Conversations

Me: ‘Oh look Savannah! Daddy left a comment on your blog.”

Savannah, on the phone with Daddy a few hours later: “Daddy, thank you for commenting on my blog. That was nice”

Let’s add ‘Director of New Media’ to the list of possible future job titles.

Rehearsal Night

The Thursday night before Damian and Claire’s wedding I was woken by a small voice on the monitor at 3 AM saying “Mama, my ear hurts. Mama? Come Mama, my ear hurts.”

Savannah has NEVER had an ear infection. It’s not something I was prone to either, so I’m thinking it’s one of the good genetic qualities of mine she inherited.

However, as I walked to her room, I couldn’t believe the timing on this one. A day and a half before the wedding – awesome. It’s amazing how quickly your brain can reprioritize the next day’s schedule when you have a sick child at night. I was thinking I would just miss the luncheon Claire had planned, get her into the doctor in the morning and about 36 hours of antibiotics should get her through the wedding. I will admit to a slight bit of panic.

I gave her some Motrin and she asked if she could sleep with me, which she never asks for, so I scooped her up and we went to camp out in the guest bedroom, thinking we would have more room – more on that bit of magical thinking later.

It turns out that she was fine. I think she had just slept weird on her ear and it was sore and woke her up. Double Phew. However, I don’t know if you’ve ever slept with a four year old, but it was the absolute WORST night of sleep I’ve had since she was a newborn. She wacked me in the face, she kicked me, she ended up sleeping in my hip. Seriously, I don’t know how she doesn’t wake up tired with all that moving around!

About 4:00 AM, she even fell off the bed. I heard a thump and then a ‘I’m OK! I’m OK! Mama – I fell off the bed!”

This is a long story I’m writing down mostly because I want to remember it, but also to tell you that the next day, we were a wee bit tired. Savannah had a complete meltdown during the wedding rehearsal as she was so tired and confused about what she was supposed to be doing.

However, I did get a few cute pictures on the balcony of the hotel before said meltdown. I love this dress on her SO much and the hands in the pockets just kills me.

Abstract Art

I have this white board application on my iphone that Savannah just loves – drawing is kicking in BIG time. On a selfish note, it also keeps her very quiet in the backseat while I’m driving.

I was unaware that it had a ‘save’ feature until I was looking through my photos and found these lovelies. It was a delightful surprise. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

POTD: Soccer

A while back Gaga A&B visited us. It was during the glorious springtime temperatures we had. There were no mosquitoes in the backyard and outdoor time was just the best. Temperatures are still OK, but MAN are the skeeters all over the place. Savannah’s legs are bitten and scabby – gah.

Savannah is really trying to become more athletic and improve her gross motor skills. There’s been lots of running and jumping and ‘look at this!’ from her. This particular evening she started kicking the soccer ball around. I watched Gaga A watch her until her could take it no more and joined her. The beauty of her having all of these competitive relatives is that it doesn’t matter if you’re four; if you don’t guard the ball, someone is going to take it away from you.

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