Lily isms 30

Lily: oh, Noah, you made my hair a disasticker!
-- note, this is the baby doll Noah, not our cousin Noah.

Emma: no snow, don't melt! Don't leave my boot!!

Emma: thanks, you're the best Lily ever.

Lily: can we build a snowman when it's done snowing?
Me: we will need to see what kind of snow it is, but we can try!
Emma: it's white snow!
- sassy pants is sounding more like me every day.

Lily: how does God put our skin together?
Me: I'm not really sure how to answer that one..

Lily: oh, well I'll ask him when I go to heaven.

Emma: how you go to heaven?
Lily: we'll go in an airplane!

Emma: to God's house?

Lily: God doesn't have a house.

Emma: where does he live?
Lily: he just lives outside!

Emma: oh but he will be cold!

Emma: why do you keep bless you-ing?

After I spilled Kaylee's food:

Emma: that was your fault, Momma. But that's ok.

Emma: Lily took one of my germs and I can't hiccup anymore!!

[Jesse and I take the girls to the bathroom after they've been asleep a few hours, typically around 1030. we are finding this is a great time for some hilarious dialogue. all these happened during bathroom runs]

I had wrapped Emma in her blanket so she wouldn't get cold:
Emma: no, this is bad, this is bad!
Me: what is? What's wrong?
Emma: this!! This is curious! This is curious!
*flails around to get the blanket off*
Emma: this is silly.

Lily started crying during one run:
Jesse: what's wrong?
Lily: I'm not getting any rest!
Jesse: you aren't getting any rest?
Lily: what's rest?

Emma: I love yourself.
Me: I love you too, can you go potty for me?
Emma: yes, and I want some sketti.
Me: you want spaghetti?
Emma: yes, that'd be good.

snow day(s)

We finally got more snow, and the girls are just thrilled.  Kaylee even got to go play this round, and she is a big fan.  She isn't sure how to walk through the snow, but she seems content to just sit in it and watch her sisters.

yelling at Daddy, and trying to throw snow balls at him. the one Emma threw went straight up and then came back down right on her face.

Kaylee loved this.

"let's build a snowman!" lasted about as long as it took for me to get this picture.

love this one

  

basking in the sun

looking for "ice bergs" to eat.

Lily isms 29

Emma opened a bedroom door for Kaylee:
"Oh hi, Kaylee, welcome to our party!...ok, bye! I love you too much!"

Lily: look, I ran my lip into Emma's head and soon it will be snore.
Me: snore?
Lily: yes, snore.
Me to Jesse: ..? Sore?

(Emma was flailing around and trying to get her hair out of her face):
"COME ON HAIR!"

Emma: I very like Lily!

Lily: I'm waiting so hard!

Lily: can I call you, "Nanna?"
Emma: no, you're a banana!

Emma: I needed a tissue for my nose, it was freaking out.
--note, still laughing over this one--

Lily: it was right on the thing where you keep the things on!

--this conversation happened when I went to take Emma to the bathroom after she'd been asleep a few hours.  I'm not sure if she ever woke up during this or not--
Emma: where is my kite?
Me: in the garage.
Emma: him snoozing.
Me: yes...he's snoozing.
Emma: yep. him snoozing.

Lily: no socks for you!

Lily: here, you make toast with this making machine.
--about the toaster--

--about Lex Luthor from Superman--
Lily: Lufer Lufer doesn't have any hair!  Just a head.
Me: (wanting to confirm what she's saying for this posts sake) are you saying Lufer Lufer?
Lily: yes, when he was a baby, that's what his mommy named him.  But this guy calls him Lex...

let's go fly a kite..

Saturday, the whole family got to go roller skating to help celebrate Kayla and Fiona's birthdays.  Lily had been asking about going roller skating, and what better time than with friends where I didn't have to plan anything??  I didn't actually roller skate, but Kaylee and I had fun watching and talking to friends anyway, and Jesse didn't wind up in the hospital, so we all had a great time.  On our way there, in an effort to console Jesse for peeling him out of the house on his day off (not really), I offered that if he would rather sit with Kaylee, I would be willing to skate with the girls since they were bound to be terrible and he gave me a shocked, "if there is going to be roller skating, I will be skating!" and so that's how that was decided.  And the look of, "I'm going to fall and break something" when he stood up on his skates was fantastic.

Emma is at the wonderful and fearless age: she wants to try everything and doesn't know that she could be hurt by it, so she can go with innocent abandon. 

Lily, on the other hand, is learning things like: falling hurts.  she was much more cautious and nervous about being on skates, though she was at the innocent abandon age the last time we went.

We had a ridiculously warm day yesterday, considering it's only February.  And by ridiculously warm, I mean it was in the 60s, so let's not get too carried away there, but it was so nice.  The girls loved getting a chance to play outside without bundling up so much they couldn't move- although they enjoy that also- and Kaylee got her first real taste of what's coming this spring and getting to spend countless hours running around outside with her sisters.  She was just crawling when the weather started to get cold last year, and while we were outside plenty, she spent a lot of it on a blanket with a pile of toys in the shade.  

Anyway, Emma was incredibly tired, and Kaylee has been fighting a cold or some such nasty still, so Jesse and I got them both down for naps early afternoon.  It was much too nice of a day to insist that Lily stay in for Quiet Room Time, so I grabbed the plastic Superman kite I'd bought last year on clearance ($1, bam) and we headed down to our field.  Lily loves kites.  Really, she loves everything having to do with outside, but my dad showed her all about kites last spring and she regularly asks if it's windy enough to fly a kite, any time there is a breeze.  It's kind of hard to get enough wind where our house is situated down a hollow, but yesterday was windy.  Especially for a cheap, light kite.  Well, and a 4 year old with low expectations.  She and I ended up just running down the hill into the field and letting the kite fly up behind us, only getting it caught in a tree a few times, and had a wonderful time.  We went back in for a drink of water right as Emma was waking up.  After checking in on sleeping Kaylee, Emma and Jesse joined Lily and me down the field for some more kite flying.  I think next time we go, I'll just have to run down the hill with the girls and let Jesse fly his own kite so he can just stand in the middle of the field and get his kite really high in the air.  Somehow, the 2 and 4 year old kite fliers weren't as interested in that... 

That's about it from here!  Kaylee is finally starting to act more like her normal happy self, and no one else seems to have caught it...yet...

little artists from the other day

Kaylee is one!

Kaylee turned one yesterday.  I don't know how that's possible.  I've been trying to blog and do an update for about three weeks now, but in the back of my head, I just wasn't into it and I think that's why I felt it was boring and uninteresting.  I kept feeling like I wanted to post some baby pictures of my precious Kaylee, to reminisce about last year and the newness of an infant, but I couldn't do it.  I looked at some of the pictures and had to move onto other things.  It isn't that I mind being emotional, I just wasn't ready to admit that she's one.  I text Erin yesterday and told her that universe was against her turning one, so we were just going to ignore that little detail, eat some cake and move on with life and still claim my walking Hurricane is a newborn.

 

sidenote, Kaylee wore those pants Emma has on today.

Poor Kaylee has been fighting a pretty nasty cold all week.  Mom and Mama came in on Monday night and sometime during that night's sleep, she started having a really hard time breathing and sounded incredibly congested.  It's been a rough week for the poor thing: she's been congested, had a runny nose, fevered, uninterested in food-which is so not normal for any of my babies- and not sleeping well.  I took her to the doctor yesterday (happy birthday, baby girl!) and she tested negative for strep, so that's a positive.  We are powering through as best we can and trying to get fluids and some nutrition into her system.

One day, maybe soon, I'll be able to do everything I want for my girls' birthdays: wake them up with a special breakfast, play with them throughout the day and then let them choose what they want for dinner, followed by some birthday cake and a present or two from us, maybe a special activity during the day.  And as you probably guessed by my tone, that didn't happen yesterday.  I had a chiropractor appointment first thing yesterday morning to deal with a pinched nerve in my neck (from hauling a few lead butts around, most likely), followed by a chaotic lunch while Mom and Mama were packing to leave.  Throw in the mix the phone/internet people pushing their appointment time from Friday up to Thursday afternoon and a rushed doctors appointment, as well as decorating my girl's cake before dinner, I didn't have the most relaxed of days to just spend and cuddle my kiddos.  Additionally, poor Kaylee had the worst day of her sickness yet yesterday, but at least she took a great nap.  By the time the cake was done, the repairman had left, Mom and Mama had hit the road and we were killing time before the doctor appointment, we all 4 just sat on the couch and cuddled for a bit and let the mess be.  No guilt.

All that being said, poor Kaylee didn't want anything to do with her birthday dinner, refused to try the cake (I'm now questioning whether or not she really is my child), and was only half interested in watching her sisters tear into gifts.  I have a piece of cake sitting on the counter for her, but let's be honest, it may not last much longer.  I may just need to make another cake before long and let her go nuts with it.

look at that sad little sick face.

Anyway.  Kaylee is the best.  At her sicky doctor appointment yesterday, she weighed in at 26ish pounds and 31 and some odd inches.  I'm sure if you go back and look, I always reported exact numbers with Lily and Emma.  Poor Kaylee.  I'm trying, baby girl.  She stood on the scale like a big kid while Lily and Emma cheered her on for standing so still to be weighed and measured.  Emma held her hand so the nurse could get her pulse and whatever else they needed to measure for her vitals, and Lily asked her normal bazillion questions and made sure the nurse knew that Kaylee wasn't feeling well.
Kaylee is the happiest little girl, and so much fun.  She is at a wonderful cuddly age, and while she loves to get into the middle of everything with her sisters, she also is doing fine with independent play.  I love watching her go plop down in a pile of toys and chatter away about who knows what.  It is so wonderful to have a content baby after the other two.  Plus, now that she is mobile and interested, I can close off doorways in the toy room and leave her down there with Lily and Emma to all play together and it is the best thing in the whole world.  I know there are plenty of arguments for having your children further apart, but to me, there aren't enough arguments in the world that will convince me that it's better than watching my three grow up so close together.

Lily's first birthday

Emma's first birthday

I clearly will be needing to try again with a cake for Kaylee when she is feeling better.  My poor baby.

Anyway, in other news:
Dad H loaned us a trail camera around Christmas time, and Jesse has been excitedly checking it periodically to see what kind of exciting wildlife we have in our area.  The deer here are pretty small and dumb, so we haven't had a ton of success yet.  I bought a new salt lick the other day, and Jesse moved the camera to point at the block so that surely this would do it, and we'd finally see some deer.  As a side note, I bought a salt lick 2 years ago so I could show the girls deer close to the house- close being across the road and creek from us to see from the front window.  To date, we have seen about 3 deer there.

Guess what we saw as our first guest at our new deer outpost?

this guy.

And for those of you who have never met this rascal....that's our old man Zeke.  First picture on the new block.  That guy.

Let's see, what else has been happening.

Last week, the girls and I made rice krispie treats for the first time.  And it really was the first time I recall making them.  But, as Emma refuses to be outdone by Lily, and they each wanted to do their own parts, we ended up with two small pans of treats on the counter.  Or, as Lily calls them, "rice Christmas trees."  I'm ok with this.

please note sassy pants in the background.

And now, just a smattering of pictures from my phone- thus the poor quality- that you all probably needed to see.

I made this wake up clock. so far, the girls are waking up at the same time as before, but no one has tried to come out before 7a. and actually, since putting it up, Kaylee has been sleeping in until 8ish...and the fact she is in a different room is irrelevant.

we may have a future of #howKayleesleeps time will tell

just because everyone is quiet does NOT mean they are in trouble. and this is also why we number puzzles in this house.

best friends.

That's it, really.  Everyone is doing great!