Sunday, September 25, 2005

Cute little boy Written on September 25,2005 age10 months

Dear Auntie S.
I don't think the uncle is to happy with us. It could be because of Savannah's sudden ear pierceing screams while we are riding in the car. He always stops suddenly and gets out to look at her. Her seat is right behind his so he can't see her. He mumbles things like bee or rock, but she just sits there and smiles up at him thinking my voice so get peoples attention.
I know he can't be mad at me. I like to play hide and seek but I keep forgetting to tell him. Once I got into the closet and it was dark so I went to sleep until I was rudely woken when he picked me up and then he wasn't to happy when I crawled into the big coffee tables drawer and the door closed on me. I kept kicking the door open and Savannah saw me and would laugh.She is so easy to amuse.
I still haven't gotten any teeth. They try to come thru but noting. I'm not happy. I just would like to suck on the bottle when it gets bad. I can crawl now. I can crawl which the first time Mom saw it you would have thought I cured the common cold.Savannah still goes along on her elbows and drags her self along. She sometimes can move just as fast as me.
Uncle thinks it fun to put the bottles on the other side of the room and have us race to them...Savannah still wants both.
Uncle still reads to us everytime we are here. Savannah gets bored and want to eat the book. I know that after he is done reading that I will be lotion on my legs and arms for dry skin.
Savannah now has hair that moves. People still think she's a boy....Oh look at the little boy and his cute sister....I like that.
I can sit up on my own now. I still haven't figured out the reaching for stuff I fall over and hit my head. Savannah gets a laugh out of that.
When you come to visit and have your camera we do sit still for that. We found that if we do then we don't get as many flashes in the face from Grandma...
We are only spending two days at uncles next week. He's trying to teach us words. Mines donor...
The cute one who will have beautiful hair one day
Constance.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Seattle and beyond Written Sept.12,2005

Dear Aunt S.

We have spent a lot of time with the uncle this week. He said that we would send out a message at the end of the week. Constance wanted to do this but she is teething so all you would get is my gums hurt my gums hurt…look a ball!

You heard that we went to Seattle to see family out there. Flying is fun, the up and down make my tummy feel funny. I did throw up on some guy behind grandma when I got to excited. But he looked bored. Constance didn’t like it; they said something about her inner ear or something like that. And that it’s too bad she can’t chew gum to help…Chewing gum with the toothless one now that would be fun to see.

We got to Seattle and went to a party with all these strange people, well people we didn’t know, the people here are strange. I will scream if I hear one more time….now which one is which, oh this ones bigger, are they the same age, is it a boy and girl, oh look you have teeth (while sticking hand in mouth). I kept hearing mom saying who has them who has them….So then Mall and grandma buying clothes…and then home….

So staying with the uncle a lot this week. He also told mom that he would watch us extra so she could have alone time…Dad has it all the time why not mom.

Uncle is so funny. He tries to do stuff to make us laugh…he was standing up with a sheet over his head playing peek-a –boo until he noticed that he was standing in front of his big front window with people going by looking at the odd man….

Like I said Constance is teething, and she lets us know it. She will suck on the bottle and yes she is holding all by herself now. Then a pain will hit her and she cries and cries and then will go to lay her head down on the floor but she does it to fast so you hear. BAMMM!!!. Then she cries harder because she now has hit her head. Dummy.

Its fun here at uncles, he’s trying to find all the stuff we would like to play with. Little stuffed animals and balls but I like the Kleenex box he has in the trash. I caught the edge of the box with my foot and brought it down…

Constance is trying to crawl; she gets up on her knees and rocks back and forth. Then she gets tired of that and lies down and throws her hands out and thinks she’s flying. She does push her self back a lot and gets herself stuck in places because of it. There is a spot in grandma’s house that is beside the TV that she keeps trying to back her way thru. People see her over there and scream and comes gets her before she can fall off the edge…Oh she would bounce or the dummy would like it…

I do not like Vacuums and there is nothing you can say to make me like them!!!!!

Uncle had us in his front room. He calls it the babies room, like we can read any of the books there, and he’s moved all the stuff out of reach….But we kept finding stuff on the carpet and he thinks this is wrong. So I’m over in the corner looking at the bottom of my car seat and Constance is in the middle of the room doing her Titanic king of the world impression when uncle brings in the evil machine. He turns on this noisy monster and goes around the room and Constance looking down to make sure she is ok with it…She lays there looking at it and when he brings it over to her she pats it with her hand and then knocks her head on it….then he sees me. So scared I can’t make a noise. He turns it off and comes to me and I cling to him…Then he sits down by it and Constance and try’s to make me look at it. I’m thinking it’s not that bad. Constance is patting it with her hand and I go to reach out for it when Constance hits the on bottom and it screams at me so I scream back….EVIL EVIL MACHINE…….

He does read to us. But Hop on Pop is getting old. And I really don’t care who dun it in the mystery he’s reading.

Don’t know how many times he has us next week.

Talk to you later

Savannah who’s not a boy….

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Entry for September 11, 2005 four years after

I left the entry title as is because it is so fitting. Who could believe that 4 years ago the world would be shook to its core. How could the United States be attacked like that...Sleeping giant?,Lazy,? Selfish me could only think that on the 13th I had tickets to go to England....I soon got over that,the airline and hotel and other places I had reservation in got a hold of me and refunded my money with you problems, except the train ticket place. Its someplace in Virginia and they said use it or lose it...Sweet.
Four years ago I spent my vacation helping out in New York City. I cryed for most of the time. I don't like the idea of the new tower going into its place but that's just me. Nice park would do fine.

So this week I seen how many times I could try to take myself to the limit. Work from 6am -3pm and then take care of the twins three days and then cooking and shopping because of another great niece being down for a visit. I slept most of today. Missed Erie Feis. Which is the Quad Cities answer to drunken days. The Irish people of the area show that they can do as much stuff as the rest of the Celtic Nations. and the beer tent is a plus.

Alexia is the great niece who came to visit. She is 7 going on 35. Clothes horse and to smart sometimes for her own good. She was down for back to school shopping, but it turned out to be the day the twins got clothes and me....She did end up with two pairs of shoes. A girl can never have to many shoes. At Christmas time she gives us each a list of what she wants..Each person gets a differant list so no getting the same stuff and she tells exactly what she wants. Size,colour and most of the times stores and price.
My sister Madame has gotten herself a job down here. JC Penny's may not know what hit them. She starts September 19th Women Suits. I'm making a bet she doesn't make it to Christmas.
she also has a chance of getting on with the Radio Group here in town. Traffic controller and it has nothing to do with roads or cars. She will be living with my sister Mary for the time until she can get on her feet. As if Mary doesn't have enough problems.
Tomorrow is a twin day. Their father is going to go looking for a differant job. This one he has had for almost two months. I'm going to hate to see what that tax return looks like...
Sometime I'm going to have to talk about the soaps. But right now they all kinda suck.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Thoughts from the blue eyed one Written on Sept.4,2005

Dear Aunt Sarah,
We have been spending a lot of time with the uncle this week. Grandma doesn't always get out of work on time to get us..We like it here but he's starting to get smart to Savannah's tricks.
When we first get here Savannah will cry like she hasn't eaten in days....Yeah right...So uncle gets her a bottle...Now when she starts he looks down at her and in his big person voice tells her to be quiet your not getting anything....she looks up at him and then they have a stare off....Then Savannah knows she's not getting anything and starts to look at her hand...
I tried to by the crying one the other day but it didn't work. I keep forget to not smile when he looks down at me and ask in his dumb voice....Whets the madda Cono? I just have to smile wrecks the whole effect.
So it was hot and dad had us in the car all day. So we get here and uncle does feed us because we are both thirsty. Its cool in his one room but the carpet doesn't have any treats on it....Savannah rolls around and gets her foot stuck under the sofa...Dummy...I roll around after eating and find a nice place under the rocking chair...its away from Savannah she likes to roll onto my head or slap it...
She tried to take my bottle after she was done with hers....Uncle stopped her..boy she got mad...tried to hit him....He just blew on her tummy....She hates that....
Then it was time to leave. back in the car seats and off we go...but when he had us out side he said that we would have to be used to movement if we are going on a plane..so he swings us around in the back yard....I'm not to thrilled with this but chunky miss loved it....Uncle had to sit in the car for a while before we could leave....
Uncle stops to get him self some food. Savannah thinks she should have some to so starts to howl...passing cars look at us...I'm so embarrassed....he does give her a little tiny piece to shut her up...yep she wolfed that down and was asking for more...
He puts the bag in her lap while he gets us out of the car and up to the door. we are almost to the door when Savannah throws the bag onto the ground...nothing falls out but that's was just mean of her...
Well that is all for now....Going to be in Seattle the next couple days...uncle told us to watch out that mom and grandma behaved them selves and to not throw up on any body....well maybe Angela or Scott or Sean or a air hostess.....
The Blue Eyed one
Constance Marie