More funny Ensley-isms

Ensley is great. The funniest things come out of that little girl’s mouth. I try to write them down so I don’t forget. Here are some of our favorite Ensley-isms (and just other funny things that make us chuckle). . .

We were changing Will’s diaper the other day. Ensley said, “Yook, Baby Will has tail.”

Will is known as “Baby Wheel.”

It’s not a pacifier, it’s a “passy passy.”

Ensley will just randomly proclaim her love for inanimate objects and things. “Oh, my new ‘wim diapers. I yuv my ‘wim diapers so much.” (’wim = swim)

Ensley has started to make this face when she is having her picture taken. Cute huh?

Ensley was in bed. We thought she was asleep because we hadn’t heard from her in a while. Nancy sneezed in her normal loud fashion. All of the sudden from Ensley’s room we hear, “Bwess you Ga-ma.” then nothing else. Ensley recognized Nancy’s crazy sneeze.

Will started crying. Ensley immediately found Will’s pacifier and put it in his mouth. She turned to me and said, “Say, Ensley, tank you so much find Baby Wheel’s passy passy.”

Me: Ensley what color of cup do you want?
Ensley: Umm, (looking down at shirt) pink. Pink match my shirt.
Has it happened already? I thought kids were supposed to pick out non-matching outfits.

Ensley will say, “I so happy. I so happy. Are you happy Mommy?” or she’ll say, “You sad Mommy? You sad?” “No be sad Mommy, be happy.” Ens always seems concerned about if I am happy or not–it’s nice to have someone watching out for you.

Every night Ensley “tucks” her baby into bed which is actually putting the baby inside her pillowcase. This particular night she “tucked” herself in too and got stuck.

Ensley: (Yelling from her room) “Mom, me need medicine.”
Me: Going into her room “What’s wrong Ens?”
Ensley: Me sick mom.
Me: What hurts?
Ensley: Me sick in my mouth. Me need some medicine.

I was sure Ensley was just trying to avoid going to bed. But we took her out and she wanted to sit on the potty. All of the sudden she started throwing up. That poor girl tossed ALL of her cookies. I felt so bad. She totally was trying to tell me she was going to throw up and I didn’t even believe her.

Nancy and I were talking about places where we could have a family reunion in the car one day. I mentioned that maybe we could have the dinner in a neighborhood club house. From the back of the car we hear, “Ruby (as in Max and Ruby) has a clubhouse.”

Ensley likes to call the cereal “Corn Pops” “Porn Cops”

Ensley loves to draw. Recently her “faces” started to actually look like faces. Here is a picture she drew of Daddy. If you ever see him when he wakes up in the morning there is a surprising resemblance.

I had to run something into the post office. Evan stayed in the car with the kids. He went to turn the car around and Ensley started to cry saying, “No yeave Mommy. No yeave Mommy.” Ensley thought that Evan had forgot about me and was leaving me at the post office.

We went out to lunch with some friends. Ensley and the other little girl we were with both got ice creams, but Evan got Ensley a milkshake and the other little girl got a cone. We could tell Ensley was very jealous of the cone. She said to the girl “You have mine. I have yours.”

I told Ensley to pick up her toys. She ran into her room, peaked her head out the door and yelled, “Mommy you mean. You mean Mom. You mean.” Has it started already? She’s already telling me I’m a bad Mom. You can only imagine the satisfaction the story gave my own mom–payback time.

Ensley: Baby Wheel eats milk and mommy’s tummy

Ensley’s already starting to learn the art of multi-tasking. Pottying and hair straightening at the same time takes practice. Especially when your power source is a toilet paper holder.

We were checking out at a store and Ensley said to the cashier, “Dis my Mommy. I yuv her so much.” The cashier lady said, “Are you going to love her forever and always?” Ensley said, “I weed dat in my woom” (referring to the Love You Forever book).

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Will’s first “haircut”

I noticed some cradle cap on Will’s head the other day. I think he got it because it took so stinking long for his cord to fall off that he’s only been able to have a few “real” baths. That night during his bath I took a wash cloth and shampoo and kind of scrubbed his head. I really didn’t scrub all that hard. I promise. I was very soft. I was so pleased with the amount of dead skin that came off. (Kind of like the same satisfaction that comes from pealing a sunburn, I know you know what I mean).

After I got him in his pajamas I noticed this kid has no hair on the top of his head. Yep, I had scrubbed him bald! When I rub his head it feels like one of those rubber things you use to help open jars. Oops. Now he looks like an old man with the top of his head bald and hair around the sides. Sorry Will.

UPDATE: It’s been two weeks. I can see tiny little specks of new hair coming in. You have to look REALLY close, in the sunlight, on a clear day, but it’s there. I promise. So, he should have some hair by Christmas or so. But maybe it’s a good thing because now all the hair on the back of his head is starting to disappear too!

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I’m a Big Sister Now

How do you prepare a two year old for the biggest life changing event yet? We had a few books and we’d try and talk about “our new baby,” but I don’t think Ensley fully grasped the concept of another little one until he came home . . . and stayed!

Over all I think Ens has adjusted well. It seems that for the first little bit we were having more hitting and fits than normal. There was one day were she was a total pill. At dinner she was throwing her food. Evan said, “Ensley if you throw that again you are going to time out.” That little stink looked right at him (even kind of smiled) and chucked a piece of watermelon right at his face. I had to turn my head so she couldn’t see me laugh. When he put her in the corner for time out she started singing and shaking her tush (like, Aren’t I so cute?). She went to bed early that night, but woke up a much nicer child the following morning.

Ens loves to “help” with Will. Sometimes she’s a little too helpful. For example, both times when she BROUGHT Will to me was a little too helpful. If Will is crying she always tries to put the pacifier in his mouth. If she can’t find a “passy passy” then she’ll use her finger (yuck). I swear she sticks her finger half way down his throat. No wonder he stops crying–he can’t breathe. She’ll say, “No cy-ing Baby Will no cy-ing.”

One time Will was crying. I asked Ensley if she would give him his pacifier. She ran off and Will stopped crying. I figured she had given him the pacifier. I thought Will was happy and she was off playing somewhere. When I went into the family room Ens has climbed into the bouncy chair and she was reading Will a book. I had to snap a picture. It was so sweet.

Ensley’s babies have also taken on a whole new life. Now the babies wear Will’s clothes, have size newborn diapers instead of Ensley’s size 3’s, actually swing in a swing, and lay in the boppy. Ensley gets upset when I actually have to move one of her babies so Will can use something. The other day I found Will sharing his boppy pillow with a baby. My newborn already shares better than my two year old.

If Will is ever cooing, Ensley tells us, “Baby Will says, ‘I yuv you so much Big Sis-er.” He probably is.

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Diagnosis: Spoiled

Not to place any blame on any grandparents or anything but…

We were lucky enough to have family in town the first three weeks after Will was born. There was a period of about three days that was just us, but for those three weeks or so we had some visitor. It was nice for me to have the extra help. It’s just so much more work with the two year old and a baby. (It’s totally do-able and I am very grateful for the “additional load,” but it is a noticeable difference.)

Evan’s mom left to go back to Illinois a few Saturdays ago. Will was acting a little fussy Saturday, but by Sunday Will was being such a turkey. He wanted to be held all the time. He was crying more than I remembered him crying. He just seemed much more fussy than normal.

I sat and thought about what could be wrong. I made a mental list. 1) Ensley had thrown up a few days earlier. Maybe she is finally getting this whole sharing thing down and Will was a victim of her generosity? 2) Maybe he’s developing some sort of reflux? I am sure I need a script for some prevacid or prilosec. 3) He’s allergic to my milk? The list went on and on.

I finally decided to call our doctor *who I LOVE* to give her my nursing diagnosis’. She listened carefully and with each diagnosis I presented she explained why she didn’t think that was the case. Finally, she asked when did your visitors leave? How dumb did I feel when she said, “I think your main problem is Will is a little spoiled.” (I do think he was a little gassy too.)

Thanks Dr. Ramsdell. I’ll just go hide my head in a hole for a little while now.

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New Lenses

It’s already been six weeks since Ensley’s last eye doctor visit, so it was time to visit the office again. Ensley is getting better and better at answering the questions they use to test her sight. I feel like each time we go we are getting a more accurate measurement of her vision.

Her left eye is still weak and we are going to re-start patching it again. I am not surprised by this. I was surprised when they decided to not patch last time. Deep down inside I thought it was a bad choice, but I understood why they made that decision. Her eyes now noticeably cross again when her glasses are off. For a while they had stopped crossing so badly.

We’ve noticed that Ensley’s glasses were getting a quite scratched. In fact, we’ve wondered if they were too scratched. Today the doctor said that she thought we needed to get a new pair. The quote was, “I think her glasses are so scratched it’s impeding her vision.” Once again, Ensley, if you would just tell us you can’t see, we’d fix it, promise!

I called several different places, but because we only wanted new lenses it was a little of a problem. We were going to have to send her frames in so that the lenses could be cut to fit the frames. It is about a 2 week turn around process. Ens can’t be with out her glasses for that long. But someone mentioned that Walmart had a vision center. I called them and it turns out they have a system that “traces” the frames. It was so easy and they were very well priced. Yeah! I would probably not have normally went to Walmart for glasses, but in this case it worked out wonderfully. We picked up the new frames yesterday and they look just as nice as the one’s that cost over 4 times more.

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Will’s Blessing

Both Evan’s family and my family were able to come up for the weekend of Will’s blessing. The house was a little cozy, but not too bad. We all had a really enjoyable time together. On Saturday we went to the Fuquay Varina 100th anniversary festival. We walked around the craft booths and my mom and I talked about how “we could make that on our own.” Nancy found a good antique shop.

We fried a turkey one day and had a ham dinner another. It was so nice to have the new patio furniture to sit out on. The weather was really nice and it wasn’t too hot. We were able to sit outside and relax and chat.

Will’s blessing was nice. Evan did a really good job. I am so grateful to have such a wonderful husband. During the blessing Ensley started screaming “I want go in the circle. I want go in the circle.” at the top of her lungs. My mom ended up taking her out towards the end of the prayer. I didn’t hear a thing, but luckily a wonderful lady in our ward wrote it down, so I could read it. I was very grateful I was feeling a little grumpy that I hadn’t heard anything except for Ens’ screaming.

Here is the whole family after church in front of the temple.

I tried really hard to get a cute picture of the kids in their church clothes. Ensley and Will both were not very helpful. Ensley doesn’t like to smile on command and Will just can’t quite get that whole supporting your own body weight concept down yet.

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Grandma McNabb stays to play

Paul and Stewart could only spend the weekend, but Nancy stayed for the week. It was a good thing that I was feeling so well because Nancy and I didn’t do much sitting. We even joked about how she came to help me “recover” and how we both needed a week to recover from her visit.

Most of my home decorating (like 95% of it) happens when Nancy is in town. This time was no different. We switched up the bathrooms and she even convinced me to paint them! I wasn’t so sure when I was painting, but after they were done they looked so nice.

Nancy and Paul also brought some old furniture that they had been keeping in their attic. We refinished a rocking chair, table and lamp for Ensley’s new room. I am very pleased. We are waiting on some bedroom furniture and then we’ll put it all together. I think it is going to look really cute. Hopefully she’ll adjust to being in a bed, but that will be a whole other post.

Ensley found a dress that Nancy had bought a while back. She LOVES it. She calls it her dancing dress. She wore it 3 days straight (there was some washing done at night). She’d say, “wa-ch me ‘pin wa-ch me ‘pin.” One day Nancy was playing the piano and Ensley started to dance to the song. It was so cute I had to grab a video of it.

Once I was trying to get Ensley to do something. I said, “Ensley, stop spinning.” She said, “Me can’t. My dwess make me ‘pin.”

Nancy and Ensley had this thing about making frowning faces towards each other. By the end of the week Ens was able to make a pretty good frown face. One night at dinner we caught these pictures.

Nancy was always cooking up some sort of goodies. The day after she left I had to call her and tell her I was craving chocolate chip cookies because my body was going through sweet withdrawl. A few days after Nancy went home Ensley said to me, “Mommy, me want a tookie.” I told her we didn’t have any. I asked her where we should go to get some. Ensley said, “Grandma make us a tookie.” Ha! Nancy made us so many sweets that even Ens noticed.

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Grandpa and Grandma McNabb meet Will

Evan’s parents and brother Stewart drove down from Illinois the weekend of Will’s baby blessing. I am always excited to have them come and it’s not just because they arrive with a box of Mint Meltaway chocolates (it does help though).


(See what a good sharer I am. I let them eat the ones that had melted on the way, but still–I shared).

In usual fashion we met them at the Cheesecake Factory as they were driving into town. I am sure Nancy had been thinking about her Bang-Bang Chicken and Shrimp and Banana Cream Cheesecake from somewhere in the middle of West Virginia (hey, what else are you going to think about during that part of the drive? I can’t blame her).

Ensley was excited to see everyone. I am sure Will was too, he just contained the excitement inside. All these Grandma’s, Papa’s, Aunts and Uncles can get a little confusing for a little 2 year old. Ensley kept calling Uncle Stewart “Uncle ‘Tee-vie” (Stevie). Stewart hung out upstairs most of the time. Ensley would tell us, “I go see Uncle ‘Tee-vie up-tairs, tay?” Ens really liked to be with Stewart. I think Stewart didn’t mind Ens too much, as long as she left his alarm clocks and DVD player alone. (FYI for people who don’t know Uncle Stewart is autistic and can entertain himself for hours with his many digital clocks and Disney DVD’s).

One night Ensley was saying our family prayer. She was doing a good job when all of the sudden the tone of her voice changed to this sassy bossy voice and she said, “Uncle Tee-vie (acutally Uncle Stewart) cose you eyes.” I think there was even some finger shaking involved. We tried to explain that Uncle Stewart sometimes doesn’t close his eyes, but I don’t think she ever thought that was an acceptable excuse.

Paul and Ensley watched some movies on the computer. At one point Paul had found some DIsney movie in Spanish. Ensley didn’t seem to notice/mind at all. She kept asking for more. Papa and Ens read some books too. One night Paul volunteered to put Ens to bed. After he had been in there a while we went to go check on them. Poor Papa thought he had to read to Ens until she fell asleep. (He must think we are nicer parents than we really are.) If that was the case, he would have been reading to her for hours–that girl will stay up as long as you let her.

Will wasn’t left out. He got plenty of attention and holding time.


(We always have to convince Stewart to hold the babies. But watch out because when he’s done he’s done. You better be there to catch the little one.)

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A Date with Daddy

Evan’s company has a box at the RDU Center (arena of the Carolina Hurricanes hockey team and NC State basketball team), so he can get tickets to the events that are held there. Believe it or not they had some extra tickets to Sesame Street Live “Elmo Grows Up” so Evan and Ensley had an afternoon out.

The day before the show we told Ensley she was going to see Elmo with Daddy. All day she kept talking about how she was going on a date with Daddy. She was really looking forward to seeing Elmo.

When Ensley first saw the characters coming onto the stage she got extremely excited. She was jumping up and down, clapping, and yelling at the characters. Everyone else in the booth was watching and laughing at her because she was so into it.

(A few days later Ensley saw this picture on the camera. She had a MELTDOWN because she wanted to “watch it.” How do you explain that some of the “pictures” on the camera are just pictures and some are movies–they are not interchangeable?)

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Grandma Roos stays to play

Dad, Rachel and Stephen had to go home (those silly jobs), but Mom stayed and helped me out for a week. It was nice to have some extra help and get to spend time together. Ensley just loves my mom so I think it helped her adjust to having a new little one at the house.

I can’t believe how much more work it is to go anywhere with a newborn and a two year old. I feel like it takes me 20 minutes just to move all of us from the house to the car (and that’s if I don’t forget anything and have to run back into the house). I was so glad to have Mom here to help me. We even ventured down to Fayetteville once for a trip to Hobby Lobby.

Every morning Ensley and Mom would exercise with the Wii Fit. I had to smile when Ensley brought a placemat from the kitchen to be her Wii board. It was so cute to watch Ensley try and follow along. I don’t know who was funnier to watch do the hula-hoop–Ensley or my Mom. I’d put the video up for all to decide, but I’d like for my mother to not disown me right now (she’s so useful). A picture doesn’t seem nearly as bad if you know that it could have been a movie, right? (I love how they are both leaning in this picture.)

Despite Ensley’s belief that Mom was only there for building block towers, playing Wii fit, and making hot chocolate in her kitchen, Mom also got to get a few good cuddles in with Will.

Oh ya; and Ensley too!

Thank you! Thank you Mom for all of your help. It was so nice to have you here. We love you!

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Grandma and Grandpa Roos Meet Will

We came home from the hospital on Thursday and my family came up Friday night. I was so excited for them to come. I couldn’t wait for them to meet Will. We had a nice weekend.

Saturday morning we went to pick strawberries. I love that strawberry patch. Ensley really liked to pick the strawberries and put them in her bucket. Mmm. How can you go wrong with fresh sweet strawberries.

Being 9 months pregnant I totally slacked on my strawberry picking this year. I think we only went 2 or 3 times. I usually get enough to freeze and make enough strawberry pies for Evan to get sick of, but this year I didn’t freeze any or have Evan “nicely” break the news to me that he is strawberry-pied-out.

It’s become a family joke that whenever my family comes to visit I have some sort of “project” for them. This time was no different. We used my parent’s truck to pick up a new patio set and then I put the boys to work putting it together (Thanks again guys). We had a nice relaxing dinner out on the patio. I love it when the weather is like this–too bad it doesn’t stay like this too long before it gets smouldering hot. Here is a picture of Rachel and I enjoying the new furniture.

I don’t think Will’s little body was ever put down the entire weekend. As soon as one of us needed to do something someone else was there to pick him up. Lucky little man.

Stevie’s already started prepping him for wrestling season 2015. Here they are watching a wrestling clip. Stephen is explaining the different moves to him. I didn’t really have the heart to tell Stevie that will wasn’t really paying attention :-) .

Dad, Stephen, and Evan drove over to Charlotte to watch a NASCAR race. Unfortunately it rained all day and was finally rescheduled 5 hours later. Who would have ever guessed that Evan would find his inner red neck. I guess that is what happens when you marry a girl from the south.

Dad, Rachel and Stevie had to head home Monday for work, but Mom was able to stay and help out. Before they headed out Dad had to get one more cuddle with his two babies.

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Siblings?

It’s hard to tell if Ensley and Will look alike. Sometimes I think they do and sometimes they look totally different. Here are two pics of the kiddos to compare. I guess the bow gives away who is who.

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Will’s Arrival

Tuesday morning we woke up early and got ready for the big day. The whole time I just kept waiting for the hospital to call and tell us not to come, but luckily no call came. We dropped Ens off at my friend Stacy’s house at 0600 and we were off to the hospital. We got to the hospital, checked in and then went to our room. Yeah, we were so excited. The day finally came.

The nurse put my IV in and started me on pitocin. Around 0800 the doctor came in and broke my water. He said I was 2 cm, but the baby was really low (My nurse kept quietly shaking her head and saying to me 4 cm). He said he had a c-section at 1100 and wanted to get a sandwich around 1300, so he was hoping I could fit the baby in between–sure, let me just do that for you :-) . I wasn’t really feeling too strong of contractions, so Evan and I watched some television and relaxed. Evan even went to the cafeteria for breakfast. I think he was looking forward to a cafeteria-type breakfast–he obviously doesn’t work in a hospital when he’s looking forward to eating their food.

Around 1030 the contractions were getting really strong. It takes an hour from the time you ask until the time you get your epidural so I went ahead and asked the nurse to start the process. She made me wait the full hour because my blood pressure was already running low and she wanted to make sure I got the entire fluid bolus before I got the meds.

Around 1130 I got my epidural. The nurse checked me and said I was 6 cm, but she thought I’d move fast. The baby also started to have some decels so she turned off my pitocin. Oh, I love drugs. This time for some reason, the epidural worked really well on my left side, but it didn’t quite numb my right side. It still was much better than no epidural at all though. Because my right side was still cramping I kept hitting my PCA button every time I could to try and get that part feeling better. I think my left side kept getting really numb and my right side just got a little better.

Around 1230 the doctor came in to check how things were going. As soon as he checked he said, “Oh, we’re going to have a baby. I need to get your nurse.” He must have said he needed my nurse 3 or 4 times. It seemed a little funny to me that he needed her so bad. Isn’t he the doctor? Wasn’t he going to be the one delivering this baby? See, those doctors they’d be lost with out us nurses :-) .

I pushed just a few times and then at 1251 little Will was here. I was so glad to finally have him on the outside instead of the inside. He is a perfect addition to our family.

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Happy Birthday Daddy!

Today Evan turned 30! Happy Birthday Daddy! My family was here to visit new baby Will so they got to stay and celebrate Evan’s birthday too. It’s nice that it fell on a holiday because he had the day off work and we were able to spend the whole day together as a family.

We had a nice breakfast and relaxed around the house. We went out to Evan’s favorite Mexican restaurant for lunch.

With all the craziness of having a new baby I forgot to order Evan a cake (and it turns out bakeries are closed on Mondays) so we made him a strawberry pie instead. After lunch we came home and opened presents and had pie. Ensley was so excited for it to be “Daddy’s birthday.” She loved handing him his gifts and helping him blow out his candles. Will, he was so excited he slept through the whole thing.

Ensley gave Evan the game Candyland. We used it for bribery to get Ens to get ready for bed quick. (Hey, it worked, we’ll probably try it again). She did pretty well playing, but the whole concept of following a particular path is something that still needs some practice. Ens must have beginners luck (or Evan shuffled the cards) because she won just as she was getting a little too tired.

Happy Birthday Daddy! I am so lucky to be married to such a wonderful guy. Everyday he makes me laugh. He is such a good Dad. Ensley gets so excited when he comes home from work everyday. She can’t wait to run to the car to see him. Happy Birthday–we love you SO much!

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It’s a boy!

William (Will) Paul McNabb arrived this afternoon at 12:51pm Eastern. He is 6 lbs 12 oz and 18 inches long. Everything went wonderfully and he is currently cuddling up with mommy.

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