What the poo is this? Drop crotch jeans? I DO NOT THINK SO. Of course, half the kids in high school wear their jeans like this anyway. We never dressed like that when I was in school. Kids today have gotten so sloppy. "Back in my day..." (That's for my family...you know what I'm talkin' bout)
Avery's got some new words and some new interests! She is in this phase where she loves balls. Basketballs, tennis balls, footballs. She will point at one and say "bawl" and just carry it around. Yesterday, she got up in the couch and wanted every ball she saw up there with her. She would point to one and I would put it up there with her and she would just smile.
Shari said that is how Jason was when he was a kid and he turned out to be a great ahtlete. I think that Jason is hoping that this is an indication of how much she will like sports.
She also loves her "babies." She will wake up in the morning and say "Babies!" and point to her babies. She always has one in her hands. It's so cute. She is also saying "Ups!" That means she wants us to pick her up or put her up on something. It's so cute! It's so funny when they reach the age when they can communicate back with language.
She is also saying "Bewwa" (Bella), "Bubby" or "Bubba" for Jordan, Pops, she says "Pippa," which is a dog at her daycare. She is really smart and picks up on things crazy fast.
I told you a while back that Avery had some skin problems. We think it's exzema, but we are going to the dermatologist on Friday for a visit and the doctor wants us to stop treating her skin so he can see what it is and know the best way to treat it. She scratches her skin in her sleep and during the day, sometimes so bad it bleeds. It's mainly on her back and neck and shoulders, so where she can reach, it looks like a cat took to her and just scratched away on her skin.
A couple of weeks ago, Avery had a bad outbreak. We put lotion on her skin and she started screaming bloody murder and crying because it burned her skin so badly. We finally used some stuff that worked and had it 100% gone (a wash, lotion, and cream) and then, we had to stop using it for the dermatologist. Her skin broke out within a day and she started scratching and we decided we couldn't make her suffer for that long so we would wait until next Wednesday to stop using the stuff again. Well, we put lotion on her skin the other night and she screamed again. "Momma, momma" and she was shaking. I felt so helpless! Every time I would blow on her skin she would scream harder. Broke my heart.
Here is her left shoulder...
Here is her back...
Here is another picture of her back.
I hope he can give us some stuff to help. I think the stuff we were using was doing just fine but usually, that stuff doesn't work forever. Poor Avery.
Here are some stories I read on the internet this week. Can you tell I don't have alot of stuff going on? Avery was sick yesterday and is staying with my parents today, so I didn't get any good pictures of her the last few days. So I will just post some of this!
Ok, I love Reese, I really do. But can someone please tell me what is different about this hair style? She has bangs? And how is this "daring," as the article puts it? I don't think it's different at all, in fact. It looks like at the Golden Globes, she had hair extensions. Hmm....
But then they have sweet stories, like this letter that a little 7 year old boy wrote to 49ers receiver Kyle Williams...
And then there is this, that broke my heart....Heidi Klum and Seal to Divorce. Really, the last couple I would have thought of. Apparently he had anger issues. But still, divorce?
And then there is this story. I used to love Ashton and now, I have no respect for the guy, at all. I mean, Demi might be a mess, I am sure she is, but give me a break. You were a stepdad to her kids and you just run off and party with supermodels in Brazil while she is having a nervous breakdown? Not your best moment. Although, I am not sure what she was expecting, marrying him in the first place. But still.
My mom was nice enough to let me borrow her glue gun so I could finish my project!
So last night, I was all ready to go!
This project did take almost the entire coffee filter bag to finish, but it only took three small glue sticks. I know it's hard to tell, but the wreath I am using is not that big. You can really glue the filters on in any design you'd like. You can make the filters tight or not tight. I chose to do mine like this...
And I placed them very close together. Just put glue at the eraser end, and voila! It actually went along faster than I thought. I started around 8 and was finished by about 10. And here is the finished product!
Oh my gosh, it's so pretty. I had a place I thought I wanted it to go, but now, I've changed my mind. I will do one more and put it in my dining room, so stay tuned for that redo!
I was pretty aggravated on Saturday night. To tell the story, I must tell you that my husband and I have a "difference of opinion" in regards to cleaning.
He is the type that can't stand clutter. But he is also the type who doesn't put things away where they go, either. For example, if he sees a pile of mail on the counter that is in disarray, he will either A) Straighten it into a nice, neat pile or B) Simply throw all of the papers in the trash. He is not the type to go through all of the papers and organize them. Same holds true for pretty much everything in our house. If I leave something around and he gets annoyed enough with it, he will either stuff it somewhere it DOESN'T go, just so he doesn't have to keep looking at it, or he will toss it in the trash. Now, me, on the other hand, a pile of clutter does bother me, but in my mind, I can't just put it somewhere. I need to go through it and properly clean up and organize. I am very big on things having a place, but I am not always the best about cleaning as I go, putting things away where they need to be. I am also a pretty bad prostrastinator. So, the result is that things don't always get cleaned when I am the one who is supposed to do it. As a result of Jason, we end up losing things in a random place or not finding the thing, at all.
For example, do you and your significant other have that one fight that just sticks in your crawl and when one mentions it to the other, it's like, "HOW MANY TIMES ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP BRINGING IT UP???" Well, I will call this the great Kitchen Aid Fiasco of '10. When we moved, it was just a mess. I can't just shove stuff in boxes, I have to organize, but as a result of this trait (and my procrastination/laziness) I will end up packing right up until the last minute. BUT when I do get to my new place, I can almost always find where my stuff is. Jason's philosophy is to do it quickly, not necessarily in an organized fashion. So when we went to unpack, I found bathroom stuff with kitchen stuff, etc. BUT we were packed on time. So, which is better? I don't know. Well, when we finally got to the new house, a collection of my Kitchen Aid, red, beautiful pots went missing. We still can't find those dad gum pots. And every time we lose anything anymore, I refer back to those pots and how much I hate that they are just gone forever and, well, it doesn't end nicely.
So, I have a list of projects to do and one of them is a coffee filter wreath. I am not going to lie, I am dreading this. I know it's going to take forever and I just can't get up the motivation. But on Saturday night, when the kids were watching a movie, I said, "I am going to get that wreath done." I have a craft box in my garage where my craft supplies are supposed to go. I looked in there and my glue gun, glue sticks, and styrofoam wreath were no where to be found. I asked Jason and he said he had no glue where any of it was, so I started looking. I found the wreath first, in a drawer under our television. I knew Jason had put it there because I would have never put that in that drawer because I would have known I wouldn't be able to remember again, as it was so random. I got mad about that. Of course, his response is, "If you'd have put it away from the beginning, it would have never ended up in that drawer!" Yes, true. But we could go round and round and why the other was wrong and to blame for that wreath in that drawer. I found my glue sticks in a tupperware bin in the garage. But that glue gun? The glue gun has yet to be found. We were both so aggravated looking for that glue gun. I could just scream at both of us, me for not putting it away in the first place and Jason for finding it and tossing it somewhere that we may never see it again. I said, "THIS IS JUST LIKE THOSE POTS!!" And he about lost it. That's when we realized it was best to stop looking and let this night go down without another word about it.
And that is the story of how none of my craft projects got done this weekend. Was that the story I was meaning to tell? Anyway. Enjoy some pictures of my sweet baby!
So, I was at home last night thinking that I wouldn't even know what I would be doing right now, living in that small apartment, with all of the toys that Avery, Soph and Jordan (but mainly Avery) got for birthdays and Christmas this year. As it stands, the girls closet is chocked full of toys, Jordan's room is full (although his is the only room in the house that is reasonably organized and maintained), and the top of our entry way closet is full to the top of board games.
I have a basket of books that you can see in the right hand side of the picture below, that now permanently resides under my redone entry way table.
As you can see above, the right hand side of this picture is a mess. There were just toys, everywhere, that were never cleaned up and didn't have a space. So, I moved things around a bit and gave Avery her own shelf in the front of the house (which is more of a playroom than an entry way, at this point.) Now, it looks like this.
It's organized (not in this picture, Avery hadn't gone to bed yet!) but I just feel like I don't have a room in my house strictly designated as a "playroom." And even if we did, Avery would still be out in the living room with us anyway, and would still drag toys in there anyway. So, at this point, I am just curious where you keep your toys in your house, especially when you have no playroom?
I really haven't taken alot of pictures of Avery sleeping, so I had to go steal a shot tonight. I can't get over how much hair she has in the back now! This is her Minnie that her Aunt Leslie brought her from Disneyworld. So sweet! Good night blogland!