Harley-ism

Okay, I have been rather slacking on putting pictures up. I will try to do that in the next couple days. Nothing like waiting until almost February to see Christmas pictures! Give me a break, I'm 9 months pregnant!!

Until then, here is another quip from Harley:

The girls were coloring and drawing last night. Harley wrote her name and said (in the sweetest voice) "Everyone likes me." I said of course they do. She said "Everyone likes me..................................And if they don't like like me, they can leave."

I love her attitude!!!!

What Keyboard Are You Looking At?

Sometimes it only takes a 3 year old to make you feel stupid.

Harley was on the computer last night. She wanted to know how to spell the baby's name. ~Which is going to be Adrienne, by the way~ So Tony was giving her one letter at a time. When he got to "i", Harley couldn't find it. Tony tells her "It's the line with the dot above it". Harley yells back "it's not on here!!"

Now, I don't know how your keyboard is set up, but everyone I've ever seen DOES NOT have lower case letters! duuuuhhhh.....

IMAGINATION

Harley called me at work to tell me this story:

She is wearing a shirt with a kangaroo pocket in front. Her hands were in the pocket having a party. They ate too much cake. Now they are tired.

She was serious.

Okay.....

Old Pics

Tony and I got new cell phones a few days ago. Tony had to unload a TON of pictures from his phone. Below are a few pictures he took with his phone.

This was on 12/8/07. Harley is holding her cousin Jacob.

Vanessa holding Jacob.
Don't know the exact date, but sometime last spring. Probably late April or May of '07.

Tony came across this scene one day. Look closely at the sign on the building, it's the Lion's Den Adult Bookstore. It is just so wrong, but I don't care who you are, THAT'S funny!

DO THESE THINGS ONLY HAPPEN TO ME?

My lovely daughter, Harley. That girl never ceases to amaze me. Last night we went to Eastland Mall.

Of course, as soon as we walk in the door the girls had to go to the bathroom. I can't wait until they are disgusted instead of intrigued by public bathrooms. Anyway, after the ritual cleaning, Vanessa goes in one stall and Harley goes in another. Sometimes Harley needs help getting herself back together. Not last night though. She had it all taken care of. She was a big girl.

Fast forward past seeing Santa Claus and a little shopping. We are standing in Lane Bryant looking for something for my niece. I'm talking to my sister-in-law on the phone to see what size to buy. I hear Harley say "mama" for the MILLIONTH time since we walked into the mall. Finally, I look down and her pants are at her knees. Bare behind showing.

Her pants had fallen down. Her panties too.

I quickly got off the phone, pushed Harley into a private nook and fixed her.

Apparently she neglected to pull up her panties in the bathroom and that caused her pants to fall down.

Why me?

Fa-La-La

My baby like Christmas songs.

While driving home from work the other day I had Christmas songs on the radio. I was singing along. The baby was dancing in my belly.

When a commercial came on and the music stopped and I stopped singing, she stopped moving.

Apparently she loves Christmas music. Or maybe she was mad because my bad singing was disturbing her sleep. It really could go either way.

Snow Day

Everyone loves a good snow angel.

"My hands are FREEZING!" (she had gloves on, she took them off to feel the snow)

ALL DRESSED UP AND NO PLACE TO GO...

Vanessa can be a girly girl. She loves clothes, make-up, hair. Even though I try to keep my make-up out of their reach, Vanessa found some eye shadow and decided to try it out. When I saw her, she was scared she was in big trouble. I told her if she wanted to play dress up, just let me know. I'll put make-up on her and Harley and they can put on their dresses. Here are the princesses, make-up and ball gowns over sweatshirts and t-shirts.

Vanessa received a lot of money for her birthday. She chose the Bratz Make-up doll to buy with all her money. Harley got into the make-up......... which included glitter......

Baby Needs Her Space

Yesterday morning I was lying in bed, propped up and I brought my knee up. The baby started kicking. At first I just enjoyed the movement, I like it when they kick. Then I realized that she was actually kicking my leg!!! Apparently she didn’t want my leg there and was trying to tell me to move it. I moved my leg, she kicked one more time where my leg was and then stopped.

My girl needs her space!

Harley-ism

I took the girls to the dentist yesterday. They like going to the dentist. However, Harley had this question after her visit yesterday:

-"Why do we have to go to the dentist? I can brush my own teeth! I don't need him to brush them!"

Halloween 2007

I am getting so much better!! It's November 2nd and I'm putting up the Halloween pictures! I think last year I put them up with the Christmas pictures!

This year the weather was perfect. Sunny, slight chill but warm enough that they didn't have to wear a jacket.

We went into Groveport this year instead of just walking through our neighborhood. A friend of mine has always said what a great time it is in Groveport. We gave it a try this year.

On our way into Groveport we were stopped a light. A lady in the car next to us was staring at Harley. So Harley, being Harley, yells out the window "TRICK OR TREAT!!!" I asked her why she said that and she said "The lady was staring at me so I yelled 'trick or treat'" Now where does she get that smart-mouth?

We had a great time. The girls got lots of candy. I saw so many adorable costumes. One family dressed as the Flinstones with their little 1 yr old as Pebbles. so cute!

Harley had one of the funniest comments of the night. A teenage boy was dressed as a "rocker" (I'm assuming that's what he was). He wasn't wearing a shirt. Harley looked at him, got on the other side of me and said "I'm scared of him, he's NAKED!" That's right, baby girl, you be afraid of naked boys! Be very afraid!

Vanessa was Ariel, The Little Mermaid this year. She didn't want a wig so I spray painted her hair red.

Harley was a clown. I didn't need to buy a wig for her 'fro so I spray painted her hair blue. She was the cutest clown!

HOW CUTE IS SHE?!

Pumpkin Show 2007

It was a really good year for Pumpkin Show. The weather threatened a few times, but every day turned out to be beautiful. We had such a great time. We were there every day, of course.

One parade there was a very large 'elf' kind of guy with long fingers that dragged the ground. Harley was standing, not paying attention to the parade in front of her. When she turned the giant elf-like guy was nose-to-nose with her. She was so startled she fell straight back. Luckily Tony caught her.

Here are a few pictures. There would have been more, but our camera is old and the pictures are not as good as I thought they were. (Donations will be accepted for the purchase of a new camera. ~smile~)

Riding the roller coaster for the zillionth time

The girls both got their faces painted. Vanessa showed her Buckeye pride!

Harley went with the Pumpkin Show design

Here the girls are playing the "stick game" for the very first time. I won a stick for Harley. Tony didn't have any luck winning one for Vanessa. Luckily, she has a wonderful cousin named Amanda and Amanda gave Vanessa one of the many she won. We certainly couldn't have only one child with a long, dangerous stick.

This is Harley at her finest. The girl knows how to chill.

Laughter is the best Medicine

I'm not sure if these are due to pregnancy, aging brain cells or dead brain cells. The other two options I'm just not ready to acknowledge yet, so because I'm currently knocked-up that is the excuse I am going with.

Dork Moment #1 - My glassed had been 'lost'. When I found them, I put them on. I couldn't see a thing. So I wiped them off with my shirt and tried them again. Still, everything was blurry. I washed them off in the bathroom, dried them with care and put them on again. It was like there was a film over the lenses; I couldn't see anything. Then it dawned on me................I still had my contacts in.

Dork Moment #2 - I needed to pay the Dispatch bill. I kept forgetting to put it in the mailbox. Finally, I just grabbed the envelope and ran out to the mailbox, so happy with myself that I had finally taken care of that.

Several days later I was looking through my wallet and lo and behold the CHECK for the Dispatch bill was still in my wallet!

It's okay to laugh at me; I do it a lot!

Art Work

The Columbus Muesum of Art has a wonderful program called 1st Saturday. The 1st Saturday of every month they have a special program for children 3-6 yrs old. They look at a specific artist and then do an art project. This past Saturday they also had an African drummer who told a story.

Harley's picture is of Kathy, Vanessa and her.
Vanessa's picture is a family portrait.
I know, it's a blurry picture but Harley is on the left in a pink shirt. She was a dancer on stage. Some of the other children were drummers.

JUST PICTURES

Harley constructed her own drum set with kitchen chairs. Even though Vanessa was a very sick little girl at the time, she HAD to be in the middle of it all just to see what was going on.

Yodle-lay-he-ooo!

S'up?!

First Parent/Teacher Conference

Last night was our first parent/teacher conference.

Vanessa apparently tells her teacher every day that she is getting married. Her teacher reminds her that preschoolers don't marry. Vanessa isn't phased by this. She is getting married and she is marrying Saleem and that's that.

Harley likes it when there is only 1 or 2 children around. The teacher actually said that. See the posting below about my conversation with Harley and how she wishes there was only one other child in her class. The teacher said that she is a very pleasant child and follows direction very well.

Immediately upon leaving the school, Harley runs around the school yard, wouldn't listen to a word me or Tony said all night. She was a demon child. I must have brought the wrong child home. I want the one who follows direction very well!!!

How Sweet

I called home this morning to make sure everyone was awake and starting to get ready for school. Usually I just talk to Tony. Today though, the girls both wanted to talk as well.

Vanessa was first. She was telling me how Harley was crying for me and she really wanted me to come home and she missed me and just wanted to give me a hug (makes it REALLY hard to go to work everyday with that kind of information).

Vanessa tried to calm her by saying that she could be the mama. Harley pointed out that she was just Vanessa. She agreed that she was just Vanessa but she could be the mama.

Sometimes Vanessa is just so sweet. She's going to be a good mama some day.

Oh Harley, What Am I Going To Do With You?

Saturday was clean up day. We went through the girls bedroom and playroom cleaning out the toys.

We had 3 piles, Keep, Throw Away or Give Away.

Vanessa, turning into a pack rat just like her daddy, wanted to keep everything.

Harley on the other hand wanted to give away or throw away everything. Everything.

We were mostly finished when I finally asked her, "Harley, why do you want to get rid of all your toys?"

"So we can get NEW ones!!", says Harley.

Awfully clever 3 yr old.

BABY WOODS

WE'RE HAVING A GIRL!!

We had the ultrasound today. This baby was as active as my other children; bouncing around everywhere. The baby showed us her fingers (very long ones) several times. Other than that, she didn't want to cooperate. She kept hiding under my belly button. It took a while to get all the measurements and to get a good picture of the heart.

It took even longer to find out the gender. By this time, Tony had fallen asleep. We can always count on him to keep on top of things! I saw the screen, told Tony he better wake up so he can find out if he was having a girl or boy. I looked at the tech because I knew at that point that it was a girl. She winked at me and told him it was a girl.

It took a long time to sink in. You see until that point he (and most everyone else) was CERTAIN it was a boy. Turns out she is a shy girl. Is it possible for us to have a shy child? Maybe she's just practicing for when she becomes famous and has to hide from the paparazzi.

This little girl is so different from her sisters. Completely different pregnancy. Different position in my belly. Different demeanor. I can't wait to meet her!!!!!!

I get to see her again in 3 weeks. They want to get a better picture of her spine. They may move up the due date, seems she is a little bigger than my original date. Looks like another 6-footer!!

The Singing Bee

Last night Harley was singing. This is what I heard:

Frere Jaques,
Frere Jaques,
I think I pooped,
I think I pooped,
da da da da
da da
da da da da
da da

After I stopped crying from laughing so hard and nearly peeing my pants, I had her repeat it (of course). Tony's big concern was "I hope she doesn't sing that at school".