Mimi the Mouse

Bubbe bought Wren a stuffed Minnie the Mouse at the Disney Store yesterday at the mall. Wren loves it, and she keeps stretching out her arms and saying "Mimi! Mimi!".

Guess the new baby is a hit!

Some Some

Instead of saying the word "something", Atticus says "some some". I'm not sure why, but it cracks me up.

Mommy, can I have "some some"? Hee hee...

Underpants

First night attempting to sleep in underpants - no pull-up. Fingers crossed.

May the force be with us...

Are You Kidding Me?

Have the evening news on while doing a little work (only time of day when it's quiet around here) -- apparently there's a system that's developing in the Carribean right now has the possiblity of becoming a hurricane headed for Lousiana this weekend. Fantastic. Are you freaking kidding me? Wouldn't that just be my luck? How about a hurrican as a welcome to NOLA gift...

Mother Nature -- if you're listening... please, pretty please do NOT send any hurricanes to New Orleans this year. That'd be my big request. Thanks.

Good Grief

So I've been a bit busy lately - and not necessarily in the most positive sense. Atticus is a challenging three year old. I know three as a general rule is a tempermental age -- but I think we've got it worse than most. I've got a list of questions growing for our next pediatrician visit -- or possibly for the therapy folks down in NOLA. It's been a rough couple of weeks. Let's hope the remainder of the move and the settling into the new house goes smoothly... goodness knows we could use it. On the upside - the kids are still healthy. :)

The next few days will be filled with DMV visits, running last minute errands, attempting to see Texas friends, attempting to squash in some work -- and then driving 9 hours with 2 toddlers. Delightful, eh?

I did get some great photos and video today while the Great Bubbe was over here -- one day I'll get everything uploaded and links sent out. :)

Overdue

There is so much going on that I don't have the foggiest idea where to begin! Eeeeeek! Work stress, moving stress, children's illness stress....

We're working on packing, sorting, selling, donating etc. It's a daunting task.

Wren got better for a while - but then spent half of last night awake and screaming. It was not my idea of a good time. Then throw in some full blown 3 year old tantrums and it's enough to give any sane person a melt-down!

I need a magic wand. Anyone got one handy? Anyone....

Ballerina

Atticus: Mom (Because somehow in the past few days I'm no longer Mommy): I want to be a ballerina.

Me: Oh really babe. Why's that?

Atticus: Because they get to play with legos. A LOT.

Me: Wow... I had no idea. What else do they do.

Atticus: I don't know. Is it time to blow out the lights?

Me: Yes baby... time for bed.

No clue what spurred this funny little conversation last night. :)

I'm going to see if Greg can get some video of Atticus singing Twinkle Twinkle tonight....