patience
Can’t wait to meet Riley Erin…..

2009-2010 report card
Peyton’s report card for this year. You’ll have to zoom in to read some of it…..
artwork
I’ve been taking photos of Peyton’s artwork recently. These are from Mother’s Day 2009 – Valentine’s Day 2010. You can click on any of them to see them in a larger form. For your viewing pleasure…..
bad Adrienne
Posted by Adrienne in Uncategorized on February 15th, 2010
It has been so so so so so long (did I mention sooooooo long?) since I blogged. Bad Adrienne. Sadly, I’m not sure how much has actually happened since August. Birthdays, anniversary, Christmas (Peyton had a blast), Janice’s birthday (Peyton had a blast). Peyton has grown like a weed. It’s amazing how big she is, not only her height and appearance but the way she communicates too. She’s definitely not a baby anymore. We’re starting to potty train. It’s going so-so. She doesn’t pretty well, in spurts. Lots of accidents this weekend and that upset her a bit. But overall, I know it’s going fairly well.
Marshall bought me a diamond ring for Christmas 2009/Valentine’s Day 2010. I was supposed to pick out a ring I wanted for Christmas, but I couldn’t find one worth buying. So as Valentine’s Day approached, Marshall asked me if I wanted to look around again. I finally found one that I really liked. (I’ve got my eye on a ring with yellow diamonds in it too. That might be a future purchase.)

Also, Peyton has taken to playing dress-up every single minute that we’ll let her. She likes to wear multiple tutu’s and headbands at the same time. Plus she has a vest with flowers on it that she thinks matches everything, including her tutu’s. It’s quite the sight. And she would do more if we would let her. It’s a fight to get her to take everything off to go to the bathroom or eat dinner or take a nap.

potty training (phase 1)
We’re toying with the idea of potty training soon. So my friend Melissa gave me a little potty that she used with her kids that plays music when you “flush” it. We’ve been letting her try it out every night before her bath. Peyton LOVES it. Primarily, she loves opening up the lid, sitting down, flushing, listening to the music, standing up, closing the lid….. and then repeating that sequence over and over and over and over….
stuff
Posted by Adrienne in Uncategorized on August 10th, 2009
I apologize that my blog hasn’t been updated as much as I intended lately. Things have been a little out of sorts with our computers the last month or so. We got a new laptop recently. Soooo much faster than the last one. AND Marshall actually built us a new desktop which I am using right now. It’s really slick and definitely cheaper if you do it yourself. But we don’t have all of our files and software onto this pc yet, so I haven’t posted pictures in a while.
So….. things that have been going on….. Peyton spent the week before last at my parents’ house, going to Vacation Bible School. She had a blast. Marshall and I worked and basically did a lot of sleeping. Last week, daycare was closed. Marshall kept her Monday (Daddy’s day), I kept her Tuesday (Mommy’s day), and Marshall’s parents and sister came and kept her at our house the rest of the week. She seemed to enjoy all of it. She got to go swimming at Averi’s house Tuesday. (Somehow I got sunburned and she didn’t. That’s a sad commentary about me mostly.) Today was her first day back at daycare. She was TIRED tonight. She fussed a lot. Even while she was watching Blues Clues (or “blue puppy in room” as she insists on calling it). I felt bad for her. And my sanity. But mostly her.
Well, I’m off to bed. Long day tomorrow.
Peyton Elise
For the last couple of months, I have been trying to get Peyton to say her middle name. “Peyton, what’s your middle name?” “Peyton.” “No baby, that’s your first name. What is your middle name? Is it Elise?” “NO! It’s Pey – ton.” (She clearly enunciated since I didn’t seem to understand the first time.)
Finally, she got it last week. “Peyton, what’s your middle name?” “Peyton Wees. Peyton Wees!”
Close enough.
No Singing Mommy!
Ever since Peyton was old enough to say the words, she has banned Marshall and me from singing or dancing in front of her. I have never heard of a child doing such a thing, but apparently they don’t all like to be entertained by their parents in silly ways. If a song comes on the radio while I am driving, I will start to sing without thinking about it. And the next thing I know, I hear “NO SINGING MOMMY!” And the same for dancing too. She was watching Barney the other day. Marshall walked into the living room and started doing the Baby Bop Hop (sigh if you know that one too). Peyton walked over to him, put both hands on his chest, and firmly said “NO DANCING DADDY. NO DANCING!” I’m not sure what it means yet. I hope it’s a phase though. Maybe when she gets a little older, I can ask her why we shouldn’t sing or dance. When I ask her now, she just stares at me blankly. Sigh.
weekend in Benton
I took Peyton to Benton this past weekend for her “last” checkup at Arkansas Children’s Hospital and to spend some time with my family. She had x-rays at her appointment Friday morning, and then we saw the doctor. Everything looked good. He wants her to do some more growing and then come back in 2 years for one final set of x-rays. So we were very pleased with that. We went to the zoo Saturday with Mumzy, Pop, and Grammother. Peyton had a GREAT time. My parents took some pictures, so I will try to post some when I can get my hands on them. Peyton loved Lorikeet Landing, the gorillas, and the giraffes. She’s still talking about the giraffes. On Sunday, we went to my parents’ church. She got to say hi to Julie and go to the 2 year old class for the first time. She did very well. They got to dip snacks in honey, and I don’t think she wanted to stop.
Peyton also advanced to the Toddler 3 class at daycare this morning. She came home in a good mood, so it must have gone fairly well. She was very proud to show me her new room when I went to pick her up after work.

















































































































































