July 13, 2010
A trip to the Hardee Livestock Market
Since our summer Mondays are limited in number and the cattle auction in Wauchula is held on Mondays Cindi and I decided to take our herd down there for a little field trip. They dusted off their boots - we wanted to fit in - and headed down to Wauchula to watch the cattle sale and have some lunch. When we arrived we were surprised to find a virtual petting zoo outside the market. Well, there were just goats, but they were very friendly and the kids loved the kids.
Once inside the auction the girls were mesmerized by the whole process of running the cows in, the sale taking place, and the next cows run inside in a continuous cycle. Benjamin sat for a few minutes taking it all in before he decided he needed a closer look. He scooted down to the end of the row, looked back at me a bit coyly, and eased down to the next row. Before I knew it he raised his hand and squealed. I'm not sure, but I think we may have bought a cow. She was one handsome bovine, but we left before they could put our name on her.
The cattle market has a cafe on site and many farmers and cattlemen, regardless of whether or not they are selling/buying anything at the auction, will stop by for an old-fashioned grilled hamburger. The regulars are easy to spot, and the limited dining space is almost always crowded. Fortunately we arrived a little after the lunch crowd had cleared out so we had the place to ourselves for a while. This is especially good considering that Benjamin is still learning that I mean what I say and that I am largely unaffected by his tantrums. This can be unfortunate for anyone else present, though. He bellied-up to the bar for his hamburger, right along with the girls, but it didn't last. He was too short to sit up there and reach his food and without a seatbelt and helmet I couldn't let him stay there anyway. Man, did he kick up a ruckus when I made him sit at the table with Aunt Cindi and me! Food soon won out though, and he decided to stop fighting me and eat. I should mention that he's a bit hardheaded. He was far more interested in his fries than in the hamburger, even though they were much too hot to eat. We kept trying to get him to eat the hamburger first, but he only wanted the fries. He'd take a bite and whine and whimper, saying, "hot, hot" and blow a little. Then he'd go back for more. Some of us just have to learn patience the hard way.
On our way out we stopped by the goat pen once again for another round of petting and nibbling. It was a great outing and except for lunch, a freebie. The girls are begging to go back next week and I know my little cowboy would love it, too. Heck, we just might.
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Benjamin's Room
July 2, 2010
Giddy-up, Cowboy!
My camera and my computer have had a little tiff and I haven't been able to upload pictures for several weeks except from my phone. I finally had some quiet-mama time and did some trouble-shooting. I even bought a new cable, but that wasn't the problem. Still, in a round-a-bout way I have finally been able to upload some photos.
I think I may have mentioned this before, but while we were in China for Benjamin I had some great friends makeover Benjamin's room. I couldn't bring myself to "give Minqi the boot" while I cowboy'd up a princess-themed space. So when we left for China it was in my mind that I had some painting to do when we got home. Fortunately Cindi, Cindy, Jennifer, and Katie had other plans. We'll be forever grateful, me especially, since I hate to paint. And thanks to Clayton for helping create the awesome saddle stool seat. Benjamin loves it! If anyone needs a room redone let me know. I'll put you in touch with my interior designers. Love you guys!
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
*I want to hire them pronto! How amazing! I am so jealous (I hope it doesn't count as a sin if you call it by another name.) They did a wonderful job and we can't wait to see it...and Benjamin...in person. Maybe he can spark David's interest in another boy :-)
Posted by: Teresa on July 3, 2010 at 08:08 A.M.
Giddy-up, Cowboy!
My camera and my computer have had a little tiff and I haven't been able to upload pictures for several weeks except from my phone. I finally had some quiet-mama time and did some trouble-shooting. I even bought a new cable, but that wasn't the problem. Still, in a round-a-bout way I have finally been able to upload some photos.
I think I may have mentioned this before, but while we were in China for Benjamin I had some great friends makeover Benjamin's room. I couldn't bring myself to "give Minqi the boot" while I cowboy'd up a princess-themed space. So when we left for China it was in my mind that I had some painting to do when we got home. Fortunately Cindi, Cindy, Jennifer, and Katie had other plans. We'll be forever grateful, me especially, since I hate to paint. And thanks to Clayton for helping create the awesome saddle stool seat. Benjamin loves it! If anyone needs a room redone let me know. I'll put you in touch with my interior designers. Love you guys!
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
*I want to hire them pronto! How amazing! I am so jealous (I hope it doesn't count as a sin if you call it by another name.) They did a wonderful job and we can't wait to see it...and Benjamin...in person. Maybe he can spark David's interest in another boy :-)
Posted by: Teresa on July 3, 2010 at 08:08 A.M.
STRIKE THREE!
June 22, 2010
And I'm outta here
Call it adventures in parenting.
Call it "one of those days."
Call it anything you like, because I don't have a name for it.
It started this morning while I was on the phone fighting with the insurance company about adding Benjamin to our coverage. I faxed all necessary documents to them weeks ago, just days after returning from China. For some reason they received Dale's signed letter outlining the details of our adoption, but they CLAIM (nice little insurance lingo I've picked up in the past few weeks) that they didn't receive, in the same fax, our Adoption Certificate. This wouldn't be that big of a deal, since Watson Clinic will take our word for it and refile. But Benjamin has an appointment tomorrow at All-Children's with the orthopedic specialist and they won't just refile. They require payment up front if coverage cannot be verified.
Enter "Strike One"
So just imagine my state of mind, on said telephone with the Blue Cross nazi, when I hear Olivia yell, "No sir! Mom! That's BAD! Mom! You're in big trouble young man!" I made my phone exit as quickly as possible and went down the hall to find Benjamin, as well as the surrounding carpet, wall, and mirror covered in brown marker. No. It really was quite comical. I didn't even get mad. I just went to cleaning him up as quickly as possible. Thank the Lord for baby wipes. I think they have the same chemical composition as 409, Mr. Clean, Clorox, and mama spit all rolled into one. You can probably wipe three-week-old love-bug residue from the grill of your car with them with hardly an ounce of elbow grease. Meanwhile, I was praying I could get my little brown baby clean again. I don't want the doctor to be distracted by the track lines up and down his body and not be able to focus on the real issue at hand.
Lessons to learn:
Baby Wipes remove ink from baby skin.
Oxy Clean Carpet Spray removes ink from carpet.
Everyone's happy.
Enter "Strike Two"
Benjamin was down for his nap. I'm was doing laundry, cleaning up from lunch, yada yada yada when the girls scurried into the bathroom. They were giggling and cuttin' up to beat the band and I was afraid they were going to wake up the marker marvel and I couldn't have that so I opened the bathroom door to quiet them just in time to see Olivia, the amazing monkey girl, hop down from the sink. "The sink?" you ask. Yes, I, too, made the mistake of asking her what she was doing up there and then to my unbelieving ears she informed me that she and Abigail had to "go" at the same time and Abigail beat her to the potty. When she told Abigail she really really had to "go" she said Abigail told her to "go" in the sink. Okay, ladies. I didn't just fall off the turnip truck yesterday. We all know that if you really have to "go" that bad you can't climb up the back of the toilet and onto a SINK without peeing in your pants,let alone the SINK! Yeah. I'm still reeling from that one. too. I'm not sure what emotion I felt at that time. It's not exactly anger, not exactly exasperation, not exactly confounding confusion. I've never really experienced it before, so I'm not sure what to call it. If you ask Olivia she'll tell you it's a spanking.
Enter "Strike Three"
I turn to Abigail, with that undefined expression firmly stuck on my face and ask her if she told Olivia to do that, ready to scold her and tell her to never NEVER tell Olivia to do ANYTHING that she shouldn't do, even in jest, because she just might do it. And that would have been the end of it. But my sweet, innocent, dependable, never-gets-in-trouble angel-child LIED and said, "No, Mama." My mama-lie-dector went off. This would have probably earned time-out and a lecture had I not caught her in a little lie just yesterday. So where did I go wrong? Is this just a stage, or am I a total failure as a mother? That emotion that I described above...triple it! I still don't know what to call it, but if you ask Abigail she'll tell you it's Pink Grapefruit foam soap.
So what's a mom to do? After shooing those two peein' lyin' renegades to bed for a nap they don't usually have to take, disinfected the bathroom, and tackled the last evidence of the brown marker, I called Dale and explained to him that we needed a board meeting, aka a date night.
Enter Emma, angel of light and mercy. (Home run!) We left our three cherubs in her capable hands and enjoyed a nice, quiet dinner and went to a free movie I had coupons for. So after a relaxing evening with the chairman of the board and no babies to wipe, bottoms to spank, or mouths to wash out with soap I am home, the queen of my castle and ready to face anything again tomorrow. The Home Team wins!
Disclaimer: For prosperity's sake there are no pictures to document these events. It's enough that these three images are forever singed into my brain. I'll pull them up years from now and laugh.
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
*Good Heavens! Are they trying to kill you? The good news is that I had no idea that baby wipes were that useful. You helped me to recognize a power-source to be unleashed in the event of such a disaster in my home. You do good work, soldier. Way to re-establish control and spark a romance with the Chairman of the Board. I am in awe of your power.
Posted by: Teresa on June 23, 2010 at 03:41 A.M.
*Sorry you had such a rough day! Sounds like you handled it very well though! Hope all is going well at the doctor's. Have a better day today!
Keturah
Posted by: Keturah on June 23, 2010 at 05:49 A.M.
*I know Cindi is out of town, so feel free to call me if you have the Snickers/Diet Coke urge - I'll be happy to stand in!!!
Posted by: Cynthia Kuhlman on June 23, 2010 at 01:22 P.M.
*i am rolling on the floor. it is so comforting to know i am not the only one out there that has such days :) kids get more creative w/ age. and the thing that makes it harder when they are older is that they also get sneakier and quieter in their mischief. the fun has only begun.
dillon made himself a zebra once w/ a sharpie. that didn't wash off so well, but i have since learned that fingernail polish remover is a wonderful thing :) like baby wipes, it cleans LOTS of things - sometimes too well, but hey, the marker is off (and maybe some paint too).
hoping your days are going better and benjamin's dr. appt. went well :)
Posted by: Shelle M. on June 24, 2010 at 02:23 P.M.
*I cannot believe my Abigail! You should write a book about your adventures. FYI-Olivia isn't the only one who has used a sink. ???? I will never tell who else has.
Posted by: Chris Lynch on June 25, 2010 at 06:52 P.M.
*Hi There:)
Was browsing sites on YB.net and came across yours. I live about 10 minutes from you, in Winter Haven...and we just came home from China with our daughter in late April!
I'd love to touch base with you sometime and compare notes, lol!
Amy
www.journeytoourprincess.blogspot.com
Posted by: Amy Howard on June 26, 2010 at 12:40 A.M.
*btdt with bcbs. I laugh when their Ads come on claiming how "easy" they are to deal with. NOT! So glad we don't have them any longer.
Love your adventures in Parenting. Helps to know that my life is "normal" as everyone elses. :-)
Posted by: Melanie D on June 27, 2010 at 04:15 P.M.
And I'm outta here
Call it adventures in parenting.
Call it "one of those days."
Call it anything you like, because I don't have a name for it.
It started this morning while I was on the phone fighting with the insurance company about adding Benjamin to our coverage. I faxed all necessary documents to them weeks ago, just days after returning from China. For some reason they received Dale's signed letter outlining the details of our adoption, but they CLAIM (nice little insurance lingo I've picked up in the past few weeks) that they didn't receive, in the same fax, our Adoption Certificate. This wouldn't be that big of a deal, since Watson Clinic will take our word for it and refile. But Benjamin has an appointment tomorrow at All-Children's with the orthopedic specialist and they won't just refile. They require payment up front if coverage cannot be verified.
Enter "Strike One"
So just imagine my state of mind, on said telephone with the Blue Cross nazi, when I hear Olivia yell, "No sir! Mom! That's BAD! Mom! You're in big trouble young man!" I made my phone exit as quickly as possible and went down the hall to find Benjamin, as well as the surrounding carpet, wall, and mirror covered in brown marker. No. It really was quite comical. I didn't even get mad. I just went to cleaning him up as quickly as possible. Thank the Lord for baby wipes. I think they have the same chemical composition as 409, Mr. Clean, Clorox, and mama spit all rolled into one. You can probably wipe three-week-old love-bug residue from the grill of your car with them with hardly an ounce of elbow grease. Meanwhile, I was praying I could get my little brown baby clean again. I don't want the doctor to be distracted by the track lines up and down his body and not be able to focus on the real issue at hand.
Lessons to learn:
Baby Wipes remove ink from baby skin.
Oxy Clean Carpet Spray removes ink from carpet.
Everyone's happy.
Enter "Strike Two"
Benjamin was down for his nap. I'm was doing laundry, cleaning up from lunch, yada yada yada when the girls scurried into the bathroom. They were giggling and cuttin' up to beat the band and I was afraid they were going to wake up the marker marvel and I couldn't have that so I opened the bathroom door to quiet them just in time to see Olivia, the amazing monkey girl, hop down from the sink. "The sink?" you ask. Yes, I, too, made the mistake of asking her what she was doing up there and then to my unbelieving ears she informed me that she and Abigail had to "go" at the same time and Abigail beat her to the potty. When she told Abigail she really really had to "go" she said Abigail told her to "go" in the sink. Okay, ladies. I didn't just fall off the turnip truck yesterday. We all know that if you really have to "go" that bad you can't climb up the back of the toilet and onto a SINK without peeing in your pants,let alone the SINK! Yeah. I'm still reeling from that one. too. I'm not sure what emotion I felt at that time. It's not exactly anger, not exactly exasperation, not exactly confounding confusion. I've never really experienced it before, so I'm not sure what to call it. If you ask Olivia she'll tell you it's a spanking.
Enter "Strike Three"
I turn to Abigail, with that undefined expression firmly stuck on my face and ask her if she told Olivia to do that, ready to scold her and tell her to never NEVER tell Olivia to do ANYTHING that she shouldn't do, even in jest, because she just might do it. And that would have been the end of it. But my sweet, innocent, dependable, never-gets-in-trouble angel-child LIED and said, "No, Mama." My mama-lie-dector went off. This would have probably earned time-out and a lecture had I not caught her in a little lie just yesterday. So where did I go wrong? Is this just a stage, or am I a total failure as a mother? That emotion that I described above...triple it! I still don't know what to call it, but if you ask Abigail she'll tell you it's Pink Grapefruit foam soap.
So what's a mom to do? After shooing those two peein' lyin' renegades to bed for a nap they don't usually have to take, disinfected the bathroom, and tackled the last evidence of the brown marker, I called Dale and explained to him that we needed a board meeting, aka a date night.
Enter Emma, angel of light and mercy. (Home run!) We left our three cherubs in her capable hands and enjoyed a nice, quiet dinner and went to a free movie I had coupons for. So after a relaxing evening with the chairman of the board and no babies to wipe, bottoms to spank, or mouths to wash out with soap I am home, the queen of my castle and ready to face anything again tomorrow. The Home Team wins!
Disclaimer: For prosperity's sake there are no pictures to document these events. It's enough that these three images are forever singed into my brain. I'll pull them up years from now and laugh.
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
*Good Heavens! Are they trying to kill you? The good news is that I had no idea that baby wipes were that useful. You helped me to recognize a power-source to be unleashed in the event of such a disaster in my home. You do good work, soldier. Way to re-establish control and spark a romance with the Chairman of the Board. I am in awe of your power.
Posted by: Teresa on June 23, 2010 at 03:41 A.M.
*Sorry you had such a rough day! Sounds like you handled it very well though! Hope all is going well at the doctor's. Have a better day today!
Keturah
Posted by: Keturah on June 23, 2010 at 05:49 A.M.
*I know Cindi is out of town, so feel free to call me if you have the Snickers/Diet Coke urge - I'll be happy to stand in!!!
Posted by: Cynthia Kuhlman on June 23, 2010 at 01:22 P.M.
*i am rolling on the floor. it is so comforting to know i am not the only one out there that has such days :) kids get more creative w/ age. and the thing that makes it harder when they are older is that they also get sneakier and quieter in their mischief. the fun has only begun.
dillon made himself a zebra once w/ a sharpie. that didn't wash off so well, but i have since learned that fingernail polish remover is a wonderful thing :) like baby wipes, it cleans LOTS of things - sometimes too well, but hey, the marker is off (and maybe some paint too).
hoping your days are going better and benjamin's dr. appt. went well :)
Posted by: Shelle M. on June 24, 2010 at 02:23 P.M.
*I cannot believe my Abigail! You should write a book about your adventures. FYI-Olivia isn't the only one who has used a sink. ???? I will never tell who else has.
Posted by: Chris Lynch on June 25, 2010 at 06:52 P.M.
*Hi There:)
Was browsing sites on YB.net and came across yours. I live about 10 minutes from you, in Winter Haven...and we just came home from China with our daughter in late April!
I'd love to touch base with you sometime and compare notes, lol!
Amy
www.journeytoourprincess.blogspot.com
Posted by: Amy Howard on June 26, 2010 at 12:40 A.M.
*btdt with bcbs. I laugh when their Ads come on claiming how "easy" they are to deal with. NOT! So glad we don't have them any longer.
Love your adventures in Parenting. Helps to know that my life is "normal" as everyone elses. :-)
Posted by: Melanie D on June 27, 2010 at 04:15 P.M.
The "Sand Man" Cometh!
June 20, 2010
Olivia's 6th birthday was this past Friday and she asked to celebrate by going to the beach. Unfortunately, Dale had to work, but I decided I could manage so we headed to Coquina Beach in Bradenton bright, though not as early as I had hoped, Friday morning.
Just as I expected, Benjamin was thrilled with the sand and the water. The waves didn't intimidate him at all, and neither did the undertow. He is simply amazing. When we left I had geared myself up for a day of chasing after our little guy, but he surprised me by being content to stay with us, whether we were in the sand or the surf. I thought that he would get enough of being knocked under water by the waves after a few times, but instead he learned how to take each crash without losing his footing after a while.
The waves and the temperature were pretty mild, the perfect conditions for Benjamin to first experience the ocean. So much so that we went back on Saturday, this time with Dale. (We have to take advantage of the beach while the only oil on it is the suntan variety). We took with us a box of Nutter Butter cookies and a bag of cheetohs, to share or not to share with the seagulls. I never share with the seagulls until we're ready to leave since they won't leave you alone once they get a taste of the goods. However, since Benjamin feels a balanced diet is a cookie (or cheetoh) in each hand and cannot always hold on to them, he shared a cheetoh with the flock. I thought they'd never leave us alone after that. He has a better grip when it comes to Nutter Butters, though. With a cookie grasped in his sandy paw he waded out into the water to catch up with Abigail and Olivia and in his rush a wave knocked him under. He came right back up with the cookie still in his hand and went right back to eating it. The waves may cause him to lose his balance, but never his food. :o)
On our first day Benjamin and his beach bunny sisters fell asleep within five minutes of leaving the beach behind. I thought he'd fall asleep on our second day, too, since it was much later when we left, but no. He sang and squealed all the way home, much to my chagrin. My boy's got a set of pipes!
(My camera cable died, so until I can find a new one the pics are from my phone. Hence the poor quality, but at least you can get the idea).
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
*Each time I see your kids, I think that they cannot get any cuter. And the next time I see them, they prove me wrong. God bless the boy for holding onto his Nutter Butter. He has his priorities straight!
Posted by: Teresa on June 20, 2010 at 05:41 P.M.
Olivia's 6th birthday was this past Friday and she asked to celebrate by going to the beach. Unfortunately, Dale had to work, but I decided I could manage so we headed to Coquina Beach in Bradenton bright, though not as early as I had hoped, Friday morning.
Just as I expected, Benjamin was thrilled with the sand and the water. The waves didn't intimidate him at all, and neither did the undertow. He is simply amazing. When we left I had geared myself up for a day of chasing after our little guy, but he surprised me by being content to stay with us, whether we were in the sand or the surf. I thought that he would get enough of being knocked under water by the waves after a few times, but instead he learned how to take each crash without losing his footing after a while.
The waves and the temperature were pretty mild, the perfect conditions for Benjamin to first experience the ocean. So much so that we went back on Saturday, this time with Dale. (We have to take advantage of the beach while the only oil on it is the suntan variety). We took with us a box of Nutter Butter cookies and a bag of cheetohs, to share or not to share with the seagulls. I never share with the seagulls until we're ready to leave since they won't leave you alone once they get a taste of the goods. However, since Benjamin feels a balanced diet is a cookie (or cheetoh) in each hand and cannot always hold on to them, he shared a cheetoh with the flock. I thought they'd never leave us alone after that. He has a better grip when it comes to Nutter Butters, though. With a cookie grasped in his sandy paw he waded out into the water to catch up with Abigail and Olivia and in his rush a wave knocked him under. He came right back up with the cookie still in his hand and went right back to eating it. The waves may cause him to lose his balance, but never his food. :o)
On our first day Benjamin and his beach bunny sisters fell asleep within five minutes of leaving the beach behind. I thought he'd fall asleep on our second day, too, since it was much later when we left, but no. He sang and squealed all the way home, much to my chagrin. My boy's got a set of pipes!
(My camera cable died, so until I can find a new one the pics are from my phone. Hence the poor quality, but at least you can get the idea).
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
*Each time I see your kids, I think that they cannot get any cuter. And the next time I see them, they prove me wrong. God bless the boy for holding onto his Nutter Butter. He has his priorities straight!
Posted by: Teresa on June 20, 2010 at 05:41 P.M.
Food and Water
June 11, 2010
Two things Benjamin loves
Just don't forget the ketchup. I think he'd eat chopped liver if you covered it with ketchup first.
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
I feel that way about things dipped in funnel cake batter and deep fried. Benjamin and I are going to be eating buddies. I have a feeling he just might like my chocolate chip cookies...
Posted by: Teresa on June 11, 2010 at 01:43 P.M.
Two things Benjamin loves
Just don't forget the ketchup. I think he'd eat chopped liver if you covered it with ketchup first.
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
I feel that way about things dipped in funnel cake batter and deep fried. Benjamin and I are going to be eating buddies. I have a feeling he just might like my chocolate chip cookies...
Posted by: Teresa on June 11, 2010 at 01:43 P.M.
Quality Time
June 11, 2010
Now Dale has a partner in crime. I'm going to go ahead and take as much credit for that as I can since it was really my idea initially to accept a referral for our little guy . We thought it was going to be a girl, but God had other plans. Benjamin is the best birthday present I ever received. I love seeing these two together. Dale is a great dad!
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
And just when I thought Dale Croy couldn't get any more handsome, you post these photos. Those two together are pin-up quality!
Posted by: Teresa on June 11, 2010 at 01:37 P.M.
Now Dale has a partner in crime. I'm going to go ahead and take as much credit for that as I can since it was really my idea initially to accept a referral for our little guy . We thought it was going to be a girl, but God had other plans. Benjamin is the best birthday present I ever received. I love seeing these two together. Dale is a great dad!
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
And just when I thought Dale Croy couldn't get any more handsome, you post these photos. Those two together are pin-up quality!
Posted by: Teresa on June 11, 2010 at 01:37 P.M.
More First Day Photos
June 11, 2010
I love several of these because they show the compassionate side of Olivia and reassure me that she will love him again...some day. Actually she's added that request to her bedtime prayers. She doesn't like feeling jealous of him and I let her know that HE KNOWS how she feels and that's why he's a little mean to her. She's trying to make amends and his behavior toward her is beginning to improve.
(Sigh) It's hard to be the baby for five years and then suddenly NOT.
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
*Olivia will find her way with Benjamin. She is so loving and yet not ready to give up the baby throne. I have faith in her more generous side. She will show us all up and be his favorite person in the world. After all, it takes one to know one and I think both of them are one!
Posted by: Teresa on June 11, 2010 at 01:40 P.M.
*LOVE all the pics you have posted! Both girls and Benjamin look adorable. Olivia is hardly even a slight shade of jade in these, and I am certain she will recover from that bad case of the greenies! Or we can call her Olive! Shamrock, celadon, Kelly green - all these have a nice ring - we could see which she prefers! Who are we kidding - I'm still jealous of my younger siblings on occasion! And we know how well adjusted I am!!!
Posted by: Cynthia Kuhlman on June 13, 2010 at 04:27 A.M.
I love several of these because they show the compassionate side of Olivia and reassure me that she will love him again...some day. Actually she's added that request to her bedtime prayers. She doesn't like feeling jealous of him and I let her know that HE KNOWS how she feels and that's why he's a little mean to her. She's trying to make amends and his behavior toward her is beginning to improve.
(Sigh) It's hard to be the baby for five years and then suddenly NOT.
COMMENTS FROM FRIENDS AND FAMILY:
*Olivia will find her way with Benjamin. She is so loving and yet not ready to give up the baby throne. I have faith in her more generous side. She will show us all up and be his favorite person in the world. After all, it takes one to know one and I think both of them are one!
Posted by: Teresa on June 11, 2010 at 01:40 P.M.
*LOVE all the pics you have posted! Both girls and Benjamin look adorable. Olivia is hardly even a slight shade of jade in these, and I am certain she will recover from that bad case of the greenies! Or we can call her Olive! Shamrock, celadon, Kelly green - all these have a nice ring - we could see which she prefers! Who are we kidding - I'm still jealous of my younger siblings on occasion! And we know how well adjusted I am!!!
Posted by: Cynthia Kuhlman on June 13, 2010 at 04:27 A.M.
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