I hope everyone had a good Christmas. Mine was good, but in the blink of an eye it was over, it seems. And today I am dragging. Work, dinner, church on Christmas Eve. Up early for Christmas morning with the kids, home for a quick nap before back out the door to my aunts. Back to work this morning and working all four days. I am sure glad I took off the day after New Year’s Day, I’m going to be trying to catch up on sleep. But I loved every minute of spending Christmas morning with the kids.
Apparently yesterday marked the one year anniversary of my much planned Disney Trip getting canceled at the last minute. I still have wounds from this one. But they are healing slowly. When you are a planner like I am it is hard to move on when your hard work is destroyed in an instant like that. Maybe some day I can plan the perfect Disney World Vacation, again, for my babies. But I’ll never get back not being with them for their first visit, that will leave scars.
A few months ago the kids’ mommy started potty training the three year old. None of us knew what an adventure that was going to be. He took to peeing in the potty pretty quickly but pooping in the potty was a whole other story. I didn’t think he would ever be fully potty trained. When you tried to talk to him about it he just ignored you or changed the subject. I even started download kindle books about pooping in the potty to read to him since he loved reading Peter Rabbit so much. The last book I downloaded might have been the winner because it seems like the very next day he took to pooping in the potty and hasn’t turned back. The book I read to him Super Pooper.
This weekend we have a birthday party for the oldest of the four kiddos who turned Sixteen last week. I can’t believe she is sixteen already. It seems like just yesterday she became a part of our family. I don’t remember how old she was when her mommy started dating my cousin but I think she was eight or nine. And now she is old enough to drive a car. In the blink of an eye (two years) she will be graduating high school and starting college. I wish I could stop them all from growing. Happy 16th Birthday Miss M!
My weekend was filled with kids, cotton candy, ice cream, snow cones, and merry-go-round rides. Saturday we went to this little family owned amusement park that is rented out for company picnics. The kids had a blast. I don’t know how many times the two year old rode the merry-go-round. And the three year old loved the little roller coaster. As for me I ate way too much cotton candy (hey it was free and I haven’t had cotton candy in years) and ate two chocolate ice cream cones. It was fun acting like a kid again and making memories with the little ones. And probably most importantly we hade perfect weather. Sunday was a day for rest and relaxation. And now it’s already Monday again and work is calling.
I am doing my part to make these kids Disney loving kids! I’m the one that bought them their much loved Mickey and Minnie blankets, now known as DeeDee. I bought each of them their first pair of ears. They each have kindle fires for when they are out with us, with Disney movies downloaded on them. I have five or six Disney Sing Along DVD’s they love watching in the car. And last week our newest thing was watching youtube videos of Disney World rides. And these are just a few of the things I can think of right now.
When I was younger my parents usally only went out of town for their annivarsary and even then they would just go to Gatlingburg for the weekend. But one those rare occasions that they did I would stay with my aunt and grandma. When I was staying with my aunt she would read me a Beatrix Potter story. She had the complete box collection and I loved those stories. Last week while we had the kids I read the three year old the Tale of Peter Rabbit the first night. I thought if anything maybe we would read a few different Beatrix Potter stories while we where there but he only wanted Peter Rabbit. One night while we were reading he tiold me he loved me and another night after my mom offered to read he told her only I could. The biggestes difference between my aunt’s reading to me and me reading to him; my Beatrix Potter collection is on my kindle, but it works.