Catch Up

                   The past two months have been full of silliness and sickness.  December was filled with colds, tonsil infections, and preparing for Christmas.  January was filled with the flu, colds, and my birthday.  I thought we had finally been through our last bout of sickness.  Everyone was feeling good.  Noses had finally stopped running.  Emme's cough was gone.  Then I hurt my back.  It was our usual morning routine, showers first.  Emme always sits wrapped in a towel till she feels warm.  She hates being cold and refuses to dress till she feels warm.  I wrapped Livi in a towel and picked her up to put her on the bed to get her dressed.  Matt was doing dishes in the kitchen.  When I picked Livi up something popped in my back and I fell to floor screaming.  I know even in pain the Lord was looking out for Livi.  Where I was standing and how I feel she should have gone head first into our fan and foot board of our bed.  She was fine others then scared for mommy.  Matt had to help me into bed.  And for two days I couldn't get around with out his help.  For a week I had to use a walker.  (His parents had one.  It's wayne's mom's)  It is on the mend but it is taking a lot of time.   We also had a lot of family illness. Matt even got to take the girls to church by himself on Sunday.  He told me he feels my pain.  Since I go most Sundays by myself because of his work schedule. We both found out that a member of each family is battling cancer.  So a lot of people have been included in our prayers. 
     There has been a  lot of great stuff that has been happening too.  Emme is now officially in primary.  She is loving her class.  I think she enjoys singing time because of the music.  But she is at the stage where she would rather make up her own lyrics then learn the correct ones.  Her cousin Emma was the same at this age.  Her tantrums have decreased.  We are down to maybe two a week.  She pronounces she needs a time out and goes off to her room.  She returns a few minutes later saying she is happy.  She has become a little hoarder.  She carries everything around in her purse.  Matt told her she was a hoarder and told him "No I am Emme Losser"  She wants to know the far end of everything.  She is nearly completely potty trained.  She is down to a diaper at bedtime.  She is such a heavy sleeper we have a hard time getting her up at night to go.  But we are getting there.  She is such a happy child who enjoys decorating me and her dad with stickers.  And helping in the kitchen. She is obsessed with dress up and being a pirate and a super hero.
    Livi is beginning to talk.  This was about the time Emme started.  She loves to say No, and mine.  Though she says Emme, Mama, Dada, Milk, water, juice, Love you and many more.  If she can't say the word she points or goes and get what she wants.  She is quick to copy what ever Emme is doing no matter if it is good or bad.   She has become a stuffie kid.  Emme never was.  But Livi has to have one constantly.  She has a doll that is her baby.  She carried her every where and has to have her at bedtime.  She has graduated from her high chair to a chair at the table.  She insists that Emme must sit by her.  Which is not the greatest idea.  They have figured out how to sword fight with their spoons.  She loves music and dancing.  She even dances in her chair.  Though she has started the terrible twos.  She gets mad if she doesn't get what she is after and will hit or flop on the floor crying a tearless cry.  I send her to her room but half the time she spanks her self and goes back to playing. Not sure where she got the idea to do that.  We do spank but only when time outs have failed.  

"I am a Flower"

A normal smile pic with out a dirty look very rare

Emme loves playing on my kindle

Making a train out of fruit snacks

Snack before church

Emme loves playing with buckets

I can't go anywhere with out my baby

Dress up with attitude

   We are waiting for spring to come but the snow keeps showing up.  We are ready for the air quality to get better.  The air here in the winter is horrible and not good to breath.  I am ready for the warmth and the sun.  I know the girls and Matt are ready for some adventures.  I am praying for spring.