Aaahhh blogging.

Tonight I realized that I really should be blogging. In all of my spare time (wink, wink). This is a new blog, since apparently blogger ate my old one. After the hassle of trying to open my old blog, and then giving up and opening this one, I'm slightly more frustrated then when I sat down to do this, but here I go.
And here is why.
Holland is at my favorite age. It's not that she is my favorite child, of course, but truly I love four. She's so energetic, happy, eager to please, funny- oh is she funny. Case in point: after church Sunday, while riding home, she turned around and said to Alyssa, "Oh Alyssa, you look VERY distinguished!"
This blog is going to stand as my (and hopefully someday, their) record of the things they do to make us laugh, drive us crazy, make us cry, and so on and so forth.
So as my opener, on aforesaid blog number two, a few of Holland's great moments:

While driving down 80, I'm on the phone with John, when a rock flies off the semi ahead of me and hits my windshield. I tell John what happened and in the back I hear laughter. It's Holland, and she says "Oh Mommy, you're crackin' me up. Rocks don't fly!" And her laughter continued.

After dinner a few weeks ago, inspiration hit that she should be an air guitarist. She gave a 15 minute performance complete with full circle strumming, rocker facial expressions, and a sound I can only describe as "weeeerrrrnnntttt."

When Anna was still a newbie and her umbilical cord fell off, Holland was so excited and told everyone who would listen "Anna's electrical cord fell off!"

Holland is in bed one night and calls out "Daddy!' John is engrossed in FoxNews and says "what Holland?" "Daddy! Come here it's very important!" John says, "Just tell me Holland." Holland replies, "Penguin." Good stuff.

In other news, Alyssa got her 3rd quarter report card today. ALMOST straight A's. She had a B+ in math, much to her chagrin. Comments from her teacher this round are, "Alyssa continues to do very well, but she also continues to get down on herself. She needs to be happy with doing her best." We have some competitive genes flowing in this family, and Alyssa has a good dose of them. She gets extremely upset if she is not in first place in her rocket math program. Her teacher will be on maternity leave at the end of this week, and wrote this aside to Alyssa "I enjoyed teaching you. You are a bright and sweet girl with a beautiful smile." Awwww.

And then we come to Miss Anna. Oh Miss Anna. Never has there been a happier baby! She's sleeping 12 hours at night most nights (unless she kicks herself out of her covers and gets cold), taking three hour naps in the afternoon, and is an overall joy. God sure showed me.

I'm off to spend the rest of my evening picking up the house and maybe watching a movie. Last night was my choice, The Boy in the Striped Pajamas. Not a feel good. Tonight is John's pick...