crank call

You know how I said Aysia has been independent in the last post? Well, let this just be a warning. If you get a call, from my house. Especially, if you are Olivia, Oaklee, Angela, Eric, Grandma, Grandma Jean, Troy, Blake, Bryant and Daddy's cell. It isn't me calling to say your refrigerator is running. It is Aysia because she has a new love for the phone and calling her friends. Especially her uncle Eric, she has to call and give him a play by play about what we are doing, who hurt her feelings, what she did at school, and who knows what else. Sorry Eric. I think it is kinda cute. She is so smart, to smart for her own little good.

not so little

I wish we could slow time down. It feels like Aysia is growing at an incredibly fast pace and I just can't keep up with her. The things that I love about her right now is that she wants to be so independent. I know most moms are tired of their kids trying to be so big, they are sick of the "Me do it stage". Aysia for the most part is a really good kid. Sometimes I wonder what kind of kid she is going to be when she reaches Elementary Age. As I listen to her with her friends I often hear a bossy little girl. That concerns me, but, Travis reminds me constantly not to change her. I agree, because there will be a certain time in her life that I would hope she will do what she knows is right and what she has been taught and she will follow that instead of being passive. On the other hand. Her friends will come to me and say, "brooke, brooke, I gave Aysia ALL of my stickers, and all of my chocolates!" "Why would you do that?" I questioned. "Because I want her to be my friend." I don't know if the little girls is just extremely giving and nice. Or, if Ays is manipulating the kids to get the things that she wants. HMMM. I guess I will have to pay more attention to the things the kids are doing and saying when they are playing with each other. Aysia has always been (for the most part) thoughtful towards me. I remember when she was 2, she got up on the table, looked me right in the face and said "mommy, you look tired." She has been the same way ever since. She is very tender hearted. I had to talk to her about putting the kitty to sleep. Because of a bite he got in a fight with another cat. Trying as hard as she could not to cry, she said,"but, how will I see him." I said you won't. But you will someday. Still trying not to cry, she put her head in her hands and said I don't want Daisy die. My Heart broke, so I decided we would take the cat to Dr. Watkins and see what we could do. I was SOOO looking forward to having the kitty gone. But, how could I do that to my little girl when she loved her kitty to death. I must note sometimes she really does LOVE HIM TO DEATH,(squeezing, dancing, tormenting, you get the picture) And if you don't go watch Nemo, DARLA. We got the kitty meds and we even got him fixed for $25 bucks. He was on his way to better. When Aysia came home a couple of days later and says, "mom, its ok if daisy dies, because I want a dog instead." Aysia, is very serious. You don't look at her the wrong way because like any other girl. She WILL take it the wrong way. You follow the rules she makes up. No shoes in the living room, no food in the living room, no screaming or yelling in the house, no mad faces, no saying trash words. Most of them she follows, and she makes sure others do too. Until she has to yell at her friends to be quiet or no shoes in the living room. Here are pictures of Aysia with her boy cat named Daisy, that is another story. And if you have ever wondered how messy a little girl and her friends can be....well here it is. I love you Aysia, I am so happy to me your mommy. You have always brought sunshine to me. And will always be my first little treasure.

My Monkey Bug

Ok here is where I am going to start, monkey bug. Aysia was born on September 5th, 2003. She is my first treasure. I never dreamed I could love a little person so very very much. Travis and I would often comment on how much we loved her and how nuts it was that we could love someone as much as we love Aysia. When I was having ays the doctors said...Oh, she has got red hair. I couldn't picture my baby with red hair. Sure enough, red head she is. Through and through. I am so thankful she has the personality she has. Sometimes, she is annoying because she is mean to her friends. That sounds rude of me to say, but, she is quite bossy. I don't know how her friends can stand it sometimes, we are working on that a little, but, I don't want to break her to much of that. Because, along with that bossiness...she, stands up for things she really believes in...like modesty, saying bad things, etc. I think she needs that inward confidence that come with her. I love Aysia so so so much. I often remind her she is my first treasure. She is my first joy