Happy 4th of July y'all. Mommy said that today is a day that we celebrate independence. So first off thank you to anyone and everyone who is serving or has served in our military. I love my freedom, even tho I'm just a baby, and we couldn't have it without y'all.
Mommy, Auntie Sara, Uncle Travis and Cousins went to the lake last night. It was beautiful. We played in the grass, listened to the symphony orchestra, chewed on flags, tasted hotdogs, and watched fireworks. It was a perfect night... until it all of a sudden started raining. No, POURING! Mommy and I ran as fast as we could to the car but we still got soaked to the bone. If you remember I'm not a fan of the rain so the night didn't end as well as it started but I had a great time anyways. :) Happy 4th of July y'all. I hope y'all have wonderful plans set up with family, friends and food. Tonight Mommy said we are going to Grandpa and Grandma's for the annual July 4th BBQ and fireworks. It should be a blast.
I love this Man! He is my number one man in my life! His name is Daddy! He's been staying house sitting Uncle Jeremy and Aunt Sara's house while they are off on vacation and I haven't seen him in over a week cause he had/has something called shingle and I couldn't get around him. I have missed him oh so much, and sure was glad I could see him for an afternoon. :)
Mommy and I went over to visit Daddy and bring him his gifts. First we opened his cards, I made sure the envelops were taken care of. :)
Daddy's cards. Mommy and I picked them out at Hallmark. We spent a long time in that store, but there was a really nice lady that Mommy talked to and she played with me for awhile. I sure do love people.
I love paint! OMG it is so fun to play with. Mommy would paint my hand to 'sign' my Father's Day cards for Daddy and I would first try to eat the paint, cause I mean I want to know what EVERYTHING tastes like, but Mommy would take my hand and press it to the cards. Not as fun as eating paint, but still lots of fun. I giggled though the whole thing.
Next I helped Daddy open his presents I got him. I picked that bag out all my myself. Seriously y'all she did. We walked past the bags and she reached out and grabbed it. :)
Eating the paper.
This was the gift I made for Daddy. It was a travel bag for all his bathroom stuff. Those are my foot prints on there. They are a bit sloppy cause I had a hard time keeping my feet still. :) By the way, paint under baby toenails is hard to get out. Best way to get rid of is swimming in the pool. Inside the travel bag I put all of Daddy's favorite candies. Mommy and I tried to make cookies but Mommy burned them.
After we opened Daddy's gift I played with Daddy and he saw me pull up and stand holding onto the couch for the first time. I love playing with Daddy he always makes me smile.
After we played for a while I helped Mommy cook Daddy one of his favorite meals, Chicken Pesto and Pasta. I got to eat some bread with dinner. I love bread and can't wait until one day when I get to eat the rest of that meal cause it smelled so yummy. :)
Happy Daddy's Day. I love you Daddy! You will always be the most important man in my life. You were the first one to hold me and that special bond will always be there. I may have gotten Mommy's personality but I got your looks and your love of music and rhythm. Thank you. You are the best in the world!
I know this I my blog, and Mommy and I write about what goes on in my life, from my perspective, but today Mommy is going to be taking over. I don't mind sharing my blog with her since she's one of my favorite people ever!
Hi this is Mommy, I just had to share something. I love, love, LOVE being a mother. I have loved many things, but being a mommy is the best thing ever.
I have always loved family. My siblings were and still are some of my best friends. Through college my younger brother and I stayed close. Every Tuesday night we had 'date' night. lol I'd take him to eat or come eat at his college's cafeteria and then we'd watch American Idol (even tho I don't really like that show, but he does so that's what we'd watch). My older sister was my hero and I wanted to be just like her, except for the blonde hair, never really wanted to be a blonde. And my little sister and I pretty much did everything together. I loved being part of a family and it was what completed me.
Then when I became a teacher I loved it! Having 25 adorable kiddos looking up to me, looking to me for direction and love was just amazing. I loved getting to know each one, I loved helping each one in their specific needs, I loved teaching them about math, reading and writing, I loved teaching them how to be part of community of people and how to succeed in life. I truly love teaching and know I was meant to be a teacher. I guess it's the closest thing to being a mom. I consider each of my students my kids and will do whatever I can to help them.
But, oh my word, there is nothing, NOTHING that compares to being a mommy. Since the second i saw her, I fell in love. I can't imagine life without her, literally, it's kinda hard to remember what it was like and it's only been 7 months. Monkey loves me with all her heart, I love how with babies it is easy to see what they are feeling. If they are happy they are overly happy if they are upset, well yeah you definitely know it. They don't know how to hide emotion and I love that about Monkey. Now that Monkey is a bit older (yes 7 months is older) her personality is shining. She is a very passionate person. She may not look like me but she has my personality. She loves life. She loves those around her. She love food. She loves to 'talk'. She loves people and wants to be in the middle of everything going on. I love that about her :)
When I go wake Monkey in the morning and she looks up and smiles it is the most amazing thing, I feel complete. When she hold onto my finger and stares into my eyes as she drinks her bottle, I feel complete. When she crawls across the living room to get to me, her Mommy, I feel complete. When she reaches her arms out for me i feel important, I feel complete. When she falls asleep in my arms, I feel complete. When I'm the only one that can calm her down, I feel complete. When she giggles and laughs as we dance around the living room, I feel complete. Being a mommy is what I was created to be. I still love my family and love teaching but nothing will ever compare to being a mommy. I look forward to the day that Monkey can say 'Mommy' and 'I love you'. Until that day comes I will just take every smile and giggle as her way of saying "Mommy, I love you".
This post has taken hours to write. lol between yelling at the tv watching the Slovenia vs. USA world cup game, playing with monkey, fixing and eating lunch, feeding monkey (she still doesn't like carrots) and then changing her second poopie diaper of the morning. Now I remember why I typically write at night. haha