Sunday, May 22, 2016

Hold Me Close, Young Tony Danza

Eden had her first dance recital yesterday.  IT WAS PRECIOUS!  Completely adorable!  Quite possibly the cutest thing I've ever seen!

It was not my idea to sign Eden up for ballet last fall; she is the one who came to me asking for "ballerina lessons".  And prior to yesterday, I really wasn't all that into it.  I thought she was cute in her little leotard and tutu at each class, of course, but I was never in dance as a kid and didn't know the first thing about ballet or the dance world.  After the excitement of the recital though, I'm hooked!  I signed up to be the class mom, so I was backstage in a room with all the preschool-aged dancers, and it was so cute and fun, and I'm like, a total dance mom now!  The day was such a high!

Eden was so sweet and so adorable and so CONFIDENT out there on that stage, and I cried during her whole dance!  And even once we got back to the room with all the other little dancers, I COULD NOT STOP CRYING, and I texted Dustin all, "I CAN'T STOP!"  But I was just SO PROUD of her!  

She was on cloud nine, telling me how "everyone who loves me came to see me".  She got flowers from all her grandparents, and she was soooo excited about the little trophy all the dancers got.  She yelled out "MOMMY!" and held up her trophy for me to see from the stage!  (And when we got home last night, she was so nice and wanted all of us to be able to share her flowers with her, so she put one of her bouquets in Ila's room and one by Dustin's side of the bed and one by my side of the bed.)

on stage for the final bow and the awards ceremony

When we got home last night, I asked her if she wanted to do ballet again next year.  She said yes. YAYYYYYY, can't wait!


Friday, May 13, 2016

Ila - 19 months! (yeah, I missed a few!)

 Ila at 16 months

Ila at 17 months

Ila at 19 months

(My 18 month photos of Ila got accidentally deleted off of my camera!!!!  WAHHHHH!!!!!!)

Ok.  So.  You may notice that the background in Ila's 19 month photo is different!  That's because WE MOVED!  More on that later.  But us moving is one of the reasons why it has been MONTHS since I've gotten to sit down and write a blog post.  

The OTHER reason is this:

Don't let that sweet face fool you!  Ila has quite of few nicknames in our house... some of them include "Tiny Terror", "Little Monster" and "Bad Baby".

Always said with love, of course!  

But MAN!  This girl is something else!

For starters, she is constantly on the move.  There is not a moment's rest with her around.  You cannot take your eyes off of her for a second!  A few weeks ago, before she was big enough to climb onto the couch, Dustin called me into the other room to ask me a question.  Ila was preoccupied with a toy so I thought it was safe.  I walked back into the room less than five minutes later, and she had dragged a step-stool (I had been arranging things on shelves) all the way across the room to the BACK of the couch, climbed up it, and flung herself over the back of the couch to get on it.  These days, she can get on the couch without the use of a step-stool, which is pretty annoying because her favorite thing to do is THROW HERSELF OFF THE COUCH ONTO THE GROUND, then grin up at me from her sprawled out position on the floor and say, "BOOM BOOM!  AGAIN?  AGAIN?  AGAIN?"


"Why is she trying to kill herself?", I asked Dustin recently.

I mean...

She can't just take a simple picture; she has to be all wild and crazy and try and hurt herself!

When she's not throwing herself off of furniture, she's either emptying a drawer or a cabinet of its contents OR she's standing at the refrigerator crying because she's STARVING even though she ate two bananas and a yogurt five minutes ago.  Girl still likes to eat.  Still crazy.  Because girl is also still really tiny.

Usually I can only take showers when Ila is sleeping, but last week I desperately needed to take a shower before going somewhere.  So I brought Ila into the bathroom with me, shut the door and gave her a basket of toys.  Lots of toys.  She had lots of choices.  I get into the shower.  When I get out of the shower, Ila has found a tub of vaseline in my cabinet.  There is vaseline EVERYWHERE.  Floor, walls, cabinets, new rugs... and coated all over her hair.  I mean, ALL OVER her hair.  I washed her hair four times that day, and it was still so greasy that it looked soaking wet even though it was dry.  It's been 8 days since that incident, and her hair is FINALLY back to normal!

So one time when Eden was 9 months old, she was playing with an empty water bottle while a friend and I sat talking.  When we were done talking and it was time for us to leave, I took the empty water bottle away from Eden and threw it in the trashcan.  Eden had no reaction to me doing this at all.  And I remember my friend being shocked and all, "She doesn't care when you take something away from her?'  And I was like, "Um, no?"  And my friend said, "Wow!  My son would have freaked if I would have just taken something away from him like that!"  And at the time, I remember thinking how strange that was.   Because I was so used to easy-going Eden who was such a go-with-the-flow baby, and I was thought to myself, "What kind of a child would freak out about something like that?"  

Oh!  Pick me, pick me!  


Yeah, so Ila is totally the kind of baby that freaks out if you try to take ANYTHING away from her EVER!  People ask me if I have a hard time getting Eden to share with her little sister.  Um, no.  Ila, however, is completely incapable of sharing.  Ila is my particular child.  Ila is my feisty child.  Just this past Sunday, Ila had a COMPLETE MELTDOWN in church DURING THE SERMON because I gave Eden the green cup of cheerios and her the pink cup of cheerios, and she HAD to have the green cup OR ELSE OR ELSE OR ELSE!  I hate giving into her, but when it's Sunday sermon time... I yanked that green cup out of Eden's hands so fast to give to Ila.  Eden, of course, couldn't have cared less.

Also, she likes to growl at us.  Well at me.  If I tell her the word "no", she growls at me.  Sounds just like a dog or something.  Now, if Dustin tells her "no", she completely loses it and comes running to me to console her.  She does NOT like it when her daddy scolds her!

My brother has already told me that I gave Ila the wrong room in our new house.  "This room is easier to sneak out of.  You should have given it to Eden because you know if one of them is going to try and sneak out as a teenager, it's gonna be Ila."

To sum... Ila can be a little... shall we say "difficult"?  BUT!  We wouldn't want her any other way.  She makes life so enjoyable.  She's so funny.  And she KNOWS she's cute and funny and she's constantly hamming it up for us.  She makes us laugh.  She gives THE BEST hugs.  She wraps those little arms around your neck so tight.  She always says "BLESS YOU!" anytime somebody sneezes which I think it the cutest thing ever.  She's brave and adventurous.  She's sweet and cuddly.

She's so happy.  You know, unless she's mad.  Which happens very quickly.  But I'm still gonna go with happy for most of the time.  

She loves the dogs.  When I open the door to go outside, she'll come running and stand in the doorway screaming, "DOGS!  DOGS!  DOGGGGSSSSS!!!" until they come running.

That's her dog, Blue, on the right.  He's a big boy!

She loves books and is constantly getting them off the bookshelf and bringing them to me.  She plops down on my lap and gets sooooo excited that she starts giggling when we start a book.  Then after about one page, she tosses it aside and runs to get a different book and brings that one to me.  And so on and so on.  I'm actually not sure if I've ever made it through an entire book in one sitting with her.

She loves bath time.

She loves shoes.

She loves Elmo.

She loves to run in circles, stomp her feet, and throw herself to the ground.

She loves babydolls.

She loves to swing.

She's my super spirited little girl, and we couldn't imagine life without her!

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Ila - 14 and 15 Months!

Nearly 2 months since my last blog post?  Aye yi yi!

In my last blog post I stated, "I have a thousand different things going on right now, and I'm not on top of any of them!  I have hope though, that one day, I will once again be caught up on stuff, and I will write blog posts - especially these monthly updates - on time!  Because I really do love having this little blog where I can go back and read our little family history."

Obviously I am still not on top of things.

Our Ila Bug is 15 months old!  Can you believe it?  I can't!  Why does time speed up when you have babies?

 Ila at 14 months in December

Ila at 15 months in January

Ila is feisty and wild.  She runs, trying to keep up with Eden.  She's a tornado, destroying my house in the blink of an eye.  She likes to be held upside down, swung around, tossed onto a bed.  She is not capable of sitting still; she is constantly on the move.

Her vocabulary consists of "mama", "cat", "ball", "kick" (which she screams while running around kicking the ball), "day ew" for thank you, "pa" for paci, "ma" for more, and the word she screams the loudest: "GAH" which is short for again.

She stands at my feet, pulls at my legs, and screams "GAH", "GAH", "GAH" every time I set her down from tossing her up in the air or throwing her onto a pillow or swinging her around in circles.  Her little voice is so adorable, and she's always grinning up at me when she's saying it, so of course, she always gets her way.

Girl still loves to eat.  Anything and everything.  We went out for crawfish last Friday, and she went to town on them.  Other than pointing to her cup of water more than usual, the spiciness didn't seem to bother her.  Dustin was super proud.

Besides me, Eden, and Dustin, her favorite person is Pops.  (my grandpa)

For as wild and crazy as she is, when it's time for her to go in her carseat, she is a complete angel.  I guess she is so used to riding around to all of Eden's various activities, and also, since we live out in the country, it takes us a good 25 minutes to drive to a restaurant or the grocery store or wherever, so she's used to it.  But more than that, she seems to like it.  I think her carseat is actually a comforting, safe place for her, and she gets excited whenever I buckle her in.

We have not managed to cut back on paci use at all.

She gives the cutest, softest high-fives.

She loves to kiss people, and the other night, Dustin, Eden and I, spend a good ten minutes sitting on the floor in Eden's room and having Ila kiss all of us.  "Go give Daddy a kiss.  Now give Sissy a kiss.  Give Mama a kiss.  Okay, now kiss Sissy again.  Now Daddy.  Give Mama a kiss now."  She simply just leans over and touches her face to yours and then grins.  It is so cute and sweet and precious and funny, and the other night we just kept going and going and laughing and laughing.

Oh, I totally forgot one of the words she can say now!  A couple of weeks ago, I went to take a picture of Eden and Ila in their matching pajamas, and after Eden said, "cheese", Ila looked at her and then busted out, "CHEEEEEEEEEE!"

We love her to the sun.

 chowin' down on Eden's 4th birthday

Thursday, December 10, 2015

Ila - 13 Months!

Y'all, I am so behind at life right now!  I have a thousand different things going on right now, and I'm not on top of any of them!  I have hope though, that one day, I will once again be caught up on stuff, and I will write blog posts - especially these monthly updates - on time!  Because I really do love having this little blog where I can go back and read our little family history.

Ila is 14 months old today!  So here is her 13 month post...

This month she continued to eat.  A LOT.  Check out these pictures:

One morning, after nursing, Ila ate three scrambled eggs, a carton of yogurt, a bowl of raspberries and handful of cheerios.  Then she saw me hand Eden her Flintstone vitamin and thought she was missing out on some more food and completely LOST IT!

Eating is definitely her favorite thing to do!

She's also still way addicted to her pacifier!  We were trying to cut BACK on pacifier use, but we seem to have gone in the other direction.  She likes to have one in her mouth and one in her hand these days.

She also really enjoys taking all the contents out of all of the drawers and cabinets in the house.  I forgot just how destructive one year olds are!

She is so frickin' adorable.

She is part baby/part mountain goat.  I swear when she enters a room, she takes a quick scan to find the highest peak.  Then she climbs it, and I am forever removing her from the backs of couches and the tops of tables.

She makes us laugh every day.  As Eden says, "Ila is somethin' else!"

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Ila - 12 Months!

Ila turned 13 months old last week.  So this is probably a good time to finally get around to writing her 12 month post!

And it is a good thing that we are done with the laying down monthly pictures because MAN!  That picture was hard to get!


At one year, Ila loves...


Holy crap can this girl put away some food!  As I've mentioned before, Ila is (was) super petite.  At some of her check-ups this past year, she didn't even register on the charts and was in the ZERO percentile. She was never a bad eater... She nursed every few hours when she was a baby, and we never had any problems.  When we introduced baby food, she was content enough to eat it.  But she was never a baby that needed to nurse around the clock or needed tons of baby food to keep her full and happy.  She ate when I offered her food, and when the bowl was empty, she was fine.  I just figured she was a petite thing that wasn't all that interested in food.  Then we introduced TABLE FOOD.  Ila started eating all of the things we were eating.  Like, STEAK and SHRIMP and MACARONI AND CHEESE.  This girl will feed herself piece after piece after piece after piece of steak, and when her tray is empty, she SCREAMS for more.  And even with vegetables... now that I cut them up for her and she feeds them to herself rather than pureeing them for her, she eats and eats and eats.  She eats firsts and seconds and thirds.  She eats until all of the pots are empty and we have no leftovers.  Then I'll give her a couple of pieces of dark chocolate for dessert at night (both my children like DARK chocolate... weird!), and she devours them like she hasn't eaten in five days, when in reality, she just ate more than I did.  I still nurse her when she wakes up in the mornings, and then she can eat a bowl of oatmeal, a whole banana, and two scrambled eggs, and an hour later she's standing at the bottom of her high chair fussing to get in it to eat some more.

Needless to say, the girl is gaining some weight!  At her one year check-up, she weighed 18 pounds, which put her around the 20th percentile.  That's a big jump for someone who wasn't even on the charts a few months ago!

Ila loves...


Of every kind.  She gets so excited about our cats and dogs these days.  She gets to ride on a horse for a few minutes at all of Eden's horseback riding lessons, and she completely freaks out and gasps and kicks her legs in excitement every single time.  Feeding cows with Papa is fun too!  She has no problem feeding a cow a cube right out of her hand.

Ila loves...


She wanders over to the piano multiple times each day to bang around.  On the VERY rare occasion that I ever get to sit down and play a song, she hightails it from wherever she is in the house to come join me bang on the keys and mess up my song.  I usually play one of Pandora's classical music stations in our house throughout the day, and one time a song came on that was solely the piano.  Ila still rushed over to our piano to "play" along.  I love that she can already recognize the piano over the other instruments!

Ila loves...


Enough said.

Ila loves...


Ila goes where Eden goes.  She's actually really, really good at playing by herself.  (Something Eden STILL can't do.)  So when Eden is at school, she's perfectly fine.  But if she SEES Eden or HEARS Eden, it's like a moth to the flame!  She wants to be near her.


She is such a happy little girl - always smiling, always giggling.

She has jussttt enough hair for teeny-tiny ponytails on top of her head.  So teeny-tiny that you can't even see it in this picture because the bow covers it.

She's ticklish.  Oh so ticklish!

She's a mama's girl.  She's better about going to other people than she used to be, but she's happiest when I'm close-by.  (But if you want to be her friend, all you have to do is give her some food, and she'll forget I exist!)

"Mama" is still her only real word.  She already understands so much of what we say to her (for example, if I say, "Ila, do you want more water?", she picks up her cup and hands it to me), but she has no interest in repeating me no matter how hard I try to get her to say "more" or "dog" or whatever.  She just grins at me.

She is finally starting to walk over crawl.  It's been two months since she took her first steps, but it took her a while to choose walking as her main mode of transportation!  I thought she would walk faster because of Eden and wanting to keep up with her, but actually the opposite happened.  She could crawl much faster than walk, so when Eden took off somewhere, she would drop to the floor to speed-crawl after her.  These days she walks more than crawls, though she still crawls some.  I'm not real anxious for her to give up crawling altogether because I know it will make me sad.  It's a slow transition from crawling to walking - at least it has been for both Eden and Ila.  I remember the day it dawned on me that I hadn't seen Eden crawl in two days and how bittersweet that was to know I would never see my little baby crawl again.  So Ila can take her dear sweet time giving crawling up completely.

Also, her walking entertains me.  It's like a teensy little drunk person - arms flailing around, laughing, falling.

Those pictures crack me up.  Ila's goal at Eden's ballet class is to MAKE IT INTO THE ROOM!  So when a girl left the class to go to the bathroom a few weeks ago and left the door open, Ila rushed over.  Then, I kid you not, she turned around and slowly backed into the room as if she was being sneaky.  She was so proud to have made it into the doorway.  She cried so hard when I got her.


It's been a few weeks, but I so enjoyed her birthday and all the days surrounding it.  It was such a sweet few days of remembering.  Remembering driving to the hospital, remembering spending the morning in the hospital room with Dustin, remembering her grand entrance, remembering our first night with her and Eden coming to meet her and our time in the hospital and coming home and placing her in her bassinet for the first time and all that magical stuff!

So now I have a one year old.  And that's so fun and so good and so sad all at the same time!