Always drain the tub when you finish

I was going through pictures the other day and came across this little gem. Hannah was two at the time. The video was taken at our apartment in Dallas. I had just given her a bath and put her jammies on. I went to the kitchen to get her a drink and when I came back she was not in her room. She had gotten back in the tub. Fun times. The video is not the best because we took it with our camera, but it is kind of funny.

Shiny Bathroom

There are some days when I want to get up in the morning and start from scratch. Today was one of those days. I decided I was in need of a mental break so I was trying to get things together to go to Durant. It is nice to see the grandparents and let Hannah run around outside every once in a while.
Hannah was washing her hands in my bathroom this morning and I ran to put some clothes in the washer. Duh, a three year old and water left unattended don't mix. I thought well, the worst she will do is play in the bubbles and splash a little water. I will be right back. In the min. 30 seconds that I was gone she discovered a new trick with the sink. She was sitting on the counter with her hand cupped under the faucet shooting water across the bathroom. My bedroom carpet was soaked at least three feet out from the bathroom. I must say she is clever, but it was not the time or place to discover this new trick. Five towels and a few hand towels later my bathroom is dust free and sparkling. Not exactly the way I would have chosen to clean it but now it is done.

Mimi can't cook, or can she?

A few weeks ago I went to spend the night with my mom while my dad was out of town. Hannah and my dad love to cook when we go visit. She loves to taste every ingredient no matter what it is. They love to make pancakes, waffles, and biscuits together. She will get up early and wake him up if necessary to go start cooking. On this particular morning since my dad was not there she decided that I better get up early and see what we could have for breakfast. My mom got up and met us in the kitchen. Hannah had quite a serious look on her face and said " Mimi, what are we going to do about breakfast? Grandad is not here and you can't cook." My mom started laughing and tried to explain that she could cook but that she did not do it very often. She convinced Hannah that Mimi knew how to make pancakes too. Hannah was quite surprised at this revelation and said so throughout out the morning.

Life update as promised

Our current lease in Allen is not up until Oct 31st and the baby is due Sept 27th. That being said, we will be moving sometime in the next few months, we just are not sure where yet.
After much thought and prayer Clint has decided to go back to undergrad to pick up three classes. He will be attending SOSU in the fall. He needs these three classes to get into either dental school or medical school. He is still praying about which direction he should go, but is leaning towards dental school. I am all for him getting on with it. He has talked about this for years and is finally putting it into action. We are toying with the idea of moving to Dennison, TX in order to maintain TX residency. There are 3 dental schools in TX verses 1 in OK. He is thinking of giving his notice at work this week so his boss has plenty of time to find a replacement. I will keep you posted as we see how things unfold.

In other news:
I went to the doctor today and Hannah said she had a brother in her tummy that she was going to name Frogo. No, we have no idea if it is going to be a brother or sister...

Clint still has not told his sister that I am pregnant, so I am having fun with it. We went to his cousin's graduation this weekend and his mom, sister, and aunt started the usuall greeting of " Oh you look so good, have you lost weight?!" I stood up in the midst of it all and rubbed my belly and said " I think I have put on a few, anyone want a hotdog?" Then I left and went to the kitchen before I started laughting.

so much in a name

Little did I know when I named my blog that the meaning would hold so true yet again. When I am able to provide more details I will, but for now just know big changes are coming again.

In other news, we are back from our cruise. We also all have a cold so there has been a lot of coughing at our house. Hannah asked me yesterday if we could go on another cruise this Saturday.... I said " Ask your dad "

Sneaky, really??

I am in the middle of trying to pack for our upcoming cruise, so I guess I am not doing a very good job at watching my child today. I put on a cartoon as usual so I could take a quick shower. Everything seemed normal while I was getting dressed, or so I thought. I heard the refrigerator door open and close, then I heard little feet running. I called to Hannah to see what in the world she was running with. Of course I was answered with silence. I put a shirt on and went to find her. She was in the middle of trying to hide a carton of eggs. I said, " What are you doing with eggs in your room?" she replied "I want to eat them, but the colors are all gone." I had to think for a second before I figured out what she was talking about.
Let me take you back to Easter....
We died eggs for the first time this year and she had a great time doing that. Mom sent us home with the hard boiled eggs because Clint is the only person we know that likes them. When we got home Clint showed her that you could actually eat the eggs we died and let her try one. To my surprise she loved it! Yuck, I think I would be hard pressed to eat one on a double dog dare.
Every morning since Easter she has asked for an egg with her breakfast. Fine by me, I don't want them. She has had fun picking which color to eat for the day. The eggs are gone now, but it looks like I will have to make some more. I hope she likes white ones.

The Sky is Falling

A few nights ago I was jolted out of bed by a horrible sound. I thought the entire contents of Hannah's closet was falling to the floor. It was so loud! I jumped up and ran into her room. She was sitting up in bed with her hands over her ears and crying " What is that?" The cats were bolting out of her room and scrambling for cover. I looked around and everything seemed normal, except for the Mylar balloon that was on the ceiling in the corner of the room. It had somehow drifted toward the ceiling fan during the night and received a terrible beating. Once I realized what had happened I could not stop laughing. Hannah calmed down once I explained everything. ( Note to self: Mylar balloons and fans don't mix) The cats would not go in her room for over a week. The balloon is still alive and well, but now resides in the closet.