Sleep Swimming

Since we moved to Cypress/Houston, Macy has taken to sleep walking. Actually, she had done some of it before, but not to this extent.

The first few nights in the apartment, she would wander around. Sometimes we would hear her and get her, other times we would find her sleeping on the floor beside our bed. One night we noticed a strange light on. I got up to check it and she had opened the refrigerator door and left it open. When she woke up the next morning, she had my grocery list in her hand-the one I had left on the counter by the refrigerator. Interesting.

The scariest episode occurred when Bryan was out of town at a conference and she came into our room in the middle of the night. Aware of the wandering history here, I got up and checked the house to make sure everything was ok when I discovered the door between the apartment and the garage was open. Remember, we went from a 3BR house to a 2BR apartment... the garage is more than full. She could have gotten pretty hurt in an avalanche of cardboard and containers! That one forced us to get locks on the doors up high so she couldn't reach them easily without some type of scaffolding (I wouldn't put it past her).

Since we have been here-about a month-we have gone swimming at least 5 days a week (COME QUICKLY, SCHOOL YEAR, COME QUICKLY!!!). Macy has turned into quite a little swimmer. She is now proudly floatie-free.

Last night around 2am I awoke to a mumbling, confused little girl beside my bed. I picked her up to comfort her for a second. The next thing I know she holds her nose and "splashes" backward onto the bed. After a few minutes of laughter (of which my ailing husband didn't really appreciate), I helped her back to bed to continue her dream of living under the sea.

If we ever find her "sleep cleaning" the apartment, we'll probably wait until she turns off the vacuum cleaner, and then help her find her way back to bed. I'm just sayin'...

My Recent Education

So since you last heard from me, I can say we are doing great. Macy has been okay with the whole transition. She went through a few rough days... that is until 'sassy sauce' was introduced. Sassy Sauce is a few drops of vinegar after a few drops of smart mouth. The smell alone freaked her freak. When she got her first dose (and only dose so far) it was pretty rough. She has not been too sassy since.

Other than sassy sauce, we have been doing well. Bryan has been working 90 mph but still able to spend good time with me and Macy. We have been to the pool at our apartment several times and been eating out a lot. I actually cooked on our stove tonight for the first time. The microwave and paper plates (sorry my green friends. sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do when you can't find half the things that should be in your kitchen) have kept us alive.

I have learned several things recently:

1. Driving from GA to TX with MJ was not as crazy as I expected.

2. Driving away from GA was just as hard as I knew it would be.

3. Driving into TX was quite exciting.

4. Zoila is my hero.

5. Window sills make good night stands to hold phones, glasses, beanie babies.

6. The GA Aquarium is wonderful.

7. The Houston Zoo is hot but good (photo of MJ navigating the zoo for us).

8. The Met is great. Macy and Bryan are loving it-that's all that matters to me at this point. I'm gonna be involved with MOPS soon, MJ will begin LAMB school at the end of August where she will go to Pre-K from 9:00-12:30 and 'stay n play' until 2:30. Mommy likey!

9. I guess I will have to look for a job while MJ is in school. That is good and bad. Good because I like to work and learn new things, bad because I like having the freedom to explore Houston/Cypress, hang out with other moms, watch tivo'd Lettermans... you get the picture.

10. If I have to unpack and flatten one more box, I'll scream.

11. July 4th was fun at the Chambless camp. (in photo, Bryan felt sorry for Riley because she wasn't tall enough to get in the photo, so he improvised)

12. Macy can do a front flip/roll from the side of the pool. She just did it out of the blue today. Cracked me up.

13. Did I mention I missed my Compass fam?!!?!?? I'm just sayin'

"You're the angry one!"

Okay. So back in September Macy brought home a family drawing (red ink) from preschool. The expression on my face in the sketch was quite accurate for that particular phase of her 3 1/2 year old life.

She had drawn many other pictures of us, but none like the one she brought home about 3 weeks ago (purple ink). I said, "Oh, Macy. Who's who?" to which she replied, "Daddy's the fun, happy one, I'm the small one and you are the angry one."

Nice.

I guess the parent who gives the most time-outs and says, "Stop!" and "Now, Macy" ends up being thought of as 'the angry one.' She could tell I didn't want to be the angry one, so she drew a happy mommy to put over the angry one (sketch on notebook paper below).

That was sweet of her. But that doesn't mean I'm looking forward to the next family portrait. I'm just sayin'