Friday, March 27, 2009


Alex and I were putting Isabella to bed tonight. We were singing songs and saying our prayers. When he was a baby, I made up a silly song that I always sing to him. He wanted to sing it to her tonight.
Do you know how much I love you?
Do you know how much I care?
You're my pumpkin.
You're my pie.
You're the apple of my eye.
Do you know how much I love you?
Do you know how much I care?
You're my pride.
You're my joy.
You're my little baby boy...
When we got to the last line he laughed and said to Isabella, "No, you're my little baby girl. You are my sweetheart!"
As if that weren't enough to bring me to tears, then he told me he wanted to sing her another lullaby. And here are the words he sang as he held his baby sister's hand...
Go to sleep.
Go to sleep.
Go to sleep little baby.
Close your eyes.
Snuggle down.
And rest your little head.
Shut your eyes and go to sleep.
I will give you a kiss goodnight.
When you wake up and see the sun,
you will have my wish.
I asked him where he learned it, and he said from Max and Ruby. I have spent the past hour trying to find it online so I can see the real words, but I cannot find it. I guess the real words don't really matter anyway. What matters is how much my little boy loves my little girl. There is nothing else in this world that matters as much as this.

Alex-isms 5

Sometimes I think Alex doesn't listen to a word I say. But I could not be more wrong. He quotes me on a daily basis, and in the correct contexts too!
  • I have been known to say to Jay at the end of a long day, "I am so done!" He was mad at Jay and told him, "I am so done with you, Daddy."
  • His friend Brody was upset the other night and Alex told him, "You just need to calm down."
  • Alex has been saying a bad word or two lately. I have threatened to wash his mouth out with soap, and actually followed through with it once. Tonight Jay said "stupid," and Alex didn't miss a beat..."Momma, get the soap and wash out Daddy's mouth. Daddy, your mouth will burn!"
  • I HATE whining! Alex gets NO WHERE with me when he whines. Tonight at dinner, Jay kept telling him to eat. Alex looked at him and said, "I will...if you stop whining."

Alex-isms 4

It has been awhile since I have written an entry - life can really get away from you sometimes. But thankfully, I have been keeping notes on some of the funny things Alex has been saying lately.
  • Alex is Mr. Literal. He loves to correct other people every chance he gets. For instance, "I didn't hurt my finger Mom, I hurt my thumb." "It is not a diaper Mom, it is a pull-up."
  • Alex has a way with words. Sometimes that boy can melt my heart. The other day he said, "You are the best Mommy I ever had in my whole life." And he can break my heart too. I always tell him that even when I am mad at him, I still love him everyday. Today he was mad at me and said, "Mommy, I don't like you on any days." (He later changed his mind-Thank GOD).
  • Alex is up-to-date on current events. Whenever Barack Obama comes on television, he says, "That's A-Rock Obama. He is our President."
  • Alex is interested in learning about God. Last week after we said our prayers I was telling him how God watches out for us. He asked me, "Where is God? I can't see Him." We went to church on Sunday. It had been awhile since I have taken him with me. We were a few minutes late. We were standing in the back. He said, "Come on Mom. Let's go in. We are missing all the fun." Then he pointed to the priest and asked, "Is that God?" Once we were seated in the pew, he was sitting quietly. The little girl behind him kept talking to him. He turned around and said, "Shh! You have to be quiet in here!"
  • Alex is very detail oriented. When he tells a story he gives you all the details. For instance here is his rendition of what happened the other night when the smoke detectors went off, which he tells anyone and everyone who will listen. "You know those round things (smoke detectors)? Well, Daddy was cooking on the grill. And he opened the door and smoke came in. And the round things started making a lot of noise. And they were saying FIRE! FIRE! And daddy was trying to hush them. I was crying. Momma had to drive Izzy Bizzy and me around the neighborhood. We were looking for deer. Then the fire truck came and the men - one was wearing a green shirt - came inside to check out the problem. Then they said everything was okay and there was no fire. So then it was okay for us to come back inside. Daddy let me stay up late and watch Clone Wars and Scooby Do. I fell asleep on the couch. The next day I got a fire truck toy!" Not only is his story detailed - it is accurate too!

Sunday, March 1, 2009

6 Months Old

Dear Isabella,
Happy 6th Month Birthday. Six months ago tonight visiting hours were over, and Daddy and I were alone with you for the first time. Our sweet tiny baby girl. We touched your little face, hands, and feet. How things have changed. Now it is you who reach out and touch our faces and our hands. And you love to hold onto your own little feet.

This month you went on your first family vacation. We went to South Seas Plantation on Captiva Island in Florida. We had a great time, and you loved putting your feet in the sand. You weren't too happy about the pool though! We also celebrated your first Valentine's Day, "Our Little Love."
You have become such a little Momma's Girl. If you are awake, you want me to hold you. You have been crying at nap time and bedtime until I pick you up. You still smile at everyone, but if I am there you want me! I absolutely love it, but I get nothing done. I have been putting you in the sling. You are as happy as can be, all cuddled up next to me holding your Giraffe. I am cherishing how much you need me and want me all the time. I can't imagine a time when it will be different.

The past 6 months have been the best of my life. I can't believe that in six more months we will be celebrating your first birthday. I hope the time goes slowly, but if the past six months are any indication, I know it won't. I promise to savor every moment.

Love you Busy Bee,