Wednesday, December 8, 2010

sicky baby

oh lynley. you've been sick for a few days now. the worst kind of sick. the flu! I am not sure if gpa casper gave it to you, or if the actual flu shot gave it to you. but reguardless, you've been throwing up every so often and it's making me sad. you're just not yourself, which i can't blame you.

i love you. i love you enough to let you squeeze my neck covered in throw up, because your sad, and your tummy hurts. i'd get covered in your throw up any day to make you feel better.

xoxo

mom

Friday, December 3, 2010

your dad

i need to tell you something about your dad. so listen up.

your dad is an amazing man. When i first met him, i was so young. but i knew that he was special. he really is lynley. And he loves you. when you were first born, he took care of you like you were the most precious thing he's ever touched. and i think you were.

He is the only person that you wake up calling for. even if he's been at work for hours already.

everytime my phone rings, you say "daddy daddy daddy"

you trust him. it's amazing howmuch you trust him already. i hope that that never changes. He's one boy that you can always trust to have your BEST interest at heart baby.

he loves me too. we love eachother. and we love this family. the three of us have amazing times together. sometimes, you see me and dad not get along too well. but always know that deep down, where it really matters, we will never anything happen to this family unit.

your dad works so hard for us. he sacrafices, everything, so that you (and i) can have such a good life. Always remember to say thank you to him, he likes that.

your dad is the best. don't ever forget that.

NO!

this is your new favorite word! only you like to say in it this sassy, high-pitched tone. let me tell you missy, mommy and daddy are not likin' it.

BUt, as annoying as this new found word is, it's pretty cute too. Seriously in the last 3 days, you've learned that you have an opinion. and if your lucky, mom may just listen to that opinion. (for instance when you have one last bite, and mom's trying to get it into your belly and you arch your back and say "no!" "no!" mom gives up and lets you out)

oh sweet girl. you're getting so big. i think i say that ever post. but you are!

today i'm going to let you frost some sugar cookies shaped like trees. i need to take pictures. oh and i've got the flip out, so i can video you agian. I dunno why i stopped! i know that someday, i'm going to miss my little miss dearly, and will cry my eyeballs out when i watch you run around our house, babbling, falling, and laughing.

you love elmo. i have no idea why. you don't like to watch the show, you just lovvve to say "ELMOOO ELMOOO ELMOOO" It's funny. and cute.

you pretty much copy every word we say (including bad ones....dad) and you love your new house. i do too. me and you almost never leave, we dont have to! plus its sooo cold outside, why would we want to??