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Spitfire

 

Today is one of those days that I feel really lucky to be a mom….or really, really lucky to be Maggie’s mom. Last week I spent most of the time obsessing over her temperature, fluids and food intake. We didn’t really leave our house and it was pretty pitiful and sad. There really isn’t anything worse than having a sick child.

But she’s back. In full force and it seems that while on the upswing, she picked up a little bit more feistiness and spitfire. I’m drinking it up because having her flop on me and do nothing just wasn’t right. So today when I thought she was flouncing on the bed getting ready to fall asleep, as I’d left her 15 minutes before,  and I found her trying to get her boots on in the front room to come outside and hang Christmas lights with Izak and Me, I had to laugh.

I also found that she’d pulled off four or five of the ornaments off our tree and was piling them up sing-songing, “ball, ball, ball!”

We’ve been working on just smelling the tree, but last night after she got her HO, HO, HO jammies on, we asked her if we could take her picture in front of the tree and she nearly knocked it over because she was as close to “in front of the tree” as she could be without knocking it over.

Without trying to fall over ourselves from laughing at her, we gently reminded her that the tree is for smelling or looking at, not for hugging. We were able to distract her with some books and she worked for a really, really long time to get her boots on.

The girl loves boots and we’re entering into a very independent stage right now because she’ll work for a long time trying to put on shoes, coats and even pants. Sometimes I admire her perseverance and desire to do it alone, but sometimes I know that if she’d just let us help, we’d be on our merry way much sooner.

But life isn’t really about going along the merry way sooner, I believe it is more about stopping and smelling the roses ~ or in our case the Christmas tree.

I’ve still got last week’s sicky feeling imprinted in my brain and our inablility to do much other than be home, so I’m fine if we’re taking a bit longer go zip up our coats or squeeze our feet into boots because it sure beats sicky-poo baby any old day.

Little Miss I Can Do It Myself & Mama
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Leaf Dance

Last week we were in our backyard moving a big branch that had fallen into our new pit area and Maggie discovered some of the large leaves that we’ve got blanketing our yard. She also found out that our french doors are a great place to check yourself out – a perfect mirrored reflection.  Girlfriend started bustin’ a move doing what I would like to title Maggie’s Leaf Dance of 2011. I was able to sneak inside and grab my camera off the table and snap a few shots before she caught me.

I’d also like to point out that the headband was placed on her head origianlly by me; however,  Maggie adjusted it into perfect 1980’s position.

Rock on, Sister!

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Rested for the Holidays

I may or  may not have been feeling a bit sorry for myself with my last ‘I don’t feel like writing’ post, but that is over and done with and I’m back. And I’m full of gusto. Mostly because I feel like Maggie is finally back to herself, making demands and bossing the rest of us around like we’re HER people.  I guess we ARE her people, but still, nobody likes to be bossed around.

We were in A-Town for a few days visiting folks and I was slated to work yesterday, but since Maggie was sick I opted to stay with her and not work. Even though she slept most of the day, I’m really glad that I was able to be there to comfort her when she was awake. It would have been asking a lot of my mom to watch her and I would have been useless at work.

We’ve been on the go since before Thanksgiving, I think it really knocked Maggie out not being able to fully commit to her naps, etc. It was a huge, huge reminder to me how important it is for all of us, not just Maggie, to make sure we’re getting good sleep and eating well during this busy time of year. I’m going to do everything I can to avoid being sick or having a sick family.

Last weekend (seriously 2 days after Thanksgiving) we decided to get our tree and decorate for Christmas. On that same day we decided to rearrange some furniture and paint our guest bedroom….our house looked like a total disaster sprinkled with a bit of Christmas cheer.

But now we’ve got our mistletoe hung and our tree is sassy and fat looking, I’m pumped. We’ve had trees in the past, but they’ve always been really sad Charlie Brown trees.  This tree is fluffy and smells up our whole house, I’m in love.

Our next task?

Hang the outside lights!!!!

Welcome, December!!!