So, I've had a hard time discerning Finley's first word. She's been saying "mama" and "dada" for months. But it's more of a general babble as opposed to her identifying us, so I don't count either of those as words yet. About a month ago she started saying "night night", but it was sort of prompted. At bedtime I say, "It's night night time", and then she will say, "night night" and wave bye bye to whoever is watching. So, I kinda count that as a first word. Her new word, that she says completely unprompted, is "uh oh". She says it anytime a toy falls to the floor and makes a loud noise. She even sticks out her bottom lip while saying it! We don't like to encourage her to drop or throw her toys, but I just had to catch it on video. You can kinda see the pout in the beginning of the video.
Yesterday, I was feeling around in finley's mouth and I was shocked to discover that she had a molar in. Wait. A. Minute. She was teething? We called papa immediately to tell him the news. This is so exciting because she got a tooth in and we didn't have to deal with any fussiness, sleep issues, etc! If you aren't a parent of a child who has gone through teething you might not understand why this is noteworthy. If you are, then you know that this is almost as exciting as winning the lottery. Well, not really. But close. Such a trooper, that daughter of ours!
So, I've had a hard time discerning Finley's first word. She's been saying "mama" and "dada" for months. But it's more of a general babble as opposed to her identifying us, so I don't count either of those as words yet. About a month ago she started saying "night night", but it was sort of prompted. At bedtime I say, "It's night night time", and then she will say, "night night" and wave bye bye to whoever is watching. So, I kinda count that as a first word. Her new word, that she says completely unprompted, is "uh oh". She says it anytime a toy falls to the floor and makes a loud noise. She even sticks out her bottom lip while saying it! We don't like to encourage her to drop or throw her toys, but I just had to catch it on video. You can kinda see the pout in the beginning of the video.
Yesterday, I was feeling around in finley's mouth and I was shocked to discover that she had a molar in. Wait. A. Minute. She was teething? We called papa immediately to tell him the news. This is so exciting because she got a tooth in and we didn't have to deal with any fussiness, sleep issues, etc! If you aren't a parent of a child who has gone through teething you might not understand why this is noteworthy. If you are, then you know that this is almost as exciting as winning the lottery. Well, not really. But close. Such a trooper, that daughter of ours!
So, I've had a hard time discerning Finley's first word. She's been saying "mama" and "dada" for months. But it's more of a general babble as opposed to her identifying us, so I don't count either of those as words yet. About a month ago she started saying "night night", but it was sort of prompted. At bedtime I say, "It's night night time", and then she will say, "night night" and wave bye bye to whoever is watching. So, I kinda count that as a first word. Her new word, that she says completely unprompted, is "uh oh". She says it anytime a toy falls to the floor and makes a loud noise. She even sticks out her bottom lip while saying it! We don't like to encourage her to drop or throw her toys, but I just had to catch it on video. You can kinda see the pout in the beginning of the video.
Yesterday, I was feeling around in finley's mouth and I was shocked to discover that she had a molar in. Wait. A. Minute. She was teething? We called papa immediately to tell him the news. This is so exciting because she got a tooth in and we didn't have to deal with any fussiness, sleep issues, etc! If you aren't a parent of a child who has gone through teething you might not understand why this is noteworthy. If you are, then you know that this is almost as exciting as winning the lottery. Well, not really. But close. Such a trooper, that daughter of ours!
next summer when you think that going to the fair sounds like a grand idea, remember this...
it costs $10 for you and your husband to go on a ride. that's right. 43 seconds of fun on the scrambler costs ten dollars. instead of getting sucked into the rides, think of all the things you could buy. each ride is 2 1/2 drinks at starbucks, or a cute shirt for finley, or a pair of baby legs. and don't think you can just go and walk around without spending money. some way, somehow, a certain someone (Brian) will get suckered into buying something ridiculous (like maybe a crib-sized silk duvet for finley).
Remember all the 40 year old men wearing shirts that say such sexually vulgar things that you accidentally throw up a tiny bit in your mouth. And then remember how you shed a few tears when you realized that creepy mc creeperson is wearing that shirt while holding hands with his 10 year daughter. in short, unless you want to take out a second mortgage on your home...don't decide to go to the fair next year.
ok, so while the rides were a HUGE rip-off, we actually did have fun. Finley loved checking out all the animals, and she even got to pet a few. All the lights, sounds, and crazy people gave her lots to look at. which is a good thing, considering she was running on zero sleep. and even though i can think of thousands of things i'd rather spend the money on, we had a great time going on the rides, and indulging in some sort of deliciousness that tasted like fried air.
hanging out with the big girls
waiting for take off
during the ride
Our yearly photo on the swings he got yelled at over the loudspeaker for "twisting" during the ride.
In other news, Finley has finally outgrown her strawberry pajamas. These are no ordinary pajamas. She has had these p.j.s in every size since she was born. Unfortunately, they don't make them any bigger, otherwise she'd be wearing these jammies in high school. These are the pjs that led to us calling her "our little strawberry bon bon". It was a sad night when I dressed her in strawberry jammies for the last time. Yes, incase you are wondering...I get VERY attached to some of her special clothes. Maybe I'll make a pillow of them them. (that's a joke, mimi..put your thread away) Saturday we went to Gene Coulon Park for fish n' chips, a walk along the water, and some fun on the toys.
next summer when you think that going to the fair sounds like a grand idea, remember this...
it costs $10 for you and your husband to go on a ride. that's right. 43 seconds of fun on the scrambler costs ten dollars. instead of getting sucked into the rides, think of all the things you could buy. each ride is 2 1/2 drinks at starbucks, or a cute shirt for finley, or a pair of baby legs. and don't think you can just go and walk around without spending money. some way, somehow, a certain someone (Brian) will get suckered into buying something ridiculous (like maybe a crib-sized silk duvet for finley).
Remember all the 40 year old men wearing shirts that say such sexually vulgar things that you accidentally throw up a tiny bit in your mouth. And then remember how you shed a few tears when you realized that creepy mc creeperson is wearing that shirt while holding hands with his 10 year daughter. in short, unless you want to take out a second mortgage on your home...don't decide to go to the fair next year.
ok, so while the rides were a HUGE rip-off, we actually did have fun. Finley loved checking out all the animals, and she even got to pet a few. All the lights, sounds, and crazy people gave her lots to look at. which is a good thing, considering she was running on zero sleep. and even though i can think of thousands of things i'd rather spend the money on, we had a great time going on the rides, and indulging in some sort of deliciousness that tasted like fried air.
hanging out with the big girls
waiting for take off
during the ride
Our yearly photo on the swings he got yelled at over the loudspeaker for "twisting" during the ride.
In other news, Finley has finally outgrown her strawberry pajamas. These are no ordinary pajamas. She has had these p.j.s in every size since she was born. Unfortunately, they don't make them any bigger, otherwise she'd be wearing these jammies in high school. These are the pjs that led to us calling her "our little strawberry bon bon". It was a sad night when I dressed her in strawberry jammies for the last time. Yes, incase you are wondering...I get VERY attached to some of her special clothes. Maybe I'll make a pillow of them them. (that's a joke, mimi..put your thread away) Saturday we went to Gene Coulon Park for fish n' chips, a walk along the water, and some fun on the toys.
Brian and I have been happily married for 3+ years and we have two sweet daughters, Finley & Adalaide. Brian owns a remodeling company, which keeps him VERY busy, but he absolutely loves it. I thoroughly enjoy spending my days with our girls. We created this blog so that family and friends can stay updated on the latest happenings in our life.
9.20.10
at the park trying to figure out how to climb something
f: UGH!! Why can't i figure this out? This is ridiculous!
9.18.10
m: what should we do for lunch?
f: I know, let’s go to red robin!
m: that sounds a little heavy for lunch.
f: that’s okay. I can help you carry it.
9.7.10
points to magazine
f: mommy, who’s that?
m: lady gaga. she’s a singer.
A minute later…
f: why is gaga lady bug in her bra and unders?
8.22.10
f: daddy, you can’t dance like that. it’s INAPPROPRIATE
6.9.10
m: say goodnight to adalaide
f: she going to bed in her mary basket?
m: in what?
f: in her mary basket!
{took me a sec to figure out she meant ‘moses basket’. she just swapped out one bible character for the another}
6.5.10
upon seeing the neighbor’s sprinkler
f: OH. MY. GOSH. You are buying me that!
5.22.10
to the dog barking at a lady at Costco
f: that dog is NOT being kind. He is not being a good friend.
5.2.10
me holding adalaide and hugging finley…
f: you so happy?
m: yes..
f: God gave you your two girls! Awwwww! Thats so nice of Him.
5.1.10
picking me up from my hair appt…
f: oh mommy, you look super amazing!
4.13.10
talking about heaven..
b: pops is in heaven with Jesus.
f: no. Jesus is in my bible.
4.9.10
m: ewwww. please don’t drink the bath water. it’s dirty.
f: yes, mommy. I need to drink it to grow strong and healthy.
3.25.10
f: oh mommy, you look so pretty.
m: { wearing a hat} thank you, sweetie. that was so nice to say.
f: yeah, you look like farmer in the dell.
3.22.10
f: hey! that man is the same color as my grandpa!
{gray haired}
3.20.10
f: yay mommy. you do so good pumping. i'm so proud of you!
3.17.10
At bedtime we sing praise songs, ONLY PRAISE SONGS.
m: what songs should we sing tonight
f: how bout single ladies (beyonce)
m: no...that's not a good night song
f: how bout meet me halfway (black eyed peas)
3.2.10
f: what's that on sister's tummy whopper?
m: that's her belly button. that part is going to fall off soon.
f: i think thats poop.
2.15.10
b: what's your full name?
f: i'm finley michelle neuenschwander
a minute later...
f: actually, i'm finley girl!!
2.15.10
f: i know! lets go to target!
m: why do you want to go to target?
f: i wanna ride in the red cart.
m: well, we don't need anything from target right now.
f: yes. we do.
m: we do? what do we need?
f: i really need some lotion. and lipstick.
1.18.10
m: you need to leave your door open.
f: no, mommy. i'm doing my homework {tearing up a box}. i need quiet.
1.16.10
f: how do i look?
m: you look beautiful. how do i look?
f: ummmm. kinda like barney.
1.6.10
accidentally knocks her books onto the floor
f: oh, sorry books. you forgive me? okay, now kiss all better.
1.4.10
flipping through her bible and reading aloud
f: jesus loves me, jesus loves me, jesus loves me, jesus loves me. oh, hey joseph.
12.30.09
chatting with the checkout lady
f: i'm finley michelle nooshwanda. those are my potty treats...
checkout lady: wow, she is just full of information.
f: {tapping on my chest} baby sister is gonna drink milk from mommy's booooobies.
checkout lady: laughs awkwardly