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Well, I forgot to post about weighing in yesterday. It was better than I thought – I honestly didn’t think I would have lost any weight and was just hoping I didn’t gain any! 
But it wasn’t so bad. I did manage to shed a pound. That’s better than nothing, right?
-6.2
Portable DVD Players?
Posted July 18th, 2007 at 5:28 am. 1 comment
So we’re going to purchase one of these for our ELEVEN hour trip to Florida that will be here before we know it. I’m just wondering if anyone has any suggestions? I’ve read lots of reviews about players that skip or restart regularly. Anybody have one they just absolutely love? thanks.
My Little Diva
Posted July 18th, 2007 at 4:26 am. 1 comment
It may be time to change Gracey’ nickname to Diva. I simply could not pass up this adorable little swimsuit I found on sale for THREE BUCKS!
Weigh In Wednesday
Posted July 17th, 2007 at 6:46 pm. Add a comment
So tomorrow is weigh in day. I’m not looking forward to it nearly as much as I was last week. I haven’t done terrible but I also haven’t done as well as I did week 1. I’m a little afraid that my numbers may not drop – it just doesn’t “feel” like I’ve lost anymore weight. Oh well, there’s always next week.
Right now Carter is in his room having a fit because I closed and “locked” the door. Believe me, it is for his own safety right now. We had a great morning shopping and playing at the Mall until it was time to leave. When I told him it was time to leave the play area to go home, he RAN FROM ME! I didn’t chase him – I usually don’t, as a rule. Instead, I put Gracey in the stroller and waved goodbye to Carter as I walked away from the play area. This usually works like a charm.
He immediately came running and calling for me but when I stopped, he turned around and ran back to the play area. (I guess the little booger has finally caught on to my trick) So off I went again. (I had a friend still in the play area who was keeping an eye on him from a distance.) He would run to me and then run away before I could get him and we did this a few times. Finally, I said forget it. I turned around and walked off and didn’t look back. Not only did I not look back when I heard him calling for me, but when I turned the corner, I hid behind a wall so he couldn’t see me when he made the turn. Surely, he’d freak and run right to me when I stepped out, right? WRONG! He did freak, but when he got close to me he refused to get on the stroller and would not get close enough to hold my hand. So I walked out of the mall. I could hear his little footsteps trailing behind me, just far enough to maintain his independence, and I walked towards the parking lot. I didn’t know what I would do when I got to the parking lot because I couldn’t let him walk far behind me with all the cars. Thankfully, he must have been thinking the same thing because he came and got on the stroller when I stopped at the edge of the parking lot.
Mommy definitely needed a time out at this point. But we were all stuck in the car for another thirty minutes. He must have known I was pretty upset with him because when I said, “mommy needs some quiet time on the way home – no talking” he actually kept pretty quiet. He went straight to bed when we got inside and I told him his door would stay open as long as he stayed in his bed. Guess how long he stayed in his bed? 5 seconds.
So here we are. He’s screaming and crying and having a total fit in his room and I’m blogging about it. But I’m not irritated anymore. I’m just shaking my head wondering why it is so hard for him to submit to authority….then I remember he’s my son afterall and the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. I’m sure God is wondering the same thing about me – why is it so hard for me to submit to His authority sometimes?
I know the end result will be the same for me as it is for SPeedy. I’ll be the one throwing a fit and crying and all upset and He’ll be blogging about it. No wait. That’s probably not exactly how it will work. 
On a brighter note, this morning Carter finished his toast and asked for more. I very non-chalantly said, “go poop on the potty and I’ll make you another piece of toast”. Off he went to the bathroom as I remembered I didn’t have his little seat set up. By the time I got to the bathroom, he was balancing on the big potty and POOPING! Go Carter, go!
Eat it or Wear it!
Posted July 15th, 2007 at 3:38 am. 2 comments
If any of you ever read the “Ramona the Pest” book series, you’ll know the phrase I’m refering to. Ramona didn’t want to eat her cereal and was complaining and griping and her Dad finally told her to eat it or wear it. She wouldn’t eat it so he took her to the bathtub and poured the cereal over her head. LOL This was a fictional book – at least I think it was. Anyway, Carter hasn’t been wearing his dinner but he has definitely been asserting his independence around dinner time. It seems that for the past week or so, it doesn’t matter what I present him for dinner, his response is always, “I DON’T LIKE IT!”
I swear sometimes he says that before he even hears what it is. And even when it is something I know perfectly well he does like. UGH! I tried reasoning (what was I thinking?) with him the first few times and bribing him to eat. Note to self: always avoid power struggles with a 3 year old – you will never win.
The past few nights I’ve tried something different. Here’s how the conversation went tonight:
Me: It’s time for dinner, Carter! We’re having mashed potatoes and chicken tonight.
Carter: BUT I DON’T LIKE IT!!!!
Me: Well, you don’t have to eat it. You can have that or nothing at all.
Carter: oooooh! I like it, mommy!
Sometimes he’ll say that and then won’t eat much or just pick at it. I figure he’ll eat when he’s hungry, right? I mean, you don’t know any 3 year olds who actually starved themselves to death, right? RIGHT?
Gracey does a lot of blabber talking and yesterday I thought I recognized her somewhat unintelligable chatter. I could have sworn she chanted out the first two lines from “Jesus Loves Me”. So I sang the first line and she smiled real big and then repeated the same thing she had just said for the second verse. She knows the words! She can’t pronounce them all, but she knows them! She also sings along with her ABC’s. I need to upload some videos.
It’s a Boy! It’s a Girl!
Posted July 13th, 2007 at 3:09 am. 7 comments
Today, we received Gracey and Carter’s new birth certificates in the mail. Seeing their names and ours listed as mother and father is just a beautiful sight.
“‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declare the Lord. ‘They are for good and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.’”
Humble Pie
Posted July 11th, 2007 at 11:17 pm. 2 comments
After a little bit of a rough afternoon (today was gymnastics….bleh), Carter was ready to crash early. I planned to have him stay up a little later but he was misbehaving in the bathtub so I sent him to his room while I got Gracey ready for bed. When I got into his room, I sat on his bed and we talked about listening and obeying, etc…etc…etc…
He was wearing just a pulll-up and he laid his head on my lap. I was reaching for a blanket to cover him and as I did, he sat up and smiled as he pulled the blanky closer. “Did you do that because you love me, mommy?” You bet I did, Carter.
He put his head back down on my lap so I started singing and he closed his eyes. As I sat there singing, enjoying the sound of my own voice and thinking that really, my voice wasn’t THAT bad (those of you who know me IRL can stop laughing now) – I looked down and saw that while his eyes were still closed and he was drifting off to sleep, Carter had his finger in his ear.
Little turkey.
He fell fast asleep in spite of my singing.
Weigh In – week 1
Posted July 11th, 2007 at 2:55 pm. 1 comment
After two days of not seeing well, finally, I can almost see normally out of my right eye. It’s not 100%, but it’s better than it was. Besides, who cares? I weighed in today at Jenny Craig!!!!!
-4.6
Mommy has an owie
Posted July 10th, 2007 at 2:38 am. 2 comments
As I’m sitting here with one eye completely patched up and the other tired from doing all the work for the last day and a half, all I can think is that I never realized how freakin’ bright my monitor is.
Can’t type much.
Gracey has sharp fingernails. When sharp baby fingernail comes in contact with mama’s eyeball, mama wont’ be happy.
Saw the doctor this morning. He said when they do lasik surgery, they remove the outer layer of the eye to do their work. Gracey cut through two layers of my eyeball and I didn’t have any anestesia.
I go back in the morning and will hopefully be able to pass the eye exam this time instead of saying things like, “um, I think it is an H. Is it an H? Is this multiple choice?”
Day 2
Posted July 7th, 2007 at 3:23 pm. 3 comments
I barely survived my Jenny Craig Day 2. Going to the grocery store when you’re hungry is never a good idea, especially when you are dieting. 
But I did it. The only thing I “cheated” with all day was a plain baked potato. It wasn’t on my plan but I ate it anyway.
Today I’m going to make A vegetable soup that is a freebie – meaning I can eat it anytime I’m hungry. The sad truth is that I’m not usually hungry at all. But what does that have to do with eating?
And you begin to see where the problem lies.