Friday, October 30, 2009

Why did I hate these as a kid?



When Becca and I were little, my mother tried to dress us in matching outfits. I have very vivid memories of crying and screaming that I did not want to dress like Becca.
When I learned that we were going to have a second little girl, I was so thrilled that Abigail and Harper would have each others as sisters. Yes, I am in for years of bickering and arguing if they are anything like me and Becca were, however they will be happy to have each other...by the time they go to college.
Until then, I have matching outfits! Harper is now seven weeks old and the girls now they have their first matching outfits. They will hate me later for this later but I am going have them wear these outfits in as much as possible.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Is she making fun of me?


I was getting a little work done the other day while Harper was sleeping and the kids were playing. I stepped outside to check on Will and when I came back in, Abigail had taken my place in front of my computer.

I asked her, "Abby, are you working?"
She said "I'm Mommy. I like coffee."
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Good Baby Harper




I can't believe I am even writing this down. We try not to talk about it so we won't jinx ourselves. Now she is six weeks old so I think I am in the clear. Harper is a really good baby. I mean really good. She only gets up once a night. She will sit in her chair and not cry. She doesn't freak out when Will and Abby get in her face.
I was really worried about having a third. What would it be like with three? How would I handle the screaming and the craziness? On the first night home, Harper let me sleep for three hours. My mouth fell open when I looked at the clock. Three hours?!? The clock must be wrong. I knew something was up that first day. I just couldn't talk about the goodness in case it didn't last. But it did last. Right now as I am typing this she is sitting sweetly on my lap making cute baby sounds.
I think I got this good baby so I could handle the craziness. The noise and the crying and the fighting from the other two can make me batty. I know that in a few years that Harper will be so wild that I will have to eat my words, but right now I have a good baby Harper.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Gasp! We have the Swine Flu.

On Sunday, Will hurt his finger while playing with his friend. We didn't think it was serious, so we didn't take him to the doctor...until Tuesday when he was still not using his left hand and holding his pinky finger out all the time. Turns out, his finger was not broken, but he did have the swine flu. I feel like this puts me and Matt in the running for parents of the year...again.
Abby got a fever at school on Wednesday so now she has it. On Thursday Matt woke up feeling awful so now he has it too. So far, Harper and I are clean but I am not holding my breath. We are all home together, washing our hands constantly. Here are a few shots from our 'sick' day home.

I am still concerned about the swine flu, but we are doing just fine. We are watching lots of Dora and drinking lots of apple juice.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

I said what?


Sometimes I find myself saying the strangest things. They make complete sense at the time, but don't make me repeat myself.

1. Sit on the stairs until you don't feel like hitting your sister any more.
2. I need a pull up right now.
3. You can have fizzy water and special raisins after you take your helmet off.
4. Only kiss baby Harper's feet or knees.
5. If Elvis scratches you, I am going to take his side.
6. Quiet time means no talking to me or Abby.
7. You can't have a band-aid for that.
8. This is a mommy show because it has kissing and fighting. No you can't watch it.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Apple picking made me fat


We went apple picking as a family last weekend. While Matt and I tried to tell the kids not to pick too many apples, we lost that fight and brought home WAY more apples then we could ever eat before they went bad. What is a girl to do? Make apple crisp.
I love apple crisp. In the last three days, I have made four apple crisps. One was for a party, one was for my work and two were just for us.
I had Will and Abby help me make one. In the parent magazines, the EXPERTS say that if you involve your kids in food prep, they will try the food. That didn't work with the apple crisps as my kids act like I am making them try the plague.
So, if Will and Abby won't eat them that means that I have eaten a whole apple crisp myself, which means that I have eaten a whole stick of butter by myself. I know I am nursing, but that is ridiculous.
I am never going apple picking again. Or at least I am never bringing home this may apples ever again.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Mommy wants to take your picture.

My kids love to pose for the camera (who doesn't). I turned around to see what the kids were doing and had to snap a few shots of a normal Tuesday at the Perryman house. Here are some good pictures I will use to embarrass them in their teen years. I love my look. A classic shirt worn in a new way.

Vogue. Or do the robot.

Will: Check out my guns, ladies.
Abby: I can's stop smiling, I am so pleased with myself.