Saturday, November 26, 2011

The Wesleys find a Christmas tree...

We all went out yesterday to a cut-your-own Christmas tree farm. I had to get a photo for work anyway and I thought it sounded like fun.

They give you a saw, a sled and a map.

Ray was skeptical of the whole thing. And he didn't understand why we just couldn't select one of their pre-cut trees at the entrance.

But I convinced him to at least give it a try.

And, as it turned out, it was a blast.

We got our saw, our sled and a map.

Lola tried the sled out...


But then she decided it would be much more fun to pull the sled herself...
 

Then we decided Millie should get a ride...

But Lola didn't think she liked it much...


When we came to our grove of trees, Lola wanted us to get a "Lola-sized" tree...

"How 'bout this one?"


But Mommy liked this one...


So Ray got to work...



And, well, the tree was heavy, so he went to put it on the sled, since that is what the sled is for...

But Lola didn't like that much.

"That's my sled, Daddy!"

So it was onto Option B.


"See Daddy, you carry the Christmas tree and Lola'll pull the sled."


Ray was thrilled.

So we got home and started decorating.

I bet you can't tell just how high Lola could reach?!


Priceless.


***

Oh, and did I mention that we got a new car?

* smile *

The old car at the right, the new (much better) car on the left.




So, yeah, it's been a pretty grand weekend.

- Bethany :)

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Thanksgiving 2011


Today is Thanksgiving – and it has been a pretty happy day. First of all, it was my day to sleep in (‘til 9 a.m., woohoo!) and I woke up to fresh waffles (which I, sadly, passed on).

Lola, for the first time, was exposed to the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade. She loved the Rockettes and the "Priscilla Queen of the Desert show," but she did not under the Spiderman musical (and, quite frankly, her parents failed, too, to understand why there were nine Spidermans on the stage at the end). She loved the balloons – although I couldn’t adequately explain to her who Sonic the Hedgehog was and she kept asking what was wrong with the wimpy kid: "What happened to him, Mommy?"-  and she loved watching the Sesame Street float go by.

She proclaimed that she, too, someday, is going to ride atop a giant turkey in the parade when she gets bigger.

It was a fun morning.

But then I left for work.

I don’t mind working Thanksgiving. It isn’t a joy, but we usually stay local anyway. I volunteered one year so my (former) boss could cook for her visiting family members and it just kinda’ because a yearly habit.

I do mind, however, that I am not having turkey today. My first Thanksgiving ever without turkey. My husband, bless him, is home with both girls and decided that it would just be too much work making the full meal on his own while also caring for our daughters. Which I understand completely. But I can still be a little crabby about it.

We have much to be thankful for this year, most obviously our two daughters. They bring us such joy (and, well, an occasional headache).

I don’t think I can ever adequately describe how incredibly different they are. 

Whereas everything Lola does is at 150 percent (seriously you should hear her shriek when she simply stubs a toe) Amelia is so laid-back. And always happy. For the first time now, she is taking an interest in her toys. Yesterday, she had hold of one when Lola came and yanked it right out of her hands. Millie just looked at her and grinned. Lola, when ordered, gave her back the toy and apologized, but I think if she could talk, Millie would have just shrugged and told her to keep it.

So what have we been up to?

We continue to struggle with Millie on eating solid food.



I bribed Lola into getting her second-ever professional haircut (just a bangs trim):



What did I bribe her with? Candy? A toy? New book?

Uh no, I promised to take her inside the attached grocery store so she could push around the little kid shopping cart. She loves this store. Asks to go inside every time we drive by, but we never seem to have time. So we had a mommy-and-Lola morning at the grocery store.

Fun times.

Happy Thanksgiving.
- Bethany :)

Monday, November 14, 2011

catching up...

Wow, it has been a while. Things have been super chaotic in our lives lately. Not only in terms of caring for a 4-month-old and 3-year-old, but work schedules keep changing, and we've had two weeks' worth of fun weekends with visiting grandparents.

The girls continue to amaze us daily.

Lola is a blur of activity - I swear the child's favorite activity is just sprinting from one side of the house to the other, over and over and over again.


I still haven't gotten her to take any interest at all in her ABCs, but she has her flags down: She now calls out the American, Minnesota and Beaver (for Bemidji State) flags whenever we drive by then. And, trust me, there are a lot more flags in the world than you think...

Her favorite expression these days is "Daddy's a goober," which she must have picked up at day care. My previous favorite, "I love you big giants," appears to be on the way out. But I am grabbing them from her whenever I can.

She still insists on all things green. I keep waiting for her to grow out of this and start asking for everything in pinks and purples - princess colors - but she is a loyal one. She wants a green plate, green cup, etc., with every meal. She still wants all green crayons. We have many, many pictures of Rapunzel with green hair and green lips. It's a little ... unsettling.

Lola gives the best running hugs. Every day after day care, I walk the baby to the car, put her in the Jeep and then turn around. I count to 3 and then, Lola, from about twenty yards away, takes off in a full sprint into my arms.

It's the best.

***

Millie is growing up and changing daily. She is 4.5 months old and completely in love with life.


She is now working on rolling over (from back to front, she still has no patience for tummy time, despite my efforts). She loves to sit, stand and be cuddled in anyway.

She laughs constantly. And loves to smile.

She still very rarely cries.

She has no interest in her toys. Just wants to play with her family members. Espeically Lola. She loves her big sister.

A couple of weeks ago, she began reaching for me while in others' arms.

I love to lie in bed and listen to her talk and sing every night. We feed her about 10 or 11 p.m., right before we go to bed, and even though we try not to wake her up, it does. And she smiles and grins at us as she tries to get us to play. Once we put her into bed, she just coos and talks and sings to herself. It can take up to 45 mintues for her to drift off. It drives Ray crazy. Which makes me love it all that much more (I'm kidding .. some).

***

So that's life. Lots of laughs. We have had some struggles lately as we try to figure out a few scheduling issues. But we'll get there.

Next up - the holidays. I can't believe it's November already...

- Bethany :)