All about Kadence. . .mostly. :)

Kadence wanted to wear her teal Ariel dress today, but the skirt has a few places that needs to be sewn up before she can wear it again. So I told her that until we fixed her "green" dress, she would have to wear her purple Tinker Bell dress. She REALLY wanted her "green" dress, and didn't want to wait for me to fix it. So she went to Patrick and asked, "Daddy, can you go to work and make money so you can buy me another green dress?"Apparently, the way I move these days, that's a faster solution to the problem. Hahaha

Last night when Patrick took Kadence to the bathroom around midnight, he told her he was sorry he had been grumpy that morning, and that he couldn't stay and play with her. She told him "It's ok Daddy. You just have to be a big boy and do what Mommy tells you." Then she kissed him and told him she loved him.

This morning she crawled into bed with him and told him "I missed you."

She wanted watermelon for breakfast, but she'd already asked for and been given an apple. I told her she couldn't have anything else until her apple was gone. After she finished eating her apple, she took her bowl to Grandma Patsy to get some watermelon. Once she had her watermelon, she took her bowl back to the table, sat down, and proceeded to pray over it. "Dear Jesus, please help my watermelon have a good day. Thank you for my watermelon. In Jesus name, Amen."

Because that didn't give me enough to laugh about, a minute later she bit her tongue while she was eating, and came over insisting that I kiss it. I told her I loved her, but I wasn't kissing her tongue. She kept sticking it out and getting in my face INSISTING that I kiss it because it had a boo boo. Finally, between laughing and fending her off, I blew her tongue a kiss and convinced her that it was pretty much the same as an actual kiss to make her tongue better.

The new word being overused in our house right now is "supervised." Kadence keeps asking to play with her markers, and since I told her she can't use them without someone to supervise her, it's become her new favorite word. Grandma Patsy was sitting on the couch using the computer, and Kadence walked over to stand next to her and told her "I'm supervising you."

Flies are becoming a problem. Kadence freaks out whenever she sees one. The other night she came into our room crying hysterically, because she woke up and said there was a fly on her bed. The other day she was eating a snack, saw one flying around and started running around yelling for Daddy to "Kill it! Kill that fly before it swipes my snack!" This morning, she found one in the window (I'm pretty sure it was one Grandma had already killed), ran and got one of her shoes, and then started frantically smacking at the fly until she was sure it was dead.

I was woken up this morning by baby hiccups. I had forgotten how weird they feel. Kadence had them all the time through the last trimester. The first time this baby had them was Thursday night (the 17th) while I was trying to go to sleep. He was NOT happy about it, so it took quite awhile to get to sleep since I had to wait for him to calm down and stop jumping around whenever he hiccuped. He's had them at least once a day since then. 

According to my midwife, hiccups mean babies are getting ready to breath on their own. So hopefully that means if he comes early, his lungs will be ok. Considering his size, I'm hoping that would be the only probable health issue if he comes early. (I measured 36 cm at 34 weeks. 1 cm per week is normal.) My measurements could possibly be because of amniotic fluid level, but I choose to think it's his size due to the way he moves.

Today is our 2nd 5th wedding anniversary. I asked Patrick to bring me home some Depends for our anniversary, and my mother found that hilarious. 

I don't believe in spending money on things we don't need. Depends are on our birth supply checklist, I'd just as soon have something I really need, and since I'm not capable of going out and getting everything myself he has to do it anyway. Besides, my mother-in-law has told me several times that women should make it easy for men to get us gifts, and not make them have to guess at what to get. So I made it really easy. :)

5th anniversary is supposed to be Wood, or Silverware. . .but in this house, 5th shall be Depends. :D