Moving On...

Adi had her Kindergarten Program yesterday (thank goodness they didn't have a kindergarten graduation- I would have hated to boycott my own daughter's day). Anywho, Adi looked like an angel sitting up there on the stage- she had practiced so hard for months to be able to sing all of the songs loud and clear and to say her part without any help.

I promised Nae that I would post all of her songs on here for all of our long-lost family to watch, but due to two horrific happenings beyond my control (ok, I put off charging my camera's battery until an hour before the program and didn't charge the video camera at all- I know, I know), my battery was nearly dead when we got there, so I only have a couple of songs, but I did get her saying her part!

**Oh and sorry about how shaky the recording is. I was having a hard time keeping the camera steady while being jostled by every other parent trying to record.**

To say that I was an emotional wreck watching her up there being a big-girl would be an understatement. Wasn't she born just last month? Learning to talk last week? How is it that I watch her grow and change everyday and yet days like this seem to smack me upside the head and say "She's growing so quickly"? She can now tell the time, sound out words, tie her shoes, add and subtract, and dial phone numbers. We celebrate each of these new little pieces of freedom she learns, and yet...

Soon she'll be off to first grade, staying at school all day, eating lunch with her friends (hopefully Mommy can remember to pack said lunch), and not with me. Playing with her friends, and not with me. Telling her oh-so-important secrets to her friends, and not to me...

Bittersweet, isn't it?

Soccer Mom

It was COLD. Snotty-noses kind of cold. I was bundled-up under a fuzzy blanket, trying to stifle my whines.

And then there were my girls. Out there on their little field playing their hearts out and loving it. I think my heart just about burst with pride watching these two little monkeys playing without fear or hesitation. Were they afraid of the other kids? NO. Were the afraid of getting kicked in their shins like their mom was when she was their age? NO. They fell, they got right back up, grinning. They LOVED IT.

Adi scored 3 goals (and had 3 almost-goals)

Piper, who was her own worst enemy out there as she tripped herself constantly, scored two goals.

We weren't always sure that the girls remembered that they were on the same team...

Even Nana and Papa braved the cold weather to cheer on the girlies!

And little Porter-Pot even did some cheering (while trying to sneak onto the field)

Drumroll, Please...

Well, we've done it. Learned all of the Articles of Faith, that is. This video is a bit on the long side, but it's worth watching. I caught a few golden moments on here that you have just got to see...

Yeah, Adi and Piper! How did they do it? REPETITION!! Every night for almost a year we would say them. A lot.

Did OP and I get tired of it?

Yes.

Was it worth it?

Definitely.

M.I.A.

Let me explain where I have been: well, I've been doing exactly what I always do. Nothing has changed except I can't seem to remember to charge my camera's battery so that I can document our daily funness.

I apologize.

This video is mostly for my sis (I finally got around to posting it), but I hope more than she will enjoy it.

I am going to go plug in my battery right now so that I can snap away at today's adventures!

Prepare to be Jealous...

Porter has his quirks... quite a few of them, actually. He pretty much won't eat anything except cereal, fries and hot dogs (no joke here), he relishes in making his sisters scream, he has to change his shoes at least ten times a day, etc. You know what I'm talking about.

The one thing that saves me from pulling my hair out everyday is this:

Porter loves to sleep. Loves it. Usually there are no arguments when bedtime and naptime come around. Occasionally he even throws himself into bed and cries until someone turns on the fan, turns out the light, and fills his bottle with his precious water (which he only gets when he sleeps... this could be one of the reasons he enjoys sleeping so much).

Have you ever hear of any other almost-2 year old who does this? I know my girls definitely didn't (p.s. you can't hold this against me since I went through heck with the girls and their sleeping habits... actually we are still fighting this issue of theirs).

Another clip of the kiddies...

Ever wondered what a typical day in our household consists of? Let me show you:

Piper in her own lil' world doing what she does best, Porter mimicking his sissies, and Adi writing away about something that it utterly important to her and has to have her mommy spell it all out for her.

So now you know.

Sidenote: I had to bring the Porter-Pot to Adi's class V-Day party today. I was sweating it... but fortunately, he found the iPod as enthralling as his sis did...