Friday, December 30, 2005

90 miles an hour

Isn't that how we all live our lives? At 90 MPH? I feel like I run from early morning to late at night with no stopping for breaks! But would I be as happy if I was running slower? Who's to know?

The kids are still with us and it is looking very positive that we may get to adopt them. Christmas was insane. What a fun time! I can't believe all the gifts they got. Everyone got them a gift! We decided to hold some back for good rewards later.

Fina is a ball! She's 2 1/2 and very typically 2 1/2. Everything's about her - and shouldn't it be? We've started a new phase (I call it hell - lol) where she screams when she's frustrated instead of telling us what she wants or doesn't want. Ah, the joys of parenting... But the joyful part is that she has the best sense of humor. We were teaching her the difference between little and big and asked her what Lacy says (Lacy's our friend's very small beagle). Appropriately, Fina responds "woof, woof" in a tiny voice. Then I asked her what Haley (our large German Shep mix) says. Fina (totally deadpan) says "Who let the dogs out? Woof, woof, woof, woof" in a super loud bluesy voice. We all just cracked up - now she's doing it all the time.

Simon's my babydoll. He's almost 7 months old now. There's nothing more depressing than watching time fly while your baby is growing so darn fast. We got him a Pack 'n Play playpen diaper changing combo thingy. When I change his diaper, I often lean over and kiss his cheeks. He smiles so big and laughs out loud. What a sweet, sweet sound that is. What a heartbreak (but in a good way)...

Jeff leaves for a month in Ireland on the 3rd. I shall probably go insane by the time he returns. Prozac here I come... It happens to be our busy time at Fellowship Tech as well. Why wouldn't it be? Yieee! But like Gloria Gaynor, I will survive. And onward, full speed ahead.