Monday, September 7, 2009

FAQ's

Answers to the 2 questions I'm constantly asked by my blog friends . . .

1. Are the bedtime flowers working?

Well, yes. But not as we had planned. The goal was to stop the bickering, and it has stopped. Emma HATED those flowers. She regularly lost one or two, but never three. Finally, she decided that she'd rather take her chances with the "monsters" in her room than to deal with those flowers. She's now sleeping in her own room again, by her choice, and the flowers are still in Grace's room.

2. Are you excited about Disney?

Are you kidding me??? I can't wait! I'm worse than the girls. We used window markers to make a count down on our kitchen window. I recently found out that Disney has a Moms Panel site where experienced Disney going moms answer questions as you plan your trip. I'm hooked! Ask me anything! I'm SOOO ready!

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Grace is a 3rd Grader!

Our Gracie is in third grade. She is already loving it. Her teacher is very sweet, and some of her best friends are in her class. She still loves to read more than just about anything. She is crazy about her new dog, and trying really hard to be a responsible dog owner. She's an absolute joy and a constant ray of sunshine for us!

A new addition to the Jolly Family . . .


Meet Buddy, our new dog. Jury's still out on this one. Some days he is entirely more trouble than he's worth. Other days, he's pretty cute. The girls love him. And he apparently loves them. Emma can't take a step anywhere in the yard alone anymore.


He's growing on me, too. Yesterday we were playing in the yard, and he was with us. Every time Emma walked out of the yard and into the field next to our property, he went nuts. He'd run at her, jump on her, grab her clothes with his teeth, and pull. She was getting madder by the minute and I was about to chain him when I had a thought. He was fine as long as she was in our yard. He obviously thinks there's something in the field she shouldn't be around. Then it hit me. We hear coyotes out there at night all the time. Sometimes they are so close to our house that I have actually heard them through the nursery monitor because they were outside Emma's window. Maybe he's just being a pain, or maybe he's smarter than I give him credit for.