Someone is Excited . . . December 13, 2010
Posted by Emily in : Princess Hannah , 1 comment so farPart of Hannah’s prayer from last night:
“Dear Heavenly Father, we’re thankful that all the people in the world can make choices and we’re thankful for that. I’m thankful that I can go to rehearsal and that I can be in the Nutcracker.”
Here she is with the three girls who dance as “Clara” in the Nutcracker. (There are three casts.) We attended “Clara’s Tea Party” and enjoyed a light lunch, fun craft, and listened to Drosselmeyer tell the story of the Nutcracker with a thick German accent. Hannah was starstruck with the dancers . . . SO CUTE!
Nutcracker 2010 December 10, 2010
Posted by Emily in : Christmas, Princess Hannah, Utah , 6commentsHannah was invited to join the cast of the Nutcracker! She is the youngest member, playing the part of the littlest part girl during the opening scene.
She practically exploded from every cell in her body when David told her she was invited to be a part of the cast. The Nutcracker is by audition only, ages seven and up. Hannah was SUPER disappointed to hear they didn’t take four year olds . . . but apparently, they need one! She is beyond thrilled, and we are excited for her too!
Get your tickets today! Hannah will be performing on Friday night, December 17th, 2010. The performance is at Covey Center For The Arts on Center Street in Provo.
It will be WORTH it! Live Orchestra! Professional ballet company dancers!
HANNAH WILL BE DELIVERING THE PERFORMANCE OF A LIFETIME! :)
Buy your tickets at Covey Center For The Arts here!
Visit to Santa . . . Round One December 9, 2010
Posted by Emily in : Christmas, Daily Life, Little Man Dallin, Photography, Princess Hannah , 2commentsHello. I’m here. :)
This last week has been full of fun things, and each night I have gone to bed DOG TIRED.
I know my “busy” week is typical for many moms every week, and all I have to say is, “How do you do it?!”
Before I start driveling about my life, and all the miscellaneous things happening, let’s just talk about our unplanned visit to Santa last week.
We took the the kids to the Festival of Trees in Sandy so they could ooh, and aah over all the beautiful trees, decorations, and kids singing and dancing, and to eat some fresh scones.
Well, all of that happened as planned, except the scones part . . . switch that with visiting Santa.
You see, this was not our first trip to the Festival of Trees and I remembered VERY VIVIDLY how LONG the line was to sit on Santa’s lap from previous years. The line was looooong people . . . like Disneyland long.
So . . . as you can imagine, I didn’t want to waste our time visiting Santa while we PAID money to see trees and such. What a waste of time and money, I thought, when we could just drive across the street to the mall and visit another Santa FOR FREE.
Anyhoo . . .
Hannah ALSO remembered that Santa LOVED visiting the Festival of Trees in Sandy, and you know what? When your child asks for something 101 times in a five minute period of time, YOU DO IT. ANYTHING.
Luckily, we got there early and there was virtually no line, but unfortunately, I was not prepared to take a cute picture of the kids with Santa and I pulled out the iPhone to recored this memory.
Ugh. It’s better than nothing, but just sub-par quality at the same time.
Naturally, Hannah jumped right up and rattled off a list of everything she could think of . . . including a scooter for the SECOND year in a row . . . (Sorry kid, not this year AGAIN.)
Dallin didn’t want any part of it . . . except for the candy canes to which he helped himself.
Moral of this story? I need to get a good travel size camera that will produce good snap shot pictures for the unplanned moments.
The other moral of this story? Sometimes what you set out to do is not what you end up doing, and if you’re flexible, you might enjoy Plan B more than Plan A.
Hey wait a minute . . . that last moral sort of sounds like my life!
I’m still wanting a cute picture of my kids with Santa, so we will go to the mall soon for round two to visit the Jolly Old Elf.
P.S. If I ever have $20,000 + to throw around to charities, I plan to buy a beautiful tree from the festival. Just sayin’.
Merry Christmas! December 2, 2010
Posted by Emily in : Christmas, Family , 5commentsHello friends,
No More Dumb Binkie December 1, 2010
Posted by Emily in : Little Man Dallin , 3commentsDallin is one cool kid. Really. Not an opinion, it’s a fact. Let me divulge . . .
My Little Man has been attached to his dumb binkie since he was born. It was fabulous in the beginning, TRUST ME. But after he stopped screaming ALL DAY and ALL NIGHT when he turned seven months old, the binkie really needed to go.
But, it stayed.
It was his buddy at nap time and bed time. He loved that dumb thing and because it kept him happy, comforted, and quiet, we let it slide. Who cares if your kid takes a binkie, right?
Well, I don’t care, but I hate how it jacks up teeth and how it becomes a sleep crutch. I also didn’t really love being beckoned in the middle of the night by a little voice from the other room saying, “Mommy! BINKIE! I NEED IT! HELP!”
Clearly, a child that can articulate his exact needs does not need a binkie.
But . . . it stayed, and night, after night, after night, I would retrieve that dumb binkie that had somehow jumped out his his crib specifically to drive me crazy.
A few weeks ago, I was putting Dallin to bed and I had no intentions of taking the dumb binkie away on that particular night. Dallin was snuggled in my arms, all darling and such, sucking on that dumb binkie and I told him, “You can’t have this dumb binkie forever. You’re a big boy now. Big boys don’t need binkies. You need to give that up soon.”
I left it at that. I had no expectations. I simply wanted to give the kid some “pre-warning” to ease into the idea that the dumb binkie was not a permanent member of our family.
Honestly, not even two seconds later, Dallin looked up at me with his darling chocolate eyes, pulled that dumb binkie out of his mouth and said, “Here you go mommy.”
Just like that, he voluntarily GAVE me his dumb binkie. The same dumb binkie he cried over when it fell out of his crib. THAT BINKIE.
Shocked, I took the dumb binkie (and four others sitting in his crib) and hid them immediately. Then he went to bed. WITHOUT HIS DUMB BINKIE.
It has been almost a month now since he went cold turkey. He did ask for it a few times during the first few days, but he knew it was “all gone” and that was that.
Remember when we took Hannah’s dumb binkie away? It was like we CUT OFF HER ARM and she went on, and on, and on about it for MONTHS. Having a boy and a girl has made things crystal clear: girls think emotionally and boys think rationally.
On a different note, a couple of nights ago, Dallin allowed me to tweeze the boogers out of his nose. He sat there, still as a stuffed animal, waiting patiently for me to tweeze out some stubborn boogers. I was in shock. Heck, I don’t think I’d allow myself to do that to me! Dallin is so chill. LOVE THAT BOY.
He started showing interest in the potty recently, so we bought him a Lightning McQueen training toilet that revvs when you flush it. HE LOVES IT.
Well, he loves to sit on it fully clothed. :) A few days ago, I found him hiding and could smell a little package in his pants. I asked him, “Dallin? Don’t you want to sit on Lighting McQueen when you go poopie?”
And you know what his reply was? ”NO!” When I asked him why, he said, “BECAUSE! I WANT TO HIDE!”
OK, point well taken.
Here are my favorite sayings lately:
“I go with us?”
“I want to need that!” (Me too buddy. I want to need a lot of things too. It justifies purchases!)
“I had it first!”
“I hold you mommy?!” (All time favorite. I can’t bring myself to correct his English on this one!)
