Sweet Girl

I have a sweet and caring girl.

I'm homebound with influenza (yes...sick...again). I was laying in bed a little while ago trying to sleep but couldn't because I had the chills (and too much hot tea earlier). Rose came in to see me, but I was half asleep and didn't respond to her. I felt her move my hair and place a hand on my forehead. All of a sudden she bolts out of the room - I thought she was going to go tell Doug I was dead or something she ran so fast. But she whizzed right past him and I could hear the ice crusher on the fridge going.

She filled a baggie with ice and brought it and put it on my head. How sweet! Then I heard her rustling in my dresser drawers. I finally spoke and asked her what she was doing. She was looking for something to tie the ice pack on my head. I assured her that wasn't necessary, and very kindly thanked Nurse Rose.

Regarding the flu, I learned my lesson the hard way - this is the first year in many that I did not get a flu shot. I kept putting it off and putting it off, yet one more thing I had to fit in. What was I thinking?! I work around kids who pick their noses and other body orifices and put the treasures who-knows-where, lick the ketchup bottle after using it but before putting it back for others, take food and then put it back before you can figure out which one needs to be thrown away, and drop utensils on the floor, wipe them on their shirt, and then put them back in the holder. Not to mention the ones who are obviously ill, and no sooner do you tell them they need to get to the nurses office, they barf. Doh! Double Doh!

On a lighter note: You know how sometimes when you get a pizza delivered there is a little white plastic thing to keep the box top from touching the pizza? Looks like a little table? Rose just got done feeding her Webkinz mouse a slice of pepperoni with a splotch of ranch dressing, and used the plastic thingy for a mouse sized table. Good thing mice aren't picky, because when she brought it to me so I could marvel at her creation, it fell off the "table" and onto the floor.

Happy New Year!

2009 Rose-isms!

I'm inhaling...I'm outhaling (exhaling).

Hey, look at that cantaloupe (antelope) in the New Mexico desert!

I want that toilet (tissue) paper out of that gift bag.

She was eating away, and she let one rip. She says so sweetly "My bunny was blowing bubbles."

The nature/travel show we were watching had the rare glimpse of turtles mating along the Great Barrier Reef. Rose says “Oh look, Turtles give each other piggy back rides.

Doug was trying to wake her up for school, and she fell asleep again. He went to rewake her, but she mumbled. "My hands fell asleep again, darn it!"

It's made out of lamb fur, right? (Fleece)

I don't want to spill my spittals (skittles).

I asked Rose if she wants Goldfish or Sunchips crackers, and she said SunFish!!

R: (Putting a friend’s birthday card in an envelope) I think it might be a little bit too wet mommy.

Mom: Why would it be wet Rose?

R: I think I put on a little too much lick

It’s so puncy (combined puny and teensy)

My dance costume has handcuffs (fancy cuffs)!

We got to have Billy (Dilly) Bars at school.

Why can’t I love you?

Blah blah black sheep have you any wool?

I want crunched (crushed) ice.

Is this the senior (scenic) route?

You crap me up!

And finally, a poem she dictated to me:

You are my heart

You are my dream

You are everything

My heart will need

April 2006 matching has begun!

Ok, I've been trying to not get my hopes up and get on the emotional roller coaster...

but I just read on Rumor Queen that China has begun matching the next batch of families to children.

Now, this will cover probably just a few days at the beginning of April 2006, but hey!!!! It's a start on April! Go April 2006 Flying Tigers!!!

OUR paperwork logged-in-date is April 27, 2006. Rumor has it that the month of April 2006 should take about six months to get through.

So. Maybe. MAYBE. within six months we will see the face of our 2nd daughter for the very first time. I've been burned so many times before it's scary to write that for fear of yet another setback.

In all honesty, this is the first time I've actually felt excited and hopeful, that there really will be a child at the end of this unbelievable wait.

PS: I'm still working on the annual Rose-ism's. Need Doug's help, but he's been busy.

Jingle Girl

(Note regarding annual Rosism's: If you are looking for them, they are coming. We haven't even got our cards mailed out yet, but when they mail (anyone have a magic wand?) I'll pull together all her Rosism's and post them here as promised. )

Party Pooper

We have had six party invitations over the past three days. Doug and I attended only one event (Rose's dance class holiday party Saturday) and Rose attended two (Thanks Vicki and Frank for taking her Saturday night to a party with Cate).

Sigh. Sometimes I just can't do it all and need to have some down time. I've been sick on and off for several weeks, I think I'm run down. We are behind on many things at home - decorating for Christmas, making Christmas cards, putting plastic on the windows, cleaning in general, grocery shopping, laundry. Ok, you get the idea. It's hard to go to parties when the pull to be home is strong, and not feeling too healthy. So I apologize to my friends and co-workers who have so kindly extended invitations. Sometimes I just need to step back and recharge, and that's what I did.

Here's some photos from the past several weeks:

Rose and her friend Cate at a Hoedown Throwdown at the local community center.

My mom, my brother Don (visiting from New Mexico) and Rose on Thanksgiving.

Rose's apron says "Baker in Training". Friends of hers had a birthday party at a cooking school for kids, and she insisted on wearing her apron and hat two days straight. I think if was waffle batter she was making here. She actually is a good (albeit messy) baker.

And finally, going over her list with Santa...who wears cool plaid high-tops.