November 16, 2011

Conversations with Abigail.

Tonight Abbie got mad at me when i told her it was time for bed.
She needs a little work on the name-calling though

A:  "Mama. you're a bagel!"
M: "I'm a bagel huh?"
A:  "yah, and that's bad"

later tonight:

M:  "it's time to brush you're teeth"
A:  "i don't want to brush my teeth!"
M:  "if we don't brush our teeth they get super yucky and fall out"
A:  "oh mama, you make me laugh.  Our teeth won't fall out - they're stuck together"

and right before bed tonight:
Abbie insisted that Emma wanted to say her bedtime prayer tonight and she would help her.  Abbie proceeded to say the prayer repeating everything she said in a littler voice.  It was hilarious and yet really sweet to hear her "helping" her 8 month old sister say her prayers. 

October 28, 2011

Conversations with Abigail.

 
(outside the dentist's office)
Today Abbie and I were out enjoying the October weather in the backyard and the conversation went a little something like this:
A:  "Mama, when Caleb (little neighbor boy that moved away) was over here playing there was a big bumblebee on the slide"
M:  "wow, that's scary"
A:  "Caleb stomped on it, he saved my life mom - like i was a princess"
M:  "Caleb was a nice friend"
A:  "Ya, i don't love him, but i miss him"


Tonight i was putting Abbie to bed and she was a little restless (surprise surprise) 
M:  "Abbie, it's time to go to sleep"
A:  "mama, do you want to feel my heartbeat?"
M:  "yes i do"  
i put my hand on her chest
A:  "do you hear it beating to the beat?"
M:  "yes i hear it.  It's time for bed now sweetheart"
A:  "mama, can i feel your heartbeat?"
M:  "yes you can"
she puts her hand on my chest
A:  "wow, your heart is beating to the beat too"

These two crack me up.  I took these pictures after we painted our nails

October 21, 2011

Pumpkin Patch 2011

 don't they look alike?
 
 
 

October 10, 2011

Conversations with Abigail.

Tonight while eating dinner our conversation went a little something like this:
A:  "what's wrong with you mama?"
M:  "i'm just tired."
A:  "tired of me?"
M:  "No, i love you."
A:  "tired of daddy?"
M:  "sometimes. but, no i love your dad."
A:  "oh."
M:  "are you tired of me?"
A:  "sometimes." "sometimes a lot."

haha, wow. gotta love those honest 3-year olds.

the other day we were driving home from running errands and we passed our church.
M: "look Abigail, there's our church."
A:  "you're right mama.  you have good eye sight!"

September 16, 2011

Abigail

My Abigail is a feisty gal. She's busy, bold, and brave.
She is also a thinker, she's smart, she's tender.

Lately she's been talking a lot about when she "grows down".  She seems to think that she grows up and then she grows "down" (young). 
Tonight as i was putting her to bed she said "Mama, i really want to grow back down." then she began crying. i asked her why she wanted to be little again and she said this: "because i love rice cereal and i want to fit in the jumparoo again, i don't fit in it anymore  (tears) and i want you to hold me like you hold baby sister".
we talked for a bit about the cool things that big girls get to do like ride bikes, pump on the swing, run and play with friends, and how babies can't do those things.  I think i talked her into staying big.
it makes me happy tho.  that she wants to stay little forever. I want her to stay little forever too.

September 15, 2011

backyard baseball

A few nights ago we had a picnic in the backyard for dinner followed by some baseball.  Abbie loves playing what she calls "bat".  We pitch her the ball. She could do it for hours.  Last week we were playing and she hit the ball 13 times in a row!!! 4 of which went over the fence.  This girl has skills.

 
 
 "mom will you throw the ball for me? you're better than daddy" 
(not joking she really came and said that, hahah)

 
E just laid on the blanket and watched. the girl loves being outside.

September 6, 2011

Miss her like crazy


Today is Abbie's first day of Preschool. 
I tried to talk her into staying home.
She didn't go for it.
I cried the whole drive home and then some.
Baby steps to 11:30 when I get to pick her up.