Dear Megan

Dearest Meg,

Happy Birthday sweet angel. You're FOUR - I can't believe it. These past four years have been amazing. I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday. After a week long stay in the hospital (because of me, not you), we were both ready to get home and start getting settled. You were such a great baby. You only cried when you were hungry or had a dirty diaper. The first night home from the hospital, you slept for 5 hours - it was perfect. After that, it was six hours a night (every night) for the first five weeks, then you jumped to 8 hours. I couldn't have been happier.

Since then, you have turned into such a sweet little girl. Of course, you have your moments with temper tantrums and attitude, but for the most part you're a sweet girl. You're always willing to help me around the house and you love to clean...which, works out for me because I HATE cleaning. While you may like cleaning, you aren't very good at picking up after yourself! Your play room looks like a tornado lives there.

You are so loving and kind to your friends and family. You adore everyone around you. However, you can be pretty bossy at times. If things aren't going your way, you can get pretty mad. You'll pout for a few minutes, but as the time passes, you are back to your sweet self.

Your imagination is incredible. Since you were about 16 months old, you have had an imaginary puppy, named Puppy. He goes everywhere with us and is always acting up. Most of the time, you handle punishment of Puppy yourself, but sometimes I have to get involved (at your request). On more than one occasion, I have had to scold puppy in public for running off, taking things off shelves, or "biting" you.

Megan, I want you to know that I love you and everything about you. You are my sweet angel!

Love,
Mommy

***Megan over the last year***

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Meg's 4th B-day Celebration

WOW! I can't believe I just wrote 4! Four! Can you believe it? I'm not sure where the past four years have gone. Everyone warned me that time would go by fast, but they didn't tell me it would rush by in a flash.


On Saturday, we celebrated Megan's 4th birthday at Pump It Up. In the past, we've always had her b-day parties at our house, but this year I decided to do it somewhere else. Everyone had a blast at "the inflatable party zone". Including some of the parents.

***Megan sliding down a huge slide***

***The Birthday Girl***

***She was trying to hide from me and the camera***

***She had an absolute blast***

***Almost time for pizza and cake***

***I love this face***

***Such a beautiful smile***
***A singing b-day card***

***She looks so big***

I'm not sure when it happened, but my little girl grew up. I used to be able to glance at her and still see a baby in her face. But, overnight, her "baby face" has seemed to have disappeared. She's so independent now too. Over and over, I hear her say "I'm a big girl, not a baby." I guess she's right. She's growing up and there isn't anything I can do about it. At least she's only 4 and still lets me give her hugs and kisses without being embarrassed. I'm not looking forward to that day.

She will actually turn four on Sunday, August 31st!!! I still can't believe it.

My 200th Post...Memo to Mommy

I love this... (from Parents Magazine, September 2008)
Memo to Mommy:

"Stop freaking out about the mess! There's always time to clean - but how often do we get to make mud pies?"

"Love me, even when I'm naughty. I'll only be this age once."

"Be patient. I do everything for a reason, but I don't know enough words yet to give you an explanation."

"Let me do it. I know you can do it faster and better, but sometimes experience is the best teacher."

"Don't expect too much of me. I want to do what you ask and make you happy, but I'm still little."

"Don't try to reason with me when I'm having a tantrum. Trust me - I can't hear you over my own screaming."

"Keep your promises. It's all about trust. When I'm a teenager, you'll understand why it's so important."

"Don't keep asking me if I've been good. I'm not even sure what that means, but if I was bad, I'd never admit it."

"Don't let me think that you're perfect. I feel a lot better knowing I'm not the only one who makes mistakes sometimes."

"Set limits. I can't actually eat a whole box of cookies - I just want to see if I'd get away with it."

The Story of Little Suzy...

As I was flipping through my Parent's Magazine last week, I came across this advertisement. I couldn't help by laugh as I glanced over it.

Poor Ace...again!!!

A few weeks ago, I wrote about Ace having surgery on his left ear. Well, he had to have the surgery again because the bottom part of his ear "puffed" up. He has always had horrible ear problems, and it seems that he can't shake it. This time around, we put the "lamp shade" on him so he can't scratch his ear. Hopefully this will work.

This "lamp shade" is going to tear my house up. But, if it fixes Ace's ear, it will be worth it. And, I'm sure I'm going to have bruises all over my legs and any other body part that may get in the lamp shade's way. It's not exactly petite!

Poor baby!

A Riddle For You

This is an unusual paragraph. I'm curious as to just how quickly you can find out what is so unusual about it. It looks so ordinary and plain that you would think nothing was wrong with it. In fact, nothing is wrong with it! It is highly unusual though. Study it and think about it, but you still may not find anything odd. But if you work at it a bit, you might find out. Try to do so without any coaching.

Leave you guess as to why the above paragraph is so unusual. I'll post the answer later this week.

Am I FOUR yet?

Meg asks me every day about her age. Trust me, no one is looking forward to the day she turns 4 more than I am! Every morning, the questions about her age, are something like this...

1. Am I four yet?
2. Did I turn four last night?
3. Why does it take so long to turn four?
4. Are you four?
5. Look, I strapped myself into my car seat, I must be four (this is my fault because I told her that as soon as she learned to strap herself in, she would turn four)
6. When do I turn four?
7. Is today my b-day?
8. How much longer until I'm four?
9. Do I turn four today?
10. How old am I?
    

You get the picture. So, we're counting down the days until she turns four. 17 days and counting. Of course, as far as she's concerned, she'll be turning four the day of her b-day party...which is 8 days before her actual party. Hopefully that will stop the questioning! I feel like I'm being interrogated by my 3 (almost 4) year old.

Last Saturday, I took her to get her pictures taken at Target. I'm really excited about how they turned out. The entire photo shoot took less than 10 minutes. The photographer at Target really knows how to keep Meg's attention.

Wordless Wednesday

Dance or Soccer???

Anyone who knows me, knows that I'd rather have Meg play soccer than take dance. That being said, I had made the decision to put her in soccer this fall. However after all the dancing she's been doing lately, and the joy I see on her face while she's doing it, we've decided to put her in a dance class. (Darla - where do you take Brylie? Is it a step in time?).

Meg is so excited about it that she can hardly keep quiet about it.

Yesterday, I took Megan over to her grandparents house to spend the day and night with them. When she arrived home today, this is how she was dressed...

This outfit was Aunt Stacy's when she was a little girl. Meg informed me that Nawnaw said she can sleep in it. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow morning when I have to get it off her so she can go to day care. I'm already having a fight with her about putting her swimsuit on for swimming lessons.

And here is the rest of the story

The second post about the Jordan/Ramsey First Annual Family Vacation...

Saturday morning, after we all got up and out of bed, we had a quick breakfast, then started getting ready for the day. We packed lunches, coolers, and bags full of sunscreen, sunglasses, hats, and other things we'd need while we were on lake.

Poppy, Ruth, Taylor, Megan and I went to pick up the boat that we had rented for the entire day. We were able to pick it up at 10:00. Meg was so excited about her first boat ride. Of course, because I had made such a big deal about it, she didn't want me to take any pictures...but that didn't stop me. It's not the best picture (she's mad that I'm taking it) but it will have to do.

We picked up the boat and headed back to the dock to pick up the rest of the family and all of our "stuff". Our "stuff" included, a beach bag for each family, towels for each person, three coolers, a small soft cooler, and a few floaties. We definitely weighted down the boat. After loading everything up, we headed out for the day. By boat, it was about a 1 hour ride over to Hell's Gate. Possum Kingdom is such a gorgeous lake. The houses are amazing, so we didn't mind the ride. Plus, we were able to relax and soak up some sun on the way. We were all so excited to get to Hell's Gate. We were excited about dropping in our anchor and floating around all day. Imagine our surprise when we discover that our boat didn't have an anchor. Yep, you read right. We had driven an hour to get to Hell's Gate to hang out and float only to find out that we don't have an anchor.

I wasn't very happy, so I called on our radio back to the dock we rented the boat from and calmly told them that we didn't have an anchor. Much to my disappointment, they didn't have any boats or jet skis (they claimed this anyway) that they could bring up an anchor with. So, Kyle pulled the boat for a while to keep it from drifting into any other boats, but as you can imagine - that got tiring real quick. So, at least one of us stayed in the boat to drive circles around the others who were floating...not exactly what we had envisioned for our first day at Hell's Gate. All things considered, we still had an amazing time. And, I might mention that they gave us a discount after the bitch in me came out :)

Here are a few pictures of the happy families that went with us :)

The day turned out to be a great success, minus our anchor mishap. And, we knew that we needed to make sure we had an anchor on the boat when we picked it up Sunday. Live and learn.

Stay tuned for Sunday's adventures :)

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