Tomorrow, Lucy's TWO!

Can I believe she's already two?  What mama can believe her baby is growing up?

Seems like this was two days ago, not years:                            And now look at her:

           
She is our little spit fire.  Full of love, full of opinion.  She let us know she no longer preferred to eat in a highchair, rather at the big girl table with her sister.  She is very independent.  Sister wants to be in control.  She is a Daddy's girl without doubt.  She will tell me numerous times through out the day, when I'm home with her and Brandon's at work, that "Dayee, ba-bye"

We play the "Say XX" game in the car all the time, and she cracks us up by saying:
"Lucy, say 'Mommy'!"
She'll say: "Mommy!"
"Say, Daddy!",
"Daddy!"
"Say Lily"
"Lihee"
"Say Lincoln"
"Buddy!"
"Say Lucy"
"Su-cee"
"Say Milli"
"Ana" (Milli's middle name)
"Say Connie"
"Mick" (Connie's husband)
"Say Grandpa"
"Ba-ba"

She keeps us entertained.  She is a little shy, very inquisitive, loves to be loved, amazes us daily. She's helping Lincoln learn new words, and he's been putting two word sentences together (NO, Mama!)  :)  Which is cool...

She brought much chaos and craziness to our family, *I think that was just being the 3rd child, not HER specifically.... but we couldn't imagine life without her.... we love that little girl... with all of our hearts.  ♥

Movin' on...

There is just a lot going on in my life right now.... and you know when you get to the point where you're just done?  I'm there.  I think I've cried all the tears I have.... reacted with anger, let my emotions get the best of my actions.... and then rescinded.   I've crossed the line and I'm not looking back.

There was a post of FB recently that said, "Cutting people out of my life does not mean I hate them, it means I respect me."   It couldn't have been more timely -- to remind myself it's not time to react, it's time to collect myself and move on.  You can't change the world, but you can change yourself.  Work in progress.

So last night, I was laying in bed with Lily, talking to her about everything and nothing... and she kept blowing her nose.  I thought she was getting over her cold, but I started to wonder if we were headed to round two...and that triggered the thought that her teacher had sent out an email the week before asking if anyone could send in more kleenex boxes -- the year end colds have struck the classroom and they were out of tissues... so I said, "Oh - did anyone bring tissues in to your classroom?"  -- Lily said "No, no one did.  The teacher told us to use our shirts."  I said, "WHAT????! Mrs. Wally said that????"  She said, "Yeah mom -- Mrs. Wally said we had to wipe our noses on our shirts.  I feel really bad for Henry -- he has really icky boogers and he has to wipe them on his shirt."    I sent a box of Kleenex in, and it's ALL I can do not to send  an email and say -- making sure you got the box of tissue?  So the kids don't have to use their shirts anymore?   UGH.  So thankful this year is almost over.

I'm working today, then off the next four days.  Most of our laundry is caught up, have some light house cleaning to do (typical) -- but otherwise, hoping we have some great weather to get outside and enjoy with the kids!