I forgot all about this bag. I made it for my mom for Christmas and I just saw these pictures on my camera again. My good friend Terah helped me read the pattern directions (since pattern directions are like reading German for me) and we got it 90% done in one night. It was super fun and easy. I’d like to make another bag for me, but I’m afraid that without my friendly interpreter, I wouldn’t get very far. I can do all the sewing, I just can’t read sewing jibberish. Nuts.

One of Kiera’s favorite things is to come grab my hand and lead me into the kitchen saying, “Nack. Nack.” Because she wants a snack. I usually don’t buy fruit snacks, but I just bought a huge box from Costco and the girls are in fruit snack Heaven. So most of the time that’s what Kiera wants. So we walk into the kitchen and I give her a bag of fruit snacks and she’ll very excitedly take it from me, but then she’ll hold up her other hand and say, “Lay-lee” (for Kaylee) so I’ll hand her another one and she’ll tuck it under her arm and then she’ll reach up again and say, “La-la” (for Makayla) so I’ll hand her a third bag. Then she’ll run to her sisters, wherever they may be, and hand them each their own bag of fruit snacks and then she’ll sit right next to her happy sisters and they all very happily devour away.

This morning Makayla was in the play room playing by herself so I asked if she wanted to come help me unload the dishwasher. She replied, “No fank you. But, I’m still your friend.”

On the flip side of things, the girls are all developing new realtionships with one another now that Kiera is old enough to play with them and “talk”. She can clearly communicate what she wants with her one-worders, but when she can’t talk, she is very well at communicating what she wants in different ways. Like grabbing your finger and making you do what she wants with your hand. While these new relationships are being formed I’m noticing that Kaylee and Kiera have quite a strong bond. Kaylee is quite motherly and loves to carry Kiera around the house to do what she is doing. She also helps me out quite a bit when I ask her to help Kiera with things that I need help with. So Kaylee and Kiera naturally interact with one another alot more. Kaylee and Makayla are still best playmates, but I think it’s only because they are closer in age. I was a little timid to have 3  girls. 3 is a crowd and with girls it’s so much worse with all the drama you throw into the mix. I’m starting to notice that for now, Makayla seems to be the odd man out. Here’s my #1 example… Kiera loves to sit next to Kaylee on the couch whenever they are watching a cartoon or when Kaylee is playing MarioKart. She always lays her head on Kaylee’s shoulder and Kaylee then leans her head on top of Kiera’s. It’s a pretty cute picture. So one day they were “cuddling” and then Kiera got off the couch and left. Makayla immediately climbed up onto the couch and tried to lay her head on Kaylee’s shoulder just like Kiera had been doing. Kaylee immediately shrugged her shoulder and said, “Makayla don’t!” I was so sad to see this. So I tried to explain to Kaylee that Makayla is just trying to love her like Kiera does so she needs to let her love her. So Kaylee with her smart brainiac response says, “Well mooom, I love Kiera three hundred thirty tons million. And I only love Makayla two. Nooo, three.”

Great. That broke my heart. What am I supposed to do?

It would be in your best interest (if you are pregnant) to not weigh yourself to see how much weight you’ve gained so far while you are eating a Hershey Kiss. Especially if it’s about your 4th one. A huge wave of guilt & disgust may overcome you (depending on the weight blaring up at you from inbetween your feet). As it did me.

However, it must not affect me too much, even though I am severly disappointed in my weight gain thus far, because I walked straight out of the bathroom, a little depressed, and headed straight for the cupboard that holds my hidden stash of Hershey Kisses. Then yes, I ate about 4 more. I can hear myself getting fatter. And I’m loving every chocolately moment of it. My little man will be born a chocolate addict.

Mmmmmm. Mmmmm. Goooood.

My sweet husband came home from his mountain trip early so that he could take me out to dinner and a movie. Without knowing about my little meltdown. A perfect weekend indeed!