Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Damnit to hell

That may just be your next phrase. I'm sorry I used it at you today. It makes me cry to think about how easy it is for me to loose it. You are so fun and full if life, spit, and vinager. I don't ever want to dampen that spunk. You picked up handfuls if beans and let them go on the floor, knocked over your bowl if grapes I gave you, and hurried to get into the sugar bowl. You pulled down my curtain under the sink and then threatened to dump the trash can over ( you did that last week and we shared a few tears picking it up, we were on a healthy living kick for the week and it was gross.) I love you my little Maggie magoo, oh how I love you. I kissed you as many times as I could when I put you to bed, how did my little baby turn into a little girl? Garrett was given some clothes, you would love them to be yours:) you tell me you need your pants on so your legs don't get cold lol:) you currently hate pigtails and would prefer princess braids.  

Garrett-my little happy camper. Tooth number 4 is cutting through. I don't know how I ever dreamed I wouldn't love a boy, you have my whole heart. You smile with every fiber of your being and you just love everyone and everything. You are starting to stand in your own, you are so proud. We are doing the baby bird feeding right now lol, you love it!! You go in next week to have them operate on you. I am petrified. My world revolves around you and Maggie, I can't stand tge thought of anything happening to you or you having to hurt. I love you more than words can say:)

Monday, June 9, 2014

Do you Want to Talk to my Friends

Oh Maggie Magoo, you keep my life wild and crazy, you make me smile, laugh out loud and cuss on a regular basis.  Right now you carry around three cans of shaving cream, and a honey bear which all came to bed with us last night.  They are "my friends, do you want to talk to my friends?"  You take their tempature and last night you told dad that they where all about three months and couldn't eat avacodo's yet:)  You are very particular about what you where and you are the only completely potty trained girl I know that would much rather wear a diaper than panties, it is a bit of a pain when we are in public.  You knocked over the trash on purpose the other day, pretty sure just to see what I would do, and yes you cried big crocodile tears when we had to pick it up.  You LOVE your dad, and you are quite particular in him doing things for you, you poke him when you are out of a bottle to get up and get you one and you have to go with him, you love being his little side kick and he loves having you there.  You have everyone pegged as "he's nice" "he's mean" and it cracks your dad up.  You would just as soon be barefoot all day but love shoes and anything that is new to you.  Getting you to sit down and eat can be hard, you love ice cream and butter:)