Wednesday Woes

1. This past weekend we hit the corn maze with Sophia for the second year in a row. Last year it was 80 degrees. This year it was a muddy mess. Sure enough Soph slipped on some mud, hit the ground, and yelled "Holy SMOKES, lets just get outta here!"

2. My friend Jenny emailed me at work today to tell me about the deal of all deals at theGreenbrier, $59 rooms! Rooms at that joint are normally $275 a night! But for a few dead weekends in November, December, January, and February they are doing a Tribute to the Virginias . So if you are from West Virginia or Virginia you can get a sweet deal. Jenny opted for a weekend in February but we can't go then because tax season starts rolling in February. So we are going in January sans Sophia B. Carr.

3. I can not even explain the frustration I've had with the Happiest Place on Earth this past week. More than 60 days in advance, almost EVERY character breakfast, lunch, and dinner, is booked up at Disney World. Such crap! What's even crappier is that their reservation system. It doesn't require a credit card or anything to reserve a time. So I'm guessing that turds just jump on the site and book any and everything, "just in case."

4. For the 1st time evah we are going to have some family photos taken. They aren't until February because the photographer was all booked up but that gives me plenty of time to find the perfect clothes and maybe loose some junk in the trunk. It's time. I want to remember how we are right now. Sophie and her crazy 3 year old, going on 4, self is the perfect time. AndRuthie Mae Cooper is the perfect photographer for us! I think we are going to do an urban session downtown.

5. Miss Stella is growing like a weed! 26 pounds already and only getting bigger. She's sleeping through the night which is SWEET. Lord, sounds like I'm talking about a newborn!

6. Oh I forgot this one. It's official, Sophia is OBSESSED with weddings and getting married. She discusses HER wedding all.the.time. Apparently she's having a pink cake that she's going to smash in her husband's face. A white dress with flowers on it. A veil. And candy WITH peanuts so other people can have them. Isn't that thoughtful, ha! She also says that she is going to marry a little boy in her class named Aiden. I don't think Aiden is aware of this. But the best part is that she was overheard chatting with some girls at school while waiting for the bathroom that she was, "falling in love." Can you believe that! I wish we would have never taken her to my cousin's wedding a few months ago! And where did she learn about "falling in love?!"

Ok I think I have to stop there. That just blows my mind. I hope that Steven is starting to save for his daughter's wedding because it sounds like its going to be quite the event!

43 Months

Dear Sophia,

I'm on time this month! That's pretty impressive considering that I've slacked off in the blogging department. This month you've been interested in toilet humor. Seriously. Everyone is a poopy head these days. Or a poop stink, poopy butt, or poop nasty. And yes poop starts with the letter P. As does, pee and puke. I think this all got kick started when your daddy sang you a nice little number that goes something like this, "when you're sliding into first and you feel something burst, diarrhea!" Lovely isn't it?! You see I don't think your daddy realized how much you love singing and how you inherited that trait from yours truly. We can hear a song just a few times at it IS on. No matter the song.

Case in point, one glorious fall day in 1983, when your mama was in kindergarten, I walked in the door singing a song that goes, "there once was a man named Bill, who swallowed a dynamite pill, his chest expired, his arse backfired, and his, "gonads" (edited for grandmas) blew over the hill." You see GiGi, was unaware Pappaw Rocky had sung that little number and that it fell upon my cute little 5 year old ears. So when she came to pick me up from school that day, Mrs. Debbie pulled her aside and said, "do you know what Kimberly sang today?" I'm sure my mother, your Gi, wanted to crawl in a hole and die. Luckily, the word was out about Pappaw Rocky's antics so everyone knew that GiGi was an innocent victim.

I'm not exactly sure why I'm telling you this. Maybe it's because I now find it completely hilarious. Or I'm just preparing myself for you to go to school one day and sing the diarrea song, or worse!

So other than the toilet humor you've been a busy bee this month. We went on a little mini va-cay with Pappaw Rocky. All I'll say about that little trip is that Pappaw Rocky doesn't understand the significance of letting a 3 year old push the button on the elevator. You've spent a weekend with Grammy and PapPap and had a sleep over with Zachary. Before you went on this visit you told me that, "Zachary and Tyler and better not talk, or snore, and keep you up all night or you would, not be a happy camper!" I'm guessing that Zachary isn't a snorer because you ended up having a blast.

We have lots more to look forward to this month, especially Trick or Treat night. And you already know that Christmas is around the corner. I have a feeling that Christmas with an almost 4 year old this year is going to be magical. We can't wait to see how it all goes down.

With love,

the Man from Nantucket, I mean, your mama.

A "Different" Use for Chapstick

Note to the Sophia reading this 20 years from now. I'm sorry but some things are just too good not to memorialize in writing. So just laugh and smile and know that when you were 3 years old, your mom and dad loved you more than anything. And you provided us with hours of pure comedic entertainment.

So a few days ago, around bed time, we were all sitting in the living room playing with Stella. Abruptly, you jump up and claim that your butt is itching. Being the concerned parents that we are we tell you that you need to learn how to wipe better and not to worry you would be getting a bath in 10 minutes.

You disappear from the room, walk back in and say, "don't worry about it guys, I put some of Daddy's ChapStick on it and it doesn't hurt any more."

Classic. Daddy did thank you for telling him that it was his ChapStick that you used for your home remedy.

Child what are we going to do with you!

Ten On Tuesday

1. It's not even October 1 and I'm thinking Christmas! How sad is that?! But the reason is because yesterday my mom found the Barbie Jeep that I wanted to get Soph for Christmas on sale! SCORE!

2. And that Barbie Jeep is just about all she's getting. I'm not sure if I've mentioned it but we are going to Disney World the week before Christmas! So instead of sunning on the beaches of Mexico for our anniversary, we'll be riding "It's a Small World." Steven has a conference at Disney World so Little Bit, me, AND GiGi are tagging along! We'd be crazy not to go. But believe it or not, I want to drive down there, which might question my sanity. But I'm just freaked out about not having a car. What if I want to go to the Outlets, or McDonalds, or Sea World. Sophie is usually a champ on car trips so I don't see it being an issue.

3. I've decided that spitefulness is an inherit boxer trait. Stella will have an accident and pee RIGHT IN FRONT of us, get in trouble, and then pee RIGHT IN FRONT OF US. It's like she's telling us to kiss her a-double-s. The girl will hold it practically all night long so I'm chalking it up to her being a turd at heart. We start puppy training with the folks who train a lot of the police K9s around here. When I told the lady that we had a boxer puppy, she laughed. And said, that she's never met one yet that wasn't a suborn hard head.

4. Oops almost forgot, we are heading to Pigeon Forge this weekend with PapPaw Rocky. Now this should be quite the trip. I don't think my dad has spent 24 hours with a 3 year old in over 25 years. Bwhahahhaha, he has NO clue what he's in for but this little jaunt was his idea. I've never been to Pigeon Forge and this is a short trip. I know we'll be hitting Dollywood and how knows what else. Probably the interstate to come back home after!

5. The Amazing Race is back on TV! YAY!!!!!! I love that show more than anything. I told Steven the other night that watching it is the most stressful hour of my week! I'm on edge the ENTIRE time. But I love it! And I'm loving the two dudes from the Harlem Globetrotters. What is it about Globetrotters that just make people smile. Even the host of the show is grinning like a fool when those dude step up to the pit stops. Remember when the Globetrotters did a guest appearance on Scooby Doo? They'll be coming to Charleston in January, maybe I should go.

6. I finished the Sookie Stackhouse/True Blood books and now I'm on to Dan Brown's new book AND the second book of the Hunger Games. Man did I love those True Blood books. Now I need to watch the first season of the show!

7. I've given up on trying to find a "crooked hat" for Sophie's witch costume. Kid is just gonna have to deal with the fact that she's going to have a pointy hat.

8. We went to a midget league football game on Sunday to watch my cousin's little boy play. As we were walking back from the concession stand for the 3rd time Steven says to Sophie, "did you see the Winfield cheerleaders over there, you can do that next year." My child says, "nah, I want to do THAT!" And points to the football field. The entire way home she kept saying, "hey daddy did you seem them tackling each other out there!" I'm saying right now, that my tiny little daughter is NOT going to play football. Jesus Christ what is wrong with that child! But here she is practicing her touchdown dance:

9. I'm on the hunt for THE ugliest Christmas sweater that i can possibly find for my husband because I'm bound and determined to have an ugly Christmas sweater party this year. A light up Rudolph sweater might be kind of cool. But Steven had more of a "cousin Eddie" look in mind. You know, thin white v-neck sweater with a black dickie underneath. I didn't even know they sold dickies any more but apparently I have an uncle who is a fan so my aunt said she could hook him up!

10. We saw Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs last weekend. Sophie had to point out that it was not anything like the book (a girl after my own heart)! More importantly, guess what movie they previewed that's coming out in 2010. The SMURFS!

42 Months

Dear Sassy-er-I mean Sophie,

I know that I've dropped the ball on these monthly letters. Every month your month birthday comes along and I have every intention of writing but then time gets away from me. And truthfully there hasn't been to much to report. You are reaching the age where changes are coming gradually. You aren't doing monumental things like walking and talking in complete sentences.

That's not to say you've been boring. You've been anything but boring. You can ask more questions in a 5 minute period than the contestants on an entire episode of Jeopardy. Totally strange and bizarre questions. The other day you must have over heard me talking to someone about a gastro-scope. The next day, I'm pounded with question after question. "Mommy are you going to the doctor to have a camera put in your belly?" "Will they leave the camera in your belly." "If there is a baby in your belly, would the baby see your camera?"

And speaking of babies, I can NOT for the life of me figure out a way to explain to you why you weren't at our wedding. I've just giving up on that one because you end up getting ticked off and yelling at me for not taking you to Puerto Rico. Because didn't I know that you would loooove Puerto Rico! So sue me for not making you a bastard.

We started gymnastics back up this month. We are trying a new gym since the one we went to last year didn't have a class right after I got off work. So far you aren't a fan. You miss your old teachers and the entire place is different. Once you get out on the floor you are in your element and you have a blast. But the entire ride you whine that your belly hurts or that your leg hurts. It's going to be a long winter!

Halloween, my favorite holiday is right around the corner! For months and months you've wanted to be a witch. A witch with a crooked hat and a crooked broom. I found the crooked broom but the crooked hat is causing a problem. I've got 40 days to make you think that crooked hats SUCK and only lame witches wear crooked hats. Where you even got in your mind that a witch costume required a crooked hat and broom is beyond me.

In your 42 month of life you became the co-owner of a puppy. You love her lots. But as I watch you with her I can tell that your love for her is no where near the same as it was for Oscar the Boxer. Stella is like your annoying little sister. Oscar was your protective older brother. I guess both are love but different kinds of love and nothing can change that.

So happy 42 month Sophie B Carr. Next month I'll get this sucker up on time!

Rocking your Mountaineer Leotard! Purchased my yours truly for a whole $8.

In Case You Haven't Heard...

...we are a family of four once more! Yes, we are that crazy. And yes, she is the most adorable thing on the planet. And yes, she is going to be gigantic!

Introducing Miss Stella Rosa Carr!

The Damn Dam

So Little Bit was in the bathtub this evening splashing and playing around. I was in the bedroom and I heard her drop something and say, "ah damn it!" NICE. But what was nicer was the little conversation we had when I went into the bathroom...

Me- "Sophie you really shouldn't say that it's not very nice."

Soph- "So I can't say damn it?"

Me- "No I'd rather you not. Your great grandmother might frown upon it."

Soph-"So only big people can say damn it?"

Me- "Yes, only big people and you said it again so quit."

Soph- "But I'm not "saaaayin damn it," I'm just telling you that I can't say damn it."

Me- "Seriously child did Johnnie Cochran come back reincarnated in your little body?"

Soph- "Can he say damn it?"

Me- "Oh damn it just get out of the tub!"

I could not could the number of times that we have had conversations exactly like this. Usually, just out of the blue she'll say, "momma, we can't can't shit can we?" Or "shut-up isn't nice to say is it."

And people have the chutzpah to ask us when we are going to have another kid. I think we are all stocked up with kid here!