It's time to get a Bath

Most nights Mary Margo really dislikes taking a bath. Or maybe I should say she hates the taking of time out of her busy play schedule to take a bath. Once she gets in the bath she loves it and plays for a long time.

Now that Dottie is big enough to sit in her seat, it has made bath time so much more exciting for Mary Margo and faster for Mommy. With Dottie in the tub, Mary Margo can play that big sister role oh so well. She likes to help wash her and rinse her off. Her main job is to keep Dottie warm by pouring water on her belly.

"Yay for bath with sister!" Mary Margo

"Please mother get me out of here I'm a little chilly" Dottie

Love the way Dottie is looking up at Mary Margo.

Giggle, Giggle

We Broke the spell

I am happy to report we broke the spell. What spell you ask? The evil spell of wedding stupidity. Dusty and I have this little "track record" about going to weddings. The last two times we have been invited to one we/I have royally messed up while reading the invitation.

The first time it happened I read the time wrong and didn't bother to double check the day of the wedding. We drove all the way to Clanton, AL only to find that the wedding started an hour earlier that our arrival and all the guest were walking out of the church. That night ended in a nice dinner at Outback in Prattville and lots of quality time in the car together. Most of that time in silence.

The second wedding we attempted I had the churches confused. We were running late anyway. the wedding was at Trinity Presbyterian, not Trinity Methodist. I knew it wasn't the Methodist church but there is a little Presbyterian church next door and I just assumed that it was Trinity Presbyterian. What makes this story so bad is that the Bride's Father told us that is wasn't the church I thought it was. So, needless to say, we ended up having dinner at McAlister's that night.......way over dressed.......... and in silence!

Last night we gave it one more try. Third time is a charm! I got the church and time right! We were early! I did forget the gift but we swung back by the house in between the wedding and reception to pick it up.

Oh, we made plans just in case I messed this one up too. As we passed Amsterdam Cafe, I told Dusty that we were going there for dinner if anything should go wrong. But it didn't and we had a lovely time getting all dressed up and staying out a little later than usual. We will jsut have to plan to eat at Amsterdam another night.

Mary Margo, can you hear me now?

Friday morning we set off for an adventure to the hospital. In 8 short months, Mary Margo lost her ear tubes so we had to have them replaced with more "permanent" ones. Her adenoids were removed while we were there too.

Here is Margie looking pitiful once we got home. She was such a TROOPER! This little girl amazes me. She never cried one tear! (Remember this for later) She constantly compared her hospital visit to mine when I had Dottie. We both had an IV and we both had a bracelet with our name on it.

IT WORKED!

The whole reason we even went to the doctor in the first place was because Mary Margo kept complaining about not being able to hear the TV. She constantly asked us to turn it up or repeat ourselves. Well, new tubes were the answer....for the first time she grabbed her ears and let me know how LOUD Dottie was when she cried! : ) 3 times in one day I got this reaction to Dottie's crying.

I always think that the rest of my day will be filled with LAZINESS, watching princess movies all day, and eating popsicles. I am always wrong. I did MAKE her lay down and watch one movie which gave us a little time to catch a cat nap. But then it was back to Mary Margo's usual of wanting to hold Dottie, run around outside, and just be an energetic 3 year old.

The short nap was nice...while it lasted.

This is her boyfriend...or so she told me. (Really just a balloon she got in recovery at the hospital) She told me it could be my boyfriend too. I told her I already had a boyfriend and she tilted her head in the cutest little way and said "Daddy" That's right, Daddy!

Ear Drops

Back to the "no tears" hospital story from above. This is what makes every tear not shed at the hospital come out x 100! Mary Margo goes into hysterics when we have to put these 5 little drops in her ears. It is beyond me. I hate the hospital.......give me ear drops any day! Not Mary Margo. She becomes a crying, screaming mess at the mention of the word. Oh Lord, please help us.

June and July 4th

Baby fingers and toes....

Just relaxing and working on holding my sweet little head up.

Dottie is growing like a little weed. Look at those chubby little cheeks and the creases in her arms. At her 1 month appointment she was 10lbs. of pure baby chub love.

June 26, 2011

Dottie made her first trip to church! She slept through the whole thing.

Dottie still sleeping after church.

It wore us out and we all took a little nap that afternoon.

July 4th weekend

Nana had a little party at her house for some family and friends to see Dottie. It was so nice to visit with old family friends and show off the newest member of our little family.

Mary Margo showing off her new baby!

The Girls!

Dottie, Peggy Ann, Mom, Mandy, and Mary Margo

We have arrived!

Mary Margo is old enough to ride the jet ski with Papa Joe!

She loved it!

Fun on the 4th

What better place to be....on the lake at sunset on our way to watch the fireworks.

Watching the show!

Looking at the stars with daddy on the way back to the house.

Quote of the night.

"I can't count all the stars. There are too many (pause) But God can."