Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Krista must be going through another stage where she needs to test her limits. I've heard a lot of, "I'm not gonna do it!" and "I don't like that!" lately. Here are a list of the things that I tell her that make her mad:
-It's time to go.
-Let's get our jammies on.
-Pick up your toys.
-Share with your brother.
-No more cartoons today.
-It's time for bed.
-Go to time out.
After tonight's pre-bedtime meltdown, Mommy's rules are going to have less budge. Now I'll enjoy a nice glass of wine to unwind!
Thursday, April 22, 2010
A new game in our house involves acting out the Cinderella movie. The standard cast of characters are as follows:
Krista - Cinderella
Me - Either Drizella or Anastasia/Stepmother
Gabriel - The Prince
Logan - Either Drizella or Anastasia
Crockett - Lucifer
Ansel - Bruno
It only gets a little repetitive after the 100th time!
Monday, April 19, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
We've determined that Gabriel is just not old enough for Play-Doh. After he and Krista played with some, I noticed that he rolled his entire batch into tiny round shapes and threw them all over the floor. And I mean, ALL over. Some was ground into his socks and some was mashed into the floor. Now the Play-Doh fun has been relegated to Krista's "quiet time" activity. I've made my own Play-Doh rules that make a lot of sense:
1. IF it falls on the floor, it goes in the trash. There is nothing worse than dirt and dog hair rolled up in your brightly colored Doh.
2. Do not intentionally throw it on the floor, as this leads to the issues addressed in the first rule.
3. IF you mix all your Doh together, it will turn a weird off-color that cannot be resuscitated. Mix your colors with caution.
4. Leaving Doh out or not sealing the package completely will result in a hard as rock piece of Doh, rendering it completely unusable. If you need help putting it away, ask.
5. Clean up is essential. When picking up your Doh, remember to roll a larger piece over your workstation. This will pick up all the tiny fragments. If this is not done it will lead to an infraction of either rule 1 or 2, but mostly 4.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
is not just the Nike slogan anymore. It's my mantra here for my basketball tossing son. His repeated, "I throw the basketball?! I throw the basketball?! I make a basket?" According to him, I need to be watching him and acknowledging him for each and every basket he makes. C'mon, buddy, JUST DO IT!
Friday, April 9, 2010
Josh and I have known each other for over 10 years. Today is our fifth wedding anniversary. We are blessed to have 3 wonderful children and a comfortable life together. We don't have a lot of money, but we are rich in many other ways. I hope to live, as long as God grants me life, with my loving partner. We get each others' sense of humor and we are constantly laughing. We each play a role in our relationship and complement the other. I think we make a wonderful pair. Happy Anniversary to my other half!
*Photo from Adam Foster.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
The Easter Bunny made his way to our house last night and hid all the eggs we colored plus some plastic eggs filled with candy. Here are some of our egg hunting adventures of this morning.
Logan oversees the egg finding from his car seat.
Now we are ready to go to Easter Day Mass and then head down to the "farm" to eat and hunt for more eggs!
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Logan had his six month appointment on Monday. He is a whopping 19lbs, now, and I believe 27" tall. He appears healthy in every way except for his dry skin, for which I just need to be diligent with the lotion. Yesterday, he was sitting by himself and was not falling over - a big step in the "Get the Baby Off My Lap for 5 Minutes" project. Although, he has been taking longer naps lately, so this may not be an issue for much longer!
And today's adventure stars, *me* with no voice. My runny nose has led to my lack of volume. 40 minutes into the day and I can already see that it's going to be a problem. A toddler who like to scream at the top of his lungs when mad, will continue to do so with no correction. And a daughter who likes to talk to me from three rooms away will soon get frustrated and whiny when I don't answer her. Although, on the latter, this may solve the issue and she MAY learn to come into the same room as I am to communicate.
We will see, we will see... oh, dang, I forgot about the dog who will not stop barking unless corrected as well.. boo. Too bad that when you lose your voice with your cold, you don't also lose your hearing.