Fort Matanzas

A little historical detour on our way home from Orlando.

Wordless Wednesday: This Little Light of Mine

Gymnastics Class

The kids had their last Kindermusik class this week - at least for awhile. I was feeling that Jonah really needed something more active to help get some energy out. The soccer class at our local community center doesn't start until March so I've signed him up for Gymnastics in the interim. He really seems to like it and Elisabeth enjoys spectating. (I have signed her up for a dance class that starts in February)

Big Girl Bed

We left Kelly at home for a few hours today, and when we returned, we
found he had been busy. He converted Elisabeth's crib to a toddler
bed. We'll see how she does tonight with the change.

Home Sweet Home!

                               Image via Wikipedia

We've been out of town for a couple weeks on our annual pilgrimage to visit family in sunny Florida.  We had a great time and the kids got some good quality time with all their grandparents - we even visited Kelly's great-grandmother (Jonah and Elisabeth's great-great-grandmother).  I am just getting around to downloading pictures and such.  I'll post more details later.

We got back Monday evening in record time - we haven't done 12.5 hours between here and Okeechobee since we had kids. While Kelly and I were unloading the car, Elisabeth fell off of the ottoman and hit the end table. She wailed terribly and then threw up all over the both of us. I carried her to the tub to contain the mess all the while thinking she hit her head the way she was carrying on. Kelly went to get a flashlight to make sure her pupils were dilating appropriately, while I just tried to comfort her and not throw up myself. When she calmed down enough, I asked her where it hurt, and was very relieved when she said her foot. (I love when children get old enough to communicate effectively!) By the time I got her in the bath, Kelly had pretty much unloaded the car. All the luggage and Christmas loot about nearly made me claustrophobic.  I still haven't gotten things in order for a fresh start for the new year.  The Christmas decorations are still up and suitcases still need to be emptied, but it's nice to be home.

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