Abby's First Haircut

Yes, yes, the kid is 2 1/2 years old and never had a haircut! How the heck do you cut a big red curly afro? Her hair is actually pretty long...like halfway down her back. But regardless of its length, it just gets curlier. But I had noticed it was getting a little on the crazy side, even when fixed. By "fixed" I mean you have to wet it completely, brush it, and then put some mousse in it....looks great, especially if Jason does it. It's his hair so he's awesome at fixing it.
Okay-all this to say-I took her to this cute kiddy place called "SnipSnaps". They had toys and a train table for them to play with while you waited. The little boy ahead of her was hysterical. Crying and screaming bloody murder. Abby's eyes were huge watching him. But when it came to her turn, she got to sit in the yellow taxi and did wonderful. She was very serious the whole time and didn't move a muscle. And after a trim and some shaping, the frizzies are much better.

Go Fly a Kite

Last week I bought a cheap kite for Abby. She was so excited about it and wanted to fly it immediately! I told her we needed Daddy in order to fly it (cause, lordy, I haven't flown a kite in ages!). So when Jason got home we went to the elementary school nearby and had a ball. The $1 kite actually worked quite well, and Abby LOVED chasing after it. Good thing she was preoccupied with that and not paying attention to the fact that her mom and dad didn't have a clue what they were doing. We managed to get it up in the air a few times really well. Oh, how she giggled! And Jason and I had quite a few laughs too. Mostly at us but also seeing how excited she was. I have a feeling we'll be doing this a lot on these windy spring days.

Six Years Ago...

Yesterday was our 6th wedding anniversary. I know I'm going to blink one day and we'll be hitting the 10 year mark, then the 20, etc. It really does go by fast! I have to say that Jason is the best thing that ever happened to me in my life. It's so nice to look at your life and push aside all the retarded decisions I've made, bad relationships I've gotten myself into, and tough moments that I've had, and know that I actually did something right. He is my something right.
Last night we went out for dinner at the Outback (thanks Jeff for the giftcard) and we were talking about us getting together, our relationship, our life now, etc. We got to the part about "bones we had with each other" (you know-those little irritating moments). I had three for him...very small ones...like how he's a zombie in the morning and I feel like I have a big kid and a little kid to get ready. (By the way, he totally agreed with all three). When it was his turn, he sat there and said, "Are you kidding me? I don't have any bones about you!" And he seriously didn't. I pointed out a few of my very obvious flaws to him to help get him started, but he just didn't have any. I think that's the nicest thing anyone (hasn't) said about me!
In the movie Juno, the girl Juno was talking to her dad about her love troubles. And this was her dad's reply which I think sums it all up:

In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a
person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good
mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you,
the right person will still think the sun shines out
your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth
sticking with.

So we had a simple date last night...dinner at the Outback and a rare movie at the theater. (Vantage Point....very exciting movie). We stopped at a photo booth and took our picture. Very cheesy I know but that's just who we are.

A Three Spanker Day

A note from Abby....
Today I got three spankings. All for very good reasons of course. Somedays I'm an angel and don't get in trouble at all. I think I just store up all my mischief and have it all explode in one day. Today when Daddy got home, Mom said, "Honey, it's been one of those days."
Let's see...the day started off good. I got up at 5:45 a.m. which I thought was pretty darn close to this 6 # that mom and dad keep trying to tell me about. Dad took me down for breakfast since mom worked last night and was very tired. After breakfast, I got to watch Monkey George and Clifford. I even went peepee in the potty. Then mom and I took a short drive and for some reason I decided to pee a big one in my carseat even though I had big girl panties on. Mom wasn't too happy about that, but she kept her cool.
After I got cleaned up, Mom made me my favorite-mac 'n cheese for lunch. The phone rang and while mom was chatting, I decided to grab lots of handfuls of dirt from mom's plant and throw it everywhere by the front door and living room. I got a very stern "ABIGAIL ELIZABETH", lots of "BIG NO NO's" and a spanking. Mom was definitely not too happy about that. Then when Mom asked me to pick up my markers (cause I had just thrown them all over the floor), I yelled back at her. Got another spanking when I didn't shape up and have an attitude adjustment.
But then, whew, I got a good little nap in and woke up much better. Had a snack, put together lots of puzzles, read books with Mom, watched the rain outside, and played and played some more. After awhile, I asked Mommy to make me some "ha chaca" (hot chocolate). She made me some and even put marshmallows in it (yummy!). Mommy sat with me and helped me have a few sips like a big girl. But I accidentally spilled most of it all over the dining table. Mommy was nice about it-even when she was on her hands and knees cause it was dripping on the rug through the divider crack in the table. She just reminded me that I have to be more careful next time.
Then Daddy got home and Mommy had this yummy meal of smoked sausage with red beans and rice. We sat down, prayed, and then I decided to be a (what do they call it?)"toot" again. I thought I should give Daddy a taste of what I've put Mom through today. I had what they called a temper tantrum...you know- throwing lettuce, not eating my dinner, spitting my milk out. Daddy gave me a spanking then after I threw lettuce not once, but twice. So off I went to get a bath. After my bath, I decided I didn't want to go to bed hungry so I happily came downstairs and ate the yummy dinner that my mom made for me. It was delicious...don't know what I was thinking earlier. Then I had some playtime with Daddy before I headed off to bed. So there you have it...a glimpse of my growing pains. Maybe tomorrow I'll be an angel again for Mom. I think she had it a little rough today.

The "Man Child"

Don't have a scanner so here's a picture of the ultrasound picture. We're halfway there and had our big anatomy scan yesterday. He's still a boy....had to check again just to make sure. Every piece of him looks perfect. He's sucking his thumb in case you can't tell....

Mmmm...So Good!

After playing in the snow (again!) the other day, we had a tasty treat of hot chocolate when we came inside. When Abby likes something, she'll close her eyes, smile, and rub her chest (not the belly for some reason) and say "Mmmm....so good!"

Our Little Mozart

Here's a couple of pictures of Abby playing the piano. She takes this role very seriously, you know. Everywhere we go...Grandma's house, Las Vegas @ Jay's wedding...she always has to play the piano there. We need to sign this girl up for some lessons! A big thanks to Pop and Nellie for this wonderful Christmas gift. She LOVES it. :)