A deleriously happy couple...that's the tall and short of us anyhow. And now there'll be six
Showing posts with label Amy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Amy. Show all posts
Friday, January 13, 2012
Some pictures of the girls
Captain Underpants
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
A bit about Amy-bamy
This little girl is growing up too fast. She already knows all of her shapes, can pick out several letters in the alphabet (A, O, E, L, T, M) and is constantly amazing me with her vocabulary.
She makes motherhood very enjoyable and funny, though at times she can be the center of mischief, but on the whole she's a great little helper and gives me a child's perspective on everything. She makes me more aware of how amazing the world is when you're young.
She loves the new bike we are trying to fix up for her Christmas present. She also loves the red polka-dot skirt she's sporting in this photo. She wore it to bed the other day, and then wanted to wear it later after I'd put it in the laundry basket. I told her it was dirty and had to be washed and she said: "I just want to wear a dirty skirt". :)
Amy also LOVES shades!! She makes me laugh when she talks to me while wearing these, because she looks like a little bug. :) One of her other recent quotes... we were getting ready for bed and she said she wanted some food: "But it's time for bed and we've already had dinner", I said. "I just want some more food", Amy said. "It's just my life!"
We love these two girls! They fill our world with laughter, snuggles, craziness, laundry and much much joy!
Friday, April 29, 2011
Essentially wordless...
Friday, April 1, 2011
For the Quote board...
Ryan had been taking a few pictures of Amy, and asked if he could take one more picture. Amy looks at him with a bored look and declares:
"Daddy, there's no more cheese."
When she first saw a peach, she cocked her head and looked at me quizzically:
"Orange has a bum."
Apparently I often tell Amy things like -- 'better be nice to that, or I'll take it away'. Well, Amy has started saying often: "I wanna be nice" as another form of please. If you tell her it's time for bed, or time to clean up, she'll say "I wanna be nice" thinking she'll still get to do whatever she's doing.
Amy has started singing primary songs a lot. Most of them you can pick out:
"I twying... be... ike Jeee-sus!"
"I wanna see de Tempuw"
"Wise man biwd house rock, and a wain, wain, wain down"
"Quietly, quietly, quietly"
The "friend song" is 'I'll walk with you' because one girl is pushing the other in a wheelchair and Amy thought she was being a good friend. :) I love this girl more every day!
"Daddy, there's no more cheese."
When she first saw a peach, she cocked her head and looked at me quizzically:
"Orange has a bum."
Apparently I often tell Amy things like -- 'better be nice to that, or I'll take it away'. Well, Amy has started saying often: "I wanna be nice" as another form of please. If you tell her it's time for bed, or time to clean up, she'll say "I wanna be nice" thinking she'll still get to do whatever she's doing.
Amy has started singing primary songs a lot. Most of them you can pick out:
"I twying... be... ike Jeee-sus!"
"I wanna see de Tempuw"
"Wise man biwd house rock, and a wain, wain, wain down"
"Quietly, quietly, quietly"
The "friend song" is 'I'll walk with you' because one girl is pushing the other in a wheelchair and Amy thought she was being a good friend. :) I love this girl more every day!
Friday, February 11, 2011
And she's..... TWO!
Here are the decorations we put up for her birthday party... not that you can see them all that well from the lighting in this photo -- baloons, the cute banner Aunt Erin made, and pink streamers.
I made probably what was my fourth batch of frosting ever, and I'm pleased to say that it tasted good.
It was hard to get her to blow the candles out though. She just kept looking at them and saying "It's hot." So, I'm glad she's gotten the idea that touching flame is a bad plan. Too bad we're having trouble uploading the videos.
Here I am holding two fun babies: can you guess which one's older? Well, if you guessed Esther -- you're wrong! Her little pal is 3 weeks older than her, but Esther looks quite a bit bigger. You can't really tell in this photo though, but take it from me. Esther was a bit longer, and chubbier. But both girls have darling cheeks!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
More pictures of our darling girls
I love my girls!
Well, the story was exactly that way... Amy would tell Esther what was on each page: "Puppy, Baby! Robot, baby!" It was so cute!! Esther didn't know what to think about all the high pitched-ness and just cooed.
I can't imagine life without them, or without the help of my wonderful husband and best-friend! I feel very blessed.
"This is where to put the food, Mom."
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Update
So, I don't take very many photos, but I do take a few. But getting those photos uploaded and posted about sometimes (often) just does not happen. For those who take an interest in what goes on at the Weight household of late, I will enlighten you:
Hospital bills are turning me into a hippie -- we'll see how much damage is done. If they don't stop coming soon with crazy charges for things I didn't have Ryan and I might move to the midwest, buy a farm, bathe in Kefir, do a home-birth and home-school our kids whilst wearing leaves for clothes. (I was charged for, and what's harder to fight is the nurse wrote that I had a IV though I had a heplock, and that IV charge turned my labor level from a 1 to a 3 which is 3 times more expensive). I guess we'll just have to see which of those hippie-ish things stick around.
Amy continues to make us laugh, every day. Her best joke is: "Bye bye, ketchup" which she says with great delight and laughs about. She's potty training and is so excited when she goes I'm always in fear she'll actually get stuff on the ground because as soon as something starts she stands up, whirls around to check and announces so proud "Good job, Amy!!"
Esther and I are battling thrush this week, which is not fun for me... Esther so far doesn't seem more fussy than usual (she has a lot of gas, poor babe, which tends to make her fussy whenever she's trying to get it out or poop). Hopefully we'll be on the mend soon. She likes to eat often during the night especially... and she's very much a snuggler... so opposite from Amy at this age. She can sense when we leave the room. For the last few nights just to get her to pipe down, we've had her in bed with us which immediately shuts her up. When when I transfer her back to her pac-n-play, she announces within minutes how frustrated she is. I thought she could smell us on the sheets, or liked how cush our bed was... but no, it's US she can smell. This morning, I left her sleeping soundly on our bed and got up to do stuff... within 2 minutes she was fussing and then crying. I picked her up and brought her in here... and I'm not holding her, she's just laying beside me on the couch, and she's perfectly content.
Ryan continues to work super hard, and we look forward to the weekends where we can try to refuel him with Amy's jokes and lots of 'hide-n-seek'. Things are looking up though... his job should be a bit less stressful in January for him. We'll see. He continues studying every night and widdling away on his degree. I am more proud of him than I can express... in addition to doing all that he does there, he is a superb husband and father and makes me feel like royalty.
So, that's that here at the Weight household. If you can be patient for pictures, my Mom's visiting today and when she does she usually takes pictures and posts them to her blog, and then I steal them. :) So look forward to that.
Hospital bills are turning me into a hippie -- we'll see how much damage is done. If they don't stop coming soon with crazy charges for things I didn't have Ryan and I might move to the midwest, buy a farm, bathe in Kefir, do a home-birth and home-school our kids whilst wearing leaves for clothes. (I was charged for, and what's harder to fight is the nurse wrote that I had a IV though I had a heplock, and that IV charge turned my labor level from a 1 to a 3 which is 3 times more expensive). I guess we'll just have to see which of those hippie-ish things stick around.
Amy continues to make us laugh, every day. Her best joke is: "Bye bye, ketchup" which she says with great delight and laughs about. She's potty training and is so excited when she goes I'm always in fear she'll actually get stuff on the ground because as soon as something starts she stands up, whirls around to check and announces so proud "Good job, Amy!!"
Esther and I are battling thrush this week, which is not fun for me... Esther so far doesn't seem more fussy than usual (she has a lot of gas, poor babe, which tends to make her fussy whenever she's trying to get it out or poop). Hopefully we'll be on the mend soon. She likes to eat often during the night especially... and she's very much a snuggler... so opposite from Amy at this age. She can sense when we leave the room. For the last few nights just to get her to pipe down, we've had her in bed with us which immediately shuts her up. When when I transfer her back to her pac-n-play, she announces within minutes how frustrated she is. I thought she could smell us on the sheets, or liked how cush our bed was... but no, it's US she can smell. This morning, I left her sleeping soundly on our bed and got up to do stuff... within 2 minutes she was fussing and then crying. I picked her up and brought her in here... and I'm not holding her, she's just laying beside me on the couch, and she's perfectly content.
Ryan continues to work super hard, and we look forward to the weekends where we can try to refuel him with Amy's jokes and lots of 'hide-n-seek'. Things are looking up though... his job should be a bit less stressful in January for him. We'll see. He continues studying every night and widdling away on his degree. I am more proud of him than I can express... in addition to doing all that he does there, he is a superb husband and father and makes me feel like royalty.
So, that's that here at the Weight household. If you can be patient for pictures, my Mom's visiting today and when she does she usually takes pictures and posts them to her blog, and then I steal them. :) So look forward to that.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Birthday Girl
Our little wonder Amy is turning 1 year old. We wanted to share with everyone this clip the her Oma Jill took of some of her first steps. Hope you enjoy. We should have more posted for the birthday girl.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Fun Pics
Monday, April 20, 2009
Trying to Capture a Smile
Sunday, April 19, 2009
She's Gettin' Bigger
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Amy's Blessing
Thursday, March 19, 2009
About the Sunday Photos



So...you don't believe me? Well, look at these beauties! In Ryan's defense, it's hard to remember to smile when you're focused on taking the picture right. We had one that was SUPER cute of Ryan and me, but then only Amy's eyes were showing, just peeping over where the picture cut off. :) Na ja, es macht nichts, neh?
Friday, March 6, 2009
Steph's Sweater
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Our tall baby
Amy already fits into 3 month old clothes. I am guessing that all the other clothes we got that were for shorter babies won't work on our kids...since they seem to take so after Ryan.

This little outfit looks like it will work for the week...but depending on how she grows, not much longer than that.
Should I take this as a sign that ALL of my children will tower over me? Yet, I was 21 inches long I think. But, obviously somewhere along the line being tall became less important to my body. I think it pooped out in 6th grade. It decided "who needs to be tall, if you find a tall husband he can get the cereal down for you...see?" :) Thankfully that's what happened, but maybe my body also had a back up plan of investing in a ladder.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Our Dr's Visit
Well, Munckilina here does NOT like being examined at the Dr.'s office, but we were able to find out how much she's weighing now and how much she's grown. So, when she entered the world she weighed 8 lbs 13 ounces and was 21.5 inches long. Now she's 9 lbs 12 ounces and 22 inches long. She's in the 81 percentile for weight and 91 percentile for length. We got some saline drops to help with her stuffy nasal cavity and we're supposed to give her some Vitamin D stuff. It's cherry flavored, but she definitely thinks Mommy's milk is better. She gave me really odd facial expressions as I gave her some today.
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