100 days of school

Jenna's class is getting ready to celebrate 100 days of school. She is feverishly counting out 100 crayons in case her first choice of 100 jellybeans does not make it home from the store with Mark tonight. As I am cleaning out her folder , i come across her 100 days book. She wishes for 100 kittens, would not wish for 100 bees. She can lift 100 pencils, cannot lift 100 elephants. On that last page it asks what she would buy with 100 dollars....guess what she wrote....A BABY SISTER! Ummm well...I'm not sure how that would work. Somehow I think baby sisters cost more than $100! It was too cute!

Chicken sandwich

A new menu... in our house we generally eat the same things ...we buy the same things at the grocery store and we crave the same things over and over. Katie has been a different addition to our menu. Shes doesn't really like the normal toddler foods...chicken,fish sticks, pizza, hamburgers. She likes pizza hut pizza though! She prefers rice, corn, anything sweet, cereal and tuna sandwiches if they are circle shaped. It was funny the other day because I got her a Chicken sandwich from Mcdonalds (which Mark had fed her the previous week and she like it because Daddy was eating it). I didn't think she was going to eat it but really didn't want to feed her just fries as she requested. The pics show the progress...

Getting bigger...

It struck me today when I got an email from a newly pregnant friend. My babies are getting bigger. You can have a conversation with all three of them now. Most of the time when they are not killing each other over something trivial I take a breath to appreciate how much easier it is now. Now we carry a little backpack ( even when Katie was a baby) but with Abby I actually had this diaper bag that was like a little suitcase. I kept tylenol, wipes , tons of outfits, you name it. I carted that thing everywhere! With Jenna I had a little bag....now with Katie I'm lucky to remember to take diapers with me. When Abby was a baby I fretted over her falling and crying. I always ran right to her. Now I ask if anyone is bleeding. When Jenna was a baby I worried about her climbing on the play equipment and we bought a scaled down swingset so she wouldn't kill herself following Abby. Now I trust Katie to go down the big slide alone. Some of this sounds funny typing it. Like maybe all the sudden I'm a slacker and don't take care of my kids. It's not that. I still worry. I guess I just realized that it all goes by so fast and one day they won't need me to carry their diapers and watch out for them on the swingset and I want to enjoy it more and worry about the little things less.