Just Hangin' Out

Sometimes the most uneventful moments are the most enjoyable.

This week has been full of everyday stuff. Avery eating, oh how that kid loves to eat!

Addie helping out around the house. She is my little Miss. Fixit!

It wouldn't be the Hannant House if we didn't have a little horsey ride. Our kids learn quick so we might as well teach them while they are young.

Avery LOVES her sister. Someday they are going to be best friends!

Well they might be friends if we can teach Addie to share, and to stop taking over all of Avery's things! Addie thinks that the pack & Play is her personal play pin! Oh well I will save that lesson for another day.

Until then I will just keep my fingers crossed that she doesn't break something!

Crazy Exhausted

Last week was so exhausting that I am just now blogging about it! Paul has just changed positions with work. He is now a Regional Sales Coordinator and we have been TOTALLY busy setting up his new office. Last week we took on the challenge of painting his entire office. Thank goodness MoMo and Sammie Jam came for the weekend. If not we would still be painting. Ok well there is still a little touch up painting. After 3 days of painting and neglected children we decided that it could wait for another day.

After I put the girls to work painting and tending my children, I gave them the craft project that I promised. That was promised before I knew that I was going to need their slave labor to get Paul's office presentable.

All in all I hope that they still enjoyed their long weekend. I know that Addie sure loved having them! After a weekend at our house I am sure that Sammie will not be starting her own family for many years. As they waved good-bye and I had a baby with poop up to her armpits and Addie refusing to do everything.

It wasn't until after they drove away, that Addie realized that she was stuck with me and sister. That is when the real tears started, "MoMo and Ammie, I want MoMo". I all can say is that a day at my house is never dull.

Bedtime with the Girls

It seems as though bedtime has turned into playtime. Notice that Paul is the only one actually near the bed. He seems to be readying Dr. Seuss to himself, while Addie is jumping on my back!

Our family ritual of story time, prayers, snack, kisses, hugs and eventually sleep. Bedtime seems to get a little wild, it seems as if we are reading to the wall. Then out of the blue Addie will finish the sentence as she jumps across the bed. All I can say is that our children definitely know that we love them, or more like they know they have us wrapped around their little fingers! What can I say our kids are the love of our life!

Memory Lane

This week I have felt as if my Wuggie (my Mom's Mom) has been watching over me. Weird I know, but I have felt oddly close to her this week. As Avery has started inching and rolling back and forth all over the floor, I realized that these are the moments that she wouldn't have wanted to miss.

I have been reminiscing funny Wuggie memories since I saw an ad for Obsession cologne a couple of weeks ago. She would give Uncle Andy a new bottle and a sweater every year for Christmas. I couldn't tell you what she gave me but I remember Uncle Andy's presents. My Mom would always make cookies for Justin. Another factoid from my memory bank.

As Addie ran around as a princess, lip glossed and then glossed some more thinking that she was a big girl who could paint her own nails. I could have sworn I heard her say "Now Miss. Priss" in her sternest voice. Then again when I was making CTR towels for the kids in my old primary class, I realized how she must have felt as she created many of our presents. Whether it was an elaborate dress or a not so loved Christmas sweatshirt I realized that she was probably the most under appreciated person in my life. Wuggie was a constant in my life. She never missed a holiday or birthday. She cheered at every basketball, softball piano recital or cheered us up with friday night CiCis Pizza. She was regularly involved, she always helped with shuttling and feeding of kids and never hesitated to be involved in all of our activities.

It is just a shame that she didn't live long enough for me to grow up and appreciate all that she did for me. She sadly died while I was in my teenage self-absorbed years when I seemed to be the most critical and the least appreciative. As I start this New Year I hope that I can take this lesson to heart and appreciate all the pillars in my life and not take them for granted. I can only hope that I teach my children to love and appreciate their family and to accept them unconditionally, quirks in all!

We are excited to see what this year has in store! I'm sure we will have many great memories and even more incites as we grow and mature into the adults our parents hoped for.

P.s One more random thought. As it has been frigidly cold outside, Addie has found amusement in breathing on the glass door and scribbling. As a I watched her do this I had a flash back of me, my sister and cousin (mostly Chelsea) doing the same thing Christmas Eve at Wuggie's as we waited for people to come or waved good-bye as they left. Who am I kidding we did it off and on all evening long. What kid can resist blowing on cold glass and scribbling a note or a picture repeatedly!

P.P.s I passed a Station Wagon, the other more. Need I say more! I began counting the numerous laws we broke during my childhood transporting transporting the entire clan to the swimming pool. Ahhh Memories!