Today in School I Learned . . .

God's son had a first lunch because the people know that his blood was going to fall out for our sins.
Reesi

Weekend at Mimi's and Papoo's

This weekend Reesi and I went up to Indiana with Julie and Jason. Reesi could not contain her excitement. Unfortunately, she woke up Friday and threw up. The first thing she said was "Do I still get to go to Mimi's?" Luckily, she was done throwing up by 8:00 that morning and we still made the trip. Saturday we dressed her up and went to try to get a Christmas card picture. Reesi did a great job and Jason, the self-proclaimed set director, found some awesome places for pictures. Here are a few that probably won't make it onto the Christmas card.

Might as Well Face it, She's Addicted to Candy

Happy here because she was getting ready to go trick-or-treating for candy.

Sad here because she couldn't eat candy for dinner.

Halloween is no longer one of my favorite holidays. It is simply not worth the battle over the candy. Reesi is and has been for a while addicted to candy. She woke up the morning after Halloween and began searching for her candy immediately. That evening Reesi and I came to blows over the Halloween candy. I, being the horrible mean mom, would not let her eat candy for dinner. I know, totally unreasonable of me. Reesi decided to fight back. She ran to her new hiding place in the corner behind her bed and sat. I don't know how long it took me to realize it was so quiet in the house, but I knew where she was. I went to find her.




She claimed she was never coming out until I let her eat candy for dinner. I called her on her bluff, said okay, and walked away. Reesi would then call me back in there and she would reiterate how she was not coming out. This went on a couple times until she realized the battle was over and she was defeated.




Luckily, now the sweets are gone for good and I am so excited to move on to Thanksgiving and Christmas, which are much better holidays in my book.

Reesi at 4.5

Reesi . . .

-loves to sing, usually her own songs that she made up that make little sense.

-tells everyone she sees, whether she know them or not, that "Did you know my mama's having a baby? A real baby!"

- is pretty much a cry baby. We are down to crying about 3-4 times a day, but we are working on it.

-Cannot wait to be a big sister.

-loves to play with Polly Pockets.

-only wants to wear dresses and loves to put on make-up.

-loves her mama more than anyone.

-ends up in our bed at night many times a week, but I love the cuddling.

-is addicted to candy.

-loves her silver shoes.

-has become quite the drawer and practices writing her letters all the time.

-still loves Andy the most, but can sleep with another stuffed animal if Andy is forgotten at

Jenny's.

-is 4 and 1/2, not 4 according to her.

-loves doing tricks with her daddy on the mattress in our loft.

-weighs about 30 pounds and is still pretty short.

-does a pretty cute booty shake.

-is soooo loved and gets lots of kisses and hugs every day.

Pumpkin Carving is Disgusting

We finally got around to carving our pumpkin. Reesi was not interested in helping me remove all the guts. She adamently protested saying it was disgusting. I think I agree. It may not be the most elaborate pumpkin, but it was drawn by Reesi and carved my me. She then went back and drew hair. She was thrilled with the result. We immediately lit a candle and put it on the porch. Reesi yelled to the neighborhood to look at her pumpkin. She can't wait to show it off to trick-or-treaters tomorrow night.

Titan-Up

We had a great view of these guys from our seats.

Larry and I both had on about four layers of clothes. It was a little cold.

Monday night Larry and I spontaneously got tickets to the Titans game and we could turn them down. The seats were unbelievable and it was such an exciting night. Titan-Up!

Sweet Nothings in my Ear

Last night Reesi woke up in the middle of the night and wanted me to lay with her. I climbed in, rolled over, and faced the wall. A couple minutes later I felt a little hand rubbing my arm and then she quietly said, "Mama, we'll always be together." It was the sweetest. I hope she is right.

Cooking with Daddy