Tuesday, March 30, 2010

26 lbs!

I had a date with James yesterday. I picked him up at noon and we headed to Target, one of his favorite date places. We looked at toys, of course, and I let him linger in each aisle as long as he wanted. He LOVES to do that. I also made a list of all the things he said he wanted since his birthday is coming up. There are probably 50 things on the list. LOL. Lots to choose from.

Anyway, we looked at toys for probably an hour, and then we went to the Target food court place for lunch. He chose chocolate ice cream and cheese Doritos. Since it was a date, I went ahead and let him have that. I know, I know. But…I couldn’t help it. We were having SUCH a good time. We were at Target for an hour and a half or two hours, and we left with nothing but a loveseat cover for Grandma’s new office.

James has been just attached to my hip, which is not unusual but he’s more attached and even sweeter lately. Also, he knows that he has me wrapped around his little finger, so he gets away with everything. I know I’m creating a monster – I know in the very moments I’m doing it. But I just cannot help it right this minute. And it’s not like he is *bad* or anything. We’re talking he gets up out of bed a few times and pretends he’s thirsty or whatever, because he knows the minute I see him, I’ll grab him up and spend a few minutes holding and snuggling him.

And what about my girl? Well, for some reason, she is SO happy and un-pre-teen-ish these days. It is making my life so awesome. For example, I came home last night and she came out of her bedroom and said “MOMMY!!!” She was so excited to see me! She hugs me, talks to me, jokes with me, dances with me, sings with me, and it’s WONDERFUL. I know it might not last, so for the time being, I am going to soak it up and relish it, every single second.

Random – I think that the saying “long days, short years” is the most brilliant saying, and when I think about it, it’s hard for me not to cry.

Random – This morning, I saw the episode of I Love Lucy where Lucy tells Ricky she’s pregnant. I mean, that she’s having a baby. They couldn’t say “pregnant” on TV back then. Anyway, it makes me tear up every time.

I am down 26 pounds now! Waaaahoooooo!

James is having so much fun in t-ball. Well, I think he mostly enjoys the uniform and stuff. At his game on Saturday, he wanted to show Coach his sports socks. So he lifted his pant leg, stuck out his foot and said “OOOO, OOOO!!” You know, in the “raise the roof” type of way. OMG LOVE HIM.

Clara’s poor legs are completely torn up from soccer. She has an area on her shin about the size of, I dunno. Well it’s probably four or five inches long and three or four inches wide. It’s just like a rug burn from the grass. It’s awful. And she’s got a bruise the size of another I don’t know, but it’s huge. Poor girl. Takin’ ‘em for the team.

At Looney’s birthday dinner this past weekend, we went to Ton’s Mongolian grill. On their placemats is the Chinese birthday symbols or something. James was trying to read the word “Chinese” and he said “cuh-huh…” and I said “do you remember what CH sounds like?” And he said “CH! Ch-i-neeeeeeeez” AND HE TOTALLY READ IT. I MEAN COME ON.

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