Category: Rory Eve

hey babe

Today’s been one of those days. Rory was up at 3am and never went back to sleep.

Instead she learned how to whistle and did so from 3:00 until Andy’s alarm went off at 5:20.

And if Rory wakes up at 3, so does mommy. Because heaven forbid she let someone else get some sleep even though she refuses to.

Ryder now sleeps through the night and it’s wonderful. Well, it’d be more wonderful if Rory did. But Ryder wants to sleep 7 pm to 7 am and if she gets woken up before she lets EVERYONE know how unhappy she is about it.

So, naturally, Rory woke her up at 5:30.

I had two grumpy, tired babies and after dealing with that for 3 hrs I decided we HAD to immediately vacate the house for sanity purposes only.

So off to Sherman we went to go to heaven on earth, Target. The kids slept the entire way there and the silence was BLISSFUL. And thanks to their naps, they actually were wonderful while out shopping. We went to ChikFilA for lunch and I let Rory play for about an hour and a half. We would’ve stayed lounger but a kid (like 9 yrs old) punched Rory right in the eye because, well, she just felt like it. Yes that’s a direct quote. So I left because I really didn’t want to get in a fight with the mom since she refused to watch her kid.

Ok sorry for that tangent there….

We had a good weekend of just catching up with laundry and church.

There’s always so much cuteness on Sundays.

You know, that stinker of mine named Rory seems to be getter smarter by the day. In fact, I’m afraid she’s going to be smarter than me by age 5. But, have you met her father? I’m totally not surprised because she absolutely inherited his engineer mind.

Girlfriend has my social personality and Andy’s engineer brain…. that’s a scary combination, y’all.


Lately Rory has been picking up on everything we say, and as I’ve told you, that can be scary!

The funniest thing that she’s picked up on is something Andy says…

You see, Andy NEVER calls me by my name at home. He always says “babe”. When he needs me for something he calls, “hey babe!” until I come or answer. When I’m upset he says, “what’s wrong babe?” or something like that. And if I’m mad/upset with HIM (which of course never happens… Ha!) he says, “babe… babe it’s ok… babe don’t be mad at me” with that begging tone, if you know what I mean.

So Rory has picked up on it. If she wants me she no longer calls “MOMMY!” anymore. Instead she yells, “hey babe! Babe! ‘mere babe!”. And even better, if I’m upset with her she says, “babe…. babe. baaabe….”.

I must admit that it’s hysterical. And it’s gotten her out of trouble. She’s such a mess.

Last night we were in the car and I was a little peeved at Andy about nothing important and Rory calls from the backseat, “say sorry to babe, daddy!”. Haha! We’ve been getting SO TICKLED about it.


Sent to embarrass you and make you completely and utterly CRAZY.

And sent to make you laugh so hard you can (temporarily) forget about the many, many sleepless nights.


like coaching labor

I have things to blog about and yet nothing to blog about, so I will make a list today.

1) Ryder’s getting so big. She’s really loving the table food we’ve been giving her and the only thing she hasn’t liked is tomatoes. She absolutely loves all vegetables though. (See, I’m smart! I know tomatoes are a fruit! Impressed??)

When we put her in the big highchair all she will do is slouch down and get mad about it so I decided to try her in the “big girl chair” as Rory calls it.

She thinks she’s so big now and is so proud of herself.

This is her “hehe look at me, I’m so big” face. Also its her excited face.

I know, she’s strange.

This is another version of her excited face.

2) Ryder’s learned a new trick. When we say “bye bye” she does this:

Just an arm stretched out towards someone. That’s her wave. I think its super cute.

3) Rory’s been a bit of a stinker lately. I know, I know- shocking right?! She has, yet again, decided sleep is her utmost enemy and she doesn’t want anything to do with it.

Who’s child is this? Andy and I both LOVE sleep.

Needless to say, its been a rough week so far. I’ve taken away all sugar except natural sugars in fruits, etc. She no longer gets juice or chocolate in her milk. And she’s not afraid to tell you how unhappy this makes her.

I’m also trying to take away her naps but today she laid out on the living room floor and passed out so what can you do? I’m just not going to let her nap long, I guess.

Of course, when nights are sleepless then days are full of behavior issues. So days are long and nights are longer and I just want to go to a hotel and sleep for 3405 hours straight to catch up from TWO YEARS of no sleep.


I love her though, stinker and all.

How ironic is that picture with her in front of the sign. When I first looked at this picture I was all “yes! exactly! obey your parents you little heifer!”…. now I’m all like “ok ok I know, be patient”. Dang. Don’t you hate pesky reminders to be good???

4) Yesterday I got Rory a new bathing suit at the Walmarts and she wanted to wear it RIGHT THEN but I told her we had to pay for it first. So I turn my back for a second to inspect some eggs before selecting them and turn around to find my child BUTT NAKED on aisle one.

Children are sent to us to keeps us humble.

5) Since Rory loves to be naked I decided to put “big girl panties” on her when we got home. Oh how excited she was! She had ZERO accidents the entire afternoon and evening!

We were outside playing and all of a sudden she started to grunt a little and I KNEW what that grunt meant.

So I started yelling in an encouraging tone “OKAY LETS DO THIS! ITS POO POO POTTY TIME! COME ON! POO POO POTTY!” and well it totally freaked her out.

So she SCREAMS all the way to the pot and then screams the entire time she’s ON the pot. But we’re past the point of no return on the poop situation, if you know what I mean.

So I’m yelling to her “OKAY! READY! 1, 2, 3 PUUUUUUSSSHHHHHHHHH!” over and over.

And then it occurred to me that potty training and toddler poop situations are EXACTLY like coaching labor! A whole lot of waiting, going, yelling, and pushing.

Man, I am deep.

I am pretty sure after all of that I will collect lots of new readers and will surely win a blog award.

Happy Wednesday!


Easter 2012

We had a crazy busy but fun Easter weekend!

Rory’s first official Easter Egg Hunt was on Friday. She had a blast! She was so fast finding eggs and I caught her stiff arming some people to get to them before anyone else could! Ha!

I absolutely love this picture- I managed to capture her “oh my goodness there is CANDY in the eggs!” face. Ryder is making her “get me the heck out of this stroller” face.

Ryder had fun, too, just being her usual happy, cute self.

The only pictures I managed to get of our family over Easter weekend…

Ryder is captured perfectly in both- making crazy faces. The kid is a comedian already, y’all.

Saturday we did stuff around the house and ran errands. I had a Thirty-One party Saturday night and it was so much fun!

Sunday we woke to see what the Easter Bunny brought the kids! Ryder got woken up before 7am and wasn’t too thrilled about the whole thing at first.

Then Rory completely melted down pretty much the entire morning so I didn’t get any good pictures. Oh well!

At the last minute before we headed to church I decided to throw the girls in the rocker and see if I could get a picture. It rained all day so I knew I wouldn’t be getting any outside pictures so that was my last ditch attempt.

My Easter girls, they are so precious and fun!

Let me tell you something. There is NOTHING like being the mother of all girls. They are sweet and sassy, bright and dramatic, energetic and loveable. I always pictured myself as a “all boy” mom because I was a tom boy of sorts growing up. But as you can tell by Rory’s legs, they are just as rough and tumble as little boys but have cuter clothes! 😉 Now I can’t picture myself having anything other than girls. I love all the clothes and bows and shoes and purses. I love how they can still get dirty and have fun but also love to dress up. I love that they aren’t wimpy but still need me to snuggle them and kiss their bruises. And I LOVE the look in their eye when Daddy tells them they are beautiful. Nothing lights Rory up more than that and I remember feeling the same when my dad would tell me that.

The rest of Easter was spent with friends who are more like family and resting. We had a WONDERFUL day!

I think Easter is my favorite holiday. Christmas is wonderful but it wouldn’t mean anything at all without Easter. How miraculous Jesus’ death and resurrection is! All day I was reminded over and over how miraculous our year has been. I looked at my girls with wonder at His power. I looked at Ryder’s scar poking out from her beautiful dress and get chills at how Jesus has worked in my life this year during such heartache and dark days.

And its all because He has RISEN and is a LIVING God that I can face every storm with hope and can praise Him through the darkest hours.

 “Because God raised Jesus Christ from the dead, your faith and hope can be placed confidently in God.” 1 Peter 1:21

Hope y’all had a wonderful Easter!

no sleep and Rory-isms

I just wrote an entire blog post about how tired I was and everything going on in our life revolves around how we don’t get any sleep and etc. It was long and filled with a lot of “I’m exhausted” phrases.

But Rory came in when I went to go get Ryder after she woke up and deleted it.

And I’m too tired to rewrite it.

We’re working on it and one day, hopefully sooner than later, the child will sleep.

I sincerely apologize for all the posts on our sleep issues and going on and on and on about how tired I am.

But, thats my life right now and its consuming me.

So, to change the subject, let’s do some Rory-isms.

1) Me to Andy: This is my car so you can’t do that in here.

(I won’t tell you what he did to save him the embarrassment.)

Rory from backseat: Mommy! Ew share car with daddy!


2) In the middle of Walmart-

Rory: Mommy! Mommy! MOMMY!

Me: Yessssssss, baby? (impatient tone…)

Rory: Ew hear dat?!

Me: What is it?


I’m paying for all the embarrassment I caused my parents.

3) Rory: Mommy! Toooo heavy! Too heavy!

Me getting ready to leave the house: What’s too heavy?

Rory and Ryder: *gigglegigglegigglegiggle*

I walk in and Ryder is missing from where I left her in the living room.

Rory: Mommy! Mommy! Wook! Ryder came to play!

So, in other words, Ryder was heavy when she carried her into her playroom.

4) Rory: Mommy! Mommy! Wook! Wook! (look) What’s dat?!

(she’s holding out a giant booger)

Me: THAT stays in your nose.

Next day- Rory: Wook Mommy! Dat stay in nose!

(holding another giant booger… that she thinks is called ‘that stays in your nose’)


These kids of mine are crazy, but I love ’em!

Don’t worry, I got this.

First I would like to say that my kids are apparently against me blogging. Maybe they have figured out that I say things on here that will embarrass them in the long run? Neither will nap today and everytime I think I’ve got a handle on the situation someone runs in butt naked or someone else starts crying to be held.

Which is our normal life so why do I expect anything different?

Andy, the girls and I had a wonderful weekend at home. We cleaned some, napped some, went on a date to see The Hunger Games (!), read a lot, watched a lot of tv and movies, and played outside.

Oh! And Rory caught her first fish! She had THE BEST TIME EVER fishing with her Daddy. It was precious.

Of course I forgot my real camera, so phone pictures will have to do.

Speaking of “real” pictures….

I’ll have you know my children are also ganging up against me to make sure I don’t get a single picture of them acting like sweet, precious girls.

Which would actually be lying to all of you because clearly they are little butts.

Okay, act as silly as possible!

Quick! Look confused!

Now, pretend to be cooperating and look off right before she pushes the button!

See? They are totally conspiring against me.

Today is gorgeous so I took the girls outside to play.

Which is not an easy task, friends. But being that I’m super mom, I obviously have a handle on it.

Case in point. Rory would never eat anything like dirt and therefore have a dirt mustache/goatee in every.single.picture I take when we go outside.

And Ryder would never decide to play Angry Birds while I push Rory on the swing.

Please dear Lord tell me I won’t have another eater-of-every-object-known-to-man?

Nope. Just a put-everything-in-my-nose child. No biggie.

Ryder still loves to read, by the way.

And yes, I still worry about her eyesight.

On a serious note, I must go now.

Rory just ran in naked again declaring she “pee pee potty mommy! yay! pee pee potty!”.

Unfortunately she “pee pee pottied” in a play bowl from her play kitchen.

Don’t worry, I got this. I’m supermom, remember?!


updates and pictures

I have some updates for you!

1) Ryder had a WONDERFUL first day of Mother’s Day Out! They said she did great and napped great. They also said she was very interested in everyone’s food and tried stealing some oranges from her neighbor. Typical.

2) Jackson is officially gone. I’ve cried a whole lot and am really so sad, but I know it was time. Rory keeps calling for him and that makes it even harder. We just told her he was staying with new friends for a while.

3) We sold our couch and are getting a new one. Problem is they can’t deliver it until TUESDAY so we only have the new recliner. I feel like I’m back in our college days!

4) A few weeks ago we got Rory and Ryder’s pictures made. They are gorgeous and I’m, again, amazed at Jennifer’s patience and work with them!

it has begun

The past week has been interesting around here. When I say interesting I, of course, mean crazy/makes me want to drink things baptists aren’t supposed to drink/manic/insane.

You see, Ryder has decided she no longer wants me to EVER put her down. Not even for a second. And if I dare touch another person besides her, she has a MAJOR MELTDOWN.

Its been quite stressful.

And then today my precious, sweet, teeny tiny baby did something that shocked the heck out of me. She threw a royal temper tantrum… so much so I thought she was going to hurt herself.

Here’s what happened:

Ryder woke up from her nap and was as happy as could be since she had me all to herself. Then Rory woke up and she came straight to me for some hardcore snuggling like she does every day after nap. So there I am with my arms open (still holding Ryder on one side, mind you) and Rory jumps up in the couch for our blissful snuggle time. That’s when it happened, folks. Ryder broke out into a ENORMOUS FIT OF RAGE because I was holding her and proceeded to claw at Rory’s face, pull her hair, and yank her paci out. She was being downright mean. She then started screaming so hard I seriously thought she was going to pass out.

I was so shocked. My sweet tiny baby surely isn’t old enough to throw those kind of fits! But then I realized, she may be tiny but she’s much older than she looks. I started thinking about Rory at this age and I remembered she got her first “spat” on the hand at almost nine months old (Ryder’s age now) for playing with a electric socket.

I guess because Ryder has zero interest in crawling and Rory was EVERYWHERE at 5 months I forget. Well, she is acting her age on at least one level.

So it begins, the sibling rivalry and jealousy, the temper tantrums, and being mean to one another.

I’m just glad they are still sweet to each other some of the time!


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spring break plans

Its Spring Break in Paris, and actually most of Texas it seems, so that means no MDO to break up our week. So I planned some fun things to keep us busy this week!

Yesterday we went to a inside playground/jump place in Sherman with like 20 kids and 7 moms or something like that. It was exhausting but Rory had an absolutely blast. I will definitely take her there again. She just ran and ran and ran and had the best time.

Yesterday afternoon I let Rory play outside despite the mud and she was in heaven!

and what would be playing outside with Rory without a little dirt tasting?

Ryder watched Rory the whole time she was driving her fourwheeler. Oh, by the way, she’s not “scarey” of it anymore because its outside! (???)

my little dirtball

Then she discovered the water hose and how much Jackson loves it. So that gave me a babysitter for about an hour while I sat in the chair and soaked up the sun and beautiful day.

Here’s a little clip of them playing with the water:


Ryder’s just been her usual happy, flirty self.

“I’m so excited I can’t keep it in!”

Today some friends came over and all our kids played outside until they were muddy head to toe. Rory, again, was in heaven.

Both girls are napping and I’m about to veg out on the couch and go into a mommie coma for approximately 5 minutes until someone wakes up. Sorry I don’t have anything clever to say today, but I had to blog because my dear mother texted me “ok it is time for a post on your blog”… which means, “IT IS TIME FOR ME TO SEE PICTURES OF MY BABIES”.

Hi, mom.

And just for kicks before I leave, here is another video of Rory doing somersaults and acting her usual crazy self:




Now that Rory is a big two-year-old, she is talking NONSTOP. Well, actually, she talked nonstop before but now she is saying everything without hesitation and repeating everything without hesitation.

Which is awesome considering I said a dirty word at the pastor’s house last week. Oh, I didn’t tell you about that?! Well I might as well since everyone there heard it and word has spread.

Last week the pastor’s wife invited ladies of the church over to her house for a jewelry party. We were browsing all the fabulous jewelry and I had Ryder and she was getting fussy so I was heading to get our stuff and go. Well I tripped UP a stair and fell on the tile. And when I say fall, I mean I gracefully FACE PLANTED on the tile. I was holding Ryder so I was scared out of my mind I was going to land on her or that her head would hit the tile so I yanked her up and just hit ALL of me hard on the ground. In the process I yelled out shhhhhiiii BUT I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW I did NOT end it with a “t”. Yes, folks, I cut myself off at the shi. Aren’t you SO PROUD OF ME?! As I was leaving a couple of ladies, including the pastor’s wife, were asking if I was sure I was okay and I said “yes, honestly I’m more embarrassed and ashamed I said a dirty word at the pastor’s house!”. Me, the pastor’s daughter, almost saying sh… at the pastor’s house. How Christian of me!

Anyways. Let’s move back to Rory and away from my sins.

I thought I’d do some “Rory-isms” for you today. Well, actually, I’m doing them for me because I will sure forget everything one day if I don’t write them down.

– Probably the cutest thing she says is “chockit miiiilk” which is, of course, chocolate milk. She says that anytime she wants anything to drink. “Mommy! A chockit miiiiiilk, pease?!” Its uber cute.

– She’s super into her ABC’s. Last night I gave her ABC spaghetti o type things and she FREAKED OUT with excitement. I’ve never seen the child each so much so fast in her life. Andy puts her to bed at night and they read the book LMNOPs and she absolutely loves it. She begs to read it all the time.

– Speaking of ABCs, yesterday in the car Rory was holding up her thumb and finger like a field goal (make sense?) and she said, “what’s that Mommy?!”. I told her it was her finger and thumb and she proclaimed, “NO Mommy! Its a L!” HA! Like her thumb and finger were making an ‘L’.

– She’s also asking a ton of questions. “What’s that Mommy?”, “You (pronounced ew) hear dat, Mommy?”, “What’s that sound, Mommy?”, “What you (ew) doin, Mommy?”, “What’s dat color, Mommy?”… and the list goes on and on.

– Rory’s also wanting Ryder to play with her all the time. Except she thinks she should be able to walk so she says, ” ‘mere sister! come pay me!” (come here sister come play with me). Its so cute.

– If I am holding Ryder and she wants in my lap she starts nudging her way in between us and says, “move it Ryder!” HA! She is VERY bossy these days!

– As I’ve told you before, Ryder LOVES to pull Rory’s hair. Well when she does Rory always says, “Ryyyyydur, don’t you pull my hair.” and its the most long and drawn out statement ever. She also gets onto her if she blows bubbles and stuff in the car. She says, “Ryyyydur, don’t you spit! Not nice, Ryder!” HA!

I am sure there are so many I’m missing but that’ll do for today.

Oh! I can’t exclude Ryder here!

Ryder-ism: dadadadadadadadadadada

That’s all.

And because I’m not sure where else I will put these pictures, here are the pictures I took for Valentine’s Day but didn’t have with me on the actual day.

You are welcome for the cuteness overload.

Rory: Huh?


Ryder: What you talkin’ about Willis?

you are doing a great job

This week has been hard. Tuesday and Wednesday were really hard days trying to get things back in a routine and back into our normal discipline habits. On Tuesday when I picked Rory up from MDO, her eyes were swollen from crying and the teacher said it was her worst day ever. I left and had a total breakdown and we both cried in the WalMart parking lot for about 20 minutes before going in.

But I was persistent and refused to give up on getting us all back to normal life. On Thursday when I picked Rory up her teacher said she’d had the best day ever, not even a single time out.

And then she said what is music to ANY tired momma’s ears – “Whatever you are doing, keep it up. She was a different kid today and YOU ARE DOING A GREAT JOB.”

It totally made my day and gave me the confidence boost I needed to finish out the week.

So, I want to say to ALL of you momma’s reading this blog who are so tired mentally, physically, and emotionally from being a Mom, chauffeur, cook, secretary, disciplinarian, teacher, friend, doctor, and whatever other hat you are wearing- YOU ARE DOING A GREAT JOB. I mean that with everything in me, you are doing a great job. No matter if you lost your patience today, no matter if you fell asleep for a minute on the couch and let the TV babysit for you while you dosed off, no matter if you gave your kids crap to eat today so you wouldn’t have to cook- you are doing wonderfully.

As a celebration to our success and to Rory’s good behavior, we had a fun afternoon yesterday. After school I took her to get a drink at sonic (cherry slush which she LOVED), went to the park, and then I took her to PetCo to look at the animals. She had a blast and so did I and it was so refreshing to be in the sunshine and have some fun after such a tough week.

Enjoying her first slush.

“Watch me, Momma!”

I think this is her “ain’t skeered” face.

Sweet girl.

Picking flowers.

Rest assured, Ryder had a fabulous time too.

This is her excited face. No, I’m not kidding. When she gets so excited, she makes the face and shakes her hands up and down. She is hilarious.

No matter how hard it is, at the end of the day I go to bed exhausted but happy because God entrusted me with these two precious gifts. I’m so thankful for my sweet girls.