Celebrity Look-Alikes

As our kids have gotten older, we've noticed a couple of things about them that reminded us of celebrities.  Strawberry has freckles like Evangeline:

Apple smiles like Renee:

But just last night I was playing with Mango and I realized: our little princess looks like Conan.

Okay, it's not quite the face, but she totally has the baby version of Conan hair.  This picture doesn't show it well, but she has this little cowlick right at the front that makes her hair do that little poofy flip.  If her hair was a little longer and redder, it would be a perfect match. :)

Me

Luke sent me an email this morning that had the biggest guilt trip ever.  So to make him happy, I goofed around with Photobooth.  So here you go honey.  Happy?  

That last one is me practicing my mean face for my talk with Strawberry's teacher today.   If I had taken a picture after the meeting, there probably would have been steam coming out of my ears.  I may write about that after I've had time to cool off, but I try to avoid too much negativity on the blog.  This is our happy place!

I wish I could give you a real kiss.  :)  Only 4 more months. Ha-ha. Only? Let me rephrase.  Four more months?!?!  It's only been three and a half so far??  I'm going to go cry into my pillow.

See?  Happy place.  :)

The Way to Apple's Heart

For the past couple of days, I have been working on a file folder game for the girls to play with at church.  I'd made them before, but not for a few years.  Apple was impressed by how amazing I am at coloring with colored pencils.  She'd sit next to me and say, "I really really love you mommy!" and "You are the best Mommy ever!" and "You are really good at coloring around things.  I really love you!"  It was so funny.  She asked if I was the best colorer in the world and I said "probably not."  That blew her away.  "There is somebody who is even better at coloring than you??"  These occasional little ego boosts are pretty nice.  :)

Baby Steps

I made my first foray into gardening last week: we planted flowers in a pot.  Ooo, wow.  We went to Home Depot and bought a pot, some purple and white African daisies, and some other orange flower that was pretty.  I don't remember the name and I threw away the card.  Since I had no idea how many flowers to buy, my arrangements are pretty goofy looking.  But they are pretty.  I looove daisies.  The girls thought this was my best idea ever and we made a huge mess of ourselves getting dirt into the pots and watering them (and ourselves in the process).  Mango sat in the grass looking annoyed.  That girl does not like the backyard much.

I figure that if I can keep these flowers alive for a few weeks, I'll get some bigger planters and we can grow a little vegetable garden.  I don't know what vegetables though.  My kids only consistently like baby carrots.  Can you grow baby carrots?  Maybe some peas.  One of my happy childhood memories is picking peas in my mom's garden and eating half of them.  I know I'm probably a huge disappointment to my mom. :)  She always had a big beautiful garden when I was little and we always had tons of fresh corn and green beans.  I love snapping green beans for canning.  But I'm making a start.  That's gotta count for something, right?  In honor of our new little flower garden, we cleaned up the rest of the patio and took pictures.  And I finally mowed the lawn.  I even bought some Scott's Turf-Builder so that I can attempt to make my yard amazing.  At least I got rid of all the weeds.  I also bought an umbrella for the patio set.  Funny story:  yesterday it rained a little, but I didn't bring it in because I figured a little rain wouldn't hurt it.  It's an umbrella, right?  But while we were at gymnastics, the wind picked up and when we got home, the whole patio set was knocked over and the umbrella was pretty messed up.  I'll probably be able to fix it, and we are really lucky it went into the yard instead of into the window.  But so much for making things nice.

Of all the flowers in the garden, these three are definitely the prettiest:

Kid Quotes 2008

My sidebar is getting ridiculously long, so I'm going to split the kid quotes up and make them into separate posts by year.  Just cleaning up a little. :)

Strawberry: "Did you know that I'm not the importantest child that was ever born?"

Me: "Poor Daddy, that stinks!" (referring to problems with his final project).  Apple (glaring at me): "Daddy not stinks!"

Me: "What should we get Grandpa for Christmas?" Strawberry: "Well, he really likes to watch the news show, so we should get him the news on DVD."

Strawberry: "Whenever I hear music, I do very cool movements like this . . ." (moving her hips and shoulders).

Strawberry: "I took a shower all by myself and even used the air conditioning so I wouldn't get tangles."

Apple: "Mama, I lub you and I really like you and you are berry pwetty." (Not funny, just so sweet!)

Strawberry (looking at a hamburger bun): "Mom, if we plant these seeds, can we grow bread?"

Me: "Be careful when you're eating the cake so it doesn't get all over."  Apple: "Yeah, I eat it with my mouth, not my face."

Me: "How old are you going to be?"  Apple: "Three, four, five, six, SEVENNNNN!"  Me: "You mean three?"  Apple: "No, I TWOOOOOOO!"  Me: "But you're going to be three on your birthday."  Apple (bursting into tears): "I no wanna get three!  I go first grade!  I TWOOO!"  (She's hit her terrible three early and gets upset about everything.)

Strawberry: "Mom, I was just wondering, how do clothes gt smaller so you can't wear them anymore?"

Strawberry: "When I hear a word that is ins-teresting, I pause it in my head and then write it down when I get home so my stories are more ins-teresting."

I was reading a book to the girls.  Strawberry jumped up suddenly and said, "Wait, can you push pause for a sec?"

Apple's prayer tonight: "Heavenly Father, are you really there? . . . Please bless Jesus a get better, and he get in a mountain really fast . . . "

Strawberry: "My teacher's name used to be Ann when she was little, but when she grew up, she changed it to Mrs. Smith."

Apple: "You need a get a job, daddy."

Me: "Luke, you should have been a banker and made $10 million a year."  Strawberry, eyes brightening, "I'm going to be a banker."  Apple: "I'm going to be a chicken!"

Apple "I go to pretty-school."  Strawberry, "You mean preschool?"  Apple: "Yeah, yeah, pretty-school!"

Apple: "Mama, mama, bad guys in the clouds!" (during a thunderstorm)

Strawberry (talking about a Hello Kitty movie):  "That movie isn't real, you know.  It says that she is the nicest girl in the world, but that's not really true because I'm the nicest girl in the world."

Luke overheard Strawberry in her room after I told her to clean it: "Cinderella, pick up your laundry; Cinderella, clean the windows; hmmmph."  Does that make me the wicked stepmother?

Me: "I'm not a trampoline, I'm a lady!"  Apple: "Hee-hee, you not a ladybug!"

Strawberry: "I want to be a painter face." Me: "That would be fun." Strawberry: "Yeah, I'm going to be a facer paint."  Me: "You would be good at it." Strawberry: "You wish you were a pacer faint?"  me: "It would be cool."  Strawberry: "I'm definitely going to be a faintcer."

Kid Quotes 2009

Strawberry: "If Jesus was going to be born in 5 years, like if it was a long time ago, then I would be 12!"

Apple (draping a towel on her head): "Mom, do I look like Mary?"  Me: "Yes."  Apple: "Mary from Lord of the Rings?" Me: "Wait, what?  Who?" Apple: "You know, Merry, the little guy."  Yep, my daughter has Mary confused with Merry.  Guess our next FHE lesson is planned.

Apple: "Look!  Look!  The sky is a rainbow!" (looking at a sunset)

Strawberry: "I know!  We can make daddy a commander for Christmas!"  Me: "How are we going to do that?"  Strawberry: "We can just call up the people and say 'You gotta make Luke Cowley a commander.  You just gotta! and then they'll do it."  As soon as I find out who the "people" are, I'm going to try.  :)

Apple (stomping her foot):  "Why don't they have clothes for big dogs?  It's not fair!  Big dogs get cold too!"

Me: "You need to clean your room." Strawberry: "What will you do if I don't?"  Is that something you really want to ask 3 weeks before Christmas?

Strawberry: "Look Mango is smiling at me!  She's so proud of me."

Apple: "Grandpa is doing the moo lawn" (mowing the lawn).

Apple: "I'm older enough now because I'm four!  I need to get new clothes because all my clothes are too little now because I'm four! I can sit like this now because I'm four!  My hair growed longer last night because I'm four!" Happy birthday sweetie.

Apple (while watching Phantom of the Opera): "Will you curl up my hair so I can sing like her?"

Apple: "Mom, can you put on your smile face?"

Me: "Could you take this bag out and put it in the garbage please?" Strawberry: "Why don't you want to do it yourself?"  Back talk is making me crazy!

Apple: "Is 'I love you' a bad word?"  Me: "Oh, a terrible one."  Apple (giggling) "No it not.  It means I hug my mom."

Apple: "I love Mango all the time because she makes crazy noises." (as Mango is filling her diaper)

Strawberry: "I feel really grown up today, like I could even be eight and I don't even know why.  But I don't feel it in my legs or tummy, but in my head.  What does that mean?"

Apple: "Really good driving, Mom!" as I accelerated to change lanes. It's nice to be appreciated. :)

Apple: "When you look at a light and go your eyes like this [squint], it makes it super!"

Strawberry: "Mom, I figured out how to make chocolate!  First you have to eat a Reese's so you get chocolate all over your fingers, then you rub them together and it turns into normal chocolate without peanut butter. It really works!"

Apple (grabbing Mango's hand and trying to smack her in the face with it): "Stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself."  Thanks SO much, Mike,

Apple: "I think we are moving again because mommy is cleaning." (Ouch)

Apple (watching a movie): "What did he say?"  Strawberry: "I have no idea.  Now quit asking questions because I'm holding the baby."  Apple: "Oh.  Why he say that?"

Strawberry (holding her sister for the first time): "Aww, Mango's little ear is so tiny!  It's even smaller than my hand.  (Holding her hand up to her own ear) Oh wait, my ear is smaller than my hand.  Awww, her ear is so tiny, it's even smaller than my thumb."

Apple: "How the baby get in mama's tummy?"  Strawberry: "Because mommy kissed daddy on the lips. Thats why you should never kiss any on the lips, just the cheek." (Apparently our talks have gone in one ear and out the other)

Strawberry: "I don't understand why I'm so attracted to Star Wars.  It's mostly for boys."  Me: "Well, there's Princess Leia and Queen Amadala."  Strawberry: "No, I don't like it because of them.  I like it because of all the fighting!" :)

Apple (when my brother came for a visit): "Is Peter going to be our new dad?"  :(  She keeps asking why daddy has to be gone so long and when he is coming back.  Luke's deployment is not going to be fun.

Apple: "I going to marry Uncle Jed because he can say things really really loud."

Apple: "Mommy, can we get a pet?"  Me: "No, not right now."  Apple: "Why?" Me: "Because we are getting a new baby soon."  Apple: "How about we give the baby to someone else and I get a dog?  That a good idea!" (Uh-oh)

Apple: "I feel really cute!" (after getting new shoes)

Strawberry to Apple: "Don't believe what Grandpa Cowley says.  He likes to joke all the time."

Apple: "Noo-oo, birdies don't have a bum, they not poo and pee on the bed.  Can we get a bird?"

Apple's prayer: ". . . thank thee that we all be pretty.  And thank thee that I be cute . . . DANG cute."

Apple: "Why is that man walking over there?"  Me: "I don't know.  Why do you ask so many questions?"  Apple: "Because I smart!"

Strawberry: "Why are you making food for the mom who had a baby?  Can't the dad do it?  My dad does it when you are tired.  And you are tired because of the baby.  That's not fair."  Somebody knows she has an awesome daddy.

Apple: "I want to have the same name as you, so you call me Mommy [Apple] now.  Or Behanee Mommy.  That my name.  But it [Apple] too.  Behanee Mommy [Apple].  Okay?"

Apple: "Do you think this purple dress is cute?"  Strawberry: "Yeah, it looks good on you, but we're going to the park."  Apple: "But it short and purple and I look cute."  Strawberry: "Yeah, it will be fine.  Except you have it on inside out." Apple: "Oh . . . maybe I wear something else.  Can you help me find something cute?"  Strawberry: "Of course.  Do you think my outfit is cute?"  Apple: "Ummm, yes!"  (I love listening to them give each other fashion advice)

Strawberry mentioned something scary she had seen at a friend's house (a bone).  Apple: "I know, Daddy can get a sword and KILL it!"  (princess #2 is very violent)

Strawberry: "I maybe want to be a doctor when I grow up, but I think I'm not going to because you think doctors are stupid, and I don't want you to think I'm stupid."  (oops, need to be more careful about talking about work)

Strawberry: "I just thought of this.  Heavenly Mother is the one that put the baby in your tummy because she is a girl so she is in charge of mommies.  Heavenly Father is in charge of daddies."

Strawberry (to mom and dad): "Would you PLEASE stop kissing for a minute?" (after two quick smooches in a row--I know, very shocking)

Apple: "I hungry mama."  Me: "What do you want?"  Apple: "A peanut butter sandwich or bread or a banana or an apple or graham crackers or fruit snacks for fishy crackers or a twinkie or cheese."  Me: "How about a banana?"  Apple: "Noooo!  I not want that!"  Me: "Then how about cheese?"  Apple: "Nooo! Something!"  Me: "Then what do you want?"  Apple: "Ummm, I want, I want, ummm, a peanut butter sandwich."  Me: "Are you sure?" Apple: "Yes, I sure." Apple (after getting the sandwich): "That not what I wanted!"

Apple: "I going to make a really really really big ladder and go up, up to the moon and then climb down again." Me: "What are you going to do on the moon?"  Apple: "I going to get wings and be Tinker bell and fly, fly, fly and twinkle and fly."

Strawberry (throwing away a Kleenex):  "We don't recycle those because you can't make ANYTHING out of boogers."

Strawberry: "Yesterday I put my shoes on the right feet without even looking at them, but today I'm not magical" (*sigh*)

Apple: "Why the sun not come up yet?  Just because?"  (I obviously use that answer too much)

Strawberry: "The moon is made of clouds."

Apple: "Elephants are ticklish, right mommy?"

Strawberry (after seeing a hair product commercial): "Mom, you should get that because your hair is really turning the wrong color."

Me (walking into the girls' room): "Strawberry, why aren't you cleaning?"  Strawberry: "Because Apple made me confused!" Me: "About what?" Strawberry: "Whether I should clean or play!"

Apple (after discovering Strawberry had used her coloring book): "Not cool, [Strawberry], that is not cool."

Spring Break is for Grandparents--Yay!

Spring Break this year was super awesome because we got to visit with both sets of grandparents.  We spent a week with my family and then when we got back, Luke's parents came to visit.  I was totally a slacker taking pictures in Arizona.  In fact, I was totally a slacker the whole time. I ignored my kids and played around on the internet and went to movies the whole time.  But that's what family is for, right?  I finally got to see some movies I'd been missing out on:  Avatar (oooh, pretty), Alice in Wonderland (oooh, trippy), and Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Squequal (ew).  I also got to hit all of Luke's and my favorite eats that we found while we were living there.  Mmmm.  Oh, and Ikea, my favorite store.  It was fun.  Strawberry and Apple talked Aunt Bonnie into jumping into the pool with them, but they came out about fifteen minutes later blue and shivering.  We'll have to go again this summer when it's crazy hot.  I also got to relive my glory days talking to Mike and Mom about all our horrifying nursing stories.  I need a job.  It's so funny how much I miss such an exhausting, depressing, disgusting job.  But as soon as Luke gets home, I'm going to hit all the hospitals and hope that I can find one desperate enough to hire me for exactly what I can give: Saturday nights, baby!

I managed to take two pictures of the other set of grandparents.  Strawberry and Apple got Grandma onto the trampoline while Grandpa fixed my stinkin' weed whacker.  Thank you!  I can now keep the backyard jungle completely under control.  I amazed myself during their visit by actually cooking three dinners in a row!  I don't think I've ever done that.  In fact, I haven't cooked a real dinner since Luke left.  We eat a lot of Bertolli's frozen pasta dinners.  They're tasty.  And you'd be surprised by how many different items there are on the Jack-in-the-Box menu.  My favorite is the chicken teriyaki bowl.  We were very happy that the Cowleys were able to come spend time with us in our crazy household and wish them luck on their trip to Alaska.

Ta-Da!

We spent Strawberry's Spring Break in Arizona and as soon as we got there, my family got Mango sitting up by herself.  The first day she could sit for about 20 seconds, but by the time we left, she was able to sit for a few minutes at a time.  My kids just can't learn anything from me.  I spent months trying to teach Strawberry the alphabet when she was 4 and could barely get past ABC.  Then she started kindergarten and was practically reading the next week.  I couldn't get Apple to draw a straight line, but she started preschool and immediately started writing her name everywhere.  Is there such a thing as anti-teaching?  I have that talent.  :)

I was looking through the pictures here and I realized my doctor was totally right.  She is skinny.  This is a picture that Strawberry took and Mango looks so teeny tiny.  Of course, in person, you can see just how chunck-a-licious her thighs and cheeks are.

Here's one more picture for Luke because he likes goofy pictures.  :)

Keep it Off!

Luke never posts on here and since I can't download pictures of the girls right now, I thought I'd steal a quote from an email he sent recently.  You don't mind, do you honey?

So I shaved off my mustache.  There have been several guys I know that have shaved their mustache off and it was a pretty dramatic change.  I for some reason didn't think it would be that way for me.  But, I guess my mustache was pretty obvious.  I went out this morning and everybody just stared at me for a few seconds.  Then SW2 Longs said, "I didn't recognize you, I think you lost about 10 years,  I don't know if I can take you seriously anymore."  Then at breakfast when I went into the DFAC EO1 Marceau said, "Hey, do your parents know where you are?" So what am I going to do?  I can't be looking like a little kid and people not take me seriously.  I better grow it back.

Ha ha.  Just grow a beard.  Your boss is too far away to know.

Luke is crazy busy.  Or at least he'd better be since I never hear from him.  Just kidding.  Sort of.  Thank goodness for email.  I can't imagine how hard it must have been for military families of earlier times.  They've really accomplished a lot in expanding this base for the Army, especially with all the adverse circumstances they've had to deal with, like equipment breakdowns and bad weather.  I stole a picture of his group off Facebook. Hopefully I won't get in trouble.  Don't tattle!  As soon as Luke tells me, I'll tell you which one is him.  :)  My guess is the one without the gun.

Easter Dresses

Something strange has happened to me since our last baby was born.  I've turned into the biggest dork.  I feel the need to color coordinate everybody all the time.  Cute for the girls right?  Except for some reason, I've decided that Luke and I have to coordinate with them as well.  And sure, it's cute for pictures.  But for just going to church or another outing, it's just weird.  I went to buy dresses for Strawberry and Apple yesterday at the outlet mall because I've noticed that all the sudden all the dresses I bought 2 sizes too big are just about mid-thigh length right now.  Strawberry is all legs and Apple has grown two inches in the past three months.  We found this really cute white dress for Strawberry and then I found a similar-but-different one for Apple and all the sudden I was obsessed.  I had to find matching outfits for Mango and me too.  We spent the next hour scrounging the store and actually came up with some pretty dresses for all of us.  Mine doesn't quite match their's but it's close enough.  After I got home and realized what a nerd I was, I was tempted to take my dress back and get the black one.  But then I looked in my closet and realized that all my skirts and dresses are black or tan.  This is the funnest dress I have bought since the kids started coming along.  Just count your lucky stars Luke, that you weren't here or I would have bought you a bright red shirt and white pants.  :)

Mango found this whole picture taking thing very annoying.  But I did get this awesome picture of her fauxhawk.  It's the best right after she's taken a bath.  It was too windy and sunny for the poor girl and I kept letting the other girls manhandle her.  Please try not to notice my tall grass.  I don't have a husband.  Of course you probably didn't notice it before and now you will.  :)  Here's a couple pictures of my goofy girls:

Anyway, it was fun to take all the pictures.  I really do need to take a photography class because I have this awesome camera and I don't know how to use it other than on auto.  I obviously don't understand light whatsoever.  And I always use this fence for the backdrop because going out and finding a nice place would be too big of a hassle.  :)  It still takes great pictures in spite of me, hey?

Cheese!

Here's some big smiles to brighten daddy's day.  We love you honey.

Luke, does the way Apple is smiling look familiar?  She'd been complaining about her cheek hurting for a couple of days, especially when she ate or opened her mouth.  It bothered her when she stuck her tongue out for that picture a couple of days ago.  I couldn't see anything in her mouth so I figured she had bit her cheek hard or something.  Today it was feeling better enough for me to pull her cheek back and look in there really good and I found a HUGE canker sore right above her upper gums.  Way bigger than I've ever seen even in your mouth.  Our poor kids are getting all of our bad genes.  So far, they both have my teeth and your canker sores.  

April Fools!

Ha ha. I'm so funny. :p Thanks for your help, Dad, but it didn't work. Apparently Luke doesn't believe anything I say anymore. You did give him a second's hesitation, but alas, my husband thinks I'm a big fat liar. I'm not a good liar, however. He said that everything in the post was exactly what I wouldn't say if I actually had bought the car. I'm so mad though because this was the perfect plan. He was supposed to believe me and then say, "Hey, nice car. I'm glad you got it." Because then I could have gone and bought the lower model MDX that was only $40,000 and then it would be a nice pleasant surprise for him to be $10,000 less in debt than he thought.

I know it's totally lame to drag a April Fools joke on for three days, but when you live in opposite time zones, it is difficult. Sorry honey. I'm a dork. Did the JAG really say that about power of attorney? If so, awwww, you trust me enough to ignore him and give it to me anyway. That's so sweet!

Look, we are practicing sitting. I was trying to get a picture of her sitting by holding her up and then quickly letting go and snapping the picture. But she falls over too fast. I felt horrible though because this time when she fell over, she didn't get her leg out from under her and it was twisted and hurt her. Usually, she get her legs out behind her and gracefully goes to her tummy. But the one time I'm not hovering over her so I can take a fake picture, she gets hurt. Should have known.

Do you want to hear the girls' April Fools jokes?

Strawberry: "Hey, mom, what's your favorite animal?"

Me: "A koala bear."

Strawberry: "Look! There's a koala bear in that tree! April Fools! Hahahahahahaha!"

Apple: "Look! There is a monkey in that tree! April Fools! Hahahahahahaha!"

Strawberry: "Hey, mom, what's your favorite color?"

Me: "Green."

Strawberry: "Look! There's a, ummm, a, ummmmm. . ."

Apple: "Look! There is green in that tree! April Fools! Hahahahahahaha!"

Apple: "Look! There is a leaf in that tree! April Fools! Hahahahahaha!"

Apple: "Look! There is a tree over there! April Fools! Hahahahahaha!"

Strawberry: "I'm not going to do my homework! April Fools! Hahahahahaha!"

:)

Hey Dad,

(My dad, not Apple's, just so we're clear, although they may both deserve it.)

(Never mind, they do both deserve it.)

Baby Pictures Just for Luke

So you know it is going to be a bad visit to the doctor when three different people, including the doctor, ask, "Was she premature?" What's that supposed to mean? First, she was 50th percentile on height, but less than 25th percentile on weight. Which she has always been, by the way. But I got the interrogation: "What are you feeding her? How often? Are you giving her solid food? How much?" Look at her! She's not starving to death. Check out those monster thighs! And look, I could have even provided him with this lovely photo narrative about her eating habits. I tried the little straining mesh spoon things, but she would only put the plastic part in her mouth or chuck them on the floor. Those things splatter. I actually read online that you should try using your own finger rather than a spoon to feed the baby. That actually did work a little better because she wouldn't just spit everything out and opened her mouth better. But it took forever and she got pretty mad at me before we were even close to halfway done. So then I tried a modified version of mom's idea and just let her smear it all over the highchair and herself and lick it off. Not too bad. The funniest thing was, as I was cleaning her up, she couldn't keep her little hands off the wipes and would stuff as much of them into her mouth as she could and suck on them. She can't stand sweet potatoes, but she loves soap. Weird.

I'd love to have the doctor come to my house and try feeding her. It was so funny because when he stuck the tongue depressor in her mouth, she fought him hard. Really hard. She clamped that little jaw down and threw her head to the side. "Wow," he said, "she's got a really strong tongue." Yeah. She does.

So then he was concerned because she isn't saying any consonants yet, just vowels. He kept checking her ears and saying they were a little pink and asking if she seemed to be able to hear. I'm pretty sure she can hear fine. She just doesn't talk. She blows raspberries and has even started making kissing sounds. She doesn't like to open her mouth. She doesn't laugh either. So now I have to take her back next month to make sure her ears look better and to see if she is talking yet.

Then he asked me if she could sit up. Nope. "Well, I'm sure she's pretty close because she's 7 months. Let's try." So first he tried to sit her down, but she stuck her legs straight down like she wanted to stand instead. Once he finally got her bent in half, she totally flopped over. "Well, she really should be sitting up on her own. I'm not too concerned yet because she seems fairly active." She, meanwhile, had rolled on to her tummy and was wrestling with the paper on the table and trying to grab his tie and stethoscope and chart. She's gotten to that point where she is all arms and fingers and grabs everything. So cute. She's also gotten to the point where she has figured out rolling and can make it across the room to whatever tiny little choking hazard her sisters have left on the floor. I've always been amazed that when they are that low to the ground, they can still see dimes clear across the room. But, no, whenever I try to sit her up on her own, she either just flops over or dives for whatever she thinks she can reach for. Anyway, I'm supposed to work with her over the next month so hopefully she can wow him with her ability to sit still.

Okay, I just realized why she's deaf. Apple said, "Do you want to hear the giraffe?" and held up a squeaking toy right next to her ear and squeezed it as loudly as she could. She and Strawberry also both tend to get right into her face and yell.

So, anyway, I was a little bummed after this appointment. I've never had a negative review about my kids from the doctor before. But don't they always say, "Every kid is different and these are just guidelines?" She's way different than her sisters, but she still seems like a totally happy, normal baby. A little hyperactive. Maybe that's it. She's got ADHD. She needs to be medicated! ;) She just laughed at me because she almost fell over and I said, "Whoa!" Then she made kissy noises at me. Now she's trying to grab my toes. See? Happy, healthy baby.

Hmm, I wonder if this is contributing to her issues. She does love to watch movies. :)