are you kidding me?

This is everything that I unloaded from the car on Friday afternoon. Granted I have extra stuff to take home from daycare on Friday's because it is the end of the week, but seriously? That's a lot of crap.

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And that is a bunch of stuff loaded on top of Morgan.
Not included in picture - Addison.

she said what?

Some of these are just too funny. I want them to be in writing so I can someday show Addison how much she makes me laugh.


Leaving the Chick-Fil-A drive thru and heading home.
A: I have french fry mommy?
Me: You'll have to wait until we get home. Mommy is driving the car.
A: I know mommy. You drive the car with one hand and blow on my french fry with the other hand.


Morgan was chatty in the car one morning. Addison decided to chat with her and practice her animal sounds. The loud lion scared Morgan and she cried. Then Addison did the quiet lion and said she was all better.


Driving by Chick-Fil-A
A: Where did the cow go? (The guy in the cow suit that was out the other day.)
Me: I don't know Addison. Maybe he's sleeping.
A: He's in the barn sleeping.


On the way home one day.
Me: I love you lots Addison.
A: No mommy. I love you big.


A: Mommy, I don't want my goldfish. My tummy is full.


A: Look Mommy. Two Walmarts!
(You know. Super Walmart has two entrances.)


Me: Addison, are you kicking the seat?
A: Noooo.
Me: Yes you are. We don't kick the seat.
A: No, I'm rubbing it.


Throwing a fit because she spilled milk on herself
A: Don't put water on me.
Michael: I need to clean the milk off.
A: No, I don't want to.
Michael: There, you're all better now.
A: I'm not all better. I'm still crying.

ocd ???

This is how Addison's stuffed animals have spent the last two nights. Lined up, very neatly, on the pillow on the floor. And they all have to be covered up to their heads. We had to move them to the floor after the freak out at 3:30 in the morning because some of them became uncovered. Blue got thrown in there at the end. Along with some vegetables and the sunscreen stick. I had to pull one out of the bin that wasn't "sleeping" to lay with her.

And don't go anywhere near them in the morning or you'll wake them up. Addison will not be happy.

new exercises

Michael and I took Morgan to Brooks on Friday morning for her first therapy appointment. We met with her therapist who is super nice and was great with Morgan. She did a complete evaluation and told us that Morgan's case of Torticollis is very mild and easily treatable. She was able to turn her 90 degrees both ways (which is a good thing), but did notice some tightening when turning her head to the left. And she also pointed out Morgan's tilt to the left when she is lying on her back. We were taught some stretches to do on her neck and were told to play with her on her left side as much as possible. For now we'll take Morgan once a week for 30 minutes so they can continue to work with her and show us some new things to try at home. She's hoping that everything will be cleared up in a matter of months.

The therapist did say that Morgan's head control was really good and felt that we should try some new toys. A couple of days ago I had her in the Bumbo to see how she would do. I'm not sure what's so funny since the only thing she was looking at was the arm of the couch.


We decided to add to the clutter of toys that already take up most of our living room and put together the jumperoo. Morgan has chuckled a few times, but has never really laughed until yesterday. She was loving it!


My sweet baby girl will be back to perfect in no time!

my sunshine

Every night I sing You are my Sunshine to Addison. I have since she was a baby. We call it our 'special song' and now she sings along. Truth is, she really is my sunshine. She is so full of life. She's constantly learning and talking and singing and you can't help but smile. Her imagination has blossomed lately and everyday I find her doing something that amazes me. I often wonder how her little mind processes the things around her.

Take the other night for example. We were eating dinner and she picked up the Maisy movie that we got at the library. She knew that the movie was scratched so much that it wouldn't work. Much to our delight she decided to narrate her own story. This is why it takes so long for her to eat dinner. And that's okay because she makes my heart happy.

it could be worse

Morgan had her three month check up yesterday. She now weighs a whopping 11 lbs, 11 oz, which is the 25th percentile. That's right. She's still a little thing. I think all of the milk that I have been providing for her has been going straight to her legs. She was 24.25 inches long putting her in the 75th percentile.

After all the stats were out of the way we got down to business. I've noticed over the past couple of weeks that Morgan favors her right side. So much that her head is flat and diagonal shaped. I have also noticed that she doesn't seem to want to turn her head much to the left. I mentioned it to the doctor and it does look like she has a mild case of Torticollis. Even though I've been researching it for a week or so and knew the confirmation was coming it was still hard to hear. As a parent you just want your kids to be perfect. And problem free. And pain free. I made an appointment today with the physical therapist so we should know more next Friday.

And on top of that, she has a pretty nasty ear infection that neither of us knew she had. No fever, runny nose or crying. It must be bad for my 'anti' antibiotic doctor to prescribe her something. She's pretty old school, but I like it.

Although I have been pretty bummed, everyone has been reminding me that it could be a lot worse. And that's so true. I'm pretty blessed with two great girls, a wonderful husband and a fun life.

rough morning

Today was Morgan's first day at daycare. I thought I would be able to handle it a little better than I did with Addison. Boy was I wrong. Just like two years ago I cried when I backed out of the driveway. And I bawled when I left the room this morning. But my sweet Addison knows how to make it better.

While driving and crying and talking this morning Addison asked me,
"Mommy, why are you talking like that?"

And then when I asked her if she would go by and check on her sister she said,
"I'll go give her hugs and I'll kiss her, but I have to eat my breakfast first."

I went by on lunch and was able to get a smile out of her before I rocked her to sleep. I know she's in good hands. Now if I can just make it through the week.

three months

Yesterday you turned three months old. All I want to do is hold you, snuggle you, and kiss you. A part of me doesn't want this stage to end. I want you to stay my baby girl for a little longer.

But I love that you are growing and exploring the world around you. You love to swat at your toys and watch the lights flicker above. Yesterday you rolled over from your front to your back and actually meant to do it. You try so hard to roll over from your back, but I think you enjoy kicking your legs too much. I actually think you may crawl before you roll over. You even like to do circles during tummy time.

You are such a laid back little girl who lets me take a million pictures. You have no problem hanging out in your swing and taking in what's going on around you. You are so patient with your sister who sometimes tries to love on you a little too much.

You coo and caa and love to imitate my sounds. You're always smiling, squealing and kicking your legs with excitement. I love when you get so excited that you give yourself the hiccups. And the "ahh" that follows every sneeze has put a smile on my face since the day you were born.

We all love you Morgan. More than you know.

All smiles

How cute is that smile?

do-do-do-Dora

Let's just say I was a little nervous when I purchased the tickets to go see Dora Live. Addison has the attention span of, well, a two year old. But when I got the buy one, get one free email for tickets I decided to go for it. What's the worse that could happen? She wouldn't be interested. She would throw a fit. She would run around crazy and not sit in her seat.

Well, she loved it. We talked about the show the whole way there telling her we were going to see a Dora that was as big as mommy and a Swiper as big as daddy. (How do you explain that cartoon characters aren't going to be on the TV?) I think she got it. The show started and she was locked in. She wouldn't even acknowledge Michael and I as we tried to interact with her. She was serious about Dora. But when Swiper came on the stage her face lit up. She did the whole Swiper, no swiping. At intermission she was so concerned.

"Mommy, where did Swiper go? When is Swiper coming back out?" And on the way home she told me that Swiper was her best friend.

I'm so glad that we decided to go, just the three of us. I think she needed the break from her sister. And thanks to Michael's parents for watching Morgan for us.

And for the record, Addison refuses to take a picture with me. Maybe because she is used to me being behind the camera. This is the best we got. A cute one with Michael (and her ticket that she held the whole show) and a 'I don't want to take a picture right now' shot with me.

Ravioli

After a year of practice it's still just as messy.