Baby Wilson!

My sister Candace and her husband Tyson welcomed their brand new baby boy, Wilson Truett Driggs, into the world last night! He was born at 11:40 and weighed 7 pounds, 1 ounce (their first baby to hit the 7 pound mark!). From what I hear, he has a little bit of black hair, two big dimples, and looks like his brother Chip. I wish I could meet Wilson today and hug my sister's neck (They live in Arizona)! I'll post pictures as soon as I get them. Congratulations, Candace and Tyson (and Wes, Gordy, Hudson, Chip, and John Ross)! Baby Wilson is a blessed little boy to be welcomed into your family.

--Updated to include picture!
Sweet Baby Wilson!

Star Mom

I realized when we got home from church last night that I'd forgotten to get Maggie valentines to take to school today. (I'd seen it on her school calendar earlier in the week but had completely forgotten.) I debated whether or not to go out at 9 last night or wait and get them this morning. At some point I decided just to take Miller and get them while Mags was at school and drop them off this afternoon when I picked her up. (I figured they were just prepping Valentines' bags for the kids' party next week and that it wouldn't be a big deal to just take them later in the day.)

Well, when I was packing Maggie's backpack this morning I noticed she had put two heart-shaped dinner plates in there. You see, Maggie doesn't really yet understand the concept of a valentine. She thought it was just something she could take for show-and-tell. I told her I had forgotten her valentines and asked what she wanted to do--be late to school or let me bring them this afternoon. She said, "I can just talk about my heart plates."

I realized immediately that I could not send that baby to school without her valentines this morning. We rushed to Wal-Mart on the way to school, bought the valentines she picked out (gel-cling ones--you're welcome, other moms!), sat down inside the store, and wrote everyone's names on them. We got to school ten minutes late and a little flustered, but Maggie got to take her valentines.

Sad to say, I do NOT win the Star Mom award today. Anyone else ever have those moments??

Our Big Boy!

I can't believe how fast time flies. It seems like just yesterday that Miller was born, and now he is two-and-a-half and is starting to potty train! Isn't he supposed to be our baby?? He decided all of a sudden a couple of weeks ago that he is interested in going to the potty, and he has been doing really well for the past few days. He's wearing pull-ups most of the time, but he occasionally gets to wear a pair of big boy underwear (Those of you who know me well know what a big step this is for me with my cleaning up accidents/germ issues; hey, I've gotten A LOT better since potty training Child #1!).

In other news, Miller Man has learned how to climb out of his crib! Aaaah! He climbed out a couple of months ago on a fluke and hasn't done it since, but last night, he did it again. Jeff put him in time-out in his crib for hitting his buddy Colby (I know, I know, it's terrible, but it's the most effective way we've found to do time-out with him). A few seconds later, he came waltzing into the living room like nothing had happened. I was in the kitchen, but Jeff and our neighbors all just sat there shocked. He hasn't done it again, so we'll see what happens. Maggie was in a "big girl bed" long before Miller's age, but I am NOT ready to put him in his big bed yet. I guess I'm just not ready to admit that he IS a big boy. :-) Here's a picture of Mills in his "Ming-Ming panties" (as Maggie calls them). Ha!

Reminiscing

I am trying to catch up on our digital scrapbooking and have been looking through the kids' baby pictures for a few days. I came across this video tonight...This was when Mags was six months old and was just learning to push up on her hands and knees and crawl. I can't believe this was four years ago. Isn't it crazy how time flies?

Maggie's Fears

Perhaps I should send Maggie to school with a disclaimer about her paranoia. She came home the day the policeman visited last week and said that if I didn't slow down my driving, the policeman was going to pull me over, spray me with pepper spray, handcuff my hands and feet, and take me to jail. I assured her I have never sped in my life. She wasn't convinced.

Today the dentist visited her school...Mags has informed me that I am to stop feeding her sweets, or her teeth are going to be green and have holes in them. She told me that Alex had had a banana for snack today, and that bananas were good for your teeth. She didn't think the Special K chocolate bar I sent her for snack was good for her teeth. She listed several foods that we eat and said we need to stop eating them.

The fireman was supposed to visit her school this week, too, and he didn't, because "he had to go fight a fire very far away," so I took the kids to the fire station on the way home to see the firetrucks. Mags told me in front of the firemen that they were "scary like dinosaurs." They got quite the laugh out of it, but I feel like we owe them some cookies or something.

Watch out for those scary policemen, firemen, and dentists...(Maggie is busy right now drinking her ice water and just asked if she could brush her teeth).

Yum, yum...

Our two silly children eating their favorite non-candy food: corn on the cob. Why they refuse to sit down at mealtime is a mystery to me. Jeff and I don't stand in the chairs to eat...

Around the Norris house lately...

Here are some pictures from the past few weeks...
Maggie could not STAND for Christmas to be over, so she has been decorating the house with Christmas stickers. :-) And yes, my fireplace needs to be dusted. Yikes!
Miller sneaking some of the Santa cake Pop and Yaya brought us (He is JUST like his mama...)
The three stooges (Miller, Maggie, and our neighbor Colby) watching for snow the day after Christmas