My Little Dancer!

Chicken Dance!
My love for God grows so deeply each time I look at my children. He knit them together in my womb (psalm 139:13), and they are truly "fearfully and wonderfully made" (psalm 139:14).

Abigail is only 2 1/2 years old (almost) and in this short period of time I have said many times "just like when she was first born!" I am certain it is something I will say many more times in the years to come. I believe that a child's personality shines as early as when they are in the womb. I witnessed this with Abigail. Of course I am not saying (exactly) that Abigail was the one who decided to be breech but it sure wouldn't surprise me! She is determined, independent and has a personality that lights up the room. I am a little bit biased of course, but this is something I have been told many times by others. She has early on let us know, what she wants, when she wants it, how she wants it, etc.

So taking a look back at her first days, music has played a big role. Her bassinet came with a music box that played 4 lullabies. In the middle of the night when she would stir I would hit the button to play the music. She would fall back to sleep almost immediately. When I would put Abigail in the car seat it was pure torture. She would cry the most piercing cry (she still has a piercing cry and voice!) and nothing would settle her down. I bought a wonderful lullaby CD and within seconds of the first song playing she stopped and listened. When she was 2 months old, my hubby bought a CD with children singing, she would kick and move excitedly when it played. I quickly started to believed that there was something in her that music spoke to. Since Mason was born I am convinced all the more, because Mason would have none of that music business. As much as I tried it neither calmed him nor comforted him. I know this explanation is proving to be a bit long but I am wanting to point out that music has always moved Abigail. This has put such a yearning in me to get her involved in activities that have music. I found a dance class for children as young as 2 and I took her to her first dance class. Of course I dressed her up in a cute leotard, tights, and put her hair up in a bun.

Abigail dancing and twirling!

Doing the dolly Dance!

Abigail was 1 of 2 girls who were in the class. The other girl didn't speak English and was a bit shy. Abigail on the other hand was all over the room, dancing, watching herself in the mirror, twirling, running back and forth. It was when the music played that she was truly attentive to what was going on. I will close this post out by saying, Abigail is only 2 and I do not know what role music will play in her life. It is my job to help her experience different avenues and encourage the areas she seems to love. God is the only one who knows the steps she will take. Whether or not they are dancing steps doesn't matter, what matters is the joy she is experiencing right now and the look in her face when her music plays... my own heart and spirit dance!!

Urrgg.. Not Today!

Don't you hate when you make time for something and it doesn't happen? I haven't had anything to post about with exception to my friend Jennifer and her children's visit. This was a fun day in which neither of us brought out our cameras. Tonight was the night I was going to update my blog with some beautiful pictures of my "Little Moos". Unfortunately my camera battery had other plans. Not a big deal, I can just do it tomorrow right? Um I don't thinks so, since I am completely overwhelmed with activities to post: Abigail's first dance class, Thanksgiving, todays visit to Balboa Park, The Train Museum, and tomorrow we are heading to Sea World. How did I go from almost nothing to post to too much to post? And why oh, why didn't I post as the events happened? As I sit here typing I am wondering if I should just make one post or draw it out a few days. I am certain it will be the latter since writing about the day, feeding the kids, downloading pictures, getting the kids dressed, editing my post, changing a diaper (or two), and of course what ever else is needed hugs&kisses proves to take up most of my time.
I wanted to post something and I couldn't let a camera battery deter me, so this is my post promising something much better in the days to come!

Halloween Fun!

Our Halloween turned out to be 2 days of fun, starting on Thursday. My MOPS group had a Hallo-wasn't party which was lots of fun and it gave me an opportunity to meet some new moms. It was so fun to see all the kids dressed up in their Halloween costumes. I dressed Mason up as a spider, but his costume is pretty bulky so he only tolerated it for about 5 minutes.
I wish he would have worn it longer because he looked so cute. Unfortunately this became the norm. He also only wore his costume for about 2 minutes on Halloween.
Abigail's official Halloween costume was Little Miss Muffet, but I didn't have her wear it to the party. Instead I dressed her up in a tutu. I didn't get a picture of her standing up but here she is sitting down to look at all of her neat goodies she received.

Friday Abigail's class joined in on the schools Halloween parade. This was the the first time they participated in this parade. John took off of work to join us. It was great having him there, however Abigail decided she wanted to be with her daddy. We finally got her to join the parade which was so cute. Abigail's class age range is 18 months up to 30 months. Abigail is the oldest in the class at 29 months. She is also quite independent, and at one point when her class was sitting down cheering on the older kids, Abigail was marching in the parade.

Mason also enjoyed the parade, but mostly he enjoyed playing in Abigail's classroom and out on the playground. He is ready to go to preschool!

Finally Halloween night! We decided to go to a church carnival at a church we had never been to before. I am so glad that we did. We had so much fun and once again, Abigail and John were the ones having the most fun. She went on jumpy slides, and a pony ride. The church set up "Truth or Treating" on there 3rd floor. The kids went from room to room getting their treat bags filled up. The last thing we did was the pony ride and Abigail is still talking about her princess pony "Pinkheart". The kids were exhausted and fell asleep as soon as there little bodies hit their carseat. We enjoyed those 2 days and I am so thankful for my children.