Category: General Family News

Random Mara Quotes

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Soooo, here’s a draft post I started months ago and never posted . . . I still want to remember . . .  so I’ll just post it now.

Explaining why she couldn’t pick up the piece of trash on the floor:

“Yucky yucky! Little piece . . .”

“Of what?” I asked. “A little piece of what?”

“Little piece of . . .  I tan’t pict it up! It’s DOSE!!! [gross]”

Explaining to Daddy that we really did make him a birthday cake, after I told her it was top-secret:

“We made TAKE!” she shouted as soon as Daddy walked in the door. Then running into the kitchen and pointing at the stove, she yelled, “TAKE in uh-nen [cake in oven].”

“No, honey, that’s not a cake,” I said, hoping Daniel wouldn’t figure it out. “That’s our dinner.” It was indeed our dinner, but Mara had gone down for a nap with the cake in the oven, and awoke to find the oven still on, and the cake hidden, so she firmly believed it was still in the oven.

She wasn’t backing down: “No!” she firmly insisted. “Not ‘not take’! Iss take!”

[Sigh.] The secret’s out.

Mara’s Reaction to The Announcement

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Daniel said Mara wouldn’t understand–she is just too young. But I still wanted to tell her. I didn’t want my daughter to hear from someone else that we’re having a baby!

I told her: “Mara, Mommy is going to have another baby!”

She looked at me blankly and then said, “Can I throw the baby up in the air?” 🙁 Daniel was right. . .  She doesn’t get it. She’s “just too young.” I believe those were his exact words.

No, Mara, you cannot throw the baby up in the air.

Maybe she’ll be excited about the next one, I thought.

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Saturday morning we were praying before eating our french toast, and Daniel prayed, “And please keep our littlest one safe.”

Mara asked, “Why Daddy says ‘please keep our littlest one safe’?”

Daddy said, “Because Mommy has a baby in her tummy.”

Mara’s eyes lit up. “Mommy has a baby in her tummy!”

“Yes,” Daddy added, “just like Aunt Sarah had a baby in her tummy for a long time, and then baby Sophia was born.”

I had to go upstairs to change Micah’s poopy diaper.

While I was upstairs, Mara asked, “Why Mommy has a baby in her tummy?”

And Daniel just told her, “You’ll understand when you’re older.”

Maybe she does get it!

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Mara was playing in her room. She had both of her toy car seats out: Perkle Baby was in one, Pink Bear with Hearts was in the other.

Mara picked them both up, and said enthusiastically, “Now we will have Little Micah-man and Little Baby! Because I have a baby in my tummy!”

Your Baby, Week 8

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FromWebMD

Week 8

Baby: Your embryo, now about in its sixth week of development, is about the size of a grape — 0.56 to 0.8 inches from crown to rump. Eyelid folds and ears are forming and even the tip of the nose is visible. The arms have grown longer and bend at the elbows. Places where fingers and toes eventually will grow are becoming notched.

Mom-to-be: Your uterus, once the size of your fist, is now about the size of a grapefruit.

What’s Happening Inside You?

6 Weeks Your baby’s facial features continue to develop. Each ear begins as a little fold of skin at the side of the head. Tiny buds that eventually grow into arms and legs are forming. Fingers, toes and eyes are also forming

The neural tube (brain, spinal cord and other neural tissue of the central nervous system) is well formed. The digestive tract and sensory organs begin to develop. Bone starts to replace cartilage.

By the end of the second month, your baby, now a fetus, is about 1 inch long, weighs about 1/3 ounce, and is virtually all head (1/3 of its body is head).


YES! This is an announcement!

I am eight weeks pregnant!

We are expecting our third little one–due March 4, 2010!


Packing for a Week at the Beach

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We’re packing the car Friday night and leaving on Saturday.

I really am packing just the bare essentials. The absolute necessities!

But I have a 2-1/2 year old. And a one-year-old. So “bare essentials” include . . .

  • Two pack n plays, sheets & blankets
  • Two booster seats, sippy cups, spoons & forks, bowls & plates
  • Still debating about strollers: Should I take the double jogger? or two small umbrella strollers? We’ll see how much room we have . . .
  • Beach chairs
  • Beach toys (and inside toys)
  • Lots of sunscreen, sunglasses, sunhats
  • A week’s worth of baby food for 1yo
  • A week’s worth of diapers for 1yo (I’ll need an extra suitcase just for those!)
  • A few diapers for 2yo at night and during naps
  • Swim diapers for both
  • Entertainment for a few hours in the car . . .
  • A week’s worth of clothing for 2yo and 1yo (times two, just in case they get their clothes so dirty they have to change once/day)
  • Oh, and nail polish! (I promised Mara we would paint her fingernails and toenails at the beach!)
  • And tons of snacks and juice

I think that’s it.

Oh, wait . . . that’s just the kids’ stuff . . .

Grilled Cheese Sandwiches

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Grilled cheese sandwiches.

The kids love them! Mara dips hers in “dub-dup” (catsup). I’m not sure whether she really likes the sandwich–or just wants to lick off the catsup!

Micah loves most all food at this point in life. Although the thing he enjoyed most last night was tearing the sandwich apart and watching bits of bread “dangle” by strings of cheese. This made his day . . .

Welcome toooooooooo “Dinnertime With Kids, when your husband works late” . . . but, wait, it’s gets better!

I had to run upstairs during dinner, and when I came back, I heard Mara say very calmly, “Mommy? There’s something in my nose.”

I had her tilt her head back and could see nothing, as far up there as I could see . . .

“What’s in your nose?” I asked, since she so often lives in an imaginary world.

“Cheese,” she stated.

“Are you sure there is cheese in your nose?” I asked. “Because I don’t see any.”

“I put it there,” she said, once again very matter-of-factly.

At that point I too was sure she had cheese in her nose. Somewhere up there. I showed her how to “snort” and then I held the opposite nostril shut, and covered her mouth with my other hand, my mind going back to childhood days when my little sister put beads in her nose. She had survived beads. So I figured Mara would survive cheese.

I was hoping Mara would actually snort (instead of sniff and inhale the cheese into her lungs). Thankfully, she snorted!

And out it came–yes, a cheese booger!–about the size of my fingernail. GROSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

As I’m racing toward the trashcan, Mara says, “Why you are throwing it away, Mommy?”

Dinnertime. With kids.