My 3 Valentines

So I sat down to write this blog about the three Valentines cupid has brought into my life and I decided I was cold.  No, it’s nothing new for me to be cold, but fixing the heat was a must before my little brain could blog at full speed.  When I got to the thermostat I noticed I had it on 70, but my house was 60.  That = a problem.  I called my friend from school whose husband is a heating and air man and he instructed us how to fix my problem.  Needless to say I have heat and a pie in the oven for him keeping me warm. 

I think I have said before that Ford loves cinnamon rolls.  Nothing fancy, just the ones that come 5 to a can with the white icing.  This morning I decided my middle Valentine needed some cinnamon rolls for breakfast.  After I woke him up I asked if he wanted to have red icing on them and he agreed that it was a good idea.  I got out the red food coloring and mixed it in the icing.  I should have known it would be a bad idea.  Ford lost his mind.  He started crying these huge crocodile tears, his nose was running, and he was demanding that I make that icing white again.  Being two, reasoning isn’t one of his strong areas.  I told him I could make him some white icing and that I did.  I got out the powdered sugar and got busy.  Well, naturally mine didn’t look right and he was pissed, for lack of a better word.  He had cheese and crackers for breakfast instead. 

The last two days at school Ford has had a Valentine’s party.  Fortunately for him, he goes to school 5 days a week and was able to benefit from two parties unlike the kids who only go part time to school.  I, on the other hand, didn’t benefit so well from the extreme sugar high my middle Valentine was rushing on.  This was day #2 with no nap.  At our house no nap = a ridiculously early bedtime.   Last night he was asleep at 6:30 and tonight it was before 7:00. 

Trey has been my first Valentine now since 2003.  We weren’t “officially dating” yet on Valentine’s Day 9 years ago, but I did receive a card and some flowers at the Tri Delt house at Ole Miss.  The outside of the card said “Jill”.  Being that I was the only Jill in DDD I knew they were for me.  I still have the card he sent me and found it tonight in a scrapbook….

I thought that was so sweet.  I didn’t get flowers this year because Trey knows me well enough that I would prefer something else.  He did me right with a gift card to get a pedicure.  I desperately need to get these toes painted being that I can hardly bend down touch them, much less meticulously paint the things.  I will enjoy that.  Thank you my first Valentine.  Thank you to my middle Valentine, Ford, for being so sweet today and telling me I was your Valentine, and to my littlest Valentine, Toto, for kicking me for the last hour to let me know you care.  I love all my Valentines!!!!!!

Copycat

In the last few months Ford has decided that he needs to do exactly what Trey does.  Trey never thought the day would come.  I have told him since Ford was tiny that “one day” Ford would want to follow him around and do whatever he did.  The day is here. 

Trey was leaning against the fence looking at the spot where we are going to build our new porch and Ford decided he would help him out.  Ford had no idea what he was looking at.  Then they came inside and Ford took his boots off exactly like Trey and placed them at the back door just like his daddy did. 

 

It’s amazing how cold it is outside.  It is painful to be outside in this weather.  That didn’t stop my boys from raking some leaves today though.  I stayed inside and did wifely things like 4 loads of laundry, vacuuming, cleaning the bathrooms, and changing bed sheets.

 

After a few minutes I made Ford come inside to warm up.  I stuck him in the bathroom with the heater running while I made him some hot chocolate.  Telling him something is hot isn’t always the best things to do.  He preferred to call it “warm chocolate”. 

I like to have an activity planned.  At the end of the week I got in my mind that I would like to take Ford to a paint your own pottery place.  This morning Puddin, Ford, and I drove to Olive Branch and met my parents at Mud Monkey Pottery.  Ford had a wonderful time.  He painted his truck a variety of colors.  He told me he needed to go back after his nap. 

We still don’t have a name for Toto.  If his personality is any indication of how he is acting in my stomach I am in for a wild child.  This baby has been moving and grooving so much the last few days.  It’s an awesome feeling and I can’t wait to let Ford feel his brother move.  He talks to my belly all the time and asks me if Toto is still in there.  The addition to our house isn’t complete.  They are moving at a snail’s pace.  I am ready for them to be finished so I can start on my nursery. 

Today I felt a bit of “nesting” coming on.  There were several things I wanted to pick up, move around, or clean up.  I know I don’t need to be lifting anything and that is hard for me.  I like my independence and not being able to do what I want to do is hard.  I am bigger this go round than I was with Ford and the swelling has already started.  It mostly happens during the week when I have been on my feet a lot at school.  I have 19 more weeks to go before my little man arrives.   We are getting excited!!!

NOT Sugarcoated

People in the south tend to sugarcoat things.  I am guilty of it for sure.  I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, and sometimes you just say what you think someone wants to hear and move on with the conversation.  Then there are those people who don’t seem to have a filter on their mouth and will say whatever they are thinking. 

I am sure you are wondering where I am going with my rambling.  Well, today while I was at work a guest was in our building, of which I knew.  She told me congratulations on being pregnant and asked when I was due.  I said, “Not until the end of June.  I know I am big already though.”  She smiled and said, “No, you’re not.”  We said a few more things and I turned and started to walk away.  The lady hollered back to me and said, “I changed my mind once you turned around.”  WHO says that?  She basically screamed “WIDE LOAD” right in my face!!!!  I was completely baffled by her comment, and NO, she wasn’t kidding. 

Ford and I enjoy doing fun activities after school.  Yesterday’s activity included a trip to the carwash.  My white car was looking rather tan and needed a good rinsing.  Ford has been intrigued by the carwash now for several weeks.  So yesterday was the big day.  I went inside to pay for the wash and then we waited in line.  While we waited we discussed the washing process and what would happen once we were inside.  Ford does much better when he knows what to expect.  He got very excited….

 

The freaked out and started screaming, “I want to go home!”  Home is Ford’s place of comfort.  I had to quickly get him out of his seat and let him come in the front with me.  We completed the cycle and I drove out of the carwash and he said, “I not go back in there, momma.”  We tried. 

 

I don’t know if you are a shower cap owner or not, but I am.  It’s a fine investment I might add.  Ford even enjoys modeling mine on occasion. 

 

On Saturday we went to Sam’s and Ford preferred a new form of buggy riding.    

 

The paci fairy has come twice already and taken 4 pacis.  We have 5 more to go.  So far so good.  I am really going slowly with this process because I don’t want my baby to grow up too quickly. 

I don’t know who all reads my blog, but if you have children I have a great book to recommend to you….

Ford got it for Christmas from Uncle Ken and Aunt Ashley.  We read a story every night before bed.  Ford knows the nighttime routine and after we brush his teeth he says, “Are we going to read about Jesus?”  He moves around and fidgets while I read but he is definitely paying attention because he will stop me to ask questions.  There is plenty he doesn’t understand because it’s actually geared towards children who are a little older, but when we finish I always tell him what it was about on his level.  Then the next night we review what we talked about the night before, before we begin reading a new story.  Tonight we read about Zacchaeus and Ford lit up like a light.  We then had to sing about Zacchaeus climbing up in the sycamore tree.  It’s a great way to teach your children about Jesus!

Fancy, Trey, has been super busy.  I am proud of him and all his hard work.  He sent me this link today….

http://www.jacksonfreepress.com/index.php/site/comments/sunshine_act_aimed_at_ag_hood_02072012/

A Project

I am not a project person.  I enjoy the simple life.  For example, a friend at school has been pestering me all week to go somewhere with her on Friday and I refuse to.  Finally she just said, “Why?”  I told her I am not fun.  I would rather be at home lounging in my pajamas than go pretty much anywhere.  Like I said, I like the simple life. 

Being pregnant isn’t always simple, especially when it comes to the location of where your child will sleep.  I don’t believe in putting babies in the bed with the parents.  I didn’t sleep with my parents and Ford doesn’t sleep with us.  Since Toto is steadily baking away it is a necessity that he will have a room.  We do have a room in our house that he could have, but I hate to give up my guest room/office. 

Before I ever got pregnant I ran the idea across Trey that we should enclose our back porch.  We have no view and our back yard is so tiny only a lap pool could fit back there.  Delta is the only one who spends any time back there.  Trey agreed and we had someone come and look at “my” project idea.  Last week they finally started on Toto’s room.

Before construction began……

Today when I came home I was amazed at what all they had done.  This is the view which used to look into our back yard.  There will be two closets on either side of the window and a window seat below.

 

If you were looking from the backyard this is on the left side of the room.  They are cutting a hole in the wall to make a door into my bedroom.  Ford is showing off the tools the men left behind. 

 

This is the right side of the room.  That door currently goes into our guest bedroom and will be replaced with an interior door. 

 

And the outside

Today it was really nice outside.  After school Ford wanted to ride his tractor.  I thought that was a good idea since we had some sticks to pick up in the yard.  After a few minutes of riding and getting stuck where the mole has terrorized our yard, he wanted to play baseball.  I figured I could capture the moment on my phone.  I’m glad I was holding my phone in front of my face when he hit the ball.  It smashed right into my phone which would have otherwise been my face! 

 

It seems like every time I bathe Ford he uses the bathroom in the water.  Then we have to let the water out all the while he is giggling.  Tonight I put him on the potty and told him to tee tee before we had our bath.  He sat up there and talked and played.  There was no tee tee action.  Finally I told him if he didn’t tee tee I was going to put something white on his head.  He said, “What you might put, momma?”  After a few more seconds I attacked him with the shaving cream.  I think I might have started something!!!  He loved it! 

I really am embarrassed to write this, but honesty is part of my policy so here we go.  I am sure Trey Lamar is thinking please God don’t let her write something about me!!  It’s not about you baby.  Okay… so yesterday I had cereal for breakfast and I had a small lunch (frozen Lean Cuisine).  Needless to say I was starving most of the day.  Me being hungry isn’t a good thing because I can get cranky, but me being hungry and pregnant is a really bad thing.  This morning I decided to eat more than just cereal, I prepared Ford’s favorite breakfast.  Cinnamon Rolls!!  You know the kind that come 5 in a can that you put the icing on yourself.  Okay, well I ate 3.  Yes, 3.  Let’s get passed that because this story gets much worse.  After I got to school, signed in, and went to the morning devotional, I came back to find someone left McDonald’s on my desk.  I am very picky about what I eat, but noticed when I opened it that it was my favorite, a chicken biscuit.  I ran across the hall to ask my friend Drew if she left it and she said she did.  What do you think I did?  Well, I ate it of course.  The next thing I know, Ruth, one of my students, comes in with me a chocolate twisty donut.  Her mom is Liz, my old trainer.  I said what in the world is this, job security for your mom?  Ruth insisted that I eat it right away or it wouldn’t taste good later.  I told Ruth I would throw up on her if I ate it then, but promised to eat it at snack.  Which I did!!!  I guess by 9:00 I consumed about 5,000 calories.  Okay, you can think less of me now.

This is Ruth….

I felt Toto kick with my hand for the first time tonight.  I guess all that good food this morning really got him all excited!!

The "Word" and the Fairy

Weekends seem to pass so quickly around here and then it’s back to the regular work week.  I haven’t blogged since we found out that Toto was a boy so I feel like I missed out on a few pictures here and there. 

Last weekend Trey and I went to the DeSoto County Crystal Ball which had a Star Wars theme this year.  I jokingly told Trey that he only takes me to stuff like that when I am pregnant.  And yes, I have on the same black dress I wore to the Governor’s Inaugural Ball.  I just can’t justify spending a lot of money on a cocktail dress I can only wear a few times.  Plus it isn’t glamorous shopping for them while pregnant. 

 

Last Sunday Ford was a little stir crazy so I decided a field trip would be necessary.  We put on our play clothes and went to the playground at my school.  He thought he was so big out there. 

 

Yesterday was sweet Jack’s first birthday party.  My sister in law is so creative and came up with a “snowman” party theme idea.  It was delicious!    

 

So why the title of my blog??... The “Word and the Fairy”.  I don’t know why it has started, but it has.  The word... WHY?   Who knew one little 3 letter word could be so annoying?  Oh but it is.  He has always asked why a few times a day, but now we are upwards at 100-200 times a day.  He asks a question, you answer it, and he says why.  Eventually I say “because” or “because I said so.”  I know this is how he learns, but one can only handle so much. 

Here is Ford with the cupcake I bought him on Monday.  We shared it in honor of his having a brother. 

 

We had lunch yesterday and Ford decided to entertain us with his goofy faces.  We both laughed and it only egged him on to keep up his performance.    

And what about the fairy??... well, I decided that we might need to cut back on our pacifier use.  Ford loves his paci or pappy.  He has gotten bad about wanting one anytime we are home.  He has easy access to them since they stay in his bed.  Yesterday, I made a new rule.  He can only have them in his bed when he is napping in the afternoon or sleeping at night.  It wasn’t so smooth yesterday morning.  Ford was on the couch screaming, “But momma, I’m not a big boy.  I’m a baby!!”  I stuck to my guns and we made it through the day.  This morning I had to put his baby gate up so he couldn’t sneak in there to grab one.  He loves those things.  It’s going to be like taking crack away from a crack addict.  I don’t want to be the bad guy and I know Trey doesn’t want to either.  We have blamed poor cousin Baby Jack for taking his bottles and I don’t want Ford to hate Jack so I am not pinning this one on him too.  I told Ford that soon the Pappy Fairy would come during the night and take them away and give them to a little boy or girl who needed them.  I am not so sure he likes the idea of that, but I don’t think he knows what to do.  I am not sure if he or I will have a harder time.  I hate thinking of my baby growing up.  I know I am about to have another baby and Ford needs to make some positive changes, but this growing up stuff if hard. 

This morning we went back to Memphis for Molly Cate’s baptism.  After church we went to eat at an Asian’s place called, Noodles.  The cousin’s saying goodbye. 

Everyone have a good last few days of January…   

Toto is a BOY!!

The final results on the poll for the gender of Baby Lamar were 33 girl/5 boy.  You five people were right on!!!!  Last night when I was lying down with Ford it all of a sudden hit me that the baby in my belly wasn’t a girl like I had been thinking for 18 weeks, but a boy.  I told Trey this morning on our drive to Memphis that I thought the baby was a boy.  He wasn’t much into that conversation.  He is more of the wait it out type and discuss later. 

I had to drink 32 ounces of water an hour before the ultra sound.  It was miserable.  When I got to the office I asked if I could use the bathroom.  I was denied.  I sat in the waiting room completely uncomfortable and squirming around.  Eventually, I high tailed it into the lobby and just had to go to the bathroom a bit.  I was called back and the ultra sound tech started doing all the measurements of the baby.  I was very uncomfortable.  I was holding Trey’s hand, or better yet digging my fingernails into the palm of his hand.  I hate an ultra sound.  Most people love them.  Not me.  I have been lying in that chair before and gotten some bad news on Baby Lamar #1, so it makes me a nervous wreck.  I thought I was going to cry due to nerves, excitement, and the fact that I desperately needed to go to the bathroom.  Toto wasn’t cooperating fully so she tilted the chair back.  Ohhhhhhh my bladder didn’t like that.  She then said we could get the family.  I asked if she was 100% sure she knew what the baby was.  She said, "We can’t say for 100%, but yes I know." 

The family came in and she said we would be having a boy.  I was shocked because now it’s all so real.  I wasn’t shocked she said boy.  I might have fallen off the chair had she said girl though.  YES, I am excited.  I have been completely amazed with how many people have asked me if I am okay with having another boy.  Of course I am.  All I wanted was a healthy baby and that is what I have right now.  I only thought I was having a girl since this pregnancy has been completely different than with Ford. 

Ford is super excited about the baby in my belly.  We are still trying to convince him that he is having a little brother.  He told me tonight in the bath tub that he wanted the baby to be a girl.  I told him God thinks he needs a baby brother.  Then I explained all the cool things brothers could do together and he liked my ideas.  I also bought some blue iced cookies for him to take and share at school with his friends tomorrow!  That idea also sounded very good to him too.

We don’t have a name for Toto yet, but have some prospects in the works.  And hopefully the men are coming this week to start building Toto’s room onto our house.  Let the craziness begin!

Questions for Ford

I saw this one someone’s blog that I read and decided it would be neat to ask Ford some questions.  He was quite interested in what I had to say….

Your Name:  Ford.  Me:  Do you have any others names?  Uhhhh uh huh... Jefferson Hannaford Lamar. Lamar.  Lamar. Lamar for you

How old are you?   two

What is your favorite color?  Uhhhh green

Who is your best friend? You momma

What is your favorite animal? Uhhhh…. Uhhhh.. horse.  Momma?  What do you like?  Me: an elephant  Ford:  Momma, I will buy you a cow next year

What do you want to be when you grow up?  a horse, and a cow, an elephant, and two horses. 

Favorite movie?  Tractor movie

Favorite book?  Goodnight Beach

What makes you happy?  A tractor, a combine, a dump truck 

What makes you sad?  When you crank your car, momma…. To go to Wal-Mart

Favorite food?  Biscuits.  Me:  You do not.  Ford:  Momma, I want to go get a hashbrown at McDonalds

Favorite song?  Wheels on the round  Me:  What’s that?  Ford:  you.  Me:  Okay, next question

Favorite game/toy?  Combines and tractors

Can you write your name? Yes