The comings and goings of the fab four

I had a dream last night that Prancer died. I wanted to run down to the racetrack and get a big Grey. Sad on many levels.

I had a dream two nights ago (no judgments here) that I was still in college, but it wasn’t at State, it was one of those imaginary dream places. Anyway, it was somewhere near water, and I went to a bar overlooking water and there were all of these dolphins jumping around, and this dolphin jumped up on our table and wiggled over to me and wanted me to pet it. It was weird looking though, it had sort of a human face on a dolphin body. Weird. Can anyone analyze that for me? Robert thinks it’s weird that I remember any of my dreams. He said he only remembers dreams where he’s naked or he is late for classes on the first day – aka anxiety dreams. Is anyone surprised?

Lydia does not like school. I don’t know what to do with her, she started crying when we got to the parking lot this morning, and threw a fit when we got to her classroom. She was hanging onto me like a monkey.

So tonight I was putting her to bed and we were talking about school. I asked her if she was scared of school? She says yes. I asked her if it made her sad to go to school. She says no. I wanted to see if she was discriminating between sad and scared, so I asked her again, if something at school scares her, she said yes. I said, well Ms. Dana loves you, and mommy will always come back to get you, and there are so many wonderful friends and toys to play with there! So she says, “it makes me nervous”. She really said that. Can you even believe that!? Mom doesn’t think she knows what she was talking about. I am not sure.

Jessie & Miguel announced today that THEY are expecting a baby! FINALLY! I have been waiting for this one just about forever. So keep them in your prayers, for a happy and healthy (and uneventful!) 9 months!

Whenever I give this link out to new people, I always read back through the posts to see what kind of things I am revealing, and how they might receive it. So, I read through again, just now, and I realize just how monotonous this whole blog has gotten lately. I am going to go ahead and diagnose myself with sleep deprivation, and assume that is at the root of all of my problems. So it has been very hard for me to put together cohesive sentences. I know that some of you read this for my sharp wit and dry sense of humor (just smile and nod), so I am sorry I haven’t been living up to your expectations lately. I will try harder.

As I write this, Lydia is singing Old McDonald in her room at the top of her lungs.

And here’s what Miles and I did during Lydia’s nap today.

Whenever I give this link out to new people, I always read back through the posts to see what kind of things I am revealing, and how they might receive it. So, I read through again, just now, and I realize just how monotonous this whole blog has gotten lately. I am going to go ahead and diagnose myself with sleep deprivation, and assume that is at the root of all of my problems. So it has been very hard for me to put together cohesive sentences. I know that some of you read this for my sharp wit and dry sense of humor (just smile and nod), so I am sorry I haven’t been living up to your expectations lately. I will try harder.

As I write this, Lydia is singing Old McDonald in her room at the top of her lungs.

And here’s what Miles and I did during Lydia’s nap today.

Whenever I give this link out to new people, I always read back through the posts to see what kind of things I am revealing, and how they might receive it. So, I read through again, just now, and I realize just how monotonous this whole blog has gotten lately. I am going to go ahead and diagnose myself with sleep deprivation, and assume that is at the root of all of my problems. So it has been very hard for me to put together cohesive sentences. I know that some of you read this for my sharp wit and dry sense of humor (just smile and nod), so I am sorry I haven’t been living up to your expectations lately. I will try harder.

As I write this, Lydia is singing Old McDonald in her room at the top of her lungs.

And here’s what Miles and I did during Lydia’s nap today.

Congrats to Colleen & Eddie at the birth of their baby girl, Mary Gabrielle, this morning! Please keep them in your prayers during the next few exciting days!

Lydia had her first day of school on Monday, she liked it okay, but I think it will take a little getting used to with all of the newness. Miles and I were able to peruse the aisles of Publix at a snail’s pace, leisursely finding all of the groceries, without worrying about anyone pitching a fit. It was fantastic. I was sad for a few minutes when dropping Lydia off, but remembered *quickly* why school is so grand.

She had a physical to get some special Florida forms filled out that afternoon, and she weighed in at 35.6 pounds and 38 inches. So she is in the 90th percentile for height and weight. We saw the same doctor as we had seen on Friday for Miles’ formula issues – I don’t think I blogged about that – but we LOVE her, she is so wonderful! Lydia came home and took a short nap and woke up in a bearish mood. But what else is new.

Yesterday we went out with some ladies from the Meetup group I joined. I. Loved. Them. Wow. Loved them! It was like being at home with my friends. I cannot wait to go to another activity with them. They were fantastic. Did I mention how great I thought they were? Lydia pitched a fit in the parking lot, so we weren’t able to go to lunch with them. We also met another girl at the hands on museum that we visited (I spotted her son’s UT shirt and stalked her down!), and she was awesome too. So I got her number – funny how you lose all inhibitions about asking random people to have playdates when you have no friends – and I will have to remember to give her a call this week. Her son was close to Lydia’s age, and they just moved here (they are originally from TX), so it would be fun to hang out w/ another newbie.

This morning Lydia was a LOT more hesitant to go to school. She cried a little when I left, but she snapped out of it quickly – I stood outside the door and listened to make sure she was okay! She is still lukewarm to the school. I hope that she ends up loving it as much as she loved her school in Texas. After I dropped her off, I went to the park and met a girl I have been emailing with from the AP group. I. Loved. Her. She was so wonderful. I seriously want to be best friends with her. I hope she liked me too. My friend Heather said today that what I’m doing is like dating. And I totally agree. Is she into me? Is she not? Does that email mean she wants to hang out again or not? She and I are going to carpool to a dinner on Sunday. We’re also going to start a book club! Yay!

So I still love it here. My mom wanted to know if I was okay today because I keep begging her to come down. I’m fine. Just tired. My sister is coming this weekend, hooooray! I can’t wait to see her. And I can’t wait to see the rest of you either. So when are you coming to visit?

Here are some cute old family photos. I was trying to find some pictures to compare with Miles. I think that I look a lot more like dad than I realized, and Miles looks a lot more like me than I realized. Of course this week we had three people saying how much Miles looks like Robert. I think it’s the blue eyes… For the record, I think Lydia is a spitting image of Robert right now, I just don’t have any Ferg pictures for a comparison.

Lydia starts school tomorrow! Hooray! Today was one of those days when both children were super needy and super whiny. And by 5:00 we were both getting a little bit irritated. Miles kept falling down, I think because he was very tired, and he fell against the corner of the easel and cut the inside of his mouth – it started bleeding all over his face, and was very sad. He didn’t care, it just looked rough. I think he’s going to start looking really beat up soon. Poor child. He is pretty tough, though, he usually falls down, and then

But now they’re sleeping. I tried soy formula with Miles, hopefully he won’t have the same reaction to it that Lydia had – violent, projectile vomiting. Mmmm! I have been scared to try it, but figured I’d give it a try tonight. He seemed to LOVE it though, so maybe this is the answer to my prayers! I just need one bottle a night! He is doing so much better now that I got rid of his milk formula bottle, he doesn’t seem to have any problems with me having dairy in my diet, which is great! His reflux is dramatically different too.