Baby Jacob

My new nephew was born a week ago today.  He got his holidays confused and instead of being born just after Valentine’s Day, he was born Christmas Eve.  Since his sister was born 9 wks early, we weren’t shocked to have his early arrival.  I was able to see him shortly after he

Gift for Santa

Last night, Gerrit asked me for a paper that he could cut.  I gave him one and he proceeded to carefully cut it into 2 strips.  He brought one over and asked me to fold it into a square for him and then he went and taped the ends down to keep it that way. 

Then he brought it back to me and said “This is for Santa, so he won’t be sad when he comes and there’s nothing for him”  What a sweet boy!  I was so proud of him for thinking about Santa’s feelings instead of thinking about what he might be getting.  It won’t be the nicest thing that Santa ever got but it might have the most love attached to it.

The Mighty B

Emma started cheerleading back in September.  We originally took her to the local class but after being disappointed in the coach, we decided to drive her the 30 min to another city.  It might seem bizarre to some people but the coach out there is great and we figured if we could get a bad coach or a good coach for the same amount of money, why wouldn’t we take her to the good one?

Emma had her very first competition on Dec 14.  She did great and her team did too!  Here’s the video of them.  Be nice, they’re 4,5 & 6.  Emma is in the 3rd row and 3rd back.

Her team is the Middleville/Otsego team.  Here are the results

The Socializer

I happened upon a website, typealyzer,  that analyzes your blog to tell you what type of person you are.  I think they hit the nail on the head when they figured me out.  Damnit, I hate

Conversation with Emma

Emma turns to me after watching Charlie & Lola “Mama, can I have a guinea pig?”

The first cut is the deepest

The day that I knew would come finally arrived the night before last.  Gerrit was upset because I wouldn’t let him get dressed at bedtime.  I had tried to get him dressed earlier in the day but he said he wanted to stay in his pj’s all day.  I didn’t particularly care since we weren’t going anywhere and I said fine.  Well, 7:30 pm rolls around he decides now he would like to put the clothes on that I had picked out before.  Um, no.  We’re not going down this road.  I refuse to fight him everyday about wearing pj’s all day and clothes to bed.  So no.  He cried and cried and was SO mad about it.   He kept pleading with me and telling me ‘but I want to get dressed now’ ‘really really please??’.  Not gonna happen dude.

I was in his room, putting clothes in his drawers and as he sat down, he pulled his legs up to his chest and covered his face with his hands, sobbing he said

Dance Party

A couple weeks ago, Emma & Gerrit had their friends Savannah & Makayla spend the night.  Emma requested that I put the “I Like To Move It” video from Madagascar on so they could dance.  This is what ensued.

Apparently, they do like to move it

Whatever Martha!

Last night I was lying on the couch, flicking through the channels and not finding anything.  When there’s absolutely nothing on, I often find myself watching bizarre, obscure things.  It’s times like these when I end up watching the documentary channel or something else equally random.  This time, I stumbled across a show called Whatever Martha! on the Fine Living Network.  I pressed the Info button and read that it was about Domino Topping.  Hmmm… sounds completely inane.  I had to check it out. 

I flipped over and there were 2 women sitting at a table, watching Martha Stewart on a laptop.  Martha was showing how to glue seashells onto a picture frame and as the women watched and tried to copy, their commentary was funny.  They were ripping on Martha and the stupidity of this craft.  It was hilarious and I often found myself giggling out loud.  I watched for about a 1/2 hr before I had to go to bed but I resolved to find out more about this show in the morning. 

A little known fact about me would be my complete disdain for Martha Stewart.  It started