Freaking me out

Olivia's new thing is to ask about death - or dieing - or killing - or anything that results in one being buried in the ground. Honestly, after the conversation I had with her on Sunday, she's starting to FREAK ME OUT!!!!

Here the story:
Olivia: Mommy! I'm the new teacher Ms. Linda (don't ask, I don't know?)
Me: Hello Ms. Linda
Olivia: I'm taking over at daycare because Ms. Judy, Mrs. Dawn, Baby Allison (Dawn's youngest daughter) and Ms. Ada are all dead.
Me: Dead? No....they aren't dead. They are on vacation.
Olivia: Fine...they are on vacation......(long pause, stare)....DEAD.
Me: NO! Let's not play they are dead, they are on vacation.
Olivia: *sigh* Fine, but they killed themselves on vacation.
Me: What? No, how do you know about killing themselves?
Olivia: They shot themselves with a gun and died.
Me: Ok, I'm done playing this game....
Olivia: It's just pretend Mommy - DUH!

I immediately called Nana and she assures me that it's a normal phase and that Olivia is just at the age where she notices this stuff now. Maybe I should have talked to her about death and stuff more but I honestly don't see the point. She's only 4 - why should I throw that in her head? Maybe I'm just being weird. :) Nah! But she is freaking me out a little!

Pictures from last weekend

So here are some pictures of us picking scrawberries!

Picking Scraw-Berries

Olivia has been asking me for the longest time to take her to pick some "scrawberries" so Al and I finally took the kids up to McLeod Farms in McBee over the weekend. It was really fun! We got to ride the golf cart down to where they wanted us to pick - which Cooper HATED....for whatever reason my baby is terrified of golf carts. Then when we jumped down, Olivia picked a few scrawberries and announced she was done. Wait, her exact words were "I'm tired, my hands hurt, you pick the scrawberries Mommy." So guess who got to pick all the strawberries? Yeap me! Al didn't even get his butt off the golf cart. What a slacker! Cooper ate as many as he picked which I thought was cute.

We got some really pretty strawberries though. When we got back to the store, we paid for them and then got some strawberry ice cream for Ms. Griggs and Cooper and I got some peach cobbler. It was yummy! Not good on a diet, but I think Coop ate most of it anyways. I do think we'll go back in a few weeks and let the kids have at it again. Oh, and I took some pics so I'll try to have those posted. Well, Al took the pics since his slack self was just sitting there!

Husband

My daughter is the funniest kid on the planet. On the way to school this morning we had this conversation....

O: Mommy?
Me: Yes love of my life.
O: I want a husband!
Me: What? You don't want a husband.
O: Yes I do! I want a husband!
Me: You're too young for a husband, you can have one when you're 35.
O: Awwww.....

Don't ask, I haven't a clue! She'll also tell me sometimes that she wanted to come our wedding and I laugh because - heck, she was there! Ha ha!

Just some pictures....

If you don't know by now, I am a picture addict. I take tons of pictures of my babies. Some turn out extremely cute (ok, almost ALL of them) and some don't. :) These are some that I took over Easter weekend. Easter was so cold this year and it didn't really even feel like Easter at all. But the kids still had a lot of fun hunting eggs at church. I really like the picture of me and Cooper - now you know why I keep saying he's not my kid! He's as blonde and blue eyed as they come! :) Too bad he inherited Al's HORRIBLE cowlick right in the middle of his hair. We're going to have a hard time with his hair as it grows.

Anyways, just thought I would share some pics!

What was I thinking?

I have no idea what I was thinking over the weekend. On Friday night, Cooper woke us up screaming crying. I mean, you would have thought a dingo was after him or something (A Dingo ate my baby!!!!). When Al got in the bedroom, Cooper wasn't in his crib! Somehow he had gotten out of his crib, climbed under it, and then totally FREAKED out.

Background story : one side of Cooper's crib keeps coming loose if you push on it hard enough - we keep messing with it and thinking we have it fixed, but after a few days, Cooper messes it up again. SSSSOOO, with that being said, Al and I assumed he had pushed on the side of the crib and climbed out. So, here's when I have my *brilliant* idea - let's just take the side of the crib down, put up the side rail for the toddler bed and see how he does. Now does that sound like a really bad idea looking back or what? Ha! Well, the little stinker tricked us! Saturday night went pretty darn well....he might have cried a few times but that was it. Sunday morning I thought I was a genius! WWWEEELLLL......Sunday night was a completely different story. Cooper went to bed like normal with no problems until about 11pm. Then all HADES broke loose!

Cooper was up and down, up and down, up and down, cried, cried, cried and wanted to be held and rocked. Finally close to 1am, we decided to just put the side of the crib back up and put him to bed. I guess my little man wasn't ready for a toddler bed after all. And I have to admit, I am kind of glad because I was so sad looking into his room and not seeing the crib set up. He's growing so fast that it hurts my heart. And don't get me started on Olivia. I tear up just thinking about her starting school soon!

Anyways, I'm done with brilliant ideas for awhile! We're leaving Cooper where he is for a little while longer. :)

New word

Cooper has a new word he can say - and he says it ALL the time now. It's NO.

"Cooper, you want something to eat?" NO

"Cooper, are you thirsty?" NO

"Cooper, do you love Mommy?" NO NO NO!

Ugh! I want Coop to talk more, but he's stuck on this word. I'm sure it's just a phase and apparently he hears it all day, every day at daycare and that's why he's so hooked on it. *sigh* I just have to be patient I guess. It is really cute how he says the word though...he's got this cute little high pitched voice that says "nnnnaaaawwww" - it's funny.

Oh, and the word MINE is a close, close second!

They are slowly killing me.....

That's right - Cooper NOT Olivia is going to be the death of me! I promise you, that little boy is rougher and into more stuff than Olivia Grace ever dared to be! Ok, so you want to know why Cooper Thomas Griggs is going to give me a heart attack right? Well, he's learned to climb. And I mean, he is a *PRO* at it - there is nothing my little 19 month old, 26 pound toddler can't get into. So, last night he climbed up on my bed like he does all the time. No big deal right? I walk over to my closet and for whatever reason - Divine Intervention maybe - I looked over just in time to see Cooper falling head first off the bed after a stinking pretzel that fell. I lunged for him but didn't catch him in time. He hit his poor little head! He cried - I almost cried - and after a few minutes, he was fine. I swear, if I were a cat, I would have lost about 4 lives right at that moment. Ha!

And don't think Olivia Grace is innocent in contributing to slowly driving Mommy crazy and killing her! If I have to hear "tell me a story about it" one more time, I'm going to go POSTAL!!!! Ha! Olivia wants to hear a story about everything - why the grass is green, why Ariel's Daddy has long hair, why she has to go to big kid school, etc. You name it, she wants a story for it. And don't ask *her* to tell *you* a story, because as I found out this morning...."I don't know how to tell stories." Yeah right!

They are out to get me I tell you!

Happy Easter!!!

Happy Easter!!!

I took these pictures of the kids myself. I don't think they came out too shabby do you? :) I was really, really pleased with them. I can't believe how grown up they are getting! Al is home with them today and they have been outside playing and having a good time. Which is a big difference from yesterday when I was home with Cooper since he was sick. Anyways, I know this is short and boring but I'm getting ready to leave work and it's FRIDAY!!!!!!

I promise to have a funnier blog on Monday!

Party at Chuck E Cheese

Olivia had her birthday party at Chuck E Cheese's on Saturday. I have to say, I was really expecting it to be chaotic and nerve racking and it totally wasn't! The waitress kept us with us and would periodically remind me when to go get the kids to eat, have cake, dance with Chuck E. and open gifts. Then after the party, you could stay and finish playing for as long as you wanted. I think we were the last of the Griggs party to leave to be honest! Olivia had so much fun and Cooper did too. Al and I may reserve Cooper a party there when he gets a little older.

The last picture is of "The Girls" - Olivia, Gracie, and Lauren. They run the daycare they go to! Ha ha! It's just too sweet. Can you believe my little girl is going to be FOUR on Wednesday? Wow, where did the time go!