We had dry pants all morning long.
2 pee-pees in the potty.
And all of this driven by A. herself.
(I honestly am feeling a little lazy and not really ready to tackle the training bit, but…)
It can’t be this easy, can it?
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This is how we roll…
A. was playing with E.’s dollhouse this morning and was frustrated trying to fit all of the dolls into the little SUV. This is how our conversation went:
A: “Hup, peeas, Mama!”
M: “You need help putting them in the car, A.?”
A: “Yesth, Mama.”
(So I proceed to put the “Mom” in the driver’s seat.)
A: “NOOOOOOO! No dere!”
M: “Where does the Mommy go?”
A: “DERE!” (Pointing to the passenger seat.)
M: “Who is going to drive the car.”
A: “Daddy!” (She runs to get the Dad doll and comes back with the big sister.)
A: “Look, Emma Gaaacie, too, Mama.”
(So I put Daddy in.)
M: “Where does Emma go?”
A: “Here with Baby Addie!” (And then she flings the little carseat across the room.) “No seat! Baby Addie, no seat!”
Apparently she likes to live life dangerously – with Daddy driving and no car seat. How in the world does a 22-month old come up with stuff like that??
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Update: This afternoon we went out to run some errands and grab some lunch and I had forgotten that I took their carseats out yesterday to take the recycles over to the center, and also to do a vacuum of the car to get all the “kid leavings”. I opened up the door to A.’s side and she thought all of her dreams had come true! No car seats!! She was most unhappy when I started to put the seats back in, and her into the seat.
Next time, please stay home.
Dear Fellow Yogi –
First off, do you have any idea how much I was looking forward to a quiet, relaxing hour of peace this morning when I arrived at yoga class?
I think you clearly did not. Otherwise you wouldn’t have come noisily into class late, dropping keys and shoes, and then proceeded to roll out your yoga mat practically on top of mine. Have you ever heard of a little thing called personal space? My moving my mat over didn’t give you a little hint that maybe your butt a mere 6 inches from my face was a little too close?
And the breathing. My God, the breathing! Your obscenely loud, Darth Vader-like inhales and exhales were unnerving, distracting and just about enough to put me over the edge. I just wanted to punch you in the throat. (Yes, that was how “at peace” I was – about as far from a Zen-like state as you can possibly get.)
And it wasn’t just me who was astonished by the noise emanating from you. Most of the heads in the class at one point or another, swiveled around trying to shoot a dirty look at the offending perpetrator. And I’m quite certain some of them thought the noise was originating from me. So thanks for that, too.
All in all, just wanted to commend you for turning my usually favorite hour of the week, into a completely unfulfilled disaster.
Most Insincerely Yours,
~carrie
Theme Thursday – Glee
Tracey’s theme for today is “Glee.”
What says “glee” more than the look of utter joy on the faces of two girls flying through the air in their swings on a summer evening.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah…I had 2 photos again. I’m telling you I can’t choose between two pics that are both so cute – I mean, look at those toes!)
What is a little Boop between sisters?
Okay, so although I picked that photo for Wordless Wednesday, I simply can’t not talk about it. E. and A. are the funniest little girls…ever. Of this I am convinced. I am constantly amazed by the two of the separately, but together they are just priceless.
I wish I could just follow them around with a tape recorder every minute of the day to capture all of the funny stuff they say. This morning I heard…
A: Emma! Emmaaa Gaaacie!
E: Yes, Babykins? (This is her own little combo of Baby and Addikins, she calls A. this when she is being super sweet.)
A: I did it! I did it! Yeah!
E: Mom! Addie went pee-pee in the potty! Addie we are proud of you, now you can wear big girl underwear like me! (And then she proceeded to try to get Addie to put a pair of her undies on.)
A: Oh, boopy. Bottom, boopy.
E: You have a poopy? Okay, sit back on the potty! Try! I’ll get you a book.
A: Yeths (her little lisping “yes”.) Like titty. Titty boop!
Note: Titty boop is…kitty poop. And we had just cleaned the litterbox out.
Also noteworthy: How old Emma sounds when she talks to A. like this! I know she learns it from me, but it is just so funny to hear her all motherly and sweet. It is much better than when she sounds like a grumpy, agitated version of me!
Wordless Wednesday – Sisterly Love
From one extreme to the other
We are walking a precarious tightrope between two extremes with Addison lately. Either she is extremely sweet and loving and couldn’t possibly be any more adorable or she is in extreme, hysterical tantrum mode.
I would say about 90 percent of the time she is in the first mode. Such an incredibly bright, funny and sweet girl. But it is that other 10 percent of the time. Just run – far, far away from our house.
I have just been attributing it to being tired. The girl is such a routine baby it is scary, and it is very, very frightening is when she gets off of that routine. I can almost predict the nights that are going to be “rough.”
Unfortunately these “episodes” occur around 1am in the morning. She is exhausted, maybe didn’t have a nap, or didn’t get bath, snack, books, cuddles (in that order) before bed, whatever it is – it just sets her off. I am talking complete hysteria, she calls out for me, “Mama, MaaaMAAA! MAMA!” and it is with such angst that I just can’t bear it.
So I will go in to her room. Sometimes she isn’t even really awake, and if I try to pick her up she doesn’t want to be touched. So I’ll try to put her down, which sets off a whole new set of screams. At this point her face is nearly purple, she is so upset and I keep using the word “hysterical,” but it is the only word that truly describes the scene.
Okay, so let’s try a drink. I’ll get her a drink. She screams “no dink, nooooo dink!” and propels the cup across the room. Of course as soon as it lands, she screams, “dink! DINK! I wanna dink!”
And so it will continue. Usually for about 20-30 minutes until she just exhausts herself, falls asleep for the rest of the night and wakes up like none of this ever happened.
Um, what the….?
I kind of feel like it might be night terrors. According to the BabyCenter article it really does seem like it may be a logical explanation.
“Related to being sleep deprived,” uh, check.
“Common cause could be a looming development leap,” yeah, another check.
And it isn’t every night. Yesterday was perfect. Denise said that she asked for her diaper to be changed and headed upstairs for her nap. (Yes, I know. We are also working on the potty training, she is asking to go, and definitely knows when she has to go. Maybe that is the looming developmental leap? Hmmm….)
Anyhow, She had a great nap. We spent lots of time doing everything in order last night and she fell asleep pretty easily. I didn’t hear a peep from her again until 8am this morning. She slept well and woke up happy.
I am just trying to stick as closely to her routine as possible, I guess. And I’m also off to buy her a nightlight for her room. It may be possible that she is waking up and is disoriented? Her room is really dark at night. I just am at a loss and willing to try anything. Anyone else ever had similar situations? Anything else I can or should try?
It’s just me, “Super Mom.”
Aaaaaahhhhh!
That is one big contented sigh. Did you hear it over there in the Midwest? The dreaded Monday was actually an amazingly fruitful and very happy day. Do you have days where you just feel like “Super Mom”? That was me, today. I was S-U-P-E-R, if I don’t mind saying so myself! Such a spectacular way to start out the week.
It is 9 o’clock and I am sipping a little glass of wine, the girls are sleeping snugly in their beds, and the roomba is greedily sucking up the remnants of the girls’ snacks from the day. I’m just reviewing my to-do list….
(One moment, please. Roomba is seriously stuck on my power cord…)
…and we’re back. So where was I? Yes…reviewing to-do lists, and I checked off so much stuff today alone, I am thinking I can take the rest of the week off.
Well, maybe not completely off. The girls probably need to be tended to, and I’m sure the laundry will multiply by Thursday, Wednesday at the earliest. But on a scale of 1-10, this Monday was rocking the 8.5, maybe even the 9!
I managed to pick-up the weekend messiness, do three loads of laundry, work out at the gym, have lunch with friends, grocery shop, put the groceries away (not just near the cupboard they belong in, either!), finish up a work project, help a friend with a design project, visit the holy land for some necessities (that would be Target for anyone who doesn’t know me), drop off dry cleaning, give both girls a warm, fun-filled bath, read extra books and give extra love to both girls before bed, unload the dishwasher, clean up the kitchen and reload the dishwasher, get some packages ready for the post office…oh, I’m sure there is more that I am forgetting, but really…isn’t that enough??
AND…the real kicker on the day, in the midst of all of this, I spent 2 1/2 hours at the dentist. The DENTIST!!
Of course it helped that I had my saving grace, Denise, here for part of the day and the girls were extra, especially good. Seriously, not even a little whine or necessity to raise my voice. All day. Surely we all deserve gold stars for today.
Ah, why can’t all days be like this?
Watching the world go by – BSM
My Best Shot Monday this week is of A. This is her new favorite pasttime. She takes her booster seat (and usually some sort of snack) and sits in front of the window in our dining room. Just watching the world go by…
Don’t forget to visit some other Best Shots over at Picture This.
Happy Father’s Day
To all the Dads – I wish you a very happy day today.
To my own Dad – thank you for being supportive of all I did growing up and what I do now, for “guiding” me down the right path in life and for doing it all with humor and love.
To J, the best Daddy in the world (Emma told me that I had to write that!) – I can’t tell you how amazed I am at you and your “Daddy skills” on a daily basis. You are a terrific Dad, anyone who witnesses a moment between you and the girls can clearly see it. Thank you for all you do for us. We love you!
