December 16, 2011
The Morris' ABC's for 2011
November 30, 2011
Dear Clare (Year 3)
Happy 3rd Birthday, Munchkin! As I write this, you are in the other room "reading" all your books. You still are a bookworm through and through. Well, we both made it through the terrible twos with only a few battle scars. It really wasn't anything too bad. I always brag that you are a much easier toddler, than newborn. You have already entered into the 3 year old "Why?" years, except with your own flair, you say "What for?" What for I can't push Mae? What we don't eat food on floor for? What we go home for?
You have gained so much independence this year. Climbing in and out of your chair, eating by yourself, opening and shutting doors, putting on your shoes, wearing underwear, sleeping in a twin bed, and drinking out of normal glasses. You tell me you're a "little big girl". Because you're not a baby, but you can't drive a car yet. That's when you get to be a big girl, apparently.
Your birthday also marks our first full year in our house. The move to Lubbock has been wonderful. You get to see your Pamma and Pappa (Kevin's parents) way more, and you spend one day a week at Grandma and Grandpa's house (My parents). It is so wonderful to be surrounded by family. While your cousin Connor is still your best friend, you've also branched out and made new friends in our Mommy and Me group.
You would be happy going to the Science Spectrum every day of the week, but some days I can get you excited about shopping. You are still my constant companion, but luckily not as clingy as you used to be. My heart melts when you tell me I'm your best friend. I know there will probably come a day, when you won't even give me a hug in public.
When you born, you came out looking just like your father. Since then, you've gained your own features, but still have so much in common with him. You both are morning people, never seem to get cold, enjoy thrills and scares, could eat pizza 5 days a week, can watch football all day, and love to make up words and songs.
This Thanksgiving, all I could think about is how thankful I am for you in my life. Since we lost your brother, William, and haven't had any luck getting pregnant again, I realize how lucky we are to have you. You are my gift from God. Even though there are some days where we both drive each other crazy, I will always be happy that you're my daughter. As we like to tell each other, "You're my favorite" and "You're my best friend". I love you, Clarebear!
Love Always,
Mommy
Interview with Clare (3 years old)
- Whose your favorite? Pooh
- What's your favorite color? Red
- What's your favorite animal? Giraffe
- What's your favorite food? Marshmallows
- Where do you like to play? Pamma's house
- What's your favorite thing to do? Go Shopping
- Whose your best friend? Connor is
- Whose your favorite Sesame Street character? Elmo
- Whose your favorite Winnie the Pooh character? Christopher Robin
- What's your favorite song? Elmo's song
- What were you for Halloween? Tigger
- What's your favorite toy? Giraffe Toy
- What do you love? My pink blanket
- What do you do at Pamma and Pappa's house? play some toys and read some books
- What do you do at Grandma and Grandpa's house? play some toys and read some book
- What's your favorite shirt? That one with all the sesame street guys in a balloon
- What's your favorite book? The bible books
- What's your favorite snack? a fruit
- What's your favorite thing to drink? Milk, water, and orange juice
- What do you want to be when you grow up? A fireman
November 28, 2011
Fatty of a Thanksgiving
5. Peanut's (a whole in the wall bar) hot wings paired with Pizza Hut pizza's
4. Unknown amounts of Alcohol. Consumed through beers and Sandra's addictive pomegranate concoction
3. Gate's burnt ends on bun
2. Cinnamon rolls for breakfast every morning
1. Thanksgiving meal. Topped with a combo dessert plate of chocolate and pumpkin pie, cause I just couldn't decide between them
October 21, 2011
Clare Quotes (2 Years Old)
Clare: "Daisy, No lickin' my bum bum"
Me: "What is this?"
Clare-isms:
Counter = The Count from Sesame Street
Umpty Dumpy = Humpty Dumpty
Chick-a-leigh-fffff = Chick-Fil-A
"Come outside and listen to the clouds!" I later found out that Kevin told her bug noises really came from the clouds....
Me - "Are you a little girl?"
Clare - "No, I'm a shurga girl."
Me - "You make up words to much. No one knows what they mean."
Clare - "I know what they mean!"
Me - Sigh.....
"Mommy, You're my best friend" or "You're my favorite" - I really need to get these on video, so that I can watch them when she a teenager and hates me!
October 20, 2011
Have You Met My New Husband?
My new husband eats tons of veggies, can resist eating a whole sleeve of crackers in one sitting, has more energy, and can hold me closer than ever! Okay, so he's not a new, he's just improved. Kevin has lost 100 pounds since the beginning of this year. Do you have any idea how huge that is (no pun intended)! I can't even carry our dogs 50 lb. food bags over two feet.
I had never known Kevin under 300 lbs. When we first met, he was the big, funny guy that knew everyone. He was amazing, and I fell in love. Through our years together, I saw many hopes for a healthier life and plenty failed attempts to loose weight. To be honest, I never thought he would. I thought genetics, poor self-esteem, and bad eating habits would forever keep him from real progress. Then something changed. He found motivation, finally believed in himself, and took no short cuts or excuses. When he started his Metabolic Research Center diet, he followed all the rules. He ate by the book every day. He didn't even get cake on his birthday. He didn't swallow a single sip of beer at the Foltz beer tasting. And ate a grilled chicken salad, while I pigged down on fair food. And it was all worth it. Food is just a temporary fix that comes and goes, but having an amazing body is something to enjoy forever!
My husband amazes me. He lost the weight, when I didn't even know he could. He took care of himself, and at the same time, took care of our family. His gained health, means more wrestling with Clare, more rides able to go on at the fair, more trips up the attic ladder that I don't have to do, and more shopping at regular stores. He has made the Morris clan even better!
October 6, 2011
Pinterest Nailed It; Bat Edition
Without a fancy camera, huge supply closet, and Martha Stewart genes, it's hard to have any craft turn out like the original. But non the less, Pinterest is still very inspiring to me. In getting into the Halloween spirit, I found this picture on Pinterest. (Why do I feel the need to capitalize Pinterest, like it's some sort of big deal?)
I'm not really big into the Halloween spirit. As a
$5 Bat Cut-Outs from Michael's + Fishing Wire + Pennies to weigh down the wings = Your Very Own Patio Bat Colony!
September 29, 2011
Joy of Camping
September 20, 2011
Felt Flower Wreath for less than $10
- You will need 1 Wreath ($4.99 @ Hobby Lobby), around 6-8 sheets of Felt in your chosen color scheme (4 for a $1 at Hobby Lobby), Scissors, Glue Gun, and Random Leaves from your back yard.
- To make the felt flowers, cut out a circle from your felt. I freehand cut mine out about the size of a CD, because you don't have to be exact in any way. If your not lazy like me, you can use a CD or cup rim to trace out your circles. For small flowers you can get at least 6 circles out of one sheet of felt. Try to mix up your circle shapes to allow for different sizes.
- With your felt circle start cutting around to make a curly Q/ pig's tail shape (see pics below). For a rose, leave it as is. For different flowers, cut out different petal shapes. Get creative!
- You can roll up the flowers two different ways: (A) start from the outside end and roll or (B) start from the inside end and roll. Each way gives you a different looking flowers. I did all of mine from the outside rolling in, because I thought it helped them lay flatter and be bigger around. Dab some hot glue at the end to stop from coming unrolled. And Viola, you made flowers!
- Next get your mother to come over, who took a class in flower arranging years ago, and force her to decide how the flowers should be arranged. If that's not a viable option, just wing it. It can't look that bad in the end. Hot glue flowers to the wreath. Then pluck some dying leaves from you yard and glue them into some nooks and crannies around the flowers. It will help it look better, I promise.
I think next spring, I want to make another one with different colors. Heck for less than $10 a pop, I could make one for each month of the year! Please note how adorable and happy my daughter looks holding my pumpkin. It was only a few hours later that she broke it into tiny pieces all over my kitchen, causing us both to throw a fit. *sniff* I will miss you little plaster pumpkin!
August 24, 2011
Wake On Up From Your Slumber
Last week, I entered the SJN adoration chapel and knelt down before the Most Holy of Presence of God in the Eucharist. The chapel is a small simple room that I have seen transformed by miracles. All I could do was think, "Where have I been?" After graduating high school, I started an hour with God every week till I moved to Georgetown. Those hours had me more spiritually on fire than you could believe. I felt peace over conflicts in my life; I heard God's voice showing me His will; I saw visions of things that can't be explained; I talked to a drug addict who was waiting on a bus for rehab; I got confirmation that God had hand picked my husband for me.
August 17, 2011
Where's My Baby?
It was just last week that I was rocking her to sleep every night. Just yesterday that she started walking. Just a heart beat ago that she first said, "Mommy, you're my best friend." And then I took a second to blink and my baby has turned into a big girl.
- She sleeps in a big girl bed.
- She has an imagination and can pretend anything.
- She wears big girl underwear all day.
- She drinks out of normal cups.
- She climbs into her own car seat.
- She plays WITH other kids, instead of just playing in the same area as them.
- She has conversations with me using full sentences.
- She can come up with her own prayers at night.
July 27, 2011
Crazy Catholic Cuties who are Now Old Ladies
Spending a weekend with two women who know countless embarrassing stories about you is sure to be a laugh fest. All though the 3 of us haven't been together in four years, the passing of time can't weaken friendships so strong. We picked up right where we left off with hugs and laughter. The woman of the weekend was Elizabeth, who is expecting her first baby in September. I was immediately disappointed when I first saw her, because at 30-some weeks she has clearly visible ankles and no "fat-face". Two pregnancy conditions that my body fully embraced in my 3rd trimester. But jealousy aside, she looked great with her kicking belly (literally)!
July 12, 2011
Me to a Tee
June 11, 2011
Good Eats: Fried Noodles w/ Ham & Cabbage
On a smaller cutting board, slice up your ham. I buy the packages of ham that are thick and presliced. If desperate, lunch meat ham will work fine.
This is the sauce mixture; 1 cup warm water, 5 tsp. cornstarch, 1 tbs. soy sauce, and one flavor packet from the Ramen. Mix and put to the side.
Now to cook the veggies and meat. Use a Wok or a very large skillet on high with some oil. Dump cabbage and mushrooms into the hot skillet. It is important to stir constantly in the very beginning, till the cabbage starts to wilt. After that you don't have to be so religious about the stirring.
This is what it should look like once it is nice a cooked down. See how nice my noodles look in the background before I ended up burning them.
June 10, 2011
Summer Goals
- Go Camping at Buffalo Springs Lake
- Eat outside on our beautiful (but hardly ever used) patio furniture
- Have a date night at the drive in theater (so we can make out like we are kids again)
- Spend a day at Lubbock Water Rampage (I'm making this my own personal birthday present to myself)
- Spray Clare with a hose at least once a week (that kid loves it)
- Walk my dogs at least 3 times a week (yes, we own dogs that we hate most of the time; and no, we don't walk them normally)
- Take a trip all by myself to spend time with two of my bestest college buddies (I can't believe I talked my husband and parents into leaving Clare with them. And I can't believe it's been over 2 years since we've all got together discuss deep topics, like hair issues and why I have no modesty around them.)
- Force my friend Julie to let me come swim at this awesome country house that she will be house sitting in July. (Yes, Julie, you only told me about it this morning, and it's already on my list)
May 4, 2011
Good Eats: Carne Guisada
2 Tbs. flour
2 c. water
1 c. tomato sauce (or juice, or paste, or whole tomatoes)
1/4 tsp. cumin
1/2 tsp. garlic powder
1/4 tsp. pepper
1 tsp. chili powder
3/4 tsp. salt
1 can green chilies (optional, only if you like spicy)
1 small onion chopped (optional)
April 28, 2011
William's Anniversary
Today marks the one year anniversary since we lost you. I miss you dearly and think of that day all the time. It's the nights when I can't sleep that I lie in bed thinking of the last time I held you in my arms. Thoughts of the pain, exhaustion, and grief swirl through my head. It was such terrifying time in our life.
Your Dad sometimes thinks about what you would be doing now, if we had gotten to keep you. Your first laugh, sitting up on your own, starting to crawl. For some reason, I can't even imagine those things. You were never ours to keep. You were always meant to stay with God. I'm glad you never had to shed a tear, have your heart broken, or learn to question God. I imagine you as a 6 year old boy running in the clouds with Jesus watching over you.
Life is full of ironies. When I first found out I was pregnant with you, I was so upset and shocked that I wouldn't let your Dad discuss your existence with me for a whole week. I wanted to pretend that you didn't exist, until I could wrap my brain around having another baby. Now a week doesn't go by without me thinking of you.
Before you came into our lives, I had always assumed I'd have a big family full of kids. Now I thank God for giving me Clare and hope more kids are in our future. We've learned not to assume anything. God has a plan for our family, and I just have to wait and see what it is.
We miss you dearly and wish we could see your sweet face again. Please watch over your little family here on earth. I hope that if I make it to heaven one day, you are the first person I see walking me towards those pearly gates. I love you, William.
Love Always,
Mommy
April 14, 2011
Fondue Fun
April 7, 2011
5 Reasons You're Glad You Didn't Marry Me
I know there are thousands of men out there lamenting over the fact that they didn’t get to marry me *cough cough*, so here’s a little list to assure them why they do not wish I was their wife.
5. Rude Awakening. You know right before you go to sleep; the lights are off, the house is still, your body relaxes, and your mind finally drifts off to la la land after a long day. Then out of the blue… AHH-CHOOO. My untimely sneeze wakes us all up, and we have to start the falling asleep process all over again. Can you be allergic to sleep? I swear this happens once a week.
4. Cold Feet. Due to bad circulation, my feet are in a perpetual state of frozen. Every night we sit on the couch watching TV, and I wedge my icy paws under his legs. Kevin’s reactions are either (a) wincing pain from the fact I haven’t trimmed my nails in awhile, (b) the chills, because it’s like I’m shoving an ice pack onto his skin, or (c) a large sigh, because I refuse to wear socks that might solve the icy feet problem.
3. Laundry Apathy. While I am a dutiful house maker and tend to all the laundry of the house, I do it with disdain and disregard. I refuse to fold underwear and will only sloppily fold undershirts because I can’t shut the drawer otherwise. Socks never get turned right side out before being paired up and balled into a confusing knot. Shirts occasionally get hung up inside out, because I’m too lazy to do anything about it. And many weeks, our preciously clean clothes lie in a wrinkled pile on the floor. If I don’t put it up the day I clean them, they will inevitably sit in that pile till next week’s laundry day.
2. Inappropriate Timing. As most of you know, anything and everything comes out of my mouth when I’m talking. Very rarely do I think ahead to filter what I’m about to say, which leads to some embarrassing situations. Kevin and I were eating at McAlister’s once, and my salad came with regular white crackers and some brown whole wheat crackers. When I offered Kevin both packets, he only took the regular ones. So I blabbed out the ‘joke’, “What are you racist?” This happened at the same time an African American family was walking by our table. Fail
1. Food Aggression. This is a term we used at the shelter for dogs that were both over protective of their own food bowl and felt they had a right to other dogs food bowls. Unfortunately, my husband has also diagnosed me with the same condition. Don’t you even look at my food plate, because it is all mine. But if you don’t give me some of your food, I’ll be upset all night.
March 22, 2011
Happy Birthday, Kevin!
Today is your twenty-ninth Birthday
And I give you a Hip-Hip-Hooray
You deserve all the praise
For all of your ways!
Enjoy being King for the Day!
There once was a husband named Kevin
It was rumored he came straight from heaven.
His eyes were bold green
and shone with a gleam.
His sweet kisses were like 7th heaven.
I've married the man of my dreams.
His love makes me burst at the seams.
Together complete,
Our union so sweet,
As a couple, we make quite a team.
March 7, 2011
How To: Magnetic Fishing Game
This magnetic fishing game is a lot of fun for toddlers. It can help with learning colors, numbers, and fine motor skills. With a little fabric and a sewing machine, you can whip these up in no time.
First, create a fish pattern on paper. (My husband insisted that his fish have both a top and bottom fin for maximum authenticity. When he asked for a side fin, my rolling eyes were enough to drop the subject.) Cut out the pattern from your scrap material. I liked the fleece scraps the best.
Find an old stick or dowel rod to convert to a fishing poll. Glue two magnets to the end of your "fishing line". And Presto! You have yourself a great game.