Tuesday, February 25, 2014
G Diary: Food Fairness
My Mom tricks me every single night. She gets me all set up with my dinner and I will be munching away, and then I look over and see HER dinner and IT LOOKS SO MUCH BETTER THAN MINE! Tonight, for example, she served me udon noodles with broccoli, mushrooms, purple cabbage and carrots. Sounds great, right? Well let me just tell you what SHE brought over in HER plate! Udon noodles, broccoli, mushrooms, purple cabbage and carrots!! I mean, does she think I won't notice?? So, every night as soon as she sits down, I just gotta get up and sit in her lap so I can try some. Maybe one of these nights she will catch on and we can all eat the same things together, but until then, my fingers are gonna be all up in her plate and she only has herself to blame.
So, it's been awhile...
Well, unfortunately the blog didn't stick for too long. But hopefully the third time will be the charm! Reading back over the older posts, it's a bit crazy to see how much has happened since the last posting. I have been overwhelmed with the idea of catching everyone up, but if I try to do that it will be years before I truly get to start again so I am just going to jump in with today and move forward! I imagine there are a few flashback posts in our future, but for now I can catch you up by saying that Princess is now 6, Pea is 4 and G is almost 18 months. In the past year we bought our first house, had an epic trip to DisneyWorld and have mostly just had our heads hunkered down in survival mode. We also welcomed 4 nephews into the family, joined the bridal party for my brother's wedding, and are preparing to officially turn in our paperwork to homeschool.
Life is both finding an easy rhythm and getting busier all the time. I hope you'll once again take the time to join me on this ride!
Life is both finding an easy rhythm and getting busier all the time. I hope you'll once again take the time to join me on this ride!
Flashback Post: My New Bed
I found this floating in my drafts folder as I prepared to jump back on the blog-we have since changed out sleeping situation but oh! The memories are worth reliving...
(February 2013) I have been begging my husband to let us invest in a king sized bed for years, but he has a good point when he says that we should wait until nothing that comes into our bed will pee in it. Of course, that my never be the case, but with all the spit up, milk, diaper leaks and straight up wetting of the bed that happens in there, it's probably a good idea to wait. Mmmmm, doesn't that make you jealous? Anyway, now that we start the night with one kid in the bed and usually end up with 2 more by the end of it, I decided to try and give baby G a little more room by setting up the crib co-sleeper style beside the bed. The mattress is even with our mattress, so it basically just extends our bed a bit. In my head, I saw myself nursing baby G to sleep, then blissfully stretching out in our bed to fall asleep in any position I chose or maybe even being able to cuddle with my husband once in awhile before the girls came in and proceeded to kick us both in the butts for the rest of the night. What has actually been happening is that as new people enter the bed, I scootch closer and closer to baby G (mostly for his protection) and by the end of it, we are both squished into the crib while the girls have taken over and are laying in stretched out bliss, snoring away. This might not be so bad, except that the crib isn't exactly long enough for me, so I have to lay in a way that allows my legs to still stretch out onto our bed. There is also a crack in between the mattresses that only gets bigger as the night goes on, so by the end of it my butt is wedged in between which might be kind of comfortable if I wasn't also hanging on for dear life. The worst part though, is that crib mattresses are not exactly comfortable. I understand the reasoning, being stiff is better for the whole prevention of suffication thing, and why have a quilted top when it will just get peed on? But seriously. It's like sleeping on a brick covered in plastic wrap. Even through the sheet, I can feel the heat from our bodies bouncing back and attacking me, causing any surface that comes into contact with the bed to be drenched in sweat in about 5 minutes. It makes me realize that our kids not sleeping well in a crib EVER was probably because IT SUCKS. Of course, the sick and twisted part about all of this is that I will probably keep sleeping in there because even with the sweat, the leg cramps, the getting stuck between furniture, it's still better than waking up to toes in my butt, which is evidently where my kids prefer to stick those as a means of warming them up after crawling into our bed. It may not be the king sized bliss of soft blankets and pillows I had always dreamed of, but there's something to be said for some extra space.
(February 2013) I have been begging my husband to let us invest in a king sized bed for years, but he has a good point when he says that we should wait until nothing that comes into our bed will pee in it. Of course, that my never be the case, but with all the spit up, milk, diaper leaks and straight up wetting of the bed that happens in there, it's probably a good idea to wait. Mmmmm, doesn't that make you jealous? Anyway, now that we start the night with one kid in the bed and usually end up with 2 more by the end of it, I decided to try and give baby G a little more room by setting up the crib co-sleeper style beside the bed. The mattress is even with our mattress, so it basically just extends our bed a bit. In my head, I saw myself nursing baby G to sleep, then blissfully stretching out in our bed to fall asleep in any position I chose or maybe even being able to cuddle with my husband once in awhile before the girls came in and proceeded to kick us both in the butts for the rest of the night. What has actually been happening is that as new people enter the bed, I scootch closer and closer to baby G (mostly for his protection) and by the end of it, we are both squished into the crib while the girls have taken over and are laying in stretched out bliss, snoring away. This might not be so bad, except that the crib isn't exactly long enough for me, so I have to lay in a way that allows my legs to still stretch out onto our bed. There is also a crack in between the mattresses that only gets bigger as the night goes on, so by the end of it my butt is wedged in between which might be kind of comfortable if I wasn't also hanging on for dear life. The worst part though, is that crib mattresses are not exactly comfortable. I understand the reasoning, being stiff is better for the whole prevention of suffication thing, and why have a quilted top when it will just get peed on? But seriously. It's like sleeping on a brick covered in plastic wrap. Even through the sheet, I can feel the heat from our bodies bouncing back and attacking me, causing any surface that comes into contact with the bed to be drenched in sweat in about 5 minutes. It makes me realize that our kids not sleeping well in a crib EVER was probably because IT SUCKS. Of course, the sick and twisted part about all of this is that I will probably keep sleeping in there because even with the sweat, the leg cramps, the getting stuck between furniture, it's still better than waking up to toes in my butt, which is evidently where my kids prefer to stick those as a means of warming them up after crawling into our bed. It may not be the king sized bliss of soft blankets and pillows I had always dreamed of, but there's something to be said for some extra space.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Pea Diary: My Flower
Today when we were walking to Mommy's car, I found my favorite thing: a flower! It was so bootiful because it was white and fuzzy and soft. I picked it up and ran to show Mommy. I held out my hand to show her and my flower was all gone! I looked all around me but my flower was no where to be found. Mommy said that that kind of flower is just the seeds for another flower, and that it blows away in the wind. All I know is that I missed my flower. Mommy said that sometimes people make wishes on the seeds and that sometimes your wish will come true. I thought and looked where my flower used to be, and I said, "But Mommy, I wished for a flower!". I'm still waiting for my wish to come true...
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Princess Diary: The WORST Day of My LIFE
Yesterday was the WORST day of my LIFE. First, Mom wouldn't buy me peanuts because she said she had just gotten us breakfast at the store and that we still had muffins to finish in the car. WHATEVER I'd I had KNOWN that I wouldn't be able to get peanuts I wouldn't have gotten breakfast! I didn't even ask for a muffin and poopy ol' Mommy got it for me anyway! THEN I wanted to kiss G some but she said that he had enough kisses and hugs. LIKE YOU CAN EVER GET ENOUGH KISSES AND HUGS! All I want to do is love my brother and SHE WON'T LET ME! After THAT, she wouldn't give me ketchup for my lunch!! She said that I need to eat less ketchup and that since I like cashews without ketchup that I just had to eat them because ketchup isn't that good for you. WHATEVER! I only like cashews without ketchup if i's breakfast time and NOT at LUNCH so now I am just sitting my room NOT EATING my lunch because this is the WORSTEST thing that has EVER happened to me and I AM HAVING THE WORST DAY OF MY WHOLE LIFE AND I HOPE THAT MY MOMMY HEARS ME CRYING AND IS SORRY!! And NO, I don't need a nap!
Concussion Challenge
My children have remarkably hard heads. Truly, if you ever have the misfortune of coming into contact with one, you may confuse the impact with that of a bag of cement, or perhaps think you were just in a car accident. Pea especially tends to run into things with her head, leaving us to wonder how she has not suffered a concussion yet. No exaggeration, one day spent at our local science museum warranted 22 incidents involving her head, 8 of those in about a five minute span when I was changing G in the bathroom and she seemed to just wander around finding all the walks, doors and corners with her head. She does have a larger head, in fact when my pediatrician saw it for the first time at her 6 week checkup they rushed to make sure her head had ALWAYS been so large and wasn't the result of brain swelling, and I really think sometimes her head is too heavy and just falls into things. Regardless, tonight the kids managed to get their heads bashed together rather severely 3 times in a span of about 3 minutes to the point where I was almost rooting for them to beat Pea's record of 8 times. Really, at some point it gets ridiculous to the point of hilarity, reminding me more of a Marx brothers movie than real life. Luckily, they somehow pulled themselves together and we were able to move on to a tear free dinner, but I really do wonder, after some of the encounters we have had, what it would take to warrant a concussion. Hopefully, we will never find out. But hey, at least I know that if they choose careers as stunt doubles, demolition derby drivers or MMA fighters, I probably don't have to worry.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
I'm Cold! A Daily Charade in Three Acts
Act I:
We open in a child's bedroom. There are bunk beds with stuffed animals and covers pulled back, books and toys decorate the floor, and sunlight filters in through rainbow curtains. Two young girls, ages 5 (PRINCESS) and 3 (PEA), are going through their dresser drawers deciding what to wear. They pull various items out and throw them onto the floor until they have both chosen outfits. Princess is wearing a short sleeved shirt, a skirt, and rain boots. Pea is still wearing a long sleeved top and is pulling on pants as a harried mother enters the room holding a baby. Both the mother (MOM) and baby (G) are bundled in long pants and sweaters.
Mom: "Girls? Are you ready to go?"
Princess: "Yeah! Don't I look beautiful?"
Pea: "Mommy I need help cuz I can't find my socks."
Mom: "Ok Pea, just one second. Princess, it's pretty cold outside. You probably want to wear tights with that skirt."
Princess: "I don't have any tights in my drawer."
Mom: "That means they are all in the laundry. You should probably change into pants."
Princess: "I don't want to wear pants. I want to look pretty in my skirt."
Mom: "You are beautiful all the time, but you will also be cold unless you put on pants."
Princess: "I won't be cold. I will wear a jacket."
Pea: "I don't have to wear a jacket because I have long sleeves!"
Mom: "Pea, it's really cold out so you will still need a jacket. Princess if you don't want to wear pants you will have to stay here."
Princess: "But I want to wear my skirt and tights!"
Mom: "Do you have tights in your drawer?"
Princess: "No."
Mom: "Then you need to wear pants. If you don't want to wear pants you will have to stay here."
Princess: "But I want to wear my skirt and tights!"
Mom: "Do you have tights in your drawer?"
Princess: "No."
Mom: "Then you need to wear pants."
Princess: " But!"
Meanwhile, PEA has undressed and is now wearing a dress up princess dress and princess heels.
Mom: "Pea! It's too cold for that!"
Pea: "But I will wear a jacket!"
Act II
We open to a paved driveway and minivan idling by the sidewalk. MOM is locking up the house juggling a diaper bag and an infant car seat, while PRINCESS and PEA walk to the car. PRINCESS has found some tights that look too small, and is continually pulling them up as she walks. PEA is still in her princess outfit, although she has put on a jacket and socks. Both girls get into the car and begin buckling their seat belts.
Princess: "Mom! Turn on the hot air! It's cold in here!!"
Pea: "Brrrr! Mommy my seat is cold!"
Mom: "I told you guys! The hot air is on but it's going to take a minute."
Princess: "I'm freezing to death! Close the doors!"
Mom: "I have to get your brother in! Calm down! I told you to wear pants!"
Pea: "I need a blanket!"
Mom: "I don't have a blanket."
Pea: "There's a blanket!"
Mom: "That is your brother's blanket."
MOM gets into her seat and looks back.
Mom: "Pea, give him back his blanket!"
Act III:
We open in front of a grocery store. The kids have unloaded and are walking toward the store, shivering dramatically and hunched over.
Princess and Pea: "I am so cold! Mommy! It's freezing out here!"
Mom: "Just keep moving! Get into the store!"
Strangers pass by, glancing at the scantily clad children and shaking their heads as their cries get louder. PEA throws herself onto the ground and hunches into a ball and refuses to move.
Mom: "Pea! Get up! Let's get inside!"
Pea: "It's too cold! I want a blanket!"
G wails. A few more strangers pass and openly give looks of disapproval. MOM struggles to pick PEA up while juggling the diaper bag, G, and reusable grocery bags. Her keys fall. While picking them up, her phone falls. While picking that up, her diaper bag crashes to the ground. Finally, she hoists everything, including PEA into her arms.
Mom: "Come on Princess! We are almost there!"
Princess: "But Mom! Why didn't you TELL us it was going to be SO COLD????"
As they enter the store, MOM throws everything into the cart leaving little space for actual groceries, and the stage goes dark.
The End?
We open in a child's bedroom. There are bunk beds with stuffed animals and covers pulled back, books and toys decorate the floor, and sunlight filters in through rainbow curtains. Two young girls, ages 5 (PRINCESS) and 3 (PEA), are going through their dresser drawers deciding what to wear. They pull various items out and throw them onto the floor until they have both chosen outfits. Princess is wearing a short sleeved shirt, a skirt, and rain boots. Pea is still wearing a long sleeved top and is pulling on pants as a harried mother enters the room holding a baby. Both the mother (MOM) and baby (G) are bundled in long pants and sweaters.
Mom: "Girls? Are you ready to go?"
Princess: "Yeah! Don't I look beautiful?"
Pea: "Mommy I need help cuz I can't find my socks."
Mom: "Ok Pea, just one second. Princess, it's pretty cold outside. You probably want to wear tights with that skirt."
Princess: "I don't have any tights in my drawer."
Mom: "That means they are all in the laundry. You should probably change into pants."
Princess: "I don't want to wear pants. I want to look pretty in my skirt."
Mom: "You are beautiful all the time, but you will also be cold unless you put on pants."
Princess: "I won't be cold. I will wear a jacket."
Pea: "I don't have to wear a jacket because I have long sleeves!"
Mom: "Pea, it's really cold out so you will still need a jacket. Princess if you don't want to wear pants you will have to stay here."
Princess: "But I want to wear my skirt and tights!"
Mom: "Do you have tights in your drawer?"
Princess: "No."
Mom: "Then you need to wear pants. If you don't want to wear pants you will have to stay here."
Princess: "But I want to wear my skirt and tights!"
Mom: "Do you have tights in your drawer?"
Princess: "No."
Mom: "Then you need to wear pants."
Princess: " But!"
Meanwhile, PEA has undressed and is now wearing a dress up princess dress and princess heels.
Mom: "Pea! It's too cold for that!"
Pea: "But I will wear a jacket!"
Act II
We open to a paved driveway and minivan idling by the sidewalk. MOM is locking up the house juggling a diaper bag and an infant car seat, while PRINCESS and PEA walk to the car. PRINCESS has found some tights that look too small, and is continually pulling them up as she walks. PEA is still in her princess outfit, although she has put on a jacket and socks. Both girls get into the car and begin buckling their seat belts.
Princess: "Mom! Turn on the hot air! It's cold in here!!"
Pea: "Brrrr! Mommy my seat is cold!"
Mom: "I told you guys! The hot air is on but it's going to take a minute."
Princess: "I'm freezing to death! Close the doors!"
Mom: "I have to get your brother in! Calm down! I told you to wear pants!"
Pea: "I need a blanket!"
Mom: "I don't have a blanket."
Pea: "There's a blanket!"
Mom: "That is your brother's blanket."
MOM gets into her seat and looks back.
Mom: "Pea, give him back his blanket!"
Act III:
We open in front of a grocery store. The kids have unloaded and are walking toward the store, shivering dramatically and hunched over.
Princess and Pea: "I am so cold! Mommy! It's freezing out here!"
Mom: "Just keep moving! Get into the store!"
Strangers pass by, glancing at the scantily clad children and shaking their heads as their cries get louder. PEA throws herself onto the ground and hunches into a ball and refuses to move.
Mom: "Pea! Get up! Let's get inside!"
Pea: "It's too cold! I want a blanket!"
G wails. A few more strangers pass and openly give looks of disapproval. MOM struggles to pick PEA up while juggling the diaper bag, G, and reusable grocery bags. Her keys fall. While picking them up, her phone falls. While picking that up, her diaper bag crashes to the ground. Finally, she hoists everything, including PEA into her arms.
Mom: "Come on Princess! We are almost there!"
Princess: "But Mom! Why didn't you TELL us it was going to be SO COLD????"
As they enter the store, MOM throws everything into the cart leaving little space for actual groceries, and the stage goes dark.
The End?
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