You Can Count on Me

Recently, Kyra has been calling to me from her bed when she thinks she's done with her rest time. She says, Mommy, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10! Then she'll say to me when I eventually go in and get her, Mommy, I was counting on you! Or Mommy, I counted on you 10 times!

Our budding techie

Since we've moved so far away from family, we've set up our webcam and microphone so that we can video chat with all our relatives who are out of state. We've done this a few times now and Kyra is enchanted by the whole process. She thinks it's the coolest thing to see and hear her family on the computer screen. So now, every time I'm on the computer, she runs up and says "Mommy, push iChat, push iChat!" I guess it just runs in the family....

A Name for the Baby

Steven and I always have trouble deciding on a name for our babies. We named Kyra a week before she was born, and we still don't have a name for this new baby. However, we have always had nicknames for them while in-utero. Kyra was Peanut, due to her shape in our first ultrasound at 7 weeks, and this current baby is Little Bruce Deuce. People ask Kyra fairly often what the baby's name is and she used to say Little Bruce Deuce, but this week, she has started calling the baby something else. The other day, someone asked her that question and she said the baby's name was Georgie. Georgie??? Where on earth did that come from? And since then, she's repeated this to multiple people, including Steven's mom and my parents on the web chat this evening. My parents even asked her, Isn't that a boy's name? And she adamantly declared that no, the baby was a girl and her name is Georgie. So I guess Georgie it is, at least for Kyra. =) Hopefully once this little one finally gets an official name, she'll make the switch, or else her little sister will always have a rather strange nickname....

Nice abs

Kyra has a Halloween pez dispenser with a pumpkin on the top that she was wrapping up in fuzzy ponytail holders this morning. At first, she said they were the pumpkin's fuzzy pajamas. Then after a while of playing with it, she declared that it was the "Abdominal Snowman" like on Rudolph. I guess that means it has a killer 6-pack. =)

Kyra's Pet Rock

Tonight in bible class, Kyra made a pet rock. I'm not exactly sure what the lesson was, but the pet rock was the craft project she came home with. In the car on the way home, she asked if she could hold her pet rock. I told her she could have it once we got in the house as the glue was still wet and we didn't want his eyes to fall off. She asked what he would say if his eyes fell off. I responded, well, he would probably say, Hey, I can't see anything! To this, she replied, um, actually, I didn't give him a mouth. Details, details. =)

Something Loud....

My husband is obsessed with sound. It may be music, surround sound for the tv/movies, or just sound equipment in general, but he loves it all. We moved into our new home in Amarillo this past Friday, and on Tuesday, the Star Wars Episode III DVD came out in stores. Never mind that we still have boxes of stuff lining the walls in each room, we went to the store and bought the DVD, then went home so he could meticulously set up a makeshift entertainment center complete with surround sound speakers set up on boxes in particular locations around the room so we could watch the new movie that very night. That amuses me. But what was even funnier, we put Kyra to bed, and after Steven had white noise tested each speaker and configured the system for the distance each speaker was from his ears, we started the movie. About 1/3 of the way into the movie, I hear a loud "MOMMMMYYYYY" from down the hall. It was persistent enough that I had Steven pause the show and went to Kyra's room to check on her. We have been leaving her door open since we're all still adjusting to the new house, so I went in and asked her what the matter was. She replied, "There's something loud in here...and it's Dad's movie." I busted out laughing and told her I would ask him to turn it down a little and I would shut her door a bit so it would be quieter and she could sleep. Then I kissed her, still chuckling, and went back to report to Daddy that he would have to lower the intensity on the surround sound this time.

What's the Baby Saying?

Kyra's latest obsession is to incessantly ask what the baby is saying, which is rather difficult to say, seeing as she's not even born yet. Kyra will say something into my belly, then look up excitedly and ask what the baby said when she did that. This is not a one time occurrence....it consumes a large part of our day. It amuses me and makes me happy that she is so anxious to interact with her little sister, but it becomes increasingly difficult to be creative in my answers. Today, we had a mini-concert for the baby. Kyra has a kid's songbook with about 15 songs in it. She went page by page, singing each song to the baby, then putting her hand on my tummy and saying "What did the baby say about that song?" It was very sweet, and I just kept telling her the baby loved her song and was so happy that Kyra was singing to her. I think she's going to be a very sweet big sister..... =)