Stuff and things

Here's a little update about what's been going on:

Vivian now smiles and laughs.  Also, she goos and coos and squeals with delight when you engage in a "conversation" with her.  She and I started what I call "gossip hour" when Jimmy was working out of town. After I put the boys to bed every night, I went down stairs and sat her up against my bent legs facing me, and we talked and laughed and made funny videos for daddy until she got cranky and passed out.  It must have brought out her inner chatter box because now she gets pissed if we skip gossip hour.  

The little traitor also seems to enjoy baseball.  If I need to do something (or want, you know, 15 minutes of blessed silence), all I have to do is track down a Texas Rangers game.  She will sit mesmerized by the game until a commercial comes on.  I told Jimmy that this is only acceptable if she likes football as well.

Gavin has taken to this little waddle-run that makes my heart hurt with the force of my love for him.  He is just the snugglyist, lovingist, most angelic, meanest, most tantrum-throwing baby you'll ever meet.  I love every, single tiny thing about him - even the tantrums.  I think it's because he's just like Jimmy and me.  He gets mad, he throws his 3 minute tantrum, gets up, and he's over it.  Completely done with it, and ready to play and snuggle and give kisses again.  There is no grudge holding.  I hope he stays like that forever.

Silas is really coming into his own.  As much as I loathe making that school payment every week, it has done him a world of good.  His social skills have developed exponentially (but I could do without hearing about which girl he is going to "marry" on any particular day...the teenage years are going to be fuuuuun with that one).  But he is also learning, like, everything.  He knows so many things that blow my mind.  We will be driving in the car, and he'll start spouting off about things I learned in probably 3rd grade.  He asks a million questions, but they are mostly intelligent questions, and he can mostly follow when I answer them (with probably far more info than he wants or needs).  The pain in the arse that has been (and will continue to be) the preschool experience seems like it is going to be well worth it when Silas starts kindergarten.

Now, as for me....ugh.

My bridesmaids suggested I might start planning my wedding what with it being three months away and all.

And....so....fine.  I'm doing that.  

It's incredible the added amount of stress that paying for your own wedding causes.  Luckily, I'm older now with more connections and resources.  So, things are actually coming together pretty well, and I am excel spreadsheeting and list making and Pinteresting and delegating my little heart out.  

I do look forward to the wedding day.  Our goal is to make it a fun day that reflects what is important to us - our family, our friends, laughter, and love.

This weekend is dress shopping with my mom, my aunt, and my lil princess Viv.  Girls day!  Can't wait!