mommy

Kyrie keeps talking about how she wants to be a mommy and hold her baby and be the mommy of her own house. She's got the right idea, it is the greatest job in the world!

such expectations!

Today Kyrie said, "Baby Camden, look at me, (as she squeezed his cheecks to turn his face toward her direction) I want you to be happy and talk".

reassurance

Kyrie tried to comfort her baby brother this morning, she said, "You don't have to cry, you're a big girl now".

Beware!

Beware of Halloween!I not sure why we spent money on a costume when Dusty is so good with creating his own!......

.................and BEWARE!!!!................

of little 2 year old girls trying to sneak bras into the shopping cart. While shopping at my most favorite store, gordmans, Kyrie tried to do a little shopping of her own. I told her we were not buying it and to put it back. And she asked, "Why Mom? Are my boobs too little?" And I said, "Yes they are, honey YOU are too little". She put her two little hands over her eyes and gave me a fake little cry. Why? Why can't she just stay little? She is so excited to grow up. I can't stand the thought of it!

my buddy and me

Camden is now 8 weeks old and is getting a little chub going on. It makes me sad that he has to grow so fast, the only thing that helps make up for it is the cute things he is starting to do. He is starting to tell me a few secrets and he smiles lots. I haven't been able to catch a smile on the camera yet, but I'm sure I'll get one soon. He loves to cuddle, he loves having his cheek next to mine. He wants to be my helper with everything I do, he thinks he needs to be in my arms while I cook, clean, computerize, do laundry, pretty much everything. He wants to join me whenever I will let him, if he can't help, he cries. So I pretty much get nothing accomplished - everyday except the basic necessities. I am greatful he is trying to be so helpful. I'm trying to accept my house being a little messier and cluttered and it has been hard to do! We are lucky if the two of us are dressed before 11:00. Thankfully Kyrie loves to dress herself or most days it wouldn't get done! I have been trying to run on the treadmill 5 times a week and I lay Camden where he can see me and he runs with me too! Besides the running, it seems nothing else gets done. But for now that's just the way it is, and I love that the reason is I have a little buddy. I'm so lucky that I get to spend my days on my buddy and me!and my buddy is adorable!

happy un-birthday

Ever since Kyrie was born, she has been the center of ALL of our attention. The boys loved to do everything with her, they have always been so good to include her and help her with anything. She loved to help me and follow me around and Chris and I also tried to include her with everything. So the saying goes, "having a baby changes everything", it most certainly has for her! She has been so sad and has not been the happy, sweet girl that we know and love. She is really good to her brother and loves him very much, but she misses life as she knew it. She stands at the top of the stairs and cries instead of just going down them, because it used to be that I would throw her on like a cape and ran down the stairs with her as she was super baby. Everything big to something small like going down the stairs has changed for her. If someone asks about the baby, it is now normal for her to curl up in a ball and cry or scream. Not only am I really occupied with the baby, but she also got used to her dad being home for a few weeks, and she became his best bud, and now he has gone back to work and she has lost a lot of his attention as well. And all at the same time, her brothers went back to school and started football and she hardly gets their time and attention anymore. The poor girl, we really have felt bad for her, from being the center of our whole family to not having anyones time and attention has been so hard! And to top it off, the baby got gifts, and the boys both just had birthdays. For the last 4 or 5 months she has talked and talked about having her "happy dirday". She talks about what kind of cake she is going to have, what kind of birthday and she wants presents. She talks about it almost everyday, and waiting until December has been a very long wait, with still a few months to go. Dusty was talking about how Chris's birthday is soon and Kyrie got really sad and said, "but what about my dirday", and then she started talking about how she is going to make her own cake. Well, last night Chris decided to make a cake and let Kyrie help and all she could talk about was how it was her own happy dirday cake. Just before we were to eat it, Chris put in some candles and we sang to our little sad princess and let her blow out the candles. And for a moment, she got to feel like that special little girl, that I wish she always knew she is. The last 6 weeks has been so rough for her, and I don't know if she'll ever adjust. I hope that soon I will be able to do more with her while everyone else is away for the day. I told her this morning that we could go to the park after lunch, but I need to clean the kitchen first and she said, "like Cinderella?" We hope we can find our happy little girl, and when we find her, I hope she stays. We have missed your cute happy self Kyrie, and even though things have changed, we hope you know how much we love you, our love will only grow!

everything pink

Kyrie LOVES anything and everything pink. And if it isn't pink, she imagines that it is. In the evenings we can hear the train from our house, and she says she can hear the "pink choo choo train". My eyes are pink, her teeth are pink, she needs a pink car just for her. Her playdough has to be pink, she has to use a pink spoon, bowl, plate, cup...and Dusty's strawberry brithday cake was really hers because it was pink. She says she needs a "pink happy dirday". I think I could go on and on! So this morning I pull out a brand new PINK chapstick, put it on my nightstand and while I'm changing the baby's diaper, I see her run off with it with a smile on her face, of course, because it is PINK. I head downstairs, ready to go do some shopping and notice Strawberry Shortcake on the tv and Kyrie has her head down covering her eyes with her hands. I notice her hair looks wet - and asks if she's ready to go. I take a closer look, and notice her hair really looks greasy and I see a couple of pink chunks and she smells yummy - like bubblegum chapstick. She had smeared that whole new tube of chapstick into her hair! I asked her why she did it, and avoiding eye contact she said, "bequase my hair needed to be like pink". Of course it did! So I threw her hair into knot ponytails and we went shopping. She hasn't looked into the mirror yet, I don't want to disapoint - she does not have colorful hair like her Strawberry Shortcake friends.
AND on the way home from shopping she told me she wants to be a HELLO KITTY! What a girl!