Skip to main content

Things I Adore about Paisley

I was thinking this morning while snuggling with my sweet pea in bed about all of the little things that I never want to forget about her.  You know, the things that are what make her unique.

  • The way she entertwines her fingers through my hair for relaxation.  She loves to hold my hair when it's time to sleep or drink her milk.
  • How she always says "ho-ho-ho" like Santa when she puts something on her head.  She'll call it a "hat", but often it's a bucket, pair of pants, or some other odd object lying around.
  • When she covers her face with a towel or large hat so that she's unable to see as she walks around running into things.  This makes her giggle like crazy.
  • The concern she has when a shoe falls off of her.  She'll wake up from fast asleep if her shoe gets knocked off and start saying "shoe" in a really concerned voice.
  • Her absolute conviction about how things should be done.  This is not a child who will ever get picked on or pushed around by anyone.  Peer pressure should not be a problem!
  • When you tell her it's time to go, and she marches toward the front door saying "hut-two, hut-two".
  • The way she loves animals.  She'll never give us kisses but she's always got plenty for the cats and dogs.
  • When she gets a piece of lettuce from the fridge and immediately starts looking for her "dada" so she can feed her turtles.  I adore the way she says turtles.  She also loves to feed the fish!
  • Her orneriness.  She knows when she's being feisty and she'll laugh hysterically about it.
  • If she can't see her dad or myself, she'll say "mama" or "dada" in a very concerned tone and then throw her hands up and say "uh-oh".  She recently added "ohhhh noooo" to this.
  • The child's fascination with Bubble Guppies.  Thank you Nickelodeon.  We owe you our lives.
  • When she hands you her sippy cup after she's done with it, she always says either "here go" or "thank you".  Super cute in her adorable little baby voice.
  • The fact that she calls her Grandma (my mom) "doo-doo".  No one ever even says doo-doo to her, much less encouraged her to nickname her Grandma that.  But I love it!

Comments

  1. SarahFebruary 26, 2012 at 5:47 PM

    Aww! I adore Paisley too :) So cute! If I were you I wouldn't want to forget these things either :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. AubFebruary 26, 2012 at 6:55 PM

    She sounds so sweet! My kids adore the Bubble Guppies, too! They always sing the lunchtime song. :) It's so wonderful that you are keeping track of a these little things. They add up to big stuff.

    ReplyDelete
  3. kkasunFebruary 27, 2012 at 1:17 PM

    Such a cute personality!!!!!

    ReplyDelete
  4. ElizabethFebruary 28, 2012 at 7:48 PM

    She is so precious! Your description of how she walks to the door made me laugh!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Meet Our Little Miracle, Paisley Kate

The post I have been waiting 2 years to write is finally here and I can't really believe it. On Saturday, I woke up at 8:30 a.m. with BAD contractions. By the 2nd one, I knew I was in "real" labor. They were SO different than the braxton-hicks. I got out of bed and decided that I'd take a bath, until water ran down both legs. The pain after that got pretty unbearable immediately and I was having contractions every 2 1/2 to 3 minutes. So, I called Aaron at work to tell him it was "the big day". He decided I was kidding until I nearly leapt through the phone to wring his neck. :) We got to the hospital an hour later and I was dilated to a 4 and having very active contractions. They quickly got me moved to an L&D room. I got my epidural ( AMAZING - we'll talk about this in its own post soon) at a 6 and then my doctor broke my water. (Apparently at home, it had just leaked a pocket of fluid). After he broke my water, labor started picking up ...
42 comments
Read more

Blogging Failure

The fact that I blog less than I exercise is not a good sign.  I miss you all.  And I'm glad to be where I'm at because the problem is that my cup runneth over.  Life is crazy.  The kids are growing and becoming real people and exploring and I'm still struggling to figure out how to parent a VERY challenging 3-year-old. Dear Paisley is actually quite a joy to raise.  She is spunky and energetic and funny.  We desperately struggle to stifle our laughter as we discipline her for things that I never expected her to do or say.  She is the center of attention and loves her baby brother like there's no tomorrow.  I've never met a more opinionated and divalicious child though.  She picks every piece of clothing she wears, which toy she brings in the car, exactly what she is willing to eat, how her hair is fixed, which door she uses to get in the car, etc.  I hear you out there judging me.  I would have to until I gave birth to Whitney ...
2 comments
Read more

The Resurrection

 So here we are.  It's now a blog graveyard.  The followers have long since moved on and infertility is something that I've somewhat put in the past (only considering I don't want any more kids).  So why am I here and writing again?  What's the purpose?   This was my safe place.  It was where I came when everything seemed much too hard and I needed to feel comfort.  I wanted to express myself in a venue that others would reassure me and even understand me.  I still love and have always loved this blog.  It guided me during some of the hardest years of my life, dealing with infertility and miscarriage. And you know... I guess it will help me again now.  Because life is freaking TOUGH.  You know the phrase "I've went through Hell and back"?  Yeah, I feel that in my soul now.  I could have a blowout in the middle lane of the highway during rush hour traffic, manage to pull over my car on the side and call for roadsi...
1 comment
Read more