Does anyone else remember that game?You would drop marbles onto the board and then control a little hippo head to try to eat up all of the marbles.If you tipped the board at all towards your hippo, all of the marbles would go sliding right towards its head.Well, that’s kind of how I feel at every meal these days.It’s almost like the table is tipped to my side and all of the food is sliding off into my mouth.
For the first 3-4 months of pregnancy, I really ate almost exactly like I did before I was pregnant.Then, all of a sudden in the past 3 weeks my appetite has come alive.I will get to the point in a meal where I’ll look down at my plate and think, based on past experience, that I should stop, but in reality that’s when I’m about half way finished.I pack lunches that used to fill me up and find that an hour later I need a snack.It’s ridiculous.I’m like a walking eating machine. I’m so afraid to weigh myself at home that I just pretend we have no scales.I’m going to go to the doctor next week and find that I’ve gained 25 lbs in a month!
I guess I should have accompanied this blog with a picture of my ever-expanding belly. Maybe I'll post one later for your entertainment.
First some background... Lines to vote early in ga have been running 4-6 hours. That's not the oversensationalized news reports. That's actual people we know who voted. So, in my boy-scout like way, I decided that we were going to be prepared this election day. Polls opened at 7am. I planned to get there, Hailey and Luke in tow, by 6am with all of the equipment necessary to stand outside for the long haul. So, we go running up to the polling station with a stroller, camping chairs, blankets, breakfast, a bag of stuff for hailey and of course our IDs at 6:15am. A line has already formed but no worries... We are prepared. They pass out numbers at about 6:20 and we are numbers 97 & 98. About ten minutes later, they take 100 of us down to the game room of the rec center where they turn on Ratatouille (the movie) for us to watch. Of course, this is a wonderful surprise, but now Luke and I are the only goofballs carrying all of the aforementioned crap all over the rec center. The whole thing was so funny and such a clear indictment of my Type A personality. We ended up voting at about 7:30am. No problems. I let Hailey push the button which is illegal, but it didn't actually work when she pushed it so I did it myself...legally. Anyway, that's our voting story. We had a good time at an election party last night, and feel refreshed at the outcome.
I finally decided to pull up the sweet potatoes this morning. I've never grown them before so I had no idea what I was doing, but Hailey had a good time eating the last of the tomatoes. Here's a shot of the harvest and of Hailey digging away.
Hailey was Tinkerbell for Halloween. She could have been Belle or Ariel or Sleeping Beauty. It's really all the same fascination, but we went with Tinkerbell. The costume was a bit fluorescent, but she was adorable anyway, as you can see.I was dressed as a big oven and had my belly painted as a cinnamon bun, and Luke was a baker. It was pretty funny, and we received many compliments, but did not win the costume contest. Of course, we have zero pictures of that.
It’s funny how people react to the prospect of me having two girls. Mostly it’s with sympathy, sometimes laughter. For example, someone said to me today, “You are going to have a lot of drama in your life.” That was probably the best way that anyone thus far has summarized my fears, which is fitting since the person who said it has two young girls of his own.
Yes, I think that we probably are in for a lot of drama. In fact, when I think about two girls growing up together through the life phases, I start to get a little panicky right about when they hit adolescence. That’s pretty much the point at which I’m sure that they are going to hate me, break my heart, and Luke is going to become the sole parental figure in their lives. I’ve wallowed in the inevitability of this vision of the future for about a week now. Today, I just decided enough is enough. I need to see this as a challenge, not a certainty. I remember a while back I had heard a story on NPR about The Mother-Daughter Project. It’s a group that helps mothers form strong bonds with their daughters even before adolescence so that they can maintain a strong relationship through the toughest years. I probably need to buy their new book. Anyway, I feel renewed hope that just because I was a horrible, moody, cranky, unpleasant teenager, doesn’t mean that my girls have to be.
Oh, did I just say “my girls?” I guess I better get used to that phrase!
My least favorite word in the English language (if you can call it a word) is “huh.”It wasn’t always my least favorite word, but it has become such over the past week. Of course, this new status coincides with Hailey adopting it as her favorite word.
Now, before you start thinking that she has a hearing problem, let me assure you that she hears just fine when she wants to.For example, “Hailey, would you like a cookie?”“Yes, Mommy.”“Hailey, can you come over here and put on your shoes?” “Huh.”You see, she doesn’t have a hearing problem, she just has selective hearing.
I guess that she’s going to adopt favorite words that are worse than this in the future, but for now I’m just not going to play her little game.Even if she says it, I will not repeat myself even if I happen to be offering her something delicious.Ah, the beauty of trying to outsmart your kids.
I can already feel my panic setting in...two girls! Oh the hormones, the dating, the makeup, the clothes, the attitudes, the ensuing boys! Does someone have a paper bag I can breathe into??? Maybe a Tums or two or five??? Well, I guess there's always boarding school.
In truth, Luke and I are thrilled. I'm hoping for a redhead. He's hoping for blue eyes. So, basically, we're having a brown eyed, brown haired girl for sure. As long as she's healthy and at least as happy as Hailey, we'll be ok.
We have pictures and video from the ultrasound this morning, but I couldn't be organized enough to actually post those. So, here's a post-ultrasound picture for you.
Alright, my friend Katie asked me to do this.I’m reluctantly obliging, but feel free to skip this one if you are not into the life and times of Alisa report.I think that I am supposed to ask three other bloggers to do this.It's probably part of some covert CIA operation to create an index of bloggers, Still, if you read this and you have your own blog, it’s your turn.
1. What time did you get up this morning?
6:40am
2. Diamonds or pearls?
Don’t really care because I don’t wear much jewelry.I guess diamonds since I own no pearls.
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?
Iron Man
4. What is your favorite TV show?
Probably Lost but my favorite TV time is football on Sundays when my husband, and I have cleverly figured out how to watch both of our favorite teams (Buffalo and Tennessee) on our laptops, the game of the week on our big tv, and our fantasy teams simultaneously.It’s multitasking at its best.
5. What do you usually have for breakfast?
Depends on how I’m feeling and how much time I have.During the week I’ve stepped it up to an egg and cheese English muffin because the plain English muffin with peanut butter wasn’t cutting it any more.Plus, I eat a second breakfast of a cereal bar and hot chocolate around 9:30am.What?!?!?I’m eating for two!
6. What is your middle name?
Catherine
7. What food do you dislike?
beets, spicy stuff
8. What is your favorite CD at moment?
Who listens to CDs anymore?It’s NPR or Hailey’s Music Class songs (if she insists)
9. What kind of car do you drive?
Nissan Murano
10. Favorite Sandwich?
The sandwich from the movie Spanglish.Look it up if you don’t know what I’m talking about.
11. What characteristic do you despise?
Irrationality…is that a characteristic?
12. Favorite item of clothing?
Whatever non-maternity clothes I can still fit into.
13. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go?
Anywhere in Europe
14. Favorite brand of clothing?
Like I shop by brand!Whatever is on sale.
15. Where would you retire to?
Are you kidding?With the economy as it is, we will never afford to retire.We just wrote a check for $700 billion dollars!
16. What was your most recent memorable birthday?
Spending my 30th in Italy with my family.
17. Favorite sport to watch?
Football…see previous answer
18. When is your birthday?
October 26, 1977
19. Are you a morning person or night?
Neither, but I am a witch in the morning.
20. What is your shoe size?
8
21. Pets?
Josie – Dog; Anubis – Cat
22. Any new and exciting news you would like to share with us???
I’m pretty sure that I’ve shared it all.
23. What did you want to be when you were little?
Teacher
24. How are you today?
It’s Monday.I’m tired, but I feel good.
25. What is your favorite candy?
Reese’s Cups – chocolate and peanut butter, what could be better???
26. What is your favorite flower?
Right now it’s vincas because they are the only thing in my yard that survived the drought.
27. What is a day on your calendar you are looking forward to?
Oct 21st because we find out the sex of the baby.Oct 22nd I take a full day CPR class.
28. What is your full name?
Alisa Catherine Hamilton.I’m slowly getting over my bitterness of having to lose Palmisano.I recently asked Luke if we could name the baby Hamilton Palmisano if it was a boy.He wasn’t too keen on the idea.
29. What are you listening to right now?
The girl in the cube next to me typing.
30. What was the last thing you ate?
Chicken cheese steak with fries
31. Do you wish on stars?
No
32. If you were a crayon what color would you be?
Green
33. How is the weather right now?
Sunny and warm.Hasn’t rained her in probably a month
34. The first person you spoke to on the phone today?
Husband because I left my lunch in the car this morning.
35. Favorite soft drink?
Coke in a bottle
36. Favorite Restaurant?
Sake Japanese restaurant in Nashville
37. Real Hair Color?
Red
38. What was your favorite toy as a child?
Dollhouse
39. Summer or winter?
Spring or Fall
40. Hugs or kisses?
Hugs
41. Chocolate or vanilla?
Chocolate
42. Coffee or tea?
Tea – Decaff please; I’m growing a human here.
43. When was the last time you cried?
Probably the last time I saw something sad on TV (commercials count)
44. What is under your bed?
Wrapping paper, file folders, my fire proof safe, and a cat
45. What did you do last night?
Went to the zoo and out to dinner
46. What are you afraid of?
Snakes, spiders, cockroaches, crowds, and strangers
47. Salty or sweet?
Depends on the day, hour, minute that we’re talking about.
48. How many keys on your key ring?
One + 4 on the detachable part
49. How many years at your current job?
1.5 years
50. Favorite day of the week?
Friday
51. How many places have you lived in?
4
52. Do you make friends easy?No.Maybe.I don’t know, you tell me!
Hailey: "Mommy, my poopie hurts." Mommy: "You mean your bum hurts?" Hailey: "My bum hurts." Mommy: "Why does you bum hurt?" Hailey: "My bum hurts, kiss it better."
Remember last pregnancy when I was detailing every single development - both mine and Hailey’s.This time around I actually have to calculate the week every time someone asks. It's 17, by the way.What I do know for sure is that we are now down to 19 days until we find out if it’s a boy or a girl!
We had a doctor’s appointment earlier this week.The heartbeat sounded good.I think that it still sounded way slower than Hailey’s, but it was at 150 beats per minute.If you go according to the old wives tale, 150 would mean that it’s a girl.Well, 19 days until we find out either way.
As for me, I’m feeling fine except for a few fall allergies.Of course, I hate taking medicine when I’m pregnant so I suffered with the runny nose, watery eyes, sinus pressure, and sneezing for about 2 weeks.When I finally went to the doctor, she told me that I could have been taking Claritin all along.Great…thanks!
Taking a walk with a 2-year-old can be a little like plucking each hair off of your arm as slowly and deliberately as possible but in no order whatsoever. As best I can gather, here are the top 10 requirements for any 2-year-old walking excursion:
Do not walk in a straight line
Do not walk at an even pace
Do not walk at a pace resembling anything faster than a small turtle
Do not pass by an interesting object without stopping to touch it
Do not pass by a flower without stopping to smell it
Do not pass by a grate without bending down to see where it leads
Do not pass by a grate without dropping a stone down to confirm where it leads
Do not pass by a strange dog without trying to pet it
Do not pass by a bug without inspecting and then being deathly frightened by it
Do not forget to say what color the sky is, what the weather is like, or what color you are wearing
(10.5) Do not forget to repeat the same phrase from step 10 over and over for the duration of the walk.
I would say that on a typical 2-year-old walk, you need to at least quadruple the time that it would take an average adult to walk the same distance. For example, going to the park near our house should be a 2 minute walk. It can take 15-20 minutes if Hailey walks the whole thing. I allow for extra time because we are still refusing to hold Mommy’s hand when crossing the street which happens to be one of Mommy’s only requirements. Plus, maintaining all of these requirements simultaneously during a walk is quite tasking on Mommy, although they are absolutely no problem for the 2-year-old.
Regardless of how excruciatingly slow the walking process can be, it can be really fun to see the world through Hailey’s eyes. I’m trying very hard to have less anxiety related to time, so walks with Hailey really test my ability to stop and smell the roses myself. It's a good exercise for all of us.
Our little world traveler just returned from LA where she was spending time with friends and watching her cousins play in the AVP Manhattan Beach tournament.She spent about 3 days at the beach, but I believe that her favorite part of the trip was shopping.Shockingly, the thing that her mother hates to do the most brings Hailey endless joy.These pics are just a few of the things that she had to try on during our short shopping trip one day.She was in heaven.I guess we need to invest in some dress up clothes soon!
Two weekends ago Hailey received a red and a blue balloon at a birthday party that we attended. She loves balloons so she had a good time with them until they ran out of air. They proceeded to sit on the floor of my garage, half-deflated. On Tuesday (garbage day), I threw them into the big trash can without deflating them because, let’s face it, I’m lazy. As we are getting into the car to go to school, the trash man arrived and Hailey saw him take the balloons out of the trash can and put them in the truck. You would have thought that he had thrown her blankie in that truck. She was completely traumatized. For 20 minutes on the way into school, we had to listen to “Where my balloons go?” “Why balloons in truck?” “Why man take balloons?” “I want balloons.” Honestly, it was non-stop. There was no subject that could supersede the ever important balloon conversation. There was no song that could be sung to make the balloons go away. I was, at that moment, the worst Mommy in the world.
However, I would like to say that I redeemed myself in a big big way. That afternoon I stopped by this little shop in my building on my way out of work. They hang balloons outside of their door every day. I’ve often seen them deflating their balloons at the end of the day. I went in and asked the lady if I could have the balloons instead of her throwing them away. She was so happy to give them to me. But here’s the kicker…I had to carry those stupid balloons (a red and a blue one) 10 blocks downtown to get to Hailey’s school. What an idiot I must have looked like! Regardless, the balloons were safely delivered to our precious angel who talked about them the whole way home and then proceeded to forget about them after about 10 minutes in the house. Ah the joys of motherhood!
Like most parents, I think that I am the most fortunate Mommy in the world.Every day, I could think of a new reason why I’m the luckiest Mommy, but here’s my reason for today – my daughter eats green things.It’s true!The child loves green beans.She knows how to clean them and put them in the bowl.The other night we cleaned a huge batch of beans and cooked them up.She ate mostly beans for dinner.Poor Luke didn’t even get any!Same thing last night with broccoli.She would just keep eating vegetables if we didn’t insist that she eat other things. She’s some kind of bizzarro child.
Of course, I don’t take her vegetable-eating for granted (or even think that it will last forever).That’s why I’m writing to remember these fun times when we don’t have to fight at the dinner table because let’s face it, those days are probably not far off.
When she has accidents, it's usually our fault for not stopping her activity and putting her on the potty. Potty training is 99% about training us right now!
Hailey is wearing big girl underwear today.She has had such outstanding potty reports from school the last 2 days that I decided to bite the bullet and make the change.Plus, it seemed like starting on a Friday would give us some good momentum to go into the weekend because she really is much better about going at school than at home.I guess it’s the positive effects of peer pressure.Anyway, I have the over/under on accidents at school today set at 3.I’m going to say under, but I think it could go either way.
When we first found out that we were pregnant, I felt immediately that it was a girl.I wouldn’t even consider the possibility that it was a boy even though Luke said that he believed it was.I was 100% girl all the way, and no, I couldn’t possibly believe my husband.
Then, I had the premonition (see August 8, 2008 entry).That was the first clue that I might have to consider the possibility that it could be a boy.Then, I started having night sickness instead of morning sickness as I had with Hailey.Could it be because there are different hormones from a boy?The final clue came on Tuesday when I went to the doctor.This was the first time that I was able to hear the heartbeat, and it was much slower than Hailey’s was.It was a very strong heartbeat, but not the speed racer heartbeat that I remember from Hailey.
So, I think I’m reversing my stance.I think that this baby is a boy.7 weeks until we find out! Everyone should post your bets in the comments.
I told Hailey she was crazy because she stuffed a whole strawberry in her mouth, and this was the response I got. Not sure why I thought it was so funny. Maybe it's just because I've been away from her for 3 days.
May I just begin by saying that I think many Mom's would agree with me when I say that Disney is the Devil. Their Princess packaging is so catchy that my child is obsessed, despite my best efforts to shield her from their primarily pink, perfectly-proportioned, and poignantly anti-normal girl faces. Yes, I ran out of p-words, but you get the point!
That being said, on our last trip to Target (thus the previous post), I wanted to buy Hailey some bedding for her new big girl bed. Shocker as to what she picked out...Princesses! As a compromise, I offered to buy her a Princess stool in exchange for buying bedding that was not adorned with Princesses but also was made out of something other than 100% Polyester. My sinister plan worked. She latched on to the stool. I was thrilled because she actually needed a stool to get on the potty all by herself. I'm a genius!
Yes, I was a genius until we got home. That's where my plan fell apart. Shockingly, she's not interested in using the stool for the potty. No. She wants to use the stool to run around the house flicking the lights on and off, reaching things on the counter, and otherwise making mischief at heights never before thought possible. Now, I know that she didn't intentionally trick me into buying the stool so that she could use it for these ulterior motives, but sometimes I just get the sense that she's outsmarted me again!
There once was an adorable princess who lived with her evil mother in a three-story castle. The mother was so evil that she did not believe in pull-ups. In fact, as the little girl became more and more consistent with her potty training, the mother considered pull-ups. However, a trip to the store revealed that pull-ups are in fact ridiculously expensive and really no different than diapers. The evil mother declared, "No, my dear, you will move straight to big girl undies, which are cheaper and washable." The evil mother was quite proud of herself for uncovering the pull-ups scam and determined that her daughter would never know the joys of the pull-up.
Then one day, the evil mother did not bring enough diapers to school, and one of the Princess's teachers decided that it would be a good idea to put the Princess in a princess pull-up. The Princess immediately recognized the beautiful Disney princesses that adorned the pull-up. That day she went home and demanded that the evil mother buy her princess pull-ups. "How could this have happened," the evil mother wondered. Her secret plan to move straight to undies had been foiled!
After much prodding, the evil mother consented and purchased the princess pull-ups at the magic princess grocery store. With the pull-ups on her behind, the Princess had even more success with potty training. Her great potty success meant that she could wear each pull-up for longer because they stay dry. The evil mother learned a very valuable lesson from the princess pull-up incident: when it is time to move to big girl panties, she better find some with princesses on them. Oh and also, don't be a cheapskate when it comes to the Princess's welfare and development. With princess pull-ups stocked all over the castle, they all lived happily ever after. The end.
Sorry, I just wanted to make that point because I'm somewhere in the realm of maybe 10-11 weeks, and I still fit into my normal work pants. Granted, not every pair, but enough that I have not had to break into my bin of pregger-pants yet. Yippeee for me.
Unfortunately, I am breaking into the Pepcid bottle already. I don't remember having heartburn this soon with Hailey. I guess it is different with every pregnancy. Can't wait to see what other fun stuff NBH (New Baby Hamilton) has in store for me!
Hailey is so funny sometimes. It's almost as if she gets stuck in some kind of brain loop. She will either say or do the same thing over and over again. Sometimes it requires adding two or three steps into a relatively simple task. For example, putting a pile of clothes in the washing machine (yes, she "helps" with laundry) requires her to open the door to the machine, pick up one item, put it in the machine, clothes the door to the machine, and then repeat. Even if I hand her multiple items, she'll only put one at a time in the machine before closing the door again and repeating the entire exercise.
Here's another example:
Hailey: "Where Daddy go?" Mommy: "Daddy's at work today" Hailey: "Where Daddy go?" Mommy: "Daddy's still at work" Hailey: "Where Daddy go?" Mommy: "Still at work, Hailey." Hailey: "Where Daddy go?" Mommy: "Look, I see a puppy."
I donated my hair to charity.It’s been hot here - really, really hot.When I got home from Chicago at 10:00pm on Wednesday, it was 91 degrees, with at least 91% humidity.Glad I had short hair.I’ll put up a picture of the actual cut at some point, but it’s not as bad as you would think.
Two nights ago, I had a nightmare.Hailey, Luke, Josie, and I were at a friend’s house for a party, but all of a sudden the weather turned dangerous.The winds picked up and a terrible storm moved through.All of the humans hid in an interior room, but Josie would not follow.When the storm passed, we took my friend’s monster pick-up truck out to survey the wreckage.(No my friend does not actually own a monster pick-up truck…what kind of friends do you think I have?).We drove the monster truck down our street and realized that our house had been destroyed by a series of tornadoes that had moved through the area.
Summary of the dream:Outside force comes into our lives, destroys our house, and alienates our dog.
Hailey had a fun birthday morning. She's going to be having a party with mini-cupcakes at school today too. We're saving her biggest present for later tonight. Plus, we're taking her to get a real big girl bed later this week. What a fun second birthday!
Last weekend when my doe-eyed child looked up, held her arms out and said, “My Mommy,” I unsuspectingly swooped her up in my arms and said “Of course I’m your Mommy, and I love you very much.”That was the beginning of the end for my independence this vacation.Every two seconds, we were dealing with “My Mommy” or “My Daddy,” which was used as a demand to be picked up immediately.
This became increasingly troublesome any time Hailey approached a sandy area (which was the entire island!).If our little angel had shoes on, the sand made her freeze immediately in place.Then, she would cry, “rocks in my shoes” because apparently when you’re almost 2, fine sand particles have the same effect as having shards of glass in your shoes.God forbid she take even one step on the sand.Nope, better to cry “My Mommy” and hope that your easily manipulated Mommy will save you from the torture.
Hailey, Luke and I are off to Belize tomorrow.We will be staying in Mom and Harry’s condo on Ambergris Caye.We are very excited to go away even if it’s only for a week this time.We all need a break!I’m sure that Hailey is going to love the beach and the pool.Hopefully, I’ll come back rested and with lots of fun pictures to share.Have a wonderful week!
Let me start by saying that I am not a gadget person. I am not an electronics person. Technology for me is just something that is there and hopefully works. When it doesn't work, then it's highly frustrating, and I pretty much swear it off (at least until Luke fixes it). My husband, on the other hand, lives for technology. It's what he does for a living for crying out loud!
This brings me to my conversion - "crossing over to the dark side" I like to call it. It all started with my first iPhone. I didn't even want it, but Luke insisted. I'm sure that he had some rationale. I can't remember what it was. It doesn't matter now because I loved that damn phone the minute I got it. I didn't do anything with it other than take pictures, text, and use the phone. I don't even think I had music or videos on it (well none that I put on there).
You may realize that today the new iPhones came out. I really could not have cared less, but for some reason we had to have them. Here's where the dark side comes in. Where do I find myself at 7:45am this morning (Luke got there at 6:05am)? You guessed it...waiting out in front of an AT&T store with all of the serious geeks. The morning came complete with a near riot when someone tried to cut the front of the line, announcements of inventory shortages every half hour, and the entire system crashing before we could activate anything. In the end, we could only purchase a phone for me (because I got the smaller version), while Luke had to order his. Haha! Sorry...I had to throw that in because how ironic is it that I'm the only one in the family with the new toy now?
Anyway, you might wonder how I have time to write this what with my new gadget and all. Here's why...because I haven't touched it since "I" got it. Oh wait. Hold the phone (literally)...I have it! I have it in my hand! My husband has turned it over. Just kidding. He just wanted me to see something. He took it back. Apparently, I need some apps...whatever those are.
For some reason, everything is a battle these days. Little Miss Independence does not like to do anything when she is told to. It's very frustrating. The middle of the tantrum is by far the worst part because my stubbornness starts to wear off and I start thinking that maybe I should give in. Still, when you suffer through a tantrum and come out on the other side, it's a little bit invigorating because you know that you are both better for having played your respective roles. Without further ado, here is the basic timeline that applies to virtually every tantrum...
Time
Hailey Behavior
Mommy Thoughts
:10
Stubbornly refuses to do something she’s been asked to do
What is the problem?You do this every day.Why is it an issue all of a sudden?
:30
Continues to refuse with a pouty face now
Ok.Let’s lighten the mood.Perhaps a distraction or two will be enough.
:45
Head down on the floor and/or commence with the crying
Are you kidding me?Do we really have to do this right now?
1:00
Screaming persists and/or elevates
Fine.We have two choices now: 1) I will ignore you or 2) You will sit in timeout.Maybe we need both!
1:15
Possible flailing about or just a continuation of screaming
I feel like screaming now to.This is not the end of the world.Why are you making this so difficult?!?!?
1:30
Possible shrieking interspersed with some calls for Mommy
You brought this on yourself, and I will not be bullied by your bad attitude.I guarantee that I’m more stubborn than you are.
2:00
Keeps it coming
All you have to do is what I asked you to do and life would be much easier.AHHHH…My ears hurt!
2:30
Some more
Will this ever end?Ok.I’m not going to lie, my stubbornness is waning.I feel the call of the Mommy to console you.
3:00
Hasn’t tired yet
Don’t do it!It can’t be much longer, right?
3:30
Starting to cooperate with some whimpering
What?Are you actually learning your lesson.You mean it worked?I win.I win.I win.
4:00
Cooperating
Excuse me.I meant to think, “see the important lesson that you learned here.”Also, Mommy wins.
There’s nothing like sitting with your child while she watches fireworks for the first time.Hailey was fortunate enough to watch the fireworks with her friend Corbin at a park in Nashville.She was so enthusiastic about it that she insisted on adding her own “Boom!” to the end of each, as if the actual noise wasn’t quite loud enough.She was pretty mesmerized by the entire affair.
All in all, she had a wonderful weekend in Nashville!Unfortunately, our camera was out of batteries, but our friends captured the highlights on their camera.Now, I just need to get the pictures from them.I guarantee that there are some great ones!
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