There's a Runner in my Pantyhose

Do you have a favorite movie that you've watched over and over and over until the tape blurs or the DVD scratches? Until you have memorized the words so well that you can start at any point in the movie and recite to the end? That 50 or 60 viewings is true of the first year it came out?

I have one of those movies. I can think of a lot of movies that I love but there is one I truly enjoy more than any other.

Pretty Woman
Oh, oh, Pretty Woman.

I know each line of that movie like it is ingrained in my brain. I love it.

So, I'd love to hear what YOUR favorite movie is. One that you can quote word for word. One that you will flip to no matter what every time you see it on TV. What is your Pretty Woman?

Spring Fling!

Tonight North Kansas City Parents as Teachers put on a spring fling for kids of all ages. This was the first thing that was baby-friendly so I thought it might be fun. I wasn't wrong.

First we went to the baby room. There was a make and take craft and I was intrigued because I couldn't think of any kind of craft that I would make that would be of any revelance to a baby. But, I was pleasantly surprised by the clever craft they had set up. It's hard to see but it was a necklace made from toilet paper rolls with textured fabric glued to the roll. The little necklace was perfect for Reese to feel new materials like pleather, corduroy, and a velvety material. She held that little piece of pleather in her hands like it was saving her life. And she really enjoyed playing with the complete necklace when we were done.


Then we played with some toys they had set out. She loves the musical ones the best. But she enjoyed banging on this one. And she looked pretty sweet in her big bow!



At the end we walked through the big kids' room. It definitely was out of our league but it was exciting to her to look around at all the people. We were also able to sit down at the Mid-Continent area and read some of her favorite Sandra Boynton books. And she was able to feel the animal pelts from the Martha Lafite Nature Sanctuary.

After that we headed home and when I went to get her out of the car, I saw....



Guess she had a little TOO much fun!!

Our Little....Linebacker?

Most everyone knows, Reese was a preemie. We sat in a NICU room for 10 grueling days and cried and begged her to eat 40 mL of formula. I sobbed on the shoulder of a nurse when they had to begin pumping food in her stomach because she wouldn't eat. We pinched her and tickled her, shook her (gently) to wake her up just to get her to eat SOMETHING. Finally she began to eat.

And eat.

And eat.

And eat.

And now, the kid can put it away. She eats more than enough and we don't have to worry too often that she is going to waste away.

We have started now on the fun journey of baby food; I enjoy this phase a lot. I stand in the aisle at the store and think, "Oh, yum, peas, carrots, sweet potatoes; I bet she'll love all those!" And then she does. She has never turned away from anything. And I think it's wonderful. I have visions of a life where she eats her broccoli and begs for more squash.

But now there is a worry that perhaps she is eating too much. Sure she's a growing girl (and I never want to go back to the days of losing weight and crying over a feeding tube). Sure she's eating around what the guidelines say. But she's a little short for her weight so I hope that we raise a petite little girl who eats petite portions and always puts her napkin in her lap. And I hope that we don't raise a little linebacker who is scarfing down calories to beef herself up for the big game.

Home Improvement

Yesterday Dustin started a home improvement project with our brother-in-law Eric. He tore out all of our carpet in the living room. This really sucked because he did it about 3 weeks ago during a case of the boredoms so we've been living with concrete floors for too long.




But yesterday, Eric came down and saved us. And the best part about Eric is that he works cheap. He likes currency such as apple pie or Busch Light or enchiladas from Margaritas.


So, while my mom, Lulu and I went shopping, the boys worked hard on my new living room. And this is what I came home to see.






I am so excited about it, it really looks good with our cabinets and hopefully it will be a selling point someday! So thanks Dustin and Eric! You did a fantastic job!!

Friends

The day started out cloudy and rainy. My hair was frizzy and Reese pooped as I was walking out the door. It was ominous to say the least.

But it all goes to show that looks can be deceiving.

Today, I learned a little lesson. A big lesson. A big lesson about trust and friendship.

I learned that falling back hoping a friend will catch you proves to have great results. As I fell, into fear, into worry, into a place of distress, there was someone to catch me. I closed my eyes took a chance and there they were.

So, to you, I say thank you. You were my sunshine through this cloudy day. You renewed my faith in the good in people. And I count myself lucky to have you.

Hope

Zeus created a woman and gave her many things to bestow on the world, including pain and sorrow, but most importantly; hope. The woman was encased in a box that was never to be opened. But woman's curiosity got the best of her and she opened the box and all of the pain, evil, and sorrow came out. The world knew nothing but pain until the girl chanced to open the box again and hope fluttered out. The world was then restored of hope in evil times.

Right now the story of Pandora reminds me much of my own life. Things are hard in a professional sense. It's like Pandora let all the evil out of the box, each day is hurtful and hard. Each day is a trial that must be done and when it is over, I go home to my second job and work hard again. Going home to work hard is the easy job, the rewarding job, the love-filled job. I wish I could say that about my day job.

But with all trials, with all evil there is a hope. There will always be a light at the end of the tunnel. The darkest hour is just before dawn. There is no where to go but up. These are the sayings of our society for a reason. There is a truth to these words because no matter how hard it gets, Pandora opens her box and lets the hope out.

So, here are some beautiful words that I sing-song in my head to get me through my day, they're sweet and subtle, but true.

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all.
-Emily Dickenson

Raspberries

Here is a cute little video of Reese's new trick. Nothing special just something that cracks us up right now!