Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Chocolate sprinkle
thats the size of our baby, the size of a chocolate sprinkle, its brain is growing at a rate of 100 cells per minute in a tiny see though skull. How wonderful the miracle of life is.
Our big news
We let Aliya share our big news for us! Check out her t-shirt.
We couldn't be happier! Well I guess I could be if I wasn't sick all the time! Baby #2 Due May 18, 2011
Our big girl
Wow! She just grew, her vocabulary has increased by leaps and bounds and she is climbing up into the jungle gyms!
Thursday, September 16, 2010
My Afternoon
Eating on the go, an American standard. We headed to Chick-fil-a for lunch and despite the place being busy there was no one in line. My bladder was calling so I headed to the restroom and when I returned it was as if I had left a time warp because there were 2 lines both 6 people deep! As soon as I stood in line Aliya runs off. I chase her and loose my spot so now I am even farther back because at that same moment the door flew open and a herd of people walked in. Holding her this time in line, I look around and see tables are disappearing as well as highchairs. With one highchair left I decide its worth giving up my bad stop in line for a worse one just to secure the highchair. I didnt want to be left with a kid and a trayful of food with no where to sit. I throw the diaper bag on the table and Aliyas sippy cup in the highchair to reserve it and get back in line for the third time. At this point Ali has seen the play place and is wiggling with all her might to get out of my arms and run to it. What seems like forever later we make it to the front of the line and order. (On a side note- let the mom whose is a line with the wiggly kid ahead of you in line, its hard being her and she could use a break and help) (On another side note- I ordered way too much food for just Aliya and I, then proceeded to eat it all, very frustrating) We leave Chick-fil-a and go to Walgreens. I decide I didn't need the whole diaper bag and threw my wallet and coupon organizer (filled with gift cards and store credit cards worth lots of money) into a tote bag I carry with me. Aliya and I go in do our shopping and as I am about to leave I notice a woman struggling with her baby and the carseat. I keep looking deciding if she need my help (since I am more sensitive to parents who are alone struggling with kids after my chick-fil-a incident), she figures it out so I buckle Ali up and leave. With the lights and traffic it took me a good 12 minutes to get the 3 miles to home, I pull in the driveway unbuckle Ali and go to grab my bag and its not there! Holy Crap! I left it in the cart in the parking lot of Walgreens. I have never made it to New Tampa faster. I pulled in and there is my bag still sitting in the cart! Whew, what a relief! Then Ali's diaper exploded and we barely made it home before there was a big mess.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Cousins
Robs cousin Tiffany came over with her husband, Dan and their 4 children, Shelby, Timmy, Jeff, and Kelsey. What fantastic kids! (You know they are when the house is cleaner after they leave!) We had a great time and Ali had fun with her cousins!
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Her strut
Check out Alis strut. Can't you just picture her walking on a catwalk? Wish we had a video but the pictue does it justice!
The wind rustling through those gorgeous curls, feet hanging down and giggles galore. On the swing with out a care in the world, she could have stayed all day. The air was just right - warm and stickily humid but being in a swing created a breeze to cool of her sweaty neck. She laid her head back and just let the breeze flow around her then exclaimed and burst into giggles. Every push made her jump in excitement and created anticipation for the next push. I pushed and she giggled. I pushed more and she giggled more.
Swinging in the swing.
Swinging in the swing.
The relationship between a father and daughter is second to none. I felt so at peace and filled with joy watching Aliya and Rob play together. I think there is nothing quite as wonderful for a mother than to see her child thriving at the hands of the dad.
My father is amazing and I am so blessed to have him in my life. I have never met a human more sincere, God loving, honest, and as genuinely kind as my dad. I look up to him and strive to be more like him every day.
Aliya has a dad like mine. She is as lucky as I am.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
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