My internet is terribly slow so I guess I probably ought to
write this in word so I don’t end up cussing when it somehow mysteriously all
gets erased. My little Maggie, time has
FLOWN, you are such a big girl. The last
few months have been busy with sales, and catalogs, and more sales, yes we are
SICK of the computer, Maggie hate’s it:( We have been able to spend the last
week going with John and Maggie has been in heaven. Her first words were Mamma, dada, and of course
moo, go figure, now everything makes the moo sound. Maggie is a climber, we have a little stool
next to our couch, she climbs it as fast as she can and topples over and then
runs to the other side to do it again, she has figured out how to climb on her
rocking horse, the one problem is that she would also like to stand up on the
rocking horse:) She hates being “helped” and would like to do everything by
herself. She is walking EVERYWHERE and
is as busy as a little bee. At dinner
she has to get down about half way through and run around the table returning
for a bite occasionally but making sure to burn off all the calories in the
process. She has eight front teeth and
just cut her four big molars, poor little thing, they are huge and I’m sure
they had to hurt like crazy. She loves
to empty drawers, suitcases, the laundry anything she can empty fast and
furious. I had to go and get John some
new church clothes the other day and she would pull down everything that she
could get her hands on, she looks at you, smiles, and takes off with whatever
her new found treasure may be, in the store it was a pair of men’s underwear.
We painted Maggie’s fingernails last night upon her request
(we had to paint one of johns first so he is running around with one bright
pink nail, we have a big dinner for OSU tonight, I hope I can find the
fingernail polish remover) She woke up
this morning and had to show me. She is
all girl, loves shoes, necklaces, and putting on clothes. She loves to give kisses, screech loudly,
share her already chewed food, and is in love with peanut butter. John lets her feed herself in the morning, I
am not the biggest fan of this ritual, she demands to sit on Johns lap when
he’s home, he’s a little more lenient on what Maggie get’s away with:) he loves
her like crazy
Maggie loves to pick up sticks right now and carry them
around, she loves to be outside.
The girls all came out last week, it was so fun to have them
here and so sad when they all had to go back home, I would love to live in Utah
with all of them, maybe someday:) I’m always glad how great John is otherwise I
tell him we’d live in Utah and he could visit on weekends. We and yes it was a group effort on part of
my sisters weaned Maggie, it was pretty sad for her. Emily and Hells bells took her all one night,
it was a long night of lots of drives and lots of tears on Maggie’s part and on
mine. It was time and it has been
WONDERFUL to not have her trying to nurse all night. There have been times that we have both
missed it some but as a whole it’s nice to be finished. John is sure we need to start her on a bottle,
not the new kind with the weird nipple but a good old fashioned bottle, they
say pick your battles, I said no to that one.
The no leak sippy somehow manages to wet my bed at least once a weak as
it is, we do not need a bottle.
While the girls were here it was cold, we ate (they ate lol)
about 12 boxes of Blue Bell fruit bars, no exaggeration what so ever, we
enjoyed tons of food, and lots of giggles.
I’m so lucky to have them all as sisters. All I could ever hope for Maggie is that she
grows up to be just like them. Poor John
had lots of tears from me on the way home to Stillwater. Whit, Oakley, and Jessica came with the
girls. Poor Oakley was pretty worn out
when we got back to the airport and she had lots of tears with my tears, it
sounded like she had a pretty good emotional breakdown on the plane. They had a
ball blowing bubbles outside, hated our shopping trips, but loved eating ice
cream numerous times during the trip:)
Baby number two is coming to the Griswolds, I know I’m a
little overwhelmed myself. I made John
stop on the way home from church to get a pregnancy test I was sure there was
no way, oh but there was. Thus weaning
Maggie of utmost importance. I’m
starting to feel very pregnant, actually mostly just tired I could sleep all
day, no exaggeration I would like to at times.
I’ve got to write on here more often so I don’t write a
novel, I’m a lucky girl, I realize this each and everyday. I couldn’t be more blessed!
