My Baby Girl Sits Up All On Her Own!!!

I'm getting E ready for bed tonight and I realized that I have forgotten the wipes. So I raise the rail on the baby bed and leave E lying on her back playing with her toys. When I return a minute later she's sitting straight up on her behind holding her baby doll! I was like, "Oh my gosh! She sat up on her own! JOSH!!! COME HERE!!!"
In runs Josh saying, "What's wrong?!"
I say, "Look! She's sitting up straight! She did it all by herself!"
Josh says, "Really?" Like he's not convinced.
So I lay E on her back again and she rolls over on her belly, puts the palms of her hands on the bed, raises her butt up in the air and slowly but deliberately puts one foot at a time in front of her and sits down on her booty. Then she straightens her back, sitting up, and laughs at us.
She's so cute! Here are a few pictures of her sitting up on the floor in our living room.
Isn't she cute! I'm so proud!
Check out those eyelashes! I'm so jealous! Too cute!And here's our Angel, Kayla. She's being silly and trying to NOT smile. Gotta love her!Our Princess, Nana. I can't believe she's 5!

And our Prince, J. What else can I say but Prince? He's our boy.
And on the work front...
One of my residents, Jim, passed away yesterday. His wife, Betsy, still lives with us at the nursing home. Their relationship was definitely a love/ hate relationship. He would holler for her to come to his side, she would oblige. She wanted to kiss..he'd pull her hair while she did so. When she left his side he would call for her again. And this was the cycle. He had dementia, she has a touch of it plus mental retardation. None of the office workers thought that his death would bother her much. We nurses knew better. She is mourning. And because of her mental state this makes understanding what has happened even more difficult for her. She regularly goes into his room (they didn't share the same room) looking for him. And cries when she again realizes why he 's not there. It makes me sad to know that she's alone now. All she has left is us, she has no children or other family out there. But this is what I do. I care when there's no one else to care. And I love it. Goodnight folks. Sleep tight. God Bless

A night with Harley

A night with my niece, Harley...
Playin' in the living room with her backpack full of toys...
Ahhh...the clutter of a well lived in home. And look at my girl! She's walking so good, even running now!
Uh oh... She's being still and there are those sleepy eyes...

And she's down for the count!That didn't last long. I think I counted to like, 23.
And just look at those pearly whites! Four of them!
She's so cute with those big blue eyes
This little piggy went to market...
A close up...And a good giggle with Aunt Candice.
But all fun nights have to end and little Harley has to get some real sleep. Her daddy picked her up for bedtime. Night night my Har-Har

Hello There...

Eight o'clock. The kids are in the bed for the night (hopefully) and so I find myself with a little time to play.
So my washing machine is on the fritz. Yeah! With four kids and two adults you can imagine how awesome that is. My brother has just split with his baby's mama and has offered his washer for us to use. He and his daughter, Harley, have moved back home with our mom so he doesn't need it for now. We will be buying a new set when we remodel our bathroom in a couple of months. So with no washer yet we adults have run low on clothes. I took some to my mom's today to wash, I do have to have scrubs to go to work. Needless to say, the kids clothes are piling up (high!). It's supposed to be here tomorrow, I hope!
Anyway, with little clothes, I opted to wear a dress to Monroe for the kids' visit. A DRESS! I NEVER wear dresses. Can't stand them. I'm more of a capri-pants-and-nice-shirt kinda gal. Ugh!
In case you didn't know, Josh and I are foster parents. Because of this we will be using first initials of our two youngest kids. We finally have permanent legal custody of our princess, Savanna, after raising her since birth. And we are in the beginning processes of adopting our angel, Kayla.
So J, who is our 20 month old foster son, and his sister E, who is eight months old, had a visit with their parents today. Poor babies! Their mom is not so bad. Their dad is an idiot! He tried to feed the baby a pickle, french fry, mandarin orange, and a hamburger. Of course she choked on all of it. And he continued to do this even after being told not to. I literally fear for their safety when their alone with him. He's an idiot!
But on a brighter note...
Kayla's birthday is in a few days and we celebrated a little today with one of her brother's because he won't be able to make it to the big birthday party later this month. Here are a few pics I'd like to share.

Isn't Kayla beautiful! It's hard to believe that she will be three in just a matter of days...

She looks so much like her mother. This is a good thing because Magan is beautiful too.

Mmmmm! That cup cake was gooood!

This is Kayla and her brother John. Can you tell they enjoyed the cupcakes a lot?
This is the first time Kayla has ever met her paternal grandmother. And that's her cousin, Seth.
Kayla and her paternal grandmother...
And Kayla with her maternal grandmother.
She had a good time getting all sugared up. She loves the pj's and house shoes she got for her little birthday party today. And of course, barbie's are always a hit.