Saturday, August 30, 2008

Beach videos

We took several cute videos of Sophia at the beach, but I wanted to post our 2 favorites. It really shows how things changed in a matter of a couple of minutes.

Sorry. I hate that this video is sideways but I don't know how to fix it.

Friday, August 29, 2008

The Beach

When we went to Florida, we decided we should take Sophia to the beach even if it was only for a little while. We spent about 1 1/2 hours there and it was worth every second. Last year in NC, she was afraid of the water and not that into the sand. What a difference a year makes! She had a great time looking for shells, playing in the sand, jumping waves, and letting her feet sink in the sand. It was so much fun. It reminded me of all the great times you have as a child at the beach rolling around in the sand with no thought to your appearance or how dirty you are getting. It was just wonderful to relive that again with SGC. When we got back to my Aunt and Uncle's house I was shaking out our beach towels before putting them into the washer and Sophia's swimsuit had about 2 times more sand than in any of the towels. I still don't understand how her tiny weeny yellow bikini held that much sand.

Getting used to the beach Getting in the waves with Daddy. Within a few minutes, she was a huge fan. Jumping the waves with Daddy Looking for shells Playing in the sand Check out that beach babe! Cheese!

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Gymnastics

Well, we are back in gymnastics. Sophia's first session was when she was 15 months old and I think it was just too late for her. She had a great time but multiple meltdowns on each lesson. This time we were hoping for a much better time.
She hasn't been taking good naps the last few days and I think she didn't even get one on Friday. She fell asleep on the way home from McDonalds eating a chicken nugget. She slept through Cory changing her diaper, shirt, pants, and shoes. Good grief. She slept during the "long" ride to gymnastics (about 4 minutes), through getting out of the car, and through about 10 minutes of waiting for the class to start. Cory and I were very worried about how the class would go but after about 5 minutes, she warmed up and had a great time. We did have 2 meltdowns though. One at the end of class when she realized we were going to leave. She rolled around on the floor crying and saying "Again, again". Then she had another one in the parking lot when she and Libby split up. "I want my Wibby" is what we heard all the way home. All in all, I count it as an extreme success. We can't wait to go back next week.
This is how lessons started out. We were really nervous.
Jumping in and out of hula hoops. This girl loves to jump.
Listening to Miss Shelly's instructions
Libby loved the hula hoop part. Sophia was not interested. Doesn't Libby look so cute and professional in her leotard and pigtails?
Tumbling in the obstacle course with Daddy
She loves the balance beam. Cory is doing an excellent job spotting her.
Jumping down the "road"
Waiting with the other kids at the end of the class to get their stamps

Update

Yeah, it's been a while. A long while. I am going to try and be better. I had a month off so I can come back to the blog more whitty and interesting than ever. (Haha) I published a few brief posts just to get you caught up and now will promise to try and keep current. We'll see. For those of you that don't know.... Cory and I were suprised to find out that I am pregnant. Aaaahhhh! We were planning on having another child but were going to wait a couple more months. But, I guess God had different ideas. It is much better this way though. I went through a rough year of heartaches every month trying to concieve with Sophia. I am glad we don't have to go through that again! The baby's due date is March 4 but as I did with Sophia, I am popping out early. We have asked Sophia what she wants, a boy or girl. First it was a boy and she named him Jack (which isn't bad) and now after spending the night with Mimi, now she wants a girl. Cory and I don't have a preference. Just want a healthy baby who is rough enough to keep up with his/her older sister.