Posting a Milestone!!!

Kili is finally starting to like walking!!!

Hallelujah shouts my back (and hip). Just Kidding.

It is so super precious. She tries to run and make it as far as she can before her imminent fall gets her.

So exciting, but it is SOOOOOOO much faster than her crawling. We were lucky and it took her a VERY long time before she became a fast crawler. Most of the time she still doesn't super speed crawl.


Oh and I'm going to leave you with a hilarious pic of the super serious Kili.

The 'Middle Wife' by an Anonymous 2nd grade teacher

My husband sent me this in an email today and I found it hilarious! Enjoy!
(Although I think if I was the teacher I would have been a nervous wreck--afraid of kids' questions and parents' answers!)


I've been teaching now for about fifteen years. I have two kids myself, but the best birth story I know is the one I saw in my own second grade classroom a few years back.

When I was a kid, I loved show-and-tell. So I always have a few sessions with my students. It helps them get over shyness and usually, show-and-tell is pretty tame. Kids bring in pet turtles, model airplanes, pictures of fish they catch, stuff like that. And I never, ever place any boundaries or limitations on them. If they want to lug it in to school and talk about it, they're welcome.

Well, one day this little girl, Erica, a very bright, very outgoing kid, takes her turn and waddles up to the front of the class with a pillow stuffed under her sweater.

She holds up a snapshot of an infant. 'This is Luke, my baby brother, and I'm going to tell you about his birthday.'

'First, Mom and Dad made him as a symbol of their love, and then Dad put a seed in my Mom's stomach, and Luke grew in there. He ate for nine months through an umbrella cord.'

She's standing there with her hands on the pillow, and I'm trying not to laugh and wishing I had my camcorder with me. The kids are watching her in amazement.

'Then, about two Saturdays ago, my Mom starts saying and going, 'Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!' Erica puts a hand behind her back and groans. 'She walked around the house for, like an hour, 'Oh, oh, oh!' (Now this kid is doing a hysterical duck walk and groaning.)

'My Dad called the middle wife. She delivers babies, but she doesn't have a sign on the car like the Domino's man.. They got my Mom to lie down in bed like this.' (Then Erica lies down with her back against the wall.) 'And then, pop! My Mom had this bag of water she kept in there in case he got thirsty, and it just blew up and spilled all over the bed, like psshhheew!' (This kid has her legs spread with her little hands miming water flowing away. It was too much!) 'Then the middle wife starts saying 'push, push,' and 'breathe, breathe.

They started counting, but never even got past ten. Then, all of a sudden, out comes my brother. He was covered in yucky stuff that they all said it was from Mom's play-center, (placenta) so there must be a lot of toys inside there. When he got out, the middle wife spanked him for crawling up in there.'Then Erica stood up, took a big theatrical bow and returned to her seat.

I'm sure I applauded the loudest. Ever since then, when it's show-and-tell day, I bring my camcorder, just in case another 'Middle Wife' comes along.

So Quick Update

God has totally provided for our financial needs. Chandler got a flexible second job, much like his teller job that he loves. We can't beat the money he will be making, and he will not need to work on the nights that I have night classes great, huh? We like to think so. God truly answers prayers. HE cares about our every need. I just need to remember that sometimes.

Kili pulled up on an end table in the living room for the first time today. I missed it b/c I was in class. Boo. I'll just pretend like next time is the first time, b/c well it is for me! ; )

I spent a lot of time working on her dedication dress and bows today. Fun! Fun! Nearly burnt the tip of my finger off with the hot glue gun that had been left on since last night. No fun!

Sounds like a few moms from Keels daycare are wanting to order bows and clothes. Yay!!!

I think I may have finally decided what I am majoring in-Fashion Merchandising. (I think my mom is afraid it is a phase. lol.) But it is a Family and Consumer Science degree, which I love. I have wanted to do something in that field as long as I can remember. I feel so at home there. But I do not want to teach. After substitute teaching toward the end of my pregnancy with Kili and taking Intro to Ed, I just know that I wouldn't enjoy it. I could do it yes, but I wouldn't enjoy it. I like to tutor students one on one. I did that for several years in high school. I really think I would probably get fired for saying something too honest to a student. Perhaps that could be taken as rude. ;) Causing a lawsuit. I can just see it now. Teacher fired for telling 8th grade student to quit acting like a ding dong middle schooler. I just have trouble suffering fools gladly-to use a figure of speech. Not meaning that students are fools, of course, because I am one. hehe!

So I maybe going against my traditional, get sure fire training for a sure fire job upbringing, but I am following my heart. I am following what I feel Led to do. Which is more important? Besides that I just emphasize the entreprenuerial side of this degree to my father and emphasize the fact that I could take a few more classes and get my teacher's licensure to my mom. Isn't it silly, I don't live in my parents home, they have never paid for any of my classes, yet I have to please them with my degree choice. No wonder I have ulcers. Just Kidding. I love you guys. You just want the best for me.

Anyway enough boring material to get anyone snoring. Promise I will get back in my old charming blogging self soon.

Okay so I just found something freakin' hilarious. Here's my blog from my summer after Sophomore year in high school: http://www.thotsbycaseyann.blogspot.com/ OMG!!!! Wayyyyyy to funny, but maybe that's because its me looking back at it. lol. I have grown up soooo much. From the looks of it does it look like I thought I would be where I am today?