All Stitched Up

Last weekend we went camping all weekend and nothing bad happened, but after being home for an hour Ashlyn had a rock thrown at her and it landed us in the ER.

About 6 months ago Justin had to have stitches, so this time around I wasn't as nervous and handled the situation a lot better and a lot calmer. Hopefully we won't have to take another child to get stitches ever.

Ashlyn was actually a pretty tough girl, she cried for a bit right after it happened, but by the time we got to the ER at the hospital she was all dried up and ready to get fixed up.



While we were waiting for a doctor to come check her out and stitch her up, she layed there and told me that she wasn't scared because she is 5. I told her that it was ok if she was a little scared because mommy sure would be scared, but she insisted that she wasn't scared at all because she's 5.



She did great during the whole process, and barely cried at all.



Here she is a week later after getting her stitches out. It looks so good and has healed up so nicely. I am so proud of my little girl, for handling the whole situation so well. I think I would have shed a lot more tears if I had gotten the stitches. And she's still the most beautiful little girl I know!

Never mind Me!

Never mind me, his momma, who takes care of him when he's sick, feeds him, shops for him, keeps him clothed by doing his laundry, the only woman in his life who will ever love him as much as I do.... No never mind me..... it's all about huntin for this boy. And I'll bet you'll never guess which boy I'm talkin about, nope it's a mystery.

I'm not ready for this!

My conversation with Ashlyn:

Ashlyn: " Mommy, I have a new boyfriend."

Me: " Oh, really? What happened to Tony?"

Ashlyn: " Oh, We broke up."

Me: " Really? Well, who broke up with who? Did you break up with him or did he break up with you?"

Ashlyn: " Oh, I broke up with him"

Me: " Well, did you tell him that you broke up with him?"

Ashlyn: " Yeah, I told him."

Me: " What did he say when you told him?"

Ashlyn: " He told me that he wouldn't ever ask me to play with him on the playground and that he would never ever ever ask me to be his girlfriend again."

Me: " Aww, you made him sad."

Ashlyn: " But my new boyfriend is better, Momma!"

Me: " Oh, really? What makes him better?"

Ashlyn: " He's really nice and he chases me on the playground"

Me: " Oh, well, if he chases you on the playground then I guess he is better."

Another conversation from another day:

Ashlyn: " Mommy, today on the playground, EVERYONE in kindergarten followed me on the playground and did everything I did!"

Me: " Really? EVERYONE?"

Ashlyn: " Yeah, AND all the boys in kindergarten chased me and wanted to be my boyfriend!"

Me: " They ALL wanted to be your boyfriend?"

Ashlyn: giggle, " Yeah, can you believe it? They all just chased me and wanted to be my boyfriend." giggle some more.

Me: " Why do they all want to be your boyfriend?"

Ashlyn: giggle, " I don't know! They just do." giggle some more.

Me: " I don't think you need to have a boyfriend right now, I think you should wait until your 16 before having a boyfriend."

Ashlyn: " But it's fun top have a boyfriend, I like it when they chase me on the playground, that's fun!"

Me: " Well, just no kissing boys until your 18, it's ok if they are just chasing you, but NO kissing!"

Ashlyn: " Ok, mommy, I don't kiss them anyways, but sometimes they do try to kiss me on the cheek."

Me: " Well, you better tell them that they can't kiss you or your daddy is going to get them."

Ashlyn: " I don't let them kiss me anyways."

Me: " Good, no kissing boys!"

Later that night when it was time to go to bed....

Jeremy: " Goodnight sweetheart" tries to give her a kiss.

Ashlyn: " Mommy said I can't kiss boys, so I can't give you a kiss."

Jeremy: " What? But I'm your dad."

Ashlyn: " But your a boy, and mommy said I can't kiss boys."

I am a little surprised at all this talk about boys and boyfriends this year. Last school year boys were yucky and she didn't want anything to do with boys. She didn't even want any boys at her birthday party, including her brothers and cousin. This year she comes home with some of the funniest stories about what happens on the playground at school and many of her stories are about boys chasing her on the playground, and she just loves that for some reason. I'm not sure I'm ready for all this boy talk, hopefully it's just a phase and she'll be over boys soon.

Marriage

I love this new song, it totally describes marriage to a T, at least Jeremy and I's marriage. Enjoy!

Sleeping Beauty

I have worn what we call in our house "blinders" for a couple of years since I am such a light sleeper. If I don't wear them then I am awake when the sun comes up, and that's too early for me. Ashlyn has been asking for her own pair of "blinders" for a while now and I finally got her, her own pair. She actually remembers to put them on every night and actually sleeps with them on all night. I snuck up to her room the other night and snapped this picture. There is just something about a sleeping child that is so precious to me, for the moment that I just watch her sleep she's my sweet little sleeping beauty.

What I Love

One thing I love about the summer, is watching my plants grow and seeing how beautiful they turn out. I just love my pots on my front porch.

I love planting flowers every spring and watch them grow and bloom all summer.

I love to look at my house and see lots of color in my flower beds.

And I love pink, my favorite color!

Rhyme Time

Ashlyn has been really into rhyming words. She thinks of a word and then makes up her own word to rhyme by just changing the first letter in the original word she comes up with. Like tie=lie, or pink=tink.

So the other day she was playing her rhyming game and she came up with itching. This time she decided to just add a letter to the beginning of her word, and wouldn't ya know she picked the letter B to make her rhyming word. She kept saying itching-*itching (add in the letter B on your own) over and over and over. Jeremy tried telling her to stop saying that and she would say "what? itching-*itching?" And Jeremy would say "yeah, don't say that anymore" and she would say, "but why can't I say itching-*itching, it rhymes?" After a long conversation between the two of them, I finally walked into the room from doing laundry and just changed the subject.

Little Stinker :)