"Happy Day", Sad Day

Well, I've had plenty to blog about, but haven't been able to find our camera in several days, so I haven't had pictures.  :(  I really hope I find it.  I don't go a day without taking pictures of the kids, usually.

Neely's been doing funny things lately.  She's added a "YEP!" to her "MMMMHMMMM!" thing.  Like this morning, she woke up just before 7, and started begging for daddy.  I kept telling her "Daddy went byebye."  She just cried, and kept pointing toward the living room, begging.  One time she went "Daddy?  mmmmHMMMM!  YEP!"  while she cried. 

The other day she also looked at Gia, who was lying on the living room floor, and said "Gia.  Horsey.  Cowboy." and climbed on her back to ride her.

 She added on to her "Thank you." also.  For a while she was saying "Thank you.  Happy!" when someone gave her something she wanted.  Lately she says "Thank you!  Happy day!"

And she counts to 6 now.  She is always learning from her siblings I guess.  She says "One, two, fwee, foy, fie, SICK!"

Yesterday wasn't my favorite day ever.  It wasn't like anything serious was wrong, but a bunch of little things.  To start with I didn't feel very good, Paige and I seemed to be getting a bug starting on Sunday.  Then we were hanging out in my room in the late afternoon, and Cason was playing with my hair.  After a while he told me "I'm just gonna cut OOOONE more."  So I turned around really quick and saw him holding a pair of scissors and an 8 or 9 inch long piece of my hair.  As soon as he saw my face his expression changed and he realized it wasn't a good thing.  Ha.  He got all nervous.  I just said "Oh, it's okay, I'm not mad at you, I just didn't want my hair cut.  You should NEVER cut someone's hair okay?"  He relaxed a little and smiled and said "sorry."  Thankfully it's a piece from underneath, but it does show when my hair's up.  I guess I'll just clip it up until it grows out.  In about a year.  Ha.

Then we drove downtown when Jess came home, and my dream house I always go look at is for sale.  For a price we could probably afford if I hadn't rushed into buying our current house.  That sent me into a depression for the night.  It's SO cool.  It has original wood floors, windows, almost all the doors with the awesome old style locks.  The yard is gigantic and Totoro-ish, and there's a cool little building that could be storage or a potting shed or a playhouse, probably the playhouse if we lived there.   A cute front porch that had me sold on it before I ever got the chance to peek in a window.  We were just driving by it a couple months ago, talking about how it probably wouldn't be available for a long time, and now it is.  I feel like it was meant for us, but we're pretty much trapped, so it must not be.  I really thought it was fate when I saw this little bell on the porch.  It would be a perfect dinner bell, and Paige is always asking me to ring a bell when it's time for them to come eat.  Ha.  How can it not be our house?  Don't some of you want to invest in a home and then let us rent it from you?  Ha.

When we came home and I was struggling to be happy, Paige was telling me "Well, let's not be sad about it, let's just save our money and then when we have enough we'll buy it."  I told her "Yeah, that's a great idea, but I'm just sad because someone will buy it long before we can save enough."  She  goes "Well, we should still try.  You shouldn't not do something, until you know if it works."  More wise words from Paige.

Since I have no pictures, here's one from a couple weeks ago I liked.  Gia and Cason were running around the yard wildly together, and then stopped to watch a lady walking her dog.