Weekly Weigh-In!!

The Week: Started off with a puking kid...and ended with a puking kid. Or two. We left for "home" (PA) on Wednesday, and we got home about 35 minutes ago. We had a great visit, and the kids were very good. We got to spend time with both sides of our family, and it was actually very relaxing (I didn't go with Jon to see his family. I opted to stay home with my Mommy and the sleeping girls.). Relaxing until yesterday. When Gabriel started puking. He was fine by the end of the day, but he's still wiped out. And Janna has decided to join in on the fun. She's so little...and pathetic...it breaks my heart. So, I'm going to cut this short and put my little girly to bed.

The Weight: I managed to lose 1.8 pounds this week (despite the fact that I gorged myself on spinach casserole, potatoes and gravy, stuffing, chex mix, wine, and Andrea's pumpkin roll - which I am going to figure out how to make low calorie and low fat). Total loss: 47.4 pounds.

Good Times.

So instead of going to PA today, we're staying home. With a puking Elliott. I love kids.

Weekly Weigh-In!!

The Week: Went by really fast. Aside from general misbehavior from all three kids, nothing terrible happened. The Big Hosers had a great week at school. Gabriel made some very festive Thanksgiving crafts and learned about Squanto. Elliott showed off her Daddy on Tuesday and helped to prepare a Thanksgiving feast on Thursday (turkey noodle soup, chocolate chip pumpkin muffins, popcorn, and apple pies). Janna had a good week toddling around and making messes everywhere she could. Friday was Elliott's birthday. She had a great time at her party...and so did everyone else. Yesterday was pretty quiet. While the kids "napped", Jon and I rearranged our bedroom. It looks huge now!! And I have a ton more space (for Vera Bradley stuff). Today we're going to PA to see Jon's grandmother and some other family. As soon as the Hosers are dressed, we're leaving.

The Weight: 2.8 pounds lost. Total loss: 45.6!!

3 Years Ago...

...I was sitting (or probably laying) in the hospital marvelling at the beauty of this:

My little (or not so little in this case - the girl weighed in at 9lbs, 2oz) Elliott Jane. My daughter. The sweetest, most precious baby girl in the world.

The first year went by quickly. Elliott grew and grew:

The second year flew by, too:

Where the last year has gone, I have no clue.

My Big Little Girl is three today. And I can't believe it. Where has the time gone?

Lovely!

I have used the above word many times this morning. Sometimes sarcastically, sometimes not.

Sarcastic Courtney: "Oh good. There is a bunch of friggin' snow on the ground. Lovely. And I have to go out in this mess. Lovely. Just f****ing lovely. Why does the Weather Channel have to lie? Bastards." If you haven't already guessed, I hate snow. It's a nuisance. While it's fun to see the kids' faces when they look out the door and see all the fluffy stuff, I don't actually enjoy the fluffy stuff itself. I'm a "lazy Mom" - I hate playing outside with the kids in winter, and that's all they want to do. And since I live in Upstate NY, I have 5 more months of the stuff.

My front yard this morning.

Sentimentally Serious Courtney: While I was driving Gabriel to school this morning, we were listening to "The Polar Express" soundtrack. With the snow clinging to the naked trees (the kids say the trees are naked so they can have a blanket of snow to keep them warm) and the sky a perfect shade of bluish-gray, all I kept thinking was, "Wow. This is lovely. It feels like Christmas. What a perfect morning." Listening to Gabriel sing along with Tom Hanks made my morning. He was so happy.

My handsome little man.

Elliott liked the snow, too, but she was far too busy prancing around declaring that she looked like a princess. Today is Daddy's helping-out day at preschool, and she was very excited to show him off!

Janna was content to plop herself on a bin full of blocks and snack on animal crackers and hot chocolate with Mommy.