"Pitty!"

Here a few pictures of some flowers popping up around the yard... When Alex and I check out the flowers she always say "Pitty!" which of course means "Pretty!"

Relaxing weekend.....

We had a nice weekend, nothing much planned. Here are a few pictures from our visit with Papaw Buchanan and cousin Ethan....

Wendy and Alexandra watching the lightning

Ethan and Alex

The kids playing with Wendy

Ethan and Wendy watching the storm

Ethan is a cheeser!

Playing video games at Pizza King

If you look close, on the left side of her face she has a boo-boo on her forehead and under her noce. You cant see the boo-boo under her chin and on her cheek. She had a little accident with the wagon this past week.

"I go home"

A few months ago Alexandra would tell us "I go home" after picking her up from daycare. Then she started saying "I go home" when we are out and about, letting us know she is bored and wants to do something more exciting like dig in dirt. Now she is saying "I go home" when we are at home. Its usually when she has gotten in trouble. I think she thinks there is a better home out there where the mommy and daddy dont punish their child for throwing yogurt on the floor, or for telling them "No" when told to do something, or throwing a temper tantrum because she is not allowed to have paci. Lastnight she told Doug "I get jacket. I go home." Well at least she was smart enough to think about putting on a jacket so she doesnt catch a cold.

If she follows in my footsteps, she will be swearing she was adopted and wants her real family to save her. I used to write that in my diary when I was in elementary.

Diarrhea, vomit and chalk! Oh My!

The last few days have been kinda hectic as Alexandra got the flu bug again. She woke up Saturday morning around 2:30 crying because she vomited all over herself in her crib. I gave her a bath, Doug stripped her bed and I sent him back to bed because he had to work in the morning. I spent the morning up with her in the living room until about 6am when she finally went to sleep on her princess couch. After Alex woke up around 11, she acted great, kept her toast down so we ran a couple of errands. She was so anxious to get outside and play. In the stores she kept telling me "I go home and dig." She wanted to go home and play with her shovel. She was so anxious that she even asked to dig in a huge planter outside the mall that was full of dirt. I told her that wasnt our dirt to dig in. So we spent the rest of Saturday afternoon playing outside with the neighbors, digging, cleaning up the yard and drawing with chalk, not one of mommies favorite activities. Luckily Daddy came home just in time to take over and colored with Alex on the driveway, allowing me to take pictures.

Her reaction to the wind blowing in her hair.

Hugging Bubby. Sometimes we feel sorry for Bubby and all he endures from AlexandraSaturday playing with chalk

Yes I do and I cringe just thinking about the feel and sound of chalkDaddy came to save MommyHailey let Alex use her lilttle brothers car. We plan to get her one just like this but its pink and purple. She looovvvees it and never wants to get out.
Check out the static cling!Daddy sporting the heart headband while working on the DVD player for his car. Alex thought he needed to wear it and put it on his head.

Sunday Alex seemed to be grouchy as if she didnt feel good. She never ran a fever and never threw up. During the day we played outside. She did start to get massive diarrhea towards the end of the night.

Yes, Sunday morning and more chalk....... goose bumps!

Monday I picked up Alex from daycare and find out that she had diarrhea so bad they had to wash her clothes. Throughout the night we continued to change several diapers.

Tuesday morning while at work I get a call from Doug. He had to pull over into a gas station because Alex started vomiting all over the car. I headed home to take care of a sick baby. For some who dont know, it is very very hard for Doug to handle his daughter or myself sick. He freaks out, gets anxious, worries and practically has panic attacks. He just cant handle it. So I take care of her when she is sick. Now if she is hurt, Im of no help for the situation. I am the one who freaks out, gives myself a panick attack and cries. I cant stand the thought of her hurt, which Doug can handle very well. Alex got sick a few more times at home and literally laid around, which was fine with me. I didnt want her up and about. She woke up from a nap around 3ish and seemed to act all better, except the diarrhea explosions. I decided to stay home with her today so the day care didnt have to deal with her tummy issues as she was constantly getting a diaper change lastnight. So far since she woke up this morning she has acted perfect. No problems yet. I think the lil bug has finally left her system. Im still taking it slow and watching what she eats and drinks.

My babydoll sleeping on her princess couch after getting sick Monday morning.

Toddler + Mascara = Bath Time

Alexandra found my mascara in my makeup bag sitting on the table Saturday morning. Doug was off at work and I was folding laundry in another room. I hear "I petty" from Alexandra. As I am walking into the room, I find her with the tube of mascara pulling the brush in and out. She has mascara all over her face and hands. I was in such a state of shock that I didnt know to laugh or get mad. I just kept repeating "Alex, this is bad, so very bad". After cleaning the black makeup off a table and kitchen floor, I run to get the camera. She didnt let me take very many pictures. Then it was bath time. Luckily it was not water proof.

The infamous mascara.....

The aftermath

She didnt want her picture taken.... the princess is camera shy

Bath time!

Alexandras hair. This is what her hair looks like after each bath (and mommy constantly scrunching her hair). Once she lies down, it goes flat. Who knew a mullet could hold so much curl......