Wednesday Morning Thoughts.

The words "I know" are about to be banished from two particular children's mouths. It is especially annoying when usually what I'm telling them, they do NOT know.

For example:

"You need a winter coat on."
"I know." As said child is halfway out the front door.

"Please put this away."
"I know." As said child is leaving the room. Empty handed.

Seriously, I now understand many of my parents frustrations when I used those two little words.

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Thank You. Thank You. Thank You....for all the emails and ideas about the glasses.

So many creative ideas of how to try to replicate one so I don't have to replace all of them and even some ideas of how to change things up.
Anthropologie emailed me on Monday offering me a C or a D glass, but unfortunately baby beep beep's name won't start with either of those letters. (And J was not that thrilled when I asked him if there were any names he liked that started with those letters. Something about naming a child because of our home decor didn't sit right with him. I don't blame him.)

There's a tiny piece of me keeping my fingers crossed that one more miraculously appears somewhere in a warehouse or storage room at one of their stores, but if not, thanks to many of you the ideas are plentiful.

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H is in the thick of being 2 1/2 right now.

He is very into people "playing with him", which really means you sit next to him and watch him line up his cars because he is certainly not going to let you touch any.

On any given day these are some of the car set ups you can see throughout our house.

He is also obsessed with Lightning McQueen. For instance, when his favorite shirt (Lightning McQueen and Mater) was dirty last week, he spent 30 minutes with alligator tears pouring down his cheeks because he was going to have to wear something else. He finally cheered himself up and told me that we needed to go to the store and "buy more Lightning McQueen shirts."

And don't even get him started on boys and girls. He has very interesting opinions of what things, colors, toys are girl things and boy things. Where this is coming from, we have no idea. I had to break up a dispute between him and M this morning as he told her that grapes are only for boys.

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Finally, baby beep beep is still in utero even after a couple eventful evenings last week. Now that I am 36 (and a half) weeks, I've been given the green light and baby beep beep can join us in the outside world anytime he/she is ready. (Did you vote in the poll yet?)

However I have a feeling the cold temperatures and the snow covered yards are a huge deterrent right now. But as H says (with just a little coaching), "Come out baby. We're ready to meet you."

It's a motto we're standing by.