First Day of School

So today was the first day of school for my girls.  Which wouldn't normally mean much at a year-round day care, but today Emma moved up to the Rainbow Room.  Which means that the next room is pre-K.  Which means that before I know it, she will be leaving for college.  So maybe that is a bit of an exaggeration, but this morning it definitely felt that way.  All of the radio stations were talking about back to school and how fast kids grow up.  Which just made me more sappy.  All I needed was for Emma to ask me why I was sad.  I am not sure what she would have thought had I told her that soon she was going to leave me and she wouldn't need me anymore.  :)  OK.  Overly melodramatic moment is over.  Here is a quick pic of the girls on their first day.  Hopefully I got a better one on my camera and I will post it soon.

Plumb sings a song that expresses my feelings perfectly.  The first time I heard it was not long after Emma was born and it has been one of my favorites ever since.  I think I have listened to it at least 4 times today.  Who wouldn't want to always keep their children close and protect them from all the bad things in the world?

"In My Arms"

Your baby blues

So full of wonder

Your curly cues

Your contagious smile

And as i watch

You start to grow up

All I can do is hold you tight

Knowing clouds will rage in

Storms will race in

But you will be safe in my arms

Rains will pour down

Waves will crash all around

But you will be safe in my arms

Story books are full of fairy tales

Of kings and queens and the bluest skies

My heart is torn just in knowing

You'll someday see the truth from lies

Knowing clouds will rage in

Storms will race in

But you will be safe in my arms

Rains will pour down

Waves will crash all around

But you will be safe in my arms

Castles they might crumble

Dreams may not come true

But you are never all alone

Because I will always

Always love you

Clouds will rage in

Storms will race in

But you will be safe in my arms

Rains will pour down

Waves will crash all around

But you will be safe in my arms

An update from Olivia at 9 months

... I don't know why this post just showed up, we wrote it on Feb 3, 2011...

So I know that Olivia will be 10 months old tomorrow, but she has been wanting to post this all month,  so I am going to let her. I am passing the keyboard over to her now...

Hello everyone! I am 9 months old now and growing like a weed - a cute and adorable weed - but definitely as fast as a weed.  I had my 9 month well baby check up and everything looks good. I weighed 19 lbs 4 oz and am 28 1/2 inches tall.  I have come a long ways from when I was born and weighed 6 lbs 12 oz and was 19.4 inches tall.  Mama is getting close to the point of not being able to carry me in my car seat.  I don't know what they are going to do about that.  I am saying Mama and Dada now.  I do a lot of cooing and talking, but no one seems to understand what I am saying.  I think Emma does some of the time because she talks back to me in my own language

I started crawling on New Year's Day, so Mom and Dad can't keep up with me now.  They have their work cut out for them because they have gotten a little relaxed on keeping everything baby safe.  I am finding lots of things on the floor that are very exciting and of course they have to go straight into my mouth so that I can check them out.  Who knew that chewing on scraps of paper could be so much fun?

Just this week I figured out how to stand up by myself.  I have to hold onto something, but I like the view from up here. There is a whole new world of things to get into now that I can reach higher.  I can't wait to see what I can get my hands on.  My diet is now quickly expanding.  This week I have tried English Peas, Avocados, and Mum Mums.  I love feeding myself, so anything that it is easy to pick up is great fun.  I have also discovered that I love banana muffins, so I need to encourage Emma to make me some more.  She is a great big sister.  She likes to bring me toys and make sure that I am happy.  She has been trying to take some of my new toys this week and we need to put a stop to that.  Mama takes away one of her toys when she takes one of mine that I am playing with, but that doesn't seem to have solved the problem yet.  Emma better watch out because I think it is about time for me to start taking her toys.  The world is my oyster now that I am mobile and Emma has many pearls that I need to get my hands (and mouth) on!

I am definitely one of the happiest babies around.  It doesn't take much to make me smile and laugh.  Actually, it takes quite a lot to make me stop smiling.  There are just so many things to be happy about that I can't help myself.  Mama says that I am the happiest baby she is ever seen so I am sure that is the truth.  She has a very objective perspective.

Behind the Times

Since my blog still has a Christmas background, I think it is only fitting that I finally share some of Olivia's newborn pictures and my maternity pictures.  Olivia is 6 weeks old in the newborn pictures and I was 36 weeks pregnant in the maternity pictures.  Just one short week before Olivia was born!

 I uploaded more pictures to my Picasa web album, so check those out.