Anderson Adventures

Friday, March 11, 2011

Morning Craze

Lets go back to Christmas morning.

Stacy opens her present from Brian. One fake ticket to Les Miserables and money to buy the actual ticket. She is beyond excited. She has to wait until March 11th to hopefully get her greedy little hands on those beloved tickets.

She waits...

and waits...

The fateful day arrives that will tell her if she is going to this incredible production of theater excellence or not. Today is the day. Ten AM is the hour. Phone ready, cell phone in other hand, computer server on go (however, I am in their "waiting room" page and I'm number 370). Ten o'clock arrives and my fingers are pressing redial like it is their religion. "The number you have dialed is busy, for only 75 cents Qwest will keep trying and call you immediately when the line is no longer busy." Over and over.

Claire has a blowout in her high chair. I take her to her room and say, in an impatient and longing voice, "Claire, not now, mommy has to buy tickets." Diaper changed in record time and fingers resume their dial worshiping.

Luck pours over me as I get connected on the phone. "Dial 'zero' for the ticket booth." YAY!!! I dial 'zero' and the unthinkable happens. I get a transfer tone, and then I got HUNG UP on! Come on!!! I rush to the computer and I'm now available to buy tickets. I scramble through the two weeks worth of show to see if I can get the best possible seats. There are ok ones, but nothing too great. Showings start to fill up just as fast as the seconds ticking by. I change my game plan and just try to get two seats together, don't care what day or time. Nothing. Game plan changed again. I now click like mad to get 2 seats in the theater on the same day. I got 6 on 3 different days. Process of elimination, we have great seats on the orchestra floor, but alas we are not sitting together.

Rachel is ok with being three rows and 2 seats apart.

I am ecstatic!

Now I need some ice cream and a nap.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Crawling and Talking

I think these videos are darling. We built a very small fort for FHE the other night and Claire loved it. She was "yelling" the whole time with a big smile on her face. Obviously one is of her crawling and the other is of her talking. :) Enjoy!

Talking:

Crawling:

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

New Tricks

Claire learned to crawl last Wednesday. Since then, she has learned to get into a lot of things. Even though we have to re-child proof our house, it sure is cute to find her into things she's not supposed to be in.

Playing peek-a-boo. She puts her clothes over her face and gets ultra excited.

I always knew I would have a girl who loves yoga. Downward dog...

Got into the wrapping paper while playing with her "mirror friend". Hmm...maybe that friend is a bad influence. :)

Out of the mouth of Claire

Claire was asking me about Hailey nursing. She was sad to find out that Hailey wasn't nursing anymore. She said, "Well, when I am a mommy can you give my babies milk?" Uh...nope. Can't do that. "Why mom?" Well, my milk will be gone (thank goodness) and you'll have to do it. "Oh, well, I want a big, big, BIG family. TWELVE babies! But I don't want the littlest baby to ever get big because I do NOT want one hundred babies." March 2015
Claire: Daddy, do you stink? Brian: Why do you say that? Claire: Because I can smell you. 6/18/14
Claire walked out of her room and this is what ensued: Daddy: "Claire, get back to bed." Claire: "But Daddy, my bed is being crazy!" (We try hard not to laugh). Daddy: "What?" Claire: "My bed is being crazy!!!" He went back, she tangled her blanket so her feet were getting cold. 5/15/2014
Claire asked her sunbeam teacher what "this" was, pointing to something on her chest. She thought she was talking about the pattern on her dress. Claire said, "No, no! These. They are for milk for babies." 5/2014
Eating corn on the cob for dinner, Claire turned to me and asked, "Mommy, are you going to eat some of this YUUUUMMMMYYY corn?" 5/2014
"Mommy, can you do this for me?" She hands me my eyelash curler and I proceed to curl her eyelashes. She bats her eyes in the mirror and says, "There. That's better." For the record...I have never done this, so she didn't learn it from me. 1/28/14
I was doing Claire's hair , combing through it. "Mommy, stop brushing my hair, you're making me crazy." 1/28/14
Claire has a VERY hard time going #2 in the toilet. She will hold it for days and days, so she ends up sitting on the toilet for hours sometimes. This week, she had been in there for a good two hours (and never went). Anyway, during that time she called me in several times, "MOMMY!!!! Come here!!!" And then would tell me nothing. So, after what seemed like the billionth, "MOMMY come here!" shouting, I went in to find her with the ENTIRE roll of toilet paper collected in a heap in her arms. I looked at her and gasped in frustration. I had just changed that roll! Brand new roll. Think of all that! She looked at me, giggled, and said, "Mommy...hehe....I sneezed...hehe." 1/28/14
We had our first ice storm here in Texas. I took Claire to Costco and let her walk on the ice. "Mom, I need to put on my ice skates". "Claire, do you have ice skates?" "No mom, I don't." Good point though sweetheart!
Claire always wakes me up telling me that the sun is awake. The other day, she came in, told me the sun was awake once more and then told me that she wanted some candy. I informed her that we didn't have any, but she said, "Mom, all we have to do is say Trick-or-treat!"
We went camping and I asked if Claire had fun. Claire: "I love camping, but Jared was naughty. We should leave him home".
Me: "Claire, why are you out of bed?" Claire: "Because of this..." She starts moving as if she'll pee her pants. Me: What? Claire: "Because I have the wiggles."
While at the mall bathroom, "MOMMY! YOU DID IT! YOU PEED!" For everyone to hear.
We're still trying to potty train Claire and have her poop in the potty! She says she does it, but can't seem to have it happen and will hold it for days (which is very frustrating). In an effort to get the ball rolling, I said, "Claire! Let's both push. 1...2...3...push!" At that point I did a fake push and she quickly exclaimed, "MOMMY! Don't poop in your pannies!" 7/12/13
Jared was crying and wandering around the house this morning. He popped his head in the bathroom where Claire and I were, and started to cry. Claire said, "Oh Jared, stop whining". 7/3/13
Brian and I were talking about the frustrating expenses of moving. At one point I said (about our debt), "It's all my fault." Claire came to the rescue and said, "NO! It's MY fault! My fault....and Jared's!"
This morning Claire woke up at 5 am screaming, "I WANT A COOKIE!!!!!" I went in, she repeated her sentiments. I promised her a cookie and she went back to sleep. When she got out of bed at 10:30, she jumped into my arms and said, "Where's my cookie?"