him actually walk this time. Screaming, he walked down the driveway, and fell. I heard the Spirit voice to me that I should "Check his shoe". I ran down the driveway and pulled off his shoes and socks, to find that his big toe had been tucked under his other toes and was bright red, except for the tip, which was white. He had immediate relief and stopped crying and laid his head on my shoulder. I just cried and thanked My Father for His guidance. Guy is in slippers for the duration of the day. He will not let me put his shoes on him. Can I blame him...no!!!
Sailor is in a hip hop dance class. She practices NONSTOP! She is constantly saying "Mom, watch me do a handstand", or "Mom, watch this head stall". I love the fact that she is passionate about it, but I wish that the pactices could be without me watching. Notice the bonk on her nose. It is from practicing her moves in preschool.
Blogging has never been something that I longed to do. It is kind of like scrapbooking, I liked it alright, but I didn't really make time for it. But, because of my wonderful sister, I have decided to give it a try. I figure if she can do it anyone can :)