Tuesday, March 25, 2014

3 and Fabulous

 I love birthdays for little people.  There's no stress.  I just get to make them smile simple things like presents and pinatas.  I can't believe Sarah is 3.  She is such a fun little girl.  Her personality is huge.  She loves to put on a show.  We laughed when she was singing for a few people at church in the hallway.  When they started talking she put them in their place by letting them know she was singing and they needed to watch her.  LOL. 
 She keeps the other kids on their toes.  Whether she is just trying to play with them, getting into their rooms and stealing their stuff or torturing Dave just enough not to get into big trouble.  She is a character every day. 
 For her birthday we bought her a scooter.  She is loving it and practicing her jamming skills at the same time.  What talent.
 Thanks Uncle Ryan, for making the trip to come down to the party.  Sarah insisted that he was coming so it was so nice of Ryan to make that happen.  Happy Birthday Sar-Bear.  We love love love you.  :)

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Finally, I can Sit Down!

After several months of no furniture in our upstairs family room we finally got some.  It was odd how much Nate and I enjoyed sitting down.  I didn't realize how much I'd missed having a place to sit when I just needed to take a load off for a minute.  The kids have furniture downstairs but I rarely go down there so I have been sitting on the floor.  Thank You Furniture Row.  I love my new stuff.

Sleepy Much?

 Out growing nap time is a tough thing to do.   Sarah has been trying so hard and I have been trying with her because when she has a nap she wants to stay up really late.  I can't help laughing at the places I find her sleeping.  Apparently chairs are popular "I'll just rest here a minute" places. 
 She is also a bit sneaky about it sometimes.  She knows I am trying to keep her away from naps.  So, she will just sneak off sometimes.  I always know that I have lost the battle if she disappears and I look up the stairs and see her door closed.  She wins, I lose.  11pm she will still be getting out of bed and coming to my room.  HAHA.