Tis the season!

November 24...(but it feels like Christmas!)

We are ready for the season around here! Abby and Alivia both have their trees in their rooms. Abby's is the same from last year, but we had to buy Miss Alivia a tree and ornaments since this is her 1st Christmas. She LOVES looking at the lights and her tree looks so cute in her room.

I am loving all the baby Christmas outfits...especially the santa hat! We are singing Christmas carols, watching Christmas movies, decorating, and having a ball. A baby is a wonderful gift-and it is so nice to be reminded in our crazy/busy world. It was this time last year that we found out we were expecting. It's hard to believe a year has gone by. What a blessing she is- God gave us the desire of our heart- a beautiful, healthy, INDEPENDENT-TEMPERMENTAL, precious baby! We are so looking forward to our first Christmas with her and thanking the Lord for his many blessings!

Remembering "TB"

November 21, 2008

Alivia is asleep for her morning nap (on her tummy and on my bed)...I know 2 major "no-no's"-

but if she's happy, I'm happy! Speaking of her happiness and how she is totally in control of everything around here right now, Scott made a troubling - but insightful comment the other day. Years ago we had a toy poodle named TB (not for the disease, but short for his official registered name of Prince Terry B Red- yes it was during the reign of Terry Bowden at Auburn-but that's another story for another day). He was the cutest, tiniest thing you've ever seen...and spoiled rotten. He actually thought he was a human. We decided we would take him to dog obedience classes for dog training. That would straighten him out. So picture this little, tiny dog in the same room with giant pit bulls, dobermans, german shepherds, etc. He would absolutely do NOTHING he was commanded. In fact, he just barked and "yipped" at the other dogs as if to say "this place is for dogs like you-not me". So after many weekly trips to classes and too much money spent....we had a dog who had attended obedience classes- but had not changed one bit. I think we might have been the only people with a dog to ever fail the class. We eventually had to give him away. After Abby was born he would NOT share his space with her. The day she was in her johnny-jump-up seat and he peed on her foot was the day he had to go. (Scott still says he should be lucky we let him live!) Anyway...Scott was looking at Alivia as she was having one of her temper tantrums and he was reminded of TB. He asked me if I thought this was the same kind of situation....something so little being in complete control of everyone else? We had a little laugh...and then got a little scared...Oh dear- we do hope she learns to use the potty! :)