Oh Ella.

Beth: "Mom!! Ella hitted me!"
Ella: "Yep, me hick her. It knock my fault that she made the wong choice!"

A Question.

How sad is it that I buy acid free paper so that when Elaina chews on it I won't feel so guilty?

Oh My Goodness

I stay somewhat isolated to the news. I watch a little and read a little most days, but not a lot. Today the little bit that I read was about a little girl who loved her mommy.

http://channels.isp.netscape.com/news/story.jsp?flok=FF-APO-1110&idq=/ff/story/0001%2F20090127%2F1605621542.htm&sc=1110&floc=NI-ne3

I can't stop crying.

Or hugging my little Ella. Today I am extra thankful to be here with her, reading books, drawing pictures, and watching the "Roastest Beast" (Maggie and the Ferocious Beast).

8

I've been thinking about this particular post for a long while, because he's almost 8. Him. The one who was the first to call me mommy. I remember being pregnant with him and thinking it would never end. Ever. And then he was born and I just knew that I would never again sleep. Ever. It used to feel weird to not hold him, or at least be in the same room as he was. My head knew how silly that was, that I didn't need to be that attached to him, that he would be ok if I couldn't see him at all times. But my heart was a little harder to convince. I'm still working on it. I don't know if it will ever quite understand or agree with my head. Ever.

This picture couldn't be more perfect for showing how I feel. The time goes by too fast. I feel like I'm a spectator on the edge of his amazing life. Watching him learn and grow and discover every day. Watching him make mistakes and triumphs every single day. It feels like there has been so little time between his first breath to now. By the time he's actually 8, it will have been pretty close to 3,000 days that he's been here with me. 3,000! Where did they all go?

"Just Be Bwave Mommy, And When I Gun (done), You Will Wook Wike A Angel"

Said by Ella while she is brushing my hair (well, I call it tearing it out by the roots, but whatever.) Then she decided to sing me a lovely song from her recently favorite movie, Annie.

"The gun'll come out, goomorrow YOU BETTER HANG ON TILL GOOMORROW!!!!" That last part that's in all caps? It's not only yelled by Ella, it's yelled with threatening authority. It's kinda like she's saying "Hang on till tomorrow or I'll make you wish you had".

She keeps repeating, "You love ick when me bwush you hair, huh Mommy? You are having so much fun, wike (right)? Huh Mommy?"

I'd better not say no, I think she'll jump me in the hallway if I do.

The other funniest thing she said today was: "Mom!!! Owwww! If I don't eat NOW, I'll be dead!"

A Poim (By Will, spelling unchanged)

Vilis are blue.
I love you.
I have no clew of what you do.
Woud you ples be port of my crew?
And I can do kung fu.
And I put on a shoe
And I can breakthrough a shoe to.
And I can be trueblue it is very true.
And thank you for all you do too.
And I can go boo hoo too.
And I can make a stew.
I drew a crew.
And how do you do?

Sisterly Affection

"Mooooommmm!!!"

"What?"

"When Lainey pulls my hair weally weally hard, my eyes feel like they wanka pop ouck, and thack make me feel nervous!!!"