Way to Make a Mom Proud

It's the little things that can make a mom (or dad) excited. Tonight Kyla used her potty for the first time. Moira sat beside her and showed her how to clench her fists and make grunting noises. I'm not sure if it helped, but it kept Kyla entertained. I'm hoping that this little triumph will encourage Kyla to want to sit on the potty more often and not just to eat My Little Pony fruit snacks!

Last week Moira had a math test and she got 98/100. It was such a thrill to see how well she is doing at school. 

I'm definitely a proud mom! (Even if I am mean!)

Happy Birthday, Kyla!

Today is Kyla's second birthday.  I spoke to my dad yesterday for his birthday and he said that it felt strange that she was only two. He said that it felt like she has always been around. It's true. I can barely remember what it was like before she was born, but at the same time I can't believe that she is two. My baby!!! I guess she hasn't been a baby for a long time.  She has so much character and is a joy to be around. She has changed and grown so much this past year. I love to watch her explore her world. 

Kyla had a ladybug theme for her birthday. Not a very good one for this time of year because finding anything ladybug was difficult. I did a lot of improvising. I made a ladybug cake and some cupcakes that were red with black spots. Moira and I decorated some red balloons to look like ladybugs, but other than that, we didn't have anything else. That's one good thing about Kyla being two - she doesn't really care too much. 

Kyla got lots of neat stuff for her birthday including a Mrs. Potatoe Head, a cute doll that plays music, a magnetic drawing board and a track for racing cars on. She is one lucky little girl!

Mean Mom

I was relating this story to my friend Amanda yesterday and she urged me to write about it on my blog to share with all of you. 

A few weeks ago I asked Moira to clean her room. (OK, I was nagging her. I get more response out of a brick wall sometimes.) She came and sat on the couch and watched me wipe down the living room floor. Out of the blue she says, "I think you're mean." I wanted to bust out laughing, but I kept a straight face and asked her why she thought I was mean. She informed me that I was mean because I made her clean her room even when she didn't want to. She told me that when she grew up she would never be mean like me and make her kids clean their rooms. Yeah right! We'll just wait and see about that.

Another time while I was pregnant with Liam, Kyla had pulled all of the magnets off of the fridge and tossed them all under the kitchen table. I wanted to mop the floor so I asked Moira if she could please crawl under the table and get the magnets for me. After she had picked them up she said to me in the nicest possible way, "I feel just like Cinderella!"

Ma Wee Man...

...isn't so wee anymore. He went in for his 2 month check up yesterday and he weighed 12 lbs and was 23" long (from 6lbs 12oz, 18 1/2" at birth). After the pediatrician finished examining Liam she laid him on his tummy while we chatted. He didn't like that too much and rolled over on to his back. That was the first time he had ever done that. I guess he just needed the proper motivation! 

Missing Tooth

Moira lost her first tooth tonight. It had been loose for a little while and the big tooth was already coming up behind the baby tooth. She is very glad that she lost her tooth today because then the tooth fairy will come tonight and leave her money so she will have something to spend tomorrow at the flea market. Does anyone know what the going rate for a tooth is these days?

Skye's Birthday

Skye would've been three years old today. I think about her every day. I remember holding her in my arms and kissing her good-bye. I wonder what she would be like. Would she be cheeky and lively or quiet and relaxed? What would she have wanted to dress up as for Halloween? Would she be a daddy's girl? What colour would her eyes and hair be now? I will always have a hole in my heart for her. No amount of love could fix it. I think of her as my newly born son cries and I mail out invitations to my third daughter's birthday party. Two lives that never would have existed if Skye had lived. It's all so bittersweet. 

These photos are what's left of my little girl. The box holds her things, including stuff that I collected for her, the quilt I made for her to sleep with and gifts that family members had sent. The box is in the living room and I put family photos on top of it because she is a part of our family. I feel that she should still be included in our daily lives. 

My Boy

Isn't he getting so big? For a lark, I weighed him on our home scale and he already weighs 11.5 pounds. I couldn't believe it. He is a solid little boy. The girls stayed so petite, but Liam is growing in leaps ad bounds. When I told him to slow down, he just smiled at me.