Monday, December 22, 2014

December Activities

We've been busy, so in one blog post, here is what's up.

Violet playing with packaging...

Lydia's first haircut...

Shepherd's preschool Christmas party...

Violet's first food (unimpressed!)...

Christmas grocery shopping, Violet style...

Shepherd and Lydia staying in from the cold...

Church-ing (this is the best we could do. Seriously.)...

Decorating gingerbread houses!!!...

Hope everyone is having a merry Christmas season!

Sunday, December 21, 2014

We're ready for Christmas Sunday!

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Gensic Babies Doing Tummy Time!

I love comparing my kids' features at similar ages so here I go again!

Shepherd Joseph

Lydia Carol

Violet Beverly

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Look at these!

Remember back when your feet were the coolest thing you had ever seen? That was awesome.

Monday, December 08, 2014

Catch Up

So, if there is one thing I've learned this year, it is this: Blogging consistently is much harder with three children.  I know, excuses, excuses!  But seriously, its hard.

So to make up for a month of silence, here are the ten most important points from the past month.

1.  Lydia has a problem. It's an addiction. An addiction to chocolate. And the Christmas advent calendar is just too much temptation. On December 1st, she snuck an extra 3 candies.  On the evening of December 2nd, I found six candy wrappers tucked behind the couch. On December 3rd, I hung it higher. On December 4th, she put Violet's Bumbo under the calendar, stood on it, and got an extra 2 pieces. The month has continued in a similar pattern. I do not anticipate having any candy left by the 15th.

2. Shepherd has a new post-bath chant. It goes like this: "Running with my private parts, I'm running with my private parts >repeat<." Appropriate. I know.

3. On the top ten list of reasons why I've fallen behind on my blog is Violets stocking. After 5 nights of staying up until midnight, I have Violet prepared for Christmas. She is soooo relieved.

4. So, I am still trying to lose my baby weight. Dieting sucks. But I've discovered the cure. It's called BLACK-HICUT-SKINNY-JEANS. Why have these things not always been in style. I am done with dieting. Last-5-pounds, welcome to my permanent repertoire.

5. Also on the afore-mentioned top ten list (see 3.), I have discovered that preschool homework is the most fun thing ever. Why do adults have to do adult things? Why can't we just cut, color, and paste. In November, we were asked to disguise a turkey so that it wouldn't be caught for Thanksgiving dinner. Here is a picture of mine and Shepherd's turkey in an Easter bunny disguise.

6. Also keeping BJ and I busy is what I like to call musical bedrooms. Basically, it is our constant rearranging of beds and rooms to figure out how to fit five people with different bed times and nap schedules into a 1000 sq. ft. home. Pictures coming soon of our progress on that point.

7. Now seems like a great time to record for posterity's sake a conversation I had with Shepherd while nursing Violet.
               Shep: One day, I'm going to have huge be-be's that have milk.
               Me: No Shepherd. You are a boy, so you will have flat be-be's like your daddy.
               (conversation goes around in similar circles for 5 minutes)
               Shep (in conclusion): So when I grow up, I'm going to have flat be-be's, but I'll really love big be-be's.
              Me: Yeah, Shep. Let's leave it there.

8. Violet spent the entire week of Thanksgiving like this:

Guess how that's going for me since our return.

9. I've been thinking a lot about last December. About how I noticed a baby bump, peed on a stick, and realized that we'd made a big-fat oops. I'm really glad that happened.

10. The number 1 reason on the top ten list of why I've fallen behind blogging is Violet. She isn't overly fussy or hyper, but she does demand conversation ALL DAY LONG. Literally, she wants someone to sit next to her and chat anytime she is awake. Since I know a day is coming when she won't want to talk to me all day, I oblige.