Miss Independent

First Day of First Grade:
We were ready about 20 minutes before we had to leave. She got out of bed at 6:15 with no problem. We drove to school and I walked her to where all the students line up. Her class is out in the modulars and her teacher instructed her to come in when the bell rang on the first day. We were hanging out with Tommie Jane, and the girls were playing with Jonah. They had a hold of his hands, and when the bell rang Alaina took off running to her class with another little girl. Jonah fell over and I picked him up--(he wasn't hurt.) When I turned around Alaina had already gone into her class. I walked up to her class and she was already sitting across the room on a little carpeted area. I had to tell her goodbye from across the room--she was so excited she didn't say goodbye. :( for mommy, but :) for her.
Second Day of First Grade:
She wanted to ride the bus to school. She got up before her alarm went off and ran out the door when it was time. We waited a few minutes for the bus; then when the bus drove up, she again ran off without saying goodbye. And Again, :( for mommy, :) for her. She's riding the bus home too, Don't really like that she's gone for nearly 10 hours out of the day and asleep for 9 of the other part, but I suppose I'll get used to it. Either that or I'll cry every morning for the rest of my life cause I don't get to see Alaina as much as I'd like. I guess I'm doing my job though, Miss Alaina has become Miss Independent (well, almost.)

Sometimes...

Sometimes I wish I could put myself on bedrest.
Sometimes I wish I could do that thing on Mary Poppins and make everything clean by the snap of my finger.
Sometimes I wish I could do that other thing on Mary Poppins and float to the ceiling from laughing so hard.
Sometimes I wish my kids never had to grow up.
Sometimes I wish they would.
Sometimes my body aches so bad I never want to be pregnant again.
Sometimes I wish I could have lots more kids.
Sometimes I wish I could move somewhere else.
Sometimes I wish I had more money.
Sometimes I get so discouraged about our situation I want to curl up in a hole and cry.
Soemtimes I remember to keep my mind on the fact that we are soooo blessed to live where we live and have what we have.
Sometimes Jesse makes me laugh so hard I nearly puke.
Sometimes I want to build things, but that would involve power tools, and I don't like how loud they are.
Sometimes I hate food.
Sometimes I love food too much, therefore,
Sometimes I think I'm fat. (not while I'm pregnant though, so don't freak out!)
Sometimes I think I'm lazy.
Sometimes I can't stop doing stuff and I get REALLY tired.
Sometimes I get really mad that my closest friends live soooo far away.
Sometimes I laugh at how silly my belly looks when the baby moves.
Somtimes I like to cook (most times) (well 75 or 80% of the time, if I'm not tired)
Sometimes I ramble on and on on my blog because I wish I had soemone to talk to.

Diaper Bag

After 500,000 (whoa!)man hours of sewing....

I call it my carpet bag, cause that's what I put in the bottom to make it stiff. Now, I just have to Scotch Guard it so we can avoid stains from setting it down places. It actually wasn't that hard to sew, just time consuming---putting the bottom in and meeting the corners with all those layers was the hardest part.My next sewing project is a quilt for Jonah's bed....

DONE!

The crib bedding is done. YEA!

Cute Huh?

At Wendy's

Yesterday we were at Wendy's. Jesse and I were getting drinks/ketchup while the kids were at the table. I went back to the table and Alaina pointed out a little boy at the table next to us with a patch/bandaid on his eye. She told me she wanted to pray for him. I said, "Go ahead" She told me she already prayed with Jonah and she wanted me to pray. I prayed for him and then Jesse came back. He saw what was going on and was moved with the same compassion Alaina was. He went over to the dad and asked if he could pray for the little boy. He brought Alaina over, Jonah and I went over too. We prayed for him, then sat down and finished our meal. (The little boy, who was maybe 3 or 2, HAD a lazy eye and had the bandage on the 'good' eye so the other one could learn to work correctly. We believe he is healed.)

Baby Quilt

So one of my "101 goals" was to make baby bedding. I'm halfway done---Just have to put the bumper together. It's just a simple quilt, but I really like the colors.

So, I've been sewing....