P.S.

A Mesa couple was in a private plane crash a few weeks ago, and are hospitalized for very serious burns. The wife actually has THIS really good blog that I read a lot. They're a really cute family, and have 4 little kids, so it made me sad. So I thought I'd add this "donate to nienie" button to the right of my page, for anyone who wants to donate, to help with their recovery. Since I have SOOOOOOOO many readers. Haha. But it makes me feel better to put it up. But whether you want to donate or not, will you please pray for them? Thank you!

If you want to know more about it, go HERE

Fiya

Paige was watching a movie this morning and there was a campfire. She started pointing and telling me "Fiya! Fiya!" I don't even know when she learned that word. It's weird how they learn things you don't remember ever saying to them.

She recently started wanting a stuffed animal to sleep with every night. I always go back in to check on her again before we go to sleep, and this is how I found her last night. Sweet sweet.













And here's the little mister taking a nap this evening. He's so dang cute.

Post-It Shoes

Paige plays with post-it notes all the time. Today she turned them into shoes by sticking them to her bare feet, and walked all over the place "wearing" them, and carrying a basket of her plastic food.














My mom forced us to take home this gigantic inflated....thing. Her husband drives a truck, and I guess it's used to keep his cargo from banging around in the trailer. Now Paige uses it to dive into and belly flop onto. Notice the warning label we ignore.













Cason is still spending a little more time awake each day now, his eye looks all better, AND his umbilical cord is finally gone! We're still putting the ointment on his eyes for 5 more days to be safe, which is why he has greasy eyes in some of the pictures. Here he is getting pretty chubbo and stretching it out. When he does a REAL stretch, he does the same one Paige did: puffed lips, back WAY arched, elbows bent with hands on his head, feet tucked up to body. Awesome.













This morning I was burping him and he spit up a little. Really just a little, it dribbled out of his mouth, and Paige freaked out. She pointed at him and kind of yelled for me to do something. Then she leaned in and got a closer look at the spit up, and she started gagging. Seriously dry heaving. It was so weird. She got her daddy's queasy stomach I guess.

Escapee

Still no camera, so no pictures.

Today we were out front, while I was washing off the double stroller so we can start going for walks again. Jess set up Paige's pool and slide, so she could slide into the water, and Cason was in his swing enjoying the outdoors. Sleeping, really, but sleeping peacefully outdoors.

We decided to have a frozen pizza for lunch because Paige loves pizza. When Jess went in to check on it, he thought it looked ready and came out to tell us to come eat. I told him I'd take it out of the oven, if he'd come out and carry Cason and his swing in. So we passed each other at the front door, him going out, me and Paige going in. I got the pizza out and came into the living room, and Jess and Cason were already inside. No sign of Paige. I looked at the front door and it was slightly ajar, so I freaked out and ran out front. Paige HAD gone back outside right after coming in with me and was out front by herself. We've been really good until now about always watching her closely and keeping the front doors locked. Luckily, she was right there, and came walking calmly and happily back into the house, while I tried not to throw up and cry.

Scary.

She's starting to say a few more words, although she still isn't THAT interested in talking. At least not in English. She's never said drink, but I KNEW she had to know it, because I've said it to her so many times. We were reading a book the other day, and she pointed to a picture of a sippy cup and clearly said "drink" like she's said it a million times. So I wonder how many other words she knows but doesn't care to say yet.

She's started to say "good girl" to Gia when she hears us say it. Good thing, because I think poor Gia had heard nothing but "no no" for quite a while.

She also said "cookie" to me yesterday, also clearly and calmly like she's been saying it forever. She said it because I was having chips ahoy for breakfast, (healthy) and she spotted them. So she had them for breakfast too.

I Have Pictures...

...but you can't see them. We can't find the camera. Scott and Shelby brought their little girl Bryer by today, and she and Paige were so cute. They had a short little tea party together, which I got pictures of before the camera vanished.

Then we decided VERY last minute to go to the fair, which was a horrible experience. Not totally, we hung out with my mom, my sister and brother-in-law and their girls. That part was nice, but not the fact that 99.9 % of the people there were smoking. I could barely breathe and wanted to cry from the guilt I felt for bringing my babies there. It really was SO smoky. Then Paige rode a pony for the first time in her life, and we had no camera to document it, which also upset me. They also suddenly didn't have the AWESOME lemonade I go there for, that's been there every year for a decade or more, until now.

But really we had a nice day today, other than wasting money on the fair and losing the camera. I'm not sure why I'm even blogging about this. Sorry. Good evening.

Graffiti

Today Paige wrote on the wall for the first time. I was wondering when that kind of fun would start. She actually used a handful of pencils. I told her "No, we don't draw on the walls." She stopped, and I was going to get her a piece of paper instead, but I glanced back and caught her starting to draw on the wall again. So I took the pencils away, and she responded with a psychotic scream and this:














Here's her work:













She also has a bump and dark purple bruise on her forehead, from tripping and slamming into the seat on her picnic table, but I couldn't get it to show up in a picture. She was extremely angry at me about that one, like I tripped her from across the room somehow.

This handsome little man was awake for a half hour STRAIGHT today. That is the most ever, by far.

Sweets

This morning Paige got up quite a bit earlier than Cason, so I let him sleep while I got her up and gave her her breakfast. This was the first day she got up and didn't immediately start asking me about "baby". She just ate her breakfast for a while. After about 10 minutes, she suddenly started looking around and asking "weddebaby?" So I told her he was in bed and she ran down the hall and wanted me to help her up onto my bed. I did and she crawled over to him as quickly as she could, and just stared at him like this for a minute.


























Then she gave him a sweet kiss without me even mentioning it. She loves him. I love them.

This little fellow has a clogged tear duct, and today was the last day of ointment and it doesn't look any better. Maybe worse. So we'll probably be going in to the doctor tomorrow.













I loved this pose: