Trust Me Mom.....

So, the last few days have not been the most fun in our household. Both girls came down with a cold on Monday and it's gone down hill ever since. Emma proceeds to tell me every ten minutes that she doesn't feel good. My sharp daughter has caught on to the fact that such a statement elicits a loving response from Mommy, or possibly some yummy flavored medicine. It has been determined that, for her, right now, all "I don't feel good Mommy" means is that her nose is all stuffed up. Unfortunately, she has had to realize that Mommy cannot fix all that ails her...there will be things that I cannot make better. Come to think of it, this is a pretty hard fact for Mommy to come to grips with too.

Katy had taken a turn for the worse Wednesday night, so yesterday I hauled she and Emma down to Clairemont for a visit to the doctor. It was revealed that Katy's cold had morphed into an ear infection - this explains the inconsolable baby I was faced with in the middle of the night. It really sucks to have something wrong with one of your kids, but I have to say that it's kind of nice to know that my instincts where my children are concerned are on the mark.

Right now Emma is practically obsessed with the idea of an echo. She loves shouting something (usually the sound "wuuuhhhh" ) almost at the top of her lungs in an empty garage, parking structure, or public bathroom and hearing it echoed back to her. As we got off the elevator to head back to the car, the shouting commenced. This time it was some little made up ditty that only comes from the mind of an almost 3 year old. I got Katy put into the car and then it was Emma's turn. As I open the car door she starts her usual repetitive "I can do it Mom, I can do". She climbs up into the car, then into her car seat. The "I can do, I can do it" starts again as she wants to buckle herself in. In all fairness I must admit that she has gotten really good at it and can even tighten herself in fairly well.

It also seems that in the process of climbing into the seat she found a yellow crayon...something which pleased her immensely and consequently worried me as she starting asking "What can I write on?" and I had visions of yellow crayon all over my car door. I explained that she could not write on anything and to my surprise she said "Ok Mommy" ***cue mom's suspicious look*** We're driving along and Emma starts breaking the crayon into smaller pieces. She then proceeds to chuck one at Katy ***cue indignant yell from younger daughter*** The thought occurs to me that the first thing Katy will do when she finds one of the pieces (perfectly sized as a choking hazard) thrown at her is to put it into her mouth. I had promised Emma a lemonade to drink for her good behavior at the doctor's office, so I pull into a Burger King parking lot, hop out of the car, retrieve the crayon piece from Katy and then proceed to the other side of the car to confiscate the remaining pieces from Emma. Here is the conversation that followed:

- Mommy opens car door -
Emma: "NOOOOO Mommy, don't take them!"
Mommy: "Give them to me Emma, now."
Emma: "Please Mommy, I won't throw them."
Mommy: "Honey, this could be very dangerous. If Katy got a hold of one of those pieces she could choke, or she could swallow it and it could make her very sick. Please give them to me."
Emma: "Moooommmm"
Mommy: "Emma - "
Emma: "Just trust me Mom!"

Just trust me mom......just trust me mom! I stood there for a minute looking at her and her big, pleading blue eyes knowing she had no idea what those words really meant. I finally, said "OK" and reiterated the importance of her keeping her promise not to throw them again. She kept her promise and drank her lemonade peacefully for the remainder of the car ride home. However, I was forced to think of hearing those same words from my daughter when she's asking to go out with friends for the first time, go on a date or wants the keys to the car. I hope when that time comes the outcome is as positive as it was with the pieces of yellow crayon.

Under Construction....

Just a quick snipet to let all of you know that there will be pictures and fun items posted in the coming days. I'm learning how this blogging thing works so while it looks simple now.....a masterpiece is in the making! Check back often the see what's new.

And So We Begin...

After much prompting by friends and seasoned bloggers....we are starting a blog of our own. Where do you start? At the beginning I suppose....

Robby and I have been married for almost 4 years and have 2 beautiful daughters; Emma who is almost 3 and Katy, 10 months. We lead pretty normal, average lives in sunny California; which translates to barely being able to afford living in said beautiful state. If I hear one more person say "...well but the weather here is great..." I'm going to kick them. Who wants to pay $500k for a home in a place where it's sunny alot? The sun shines in other parts of the country and you can afford to enjoy it!!!! I digress...... Robby and I are hoping to move our family to Texas so that we can be closer to our family. Grandparents start getting antsy when they go too long without seeing their grandbabies....and it really stinks never having a babysitter (ha ha - just kidding!).

Being the parents of two little ones means that there's always fun and interesting things being said and done that we would love to share with all of you. We hope that this blog is a way to keep those we love a closer part of our daily lives as we navigate through the maze of being married with children. Also, one of the neat things I have noticed from other friends who are avid bloggers is the way that they have met new people who share similar life experiences. There are amazing people in the world and you never know who you might cross paths with and how you can positively impact someone else's life or how they can impact yours.

So to kick things off I'll share with you the experience that told me it was finally time to get started down the blogging road: Each day after work one of the first things I do is change out of my work clothes. I was all done and about to leave the room when Emma locates one of my bras, puts it on (under her dress mind you) and explains to me: "Mommy, I need this so my boobs don't fall out." Huh - so that's what those things are for....you learn something new everyday.