Then, tonight I went in to check on my sleeping babes only to find her like this:
What's up with the teddy bear on the head syndrome?
Nov 21, 2009
Teddy Bear, teddy bear...
The other day Rebecca was watching a movie on the little DVD player. I walked by and saw her with her bear on her head like this:
Then, tonight I went in to check on my sleeping babes only to find her like this:
What's up with the teddy bear on the head syndrome?
Then, tonight I went in to check on my sleeping babes only to find her like this:
What's up with the teddy bear on the head syndrome?
Nov 19, 2009
Life with 2 and 6
Who needs a pregnancy workout DVD when all you have to do is take your kids to Souplantation for dinner without your husband present, and chase your 2 year old around the whole restaurant, including looking for him after a few sudden disappearances only to have friendly people (upon seeing your face-even without words) say: he went that way. You proceed to find him circling the salad bar, darting between the hoards of people with trays full of food. And yet he miraculously didn't cause any accidents. It was the 6 year old who for the first time ever actually had the accident-her plate slipped off her tray, disposing an entire plate of food onto the floor, but luckily onto carpet so there was no broken glass.
I was prepared for this emotionally however, due to an incident we witnessed last time we were at Souplantation. The 3 or 4 year old at the table across from us spilled his completely full glass of red juice onto the floor and bench. It was an accident, he wasn't misbehaving or doing anything wrong. He said to his mom: "I made a mistake!" The mom proceeded to lecture him in a foreign language. Then the dad returned, saw the mess and said very loudly: "You stupid!" and also lectured him in their native tongue. Warren and I had been mildly laughing at the cuteness of the little boy's sincere "I made a mistake" apology, but were saddened once we saw how mean the parents were to him. You don't tell a kid he is stupid when you were the one who gave him the tall drink in the first place. Anyway, this time it was my kid and remembering the scene from last time I was able to smile and say, "it's okay, it was an accident" and just go find someone to help me clean up.
In other events of the day, Joseph and I were talking about how big he was, and how he will grow up to be as big as his daddy someday.
I said: "You will even BE a daddy someday!"
Joseph answered (emphatically) "YES, like MOMMY!"
I'm not entirely sure what he meant by that, but it still made me laugh.
And from Rebecca: she accidentally drew on my only currently nicely fitting, good looking pair of maternity pants with dry erase marker. I of course responded: "Rebecca, you need to be more careful when you're using markers. These are the only pants I have that fit me right now."
She was very sorry and asked me if I would be able to forget that the mark was there. I tried to get it out as much as possible and later that evening showed her that it looked much better than before. She was very happy about that and asked me again: "When we were at Souplantation did you forget that the mark was there?" It almost broke my heart. What impression have I been giving my kids? That I can't forget a mistake? I hope not. I will try to do better.
I was prepared for this emotionally however, due to an incident we witnessed last time we were at Souplantation. The 3 or 4 year old at the table across from us spilled his completely full glass of red juice onto the floor and bench. It was an accident, he wasn't misbehaving or doing anything wrong. He said to his mom: "I made a mistake!" The mom proceeded to lecture him in a foreign language. Then the dad returned, saw the mess and said very loudly: "You stupid!" and also lectured him in their native tongue. Warren and I had been mildly laughing at the cuteness of the little boy's sincere "I made a mistake" apology, but were saddened once we saw how mean the parents were to him. You don't tell a kid he is stupid when you were the one who gave him the tall drink in the first place. Anyway, this time it was my kid and remembering the scene from last time I was able to smile and say, "it's okay, it was an accident" and just go find someone to help me clean up.
In other events of the day, Joseph and I were talking about how big he was, and how he will grow up to be as big as his daddy someday.
I said: "You will even BE a daddy someday!"
Joseph answered (emphatically) "YES, like MOMMY!"
I'm not entirely sure what he meant by that, but it still made me laugh.
And from Rebecca: she accidentally drew on my only currently nicely fitting, good looking pair of maternity pants with dry erase marker. I of course responded: "Rebecca, you need to be more careful when you're using markers. These are the only pants I have that fit me right now."
She was very sorry and asked me if I would be able to forget that the mark was there. I tried to get it out as much as possible and later that evening showed her that it looked much better than before. She was very happy about that and asked me again: "When we were at Souplantation did you forget that the mark was there?" It almost broke my heart. What impression have I been giving my kids? That I can't forget a mistake? I hope not. I will try to do better.
Nov 12, 2009
The best job
Rebecca: Mom, when you were a little girl did you ever want to be an astronaut?
Me: Yes, I did.
R: I think that would be fun, too. At school they have this book where they have pictures of all the things you can be when you grow up. Except they don't have everything.
Me: (thinking) I wonder what she might be talking about. I wonder what she wants to be.
R: They don't have 'Mom.' That's what I want to be the most.
There are some moments in life that truly melt your heart and make you feel like you're doing something right. I love my girl.
Me: Yes, I did.
R: I think that would be fun, too. At school they have this book where they have pictures of all the things you can be when you grow up. Except they don't have everything.
Me: (thinking) I wonder what she might be talking about. I wonder what she wants to be.
R: They don't have 'Mom.' That's what I want to be the most.
There are some moments in life that truly melt your heart and make you feel like you're doing something right. I love my girl.
Nov 10, 2009
BLUE!!!
In keeping with tradition (Warren and Joseph's birthday's are in April), we are having another April boy! Now let the name game begin. We're excited!
Nov 3, 2009
Halloween 2009
We had a great Halloween, with school and church activities and fun with friends.
Walking off the stage at the school parade. Look at that hair.
That was the crowning glory of her costume.
Thank you dollar store!
That was the crowning glory of her costume.
Thank you dollar store!
Our little Buzz Lightyear.
(I've had this costume for 2 years, just waiting to be worn!)
(I've had this costume for 2 years, just waiting to be worn!)
The decorations
After trick-or-treating: do NOT take my picture, he says.
Some of our little rascal friends.
Sharing some of my Halloween story collection.
Oct 27, 2009
October Celebrations
We always seem to end up having lots of celebrations in October. First we celebrated with extended family at Disneyland. Then we celebrated Rebecca's birthday at Disneyland and in the evening with Great-Grandma Darlene and Daddy. But the next day there were tears because:
"I don't feel like I'm six because I didn't have cake and blow out any candles."
We quickly ran to the store, bought a cake mix, whipped it up, and blew out the candles.
Situation saved.
Next. A few months ago after Joseph's visit to the dentist Rebecca decided she finally wanted to give up thumb sucking. We came up with a plan. One candy each day that she didn't suck her thumb, an oreo for a week's worth of success and a party with a doll if she managed to kick the habit completely. We had tried before unsuccessfully, so I thought I had to bribe her hard to make it work. But she quit that same day, only had to be reminded a couple of times and it was over. I was really impressed by her determination. She even wore a sock to bed every night so she wouldn't do it in her sleep.
She kept asking when we would have her party, but I was so sick I kept putting it off. I finally thought, I better do it before life gets any busier, so we invited the people she had told her plan to back in August and had a little party with pumpkin decorating, pizza and cupcakes, complete with singing: "No more thumb sucking for you" to the tune of Happy birthday to you. Needless to say, I'm exhausted. I was going to keep the doll for Christmas (it was actually for last Christmas but I held on to it in the end), but she remembered, so I felt like I should stick to my promise. I'm proud of my little girl. Would that we all had that determination.
"I don't feel like I'm six because I didn't have cake and blow out any candles."
We quickly ran to the store, bought a cake mix, whipped it up, and blew out the candles.
Situation saved.
Next. A few months ago after Joseph's visit to the dentist Rebecca decided she finally wanted to give up thumb sucking. We came up with a plan. One candy each day that she didn't suck her thumb, an oreo for a week's worth of success and a party with a doll if she managed to kick the habit completely. We had tried before unsuccessfully, so I thought I had to bribe her hard to make it work. But she quit that same day, only had to be reminded a couple of times and it was over. I was really impressed by her determination. She even wore a sock to bed every night so she wouldn't do it in her sleep.
She kept asking when we would have her party, but I was so sick I kept putting it off. I finally thought, I better do it before life gets any busier, so we invited the people she had told her plan to back in August and had a little party with pumpkin decorating, pizza and cupcakes, complete with singing: "No more thumb sucking for you" to the tune of Happy birthday to you. Needless to say, I'm exhausted. I was going to keep the doll for Christmas (it was actually for last Christmas but I held on to it in the end), but she remembered, so I felt like I should stick to my promise. I'm proud of my little girl. Would that we all had that determination.
Oct 26, 2009
Odds and ends
A quick week in review:
In the two minutes I was trying to do a good deed and finally get a birthday card out to my brother and his wife (who happen to share a birthday), Joseph managed to find a black permanent marker and draw on the walls, the heater cabinet door and the worst one: a huge modern art rendering on the guest room carpet. But, a full bottle of rubbing alcohol later (and also the remainder of my carpet cleaner and some wonder cleaner we bought) I managed to get as much out as I could while still keeping some carpet in tact.
Rebecca had her six year old check up. She's on track to getting as tall as I am, her hearing is perfect but her eyes should be checked within the year. Because I'm pregnant my kids were eligible for the H1N1 vaccine. Rebecca was already done with her appointment and I thought getting Joseph his mist would take 10 more minutes. But an hour and a half later we were finally done. Oh well, better to have it than not. Rebecca had a mild reaction to the flu mist, low grade fever, just feeling yucky. But she's fine now.
Sunday was the primary program. Rebecca did a great job with her part. She spoke clearly and slowly. In other news, I started rehearsals for the interfaith Thanksgiving concert, Warren was gone most nights last week, my nausea is still with me on and off, but improving overall.
And to end a few cute Joseph remarks:
"When I grow up I want to be a daddy like daddy!"
and after asking him what he wants to do as a job (like a doctor, or fire man, or office worker):
"When I grow up I want to be a builder. With real tools. And fix things. I buy real tools at the store."
We're tired, but happy. That's all folks.
In the two minutes I was trying to do a good deed and finally get a birthday card out to my brother and his wife (who happen to share a birthday), Joseph managed to find a black permanent marker and draw on the walls, the heater cabinet door and the worst one: a huge modern art rendering on the guest room carpet. But, a full bottle of rubbing alcohol later (and also the remainder of my carpet cleaner and some wonder cleaner we bought) I managed to get as much out as I could while still keeping some carpet in tact.
Rebecca had her six year old check up. She's on track to getting as tall as I am, her hearing is perfect but her eyes should be checked within the year. Because I'm pregnant my kids were eligible for the H1N1 vaccine. Rebecca was already done with her appointment and I thought getting Joseph his mist would take 10 more minutes. But an hour and a half later we were finally done. Oh well, better to have it than not. Rebecca had a mild reaction to the flu mist, low grade fever, just feeling yucky. But she's fine now.
Sunday was the primary program. Rebecca did a great job with her part. She spoke clearly and slowly. In other news, I started rehearsals for the interfaith Thanksgiving concert, Warren was gone most nights last week, my nausea is still with me on and off, but improving overall.
And to end a few cute Joseph remarks:
"When I grow up I want to be a daddy like daddy!"
and after asking him what he wants to do as a job (like a doctor, or fire man, or office worker):
"When I grow up I want to be a builder. With real tools. And fix things. I buy real tools at the store."
We're tired, but happy. That's all folks.
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- I'm a woman who is trying to do her best each day of her life. I laugh, cry, make mistakes, create, make messes and clean. I love life and learning and staying in touch with family and friends. Every year I get to know myself better and how best to use my own strengths and weaknesses to navigate my path.