Creeping up on me

Arabel is officially walking now. I say officially because she has been cruising since about 7 months and I am pretty sure she has just been perfecting her skills until they were up to her standards. Today she stood up in the middle of the room and proceeded to walk to one side, turn around and walk to the other. She is quick too!! I know that she has been completely capable yet unwilling to walk for months now. She has been stubborn since she was in utero. Little booger.

Another Arabel milestone... I washed and sanitized all the bottles and they now have a new home, in the closet. *tear* I have struggled with her growing up and this was something that I was struggling with. I figured that I couldn't have the crutch of the bottle laying on the counter when she was whining. It is all cup all the time now. Though, it did break my heart a little when she saw that her bottle was gone. I just saw the disappointment in her face. Ugh, nothing like a guilt trip from a 13 month old.

I did want to mention that I am craving and iced coffee and a snickers blizzard (freeze, flurry, whatever you call it) like it is going out of style. I just saw a Sonic commercial (which I also think is cruel considering the closest one is 40 minutes away) and I had to wipe the drool from my chin. Does that officially make me a fat kid? Either way, I think that I am OK with it. (I won't mention that our late night snack last night was mini corndogs and fried green beans/zucchini.)

Rob is done with school for the semester. Which now means that he has one whole week off before the first summer session starts and he hates his school life. Which brings me to the fact that he is a total drama queen. He threw a tantrum about his professor taking off a point on a project. A POINT! Guess what? He still has like a 98% in the class. Pretty sure a 4.0 is a 4.0 is a 4.0. Get over it. :) Though, I am super proud of him. I can't wait to watch him walk across that stage in December. *Note to self: get a baby sitter for that day... the last thing I want to deal with is 2 kids during commencement at a Big Ten University. *shudder*

The big 2-8 is quickly approaching for me. T- minus 2 days until I am in the late 20's club. I have noticed that when someone asks me my age, I reply, "almost 30." Wow. I can't complain though. I was noticing how I am down playing it this year. I love my birthday. This year, I kind of feel like it is lost. It falls on Mother's Day this year, which is nothing new to me. I was born on Mother's Day and it continues to happen every 6 years. My mom is the sweetest person ever though, she called to see what special dessert I wanted. I told her cupcakes. Delicious cupcakes. I guess I feel like it isn't a big deal because I don't have tons of people calling to see when and where we are going to get wasted. I will frankly be lucky to enjoy any type cocktails with friends. Here's to hoping though.

I realized that I couldn't write a post like this and not include an Emma gem. I told her my birthday was coming up and she said, yeh, I know. (Smart ass kid. Wonder where that came from?) She told me that I must be turning 17. When I told her I was turning 28 her mouth dropped open. I asked her if she thought that was old she said, "Well, yeah. But, I can only count to 30." I love that kid. She is my little buddy. She loves to cuddle with me all the time. She even told me that she thinks growing up with be fun (which is a very good thing, she has been very against the entire idea for a while.) When I asked her why, she explained that she gets to grow up with me. Talk about a melt your heart moment. Then, I am sure she ran around in circles and refused to quit talking/making noise for the next three hours.

Sonic

Rob was working out of the house today. I can't remember the last time I was so happy to see him when he walked through the door. Especially that he woke me up at 6am (!!!!! He must have had a death wish.) to iron his dress pants and shirt. I could have choked him, but I didn't. Instead I told him to shut his trap and go away while I ironed his stupid crap. (Did I mention that I am not a morning person?) He was out of the house by 6:45 and then of course Arabel woke up, almost an hour and a half earlier than normal. I somehow coaxed her back to sleep and enjoyed the rest of sleepy time while I could. Emma was full of piss and vinegar all day. Rob calls me around 6:30 and tells me that on his way home he saw one of those highway signs that said "blank-1 mile". Then, he asks me... "Do you know what the blank was??" I say, Sonic??? I was correct. Though, he ended up making a 4 minute trip to get food, last like 60, but I digress. We have never had Sonic before. The nearest one is 40 miles away (aka the one Rob was getting food at). We all had Sonic (that was still decently warm might I add) tonight for dinner. Oh, I heart strawberry limeades. We are already planning out a family trip for lunch.

Burgers without incident

My friend Doug pulled up at my house around 4:30. I got the carseats in, loaded the kids and we were off. That is right, we took a road trip for burgers. As I mentioned in my last blog post, I was very nervous/anxious about the ordering process. We got there before the couple that we were meeting so Uncle Doug took Em up through the line to order her some food first. While they didn't send him to the end of the line... he did get a "that's not my area" comment a couple times. Emma comes back to the table with a grilled cheese and bag of chips. Hey, that is what she wanted for dinner. As soon as Em sits down with her food Arabel (aka Grabsy McGee) snatched up half of her sandwich and starts eating it. Good to know that she likes grilled cheese (and fried zuchinni and french fries) though. Time was up for me to hit up the line. It was truly nerve wracking. I am proud to report that I ordered correctly, and no anti-anxiety medications were needed. The food was good. It is not the type of place that we will take a 45 minute road trip to get (unlike Zingerman's Deli *drool*) but good none the less. Plus, it was on triple D and we all know how much I love the Food Network.

Other news:
While in the car on the way to Ann Arbor we were discussing the Lion King. Emma has watched the movie at least 4,000 times since Monday. No I am not exaggerating. I asked her "Emma, what is your favorite part of the Lion King?" Em's reply, "I love the part where the king is killed and then the little lion goes 'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!'" Yep, my kid's favorite part is when Mufasa is trampled to death. I couldn't make this up if I tried. I wonder if I should have her looked at... sadistic little kid.

Emma and I along with my mom are going to see Playhouse Disney Live tonight at Breslin. Em is pumped and to be honest, I kind of am too. I think that somedays I enjoy the Disney channel as much if not more than her.

nervous about a burger

A friend and I are hitting up Blimpy Burger this afternoon to meet up with a couple friends, Savannah and Pat. Blimpy Burger is in Ann Arbor, so we are making an hour (give or take) trek for these delicious burgers. I am pretty pumped about the idea of fried veggies to be completely honest. Yum. Here comes the nervous part. They are like the Soup Nazi of burgers. If you order out of order, or incorrectly... they send you to the back of the line. I am pretty sure that I may have a panic attack just thinking about it. Hopefully, I will be able to make it through dinner without a Xanax. I am hoping Sav is feeling like taking some pics too. :)