My Baby Laughs Like A Goat

But since she's so dang cute it doesn't really matter! 

 

 

 

A Conversation With A Four-Year-Old Who Just Got Glasses

Me: Why did you have to get glasses?
Josh: I was seeing two of things.  Yeah.  Two plates and stuff.

Me: Do the glasses make you see better?
Josh: No, it’s still just the same thing.  I think.
(Side Note: The optometrist said that it might take up to a month for his double vision to clear up.  Try explaining that to a boy who was expecting instantly perfect vision!  If the vision doesn't get better then we'll have to move on to more serious steps.  Prayers said that we don't have to go there would be appreciated!!!)

Me: Do you like them?
Josh: They’re not helping me.  There’s no things on the side.  But they have green on the side.  Well, now I have glasses on Wii.  And they’re blue.  You’ll have to see what I look like.
(He's talking about his Mii avatar on the Wii.  The first thing the boys did when we got home was run downstairs and put glasses on his Mii!)

Me: Does Mommy wear glasses?
Josh: Yes.  But not on Wii.  You have glasses on your eyes!
(Contacts.)

Me: Are you excited to show yours friends at school your glasses?
Josh: Yes.  Wait – is it today?

Me: No, not for a few weeks.
Josh: Oh.

Me: When are you supposed to take your glasses off?
Josh: I don’t know.  Until I’m going to go to bed.

Me: Do you wear them in the shower?
Josh: NO!  Hahaha!

Me: Do you wear them when you go swimming?
Josh: No!  Only my sunglasses!  Where are my sunglasses anyways?

Me: I don't know.  Who else wears glasses?
Josh: You.  Grandma Susie.  And Grandpa ElRay.  And me!  But not Tess.  And not Spencer and Cole.  And Daddy doesn't wear glasses because he plays on computer.

Me: Do you have a special case for the glasses?
Josh: Yep.  I can press the button and open it.  Where is my case?

Me: What do you do with the case?
Josh: Put my glasses in them so Cole can’t destroy them.

Me: Anything else you want to say?
Josh: Umm... can I have a snack?

Me: You are eating lunch.  Right now.  No, you may not have a snack.
Josh: AWWWWW!!! But I have glasses!

Smile!

Finally got a smile from Tess on camera!

 

Not really a smile so much as a goofy "I know you're tryin' to get me to smile and I'm not gonna" grin.

In case you're wondering, that's not a scratch on her cheek.  I'm afraid it's a birthmark.  I've been keeping really close track of it, and it doesn't seem to be getting bigger or darker, so hopefully it will just fade with time.  What a place to have a birthmark, right in the middle of one of those big, kissable, chubby cheeks!

By the way, want to see what Lance does with babies in his spare time?

Explains a lot, doesn't it?

Self-portrait Tuesday: Girl's Club

People have been asking me a lot lately if having a girl is fun or different from having boys.  At this point, in all honesty, it's not really all that different.  It's just having a baby.

However, I'm beginning to feel a little difference.  Tess just *seems* more feminine to me.  I don't know if I could really pinpoint any specific examples, but she is definitely a different baby from her brothers.  Of course this could all be based on her personality (and probably is; all of my babies have been very different), but I choose to believe it's because she's a girl.

I'm also beginning to feel like I belong to a special, super-awesome "Moms Who Have Daughters" club.  I love it.  It involves a love of skirts, shopping, accessories, and all things girl, such as the latest tween heartthrob.  I *heart* Justin Bieber now. 

Just kidding.

But I'm sure that at some point I will know more than I ever wanted to about some boy band Tess loves.  The house will be inundated with play make-up, dress-up clothes, barrettes and bows, and whatever toys Tess will love and the boys will love to hate. And that's okay with me.  (I'm pretty sure the special, super-awesome club has a support group for the moms. :)

p.s.  Tess's look in this picture cracks me up.  This is actually her normal, 'all things are fine' look.  She's just kind of a scowly baby.  Thank goodness she's starting to smile more now!  (Just not for the camera, of course.)

You Know It's Humid When...

... you wake up to this on the windows.

And it hasn't rained in days.

Oy.

New Washing Machine

My new washing machine is finally here!

Laundry is (finally) being done.  Manuals are being read and memorized.  Tears of joy are being shed.

Hallelujah and amen.

*p.s.  Special thanks to John W. for helping us get it into our house.  He saved the day!  I have no upper body strength, as Lance witnessed tonight as we tried to get this thing into our house.  (In my defense, we got pretty close - I just couldn't get it up that one last step, dang it!)

The Third Thing

Remember the other day when I was telling you all of my woes and mentioned that these things tend to come in threes? 

The third thing came.

About a month ago Lance mentioned that he thought Josh should go to the optometrist because he had seen him squinting and kind of going cross eyed when looking at things.  I scoffed and thought he was being silly.  I had never noticed Josh doing that and I'm his mother and I'm the one who's home with him all day.  But then last Friday I noticed Josh squinting and looking cross eyed and generally having problems.  Then he knocked over his drink for the 19th time that week and I figured Lance was on to something.

I asked Josh if he was having trouble seeing; were things fuzzy looking to him?  No, he replied.  But there are two plates and two cups.  When I look at things there are two.  The child was having double vision!

So today we trekked down to the optometrist and got Josh all checked out.  Turns out that he's slightly near sighted.  His cross eyedness (real word) ((not really)) and double vision was a result of his brain trying to compensate for his right eye's poor vision, and will be corrected with the glasses.  I have to say he looks pretty cute in the frames he chose; pictures will definitely be posted as soon as he gets them in a few days.

While an eye appointment and glasses for Josh wasn't as expensive as a new washer or a new sewer pump, it was still more than I wanted to be spending right now.  Let's just say that you could buy a lot of Happy Meals with the amount I spent on him!

Well, let's just hope and pray all of my big spending adventures are done for now.  I don't think my wallet can take much more of this.