1st day of 1st grade!

I never thought of the day I would say that. I still have reservations about whether or not I really have an almost 7 year old. She started school a day late this year due to Fay, but I must say she has adjusted just fine coming back from Summer vacation. She loves her new Teacher Mrs. Bowling. She likes to come home and tell me who got in trouble or had to move their clips.



I think she also likes to torture me though. She will get in the car and I start in with the questions right away...like normal and she will only give me pieces here and there. It is like she knows, and plans ahead for it :) She did the same thing in Kindergarten.



I went to dinner with a good friend last night and we ended up at a table with 7 other people (Japanese) and there was a little girl probably 8 months old and the family was saying how it was their first child, and grandchild, great grandchild. My friend told her to enjoy it while she is little cause they grow up so fast. I have never really understood that comment till most recently. I had strangers tell me that all the time when Isabella was little and most recently with Abigail. I understand it now, it is clear that my kids will grow up all too fast, way before I am ready, and I am going to enjoy them now.

Before we lose power again!!

It is actually getting really nasty outside now. Our power is surging like crazy, we have unplugged all the TV's and the desktop.

Here is a pregnant womans guide to getting through a Tropical storm/Hurricane. I am actually not a fan of M&M's, but the kids are.

This is the backyard, before the fence blew away.

This is the front garden, my poor plants were getting pretty beaten up.

I was trying to get a picture of the Palm trees, they were bending over blowing.

The rain is like a steady sheet across the window. The wind was blowing it all directions.

The kids were literally climbing the windows, looking for something to do.

Then they were both like..."Oh my goodness, look at this rain, it is like so big, it is out there"

Fay, Fay...Go away!!!

I don't like to be hovered over. Get moving girl!!

I also don't like that when you were teased about being weak, you took out our 6 foot privacy fence and blew it in my neighbors yard. Geez don't you know I like my privacy, hence the big wooden fence.

Upon further teasing of your stationary position, you decided to knock out our power. Next time, take it like a man. My girls are not big fans of getting heated...even though we live in Florida.

But alas the power failure lasted about 4 hours and FPL was on the ball. Now we shall wait for the "2nd half" of the storm which is expected to get "bad after the 8 o'clock hour"

I would also like to Thank my husband for throwing away all my candles that were in the hurricane bag in the garage.

You sure were proud that you cleaned our garage though weren't you.

And yes, I know there were leopard print candles in there, I have not displayed them since I was 19 and living in my own apartment. They were there for Emergency purposes only.

I am now thinking though, that I should buy one and display it on your night stand...for belly laughs only.

Pictures to come.

I am a very smart girl...

My "save the Isabella journal posts" were for a good cause. You see, I know when my kids start showing an interest in something that will not be satisfied with a simple "that's not yours" or "please don't touch my stuff" and anything short of putting it away and forgetting myself where I put it, there is no solution to be found. (I know I am such the disciplinarian)

OK so it has been raining every day for about a week now. I look outside to see how the grass is loving the rain and over in the corner on a grilling table I see...."The Journal" I had already got my entries out and put them here, so no big deal really. Isabella had her own pages and pages of entries in there also. I have no idea when it made it's way out of the house and into the backyard, but I am so glad I got what I wanted out of it.

I had to laugh. There was nothing else to do.

You can still see my writing, but it is blurred and wet, and the pages are stuck together.

January 4th, 2007

*Save the Isabella Journal post*

You have been telling lies lately about things...some serious and some not so serious, but still lying to Daddy and I none the less. I got very frustrated and asked Daddy to have a firm conversation with you when he got home from work. So...he comes home and takes you right into your room, and I sit back and relax...and think for a moment... "he is in there setting you straight and I will not have to deal with the lies anymore cause he is solving that problem, Yeah baby I say to myself. Problemo solved, I should just call daddy at work more often and he can settle things when gets home"

SO, you come out of your room, and very seriously say to me "Mama...The truth with set me free" I immediately shoot the evil eye over to Nick and he has turned away cause he is laughing so hard. I could not help but to laugh also.
You have not lied again though, and I have also not called Nick at work and asked him to discipline when he gets home.

JJ

October 14th, 2006

*Save the Isabella Journal*

Tonight we are all sitting down at the table and you strike up a very funny conversation.

You start telling Daddy that you have a boyfriend. Daddy asks, who it is and you say "sire", then you tell daddy that Sire takes you to dinner and shopping at Target (that's my girl) and how much you like your boyfriend. Daddy then asks you if you have kissed him (cause he might just have to go find sire) You got the most serious look on you face and say. "No daddy, because if I kiss him I will fall in love with him, then you have to get married and have babies, and I don't want babies" That's my girl.
Nick and I had a good laugh.

JJ

September 29th, 2006

*Saving the Isabella Journal post*

You asked me a very funny question today Isabella and here is our conversation:

Isabella: Mom, I am going to be 5 on December the 19 and I was wondering...Do 5 years olds still jump on the bed, or do they help their moms with the laundry?

Me: (holding back the laughter and thinking precisely how to answer so we can both benefit, I have alot of laundry you know) *In my best valley girl voice I say* They help their moms with the laundry.

You see we both won there, she laughed cause of how I talked when I answered the question, and I won cause she can help with laundry.

But really, you can jump on your bed till your heart is content.
I love you Angel baby.

JJ