Family Living: Abbott Style

Unless you're name is Haley.  Girl. Loves. To. Color.  She knows where I keep the crayons and she goes to the cabinet and gestures for them with this very beautiful ( screaming squealing fussing demanding)   tone. So DAILY, she colors for about 30 minutes.  She picks out colors, admires her work.  It is adorable. I love, that she loves to color. She is mostly good about not eating the crayons.  We are working on that.

I need to focus. My brain is in a million different places all at one time.  And time is slipping away from me. The other day, Haley looked at me.  Plain as day and asked while looking around the room "Where Dad go?" .............................................................................................................................. I was stunned how clear she was.  It is weird.  She will go days just babbling or screaming at me, and then pop out a sentence just clear as day. My point, my baby isn't a baby anymore.  She is a toddler.  It has its ups and downs, but I have to admit that sometimes I emotionally check out because I am overwhelmed with needing to do this, or thinking about that.  So this is my reminder to start reading to Haley daily again.  To sit down, look her in the eyes when I talk and play with her.  And soak every moment in because I can't ever get these moments back. This is my reminder tha...

....are going to be the death of me. But, on the bright side.  At least there is a reason that my princess has been acting like a psycho path. That is all I have because it is hard to think or type with a fussy 15 month old on my lap. Here is a word from Haley:  k jcvjvnn  bmn nm  vvvvvvvvvv                     k,kykfffffffv[mmmmmmmmmmmmvnmn nnmjnb                                         bb-bbbbbb    bbfhhhhz fb  pm    nm Yup...I am going to need another box of wine soon.

Say, bye bye bink. I made the decision to cut out the pacifier   Why?  Two reasons.  One of which being that I needed some blogging material and second being I am reading some book and it told me to. And I always do what I am told. So I took out the scissors and cut the tip off the bink.... And then I gave it to her...and recorded a video of it. I didn't have the heart to post the video because it is heart breaking. But in a matter of minutes, I witness all the stages of grief.  First came shock and disbelief.  She pulled the bink from her mouth, inspected it, and stared at me in shock.  Waiting for moma to fix it.  Next came pain, she started crying and trying to put it in her mouth, just to take it back out again. At this point, I put her in her crib and explained to her that she was a big girl and that she didn't need a broken bink.  And then I left her to work it out for a bit. I returned just a short few minutes...

You know what I am thinking about doing? Of course not, because I haven't told you yet. I am thinking about starting a different blog, separate to this blog. I am FIRED up. Let me tell you. I am making goals, and I am reaching them and it feels super great. But this blog was never intended to be my diet and exercise diary. This is SUPPOSE to be FAMILY LIVING. And lately, I have just been blah blah blahhing about myself, neglecting all the cool and embarrassing things that are happening in my person/ family life that I would like to share and record for future reference. So stay tuned...soon I will be creating another blog. So if you are interested in what I am doing on a personal level with my fitness, read that blog (which has yet to be created). You want to here about how my kidlet and family stuff. Read this one. You wanna know about both? Read both. You don't want to know about either? Then cool, don't be my friend. I probably don't like you much e...

Alright, so here is the thing.  I have had a love/hate relationship with food for as long as I can remember. In the past, I have not been your let's eat just one or two Oreos kinda girl.   I am more of your Oops, I just ate a half of package of Oreos..kinda girl.   So typically, I operate in two different modes.  Either, eat everything in sight or eat so little my metabolism simply gives up.  Both, not good options.  So after having Haley, I really wanted to focus on being healthy .  I wanted to model good eating habits for her because otherwise, the example I would be setting would set her up for a long and difficult life. And just to set the record straight.  I did have that good model growing up.  We only ate great balanced meals.  My parents have some of the most balanced eating habits I have ever witnessed.  They are like veggie eating fools.  So I am not sure where this craziness with food has really come from, becau...

Is it time for an update yet?  Well ready or not, you are getting one. First off, I have never been so excited to have non-sunny days.  And the rain yesterday was awesome. I am ready for more of that.  Lately, I have been finding myself day dreaming about fall.  I just can't wait to pull on a pair of jeans and a hoodie (although I have a feeling that all of my jeans are going to be too big this season...shucks. Looks like I will just have to do some shopping!).  I am ready for football season.  And chili.  And crockpot dinners.  In case you have forgotten, my birthday is October 27th. I will be turning 24.  I know this because I did the math. This happens to land on a Saturday this year.  When the heat of the summer is starting to get me down, I daydream about my birthday.  I told Ian that he is throwing me a party this year.  Which I am excited about.  I want chili, cinnamon rolls, Apple Cider beer, friends, a...