Why I don't like it when Addie watches commercials:
"Mama, do you like Max and Ruby? Do you? DO YOU?!!!"
"No, Addison, I don't really like that show very much."
(With a smirk) "Well, it's coming up next after this! Don't get mad, get Glad!"
Thank the Lord for the DVR.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
How big is she?
Addie really likes to go to the bathroom by herself, with the "door shut all the way, all the way!" Usually it's when she's going #2, so we leave her in their with a book and let her go, then go in later to help her wipe. We don't keep toilet paper on the rolls because first Addie, and now Ryan, would stand and spin and tear the paper. So often we have to get paper for Addie to wipe with when she pees, because we keep the rolls up on the windowsills. But sometimes she can reach them, and she's pretty good about not getting too much. Tonight, I was busy with Ryan so I put a roll on the holder on the wall, and told her, "You are big enough to use the paper on the roll, so I'm putting it back where it belongs. Just get a little bit - don't unroll the whole thing!" She said ok, and I believed it would be fine. Sure enough, 5 minutes later she's still in there, and I called to see if she was ok. She said, "Yeah...Mama, I need some help!" I went in and she's trying to wind up the roll that she'd unrolled - the entire roll spooled on the floor. She looked nervous when I went in, but was still flicking it with her hand - rolling and unrolling it as it spun back and forth. I sighed. I should have know the temptation would be too much (at least the first time it's been on there), so as I was winding it I told her to not touch it for now and that she was not ready to use it on the roll yet. She said, "But I AM ready to use it." I told her, "Addie, I explained to you not to unroll it all, and to just take a little bit, and you unrolled the whole thing. You didn't listen to me, and you are not big enough to use this." She got very indignant and said firmly, "Mama, I am too big. I'm VERY big and getting bigger. I'm big enough forever! See?" and she reached as high up as she could while standing on her tiptoes.
Since Addie can open doors and Ryan wanders endlessly into bathrooms, I think it will still be awhile before our toilet paper will be back in its proper place.
Since Addie can open doors and Ryan wanders endlessly into bathrooms, I think it will still be awhile before our toilet paper will be back in its proper place.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
January 2010
Picking up from where I left off ages ago, my mom and sister and niece came down after Christmas for a couple of days. We caught up on stuff and shared pictures and got free chocolates at the mall. We also exchanged presents and my mom got Addie and Ryan a ton of cute outfits. They both wore new clothes to MOPS this morning.
Addison and Camryn got along famously. When I saw them pull up out front, I let Addie run outside and apparently they had the same idea with Cammie, because the two girls met on the sidewalk and ran into each others' arms. For the next two days, they were inseparable. No squabbles or tear or anything. On the last day, right before they left, there were a couple of tiny squirmishes, but otherwise it was great. Cammie loved to be back here at the house where she lived for two months this summer and she adored Addie's new rooms. Here are the (late) promised pictures, by the way:
Dress up corner - still working out the logistics of the curtains for the stage area
Ladybugs!
Corner with new dollhouse
Addie's letters, repainted for her big girl room
Me and Emilyn (she wasn't as thrilled as I was about the picture
Kate, Ryan, Emmy, and baby Abrielle
We made our third annual New Year's Eve Chuckie Cheese expedition, with the family portraits to prove it. Here are last year's pictures. (Scroll down)
Me and Addie
Matt and Ryan
Kate and I had a good time catching up. She is very pregnant with her second little girl, so the trip was tiring for her, but I'm still glad she came. We got mani/pedis and more free chocolate at the mall (Godiva Rewards Club), and played some games and some Rock Band. After our company was gone, we finally got all the Christmas stuff put up and I've started slowly cleaning out stuff from one of the house to the other.
Matt's off hunting this weekend with his dad and brother in law, and today was our first day of MOPS for the semester, which was great for me! Matt is also taking a long trip to India in March with our church to help do some technical work with their mission people there.
Ryan is really growing by leaps and bounds - at least mentally. He went for some shots and he was 24.5 pounds and I forgot how tall, but he's 55% for weight and only 35% for height. He is much more aware of what we say and do, and can follow instructions like, "Go get your shoes" or "Give me your cup!". He says, "Bye DaDa" all the time, On Saturday, I went to a baby shower, and when I came home, Ryan ran into the kitchen and said, "Ma Ma!" twice. That is the first real time he has called me Mama directly. He's said it just a couple of times before, when I would say it and try to get him to repeat it. It just proves I was right all along - he knows how to say it, and he knows who I am, he was just being bad and not saying it!
Matt walked in the kitchen where Ryan was making some funky noises. Matt said, mostly to me, "What are you, a horse?" and he made a neighing sound. Ryan looked up and started clicking his toungue, which is our "sound" for horses and other hoofed animals (like hooves running and clopping). Just another surprise for us, that he listens to us, pays attention, and is smart enough to associate the word "horse" with the noise he made. I remember being amazed when Addie did things like that, and I'm amazed, but this time it's because I have been so much less purposeful in teaching him, and he's showing me how smart he is and how much he can pick up on his own.
He has started babbling a lot more too, and he really needs a haircut. Slowly, slowly he and Addie are starting to play together sometimes. She seems to get a kick out it when he laughs, so she tries to do things that are silly. Ryan is getting a lot more aware of things being taken from him, too, so he puts up a bigger fight which has included some hitting. Addison is so confused with the changes that are continually taking place with her brother.....just when she's figured out how to deal with him, he develops more and keeps her on her toes. I'm trying to be very patient with her, since she doesn't really have much "down time" between Ryan's ever-changing capabilities. They are both big on routines, though, so I think that doing everything together - drinking milk in the morning, eating breakfast, getting dressed, getting in the car, eating lunch, getting down for nap, etc, etc. - is helping both of them adjust and learn what is expected of them.
Ryan's up from his nap, so gotta run
Addison and Camryn got along famously. When I saw them pull up out front, I let Addie run outside and apparently they had the same idea with Cammie, because the two girls met on the sidewalk and ran into each others' arms. For the next two days, they were inseparable. No squabbles or tear or anything. On the last day, right before they left, there were a couple of tiny squirmishes, but otherwise it was great. Cammie loved to be back here at the house where she lived for two months this summer and she adored Addie's new rooms. Here are the (late) promised pictures, by the way:
Bunk beds
Dress up corner - still working out the logistics of the curtains for the stage area
Ladybugs!
Corner with new dollhouse
Addie's letters, repainted for her big girl room
bow board from Trisha
When Mom and Caiti left, my best friend Kate, husband Ryan, and daughter Emilyn came for New Year's weekend. The girls really wanted to sleep together (in the same bed), so we decided to give it a try since it was a holiday and all. After a good hour of giggling and noises, we realized that it wasn't going to work. Also, we had lots of neighbors who were setting off very loud fireworks right outside the windows, and while the girls weren't scared, it made it very difficult to get to sleep.
Me and Emilyn (she wasn't as thrilled as I was about the picture
Kate, Ryan, Emmy, and baby Abrielle
We made our third annual New Year's Eve Chuckie Cheese expedition, with the family portraits to prove it. Here are last year's pictures. (Scroll down)
Me and Addie
Matt and Ryan
Kate and I had a good time catching up. She is very pregnant with her second little girl, so the trip was tiring for her, but I'm still glad she came. We got mani/pedis and more free chocolate at the mall (Godiva Rewards Club), and played some games and some Rock Band. After our company was gone, we finally got all the Christmas stuff put up and I've started slowly cleaning out stuff from one of the house to the other.
Matt's off hunting this weekend with his dad and brother in law, and today was our first day of MOPS for the semester, which was great for me! Matt is also taking a long trip to India in March with our church to help do some technical work with their mission people there.
Ryan is really growing by leaps and bounds - at least mentally. He went for some shots and he was 24.5 pounds and I forgot how tall, but he's 55% for weight and only 35% for height. He is much more aware of what we say and do, and can follow instructions like, "Go get your shoes" or "Give me your cup!". He says, "Bye DaDa" all the time, On Saturday, I went to a baby shower, and when I came home, Ryan ran into the kitchen and said, "Ma Ma!" twice. That is the first real time he has called me Mama directly. He's said it just a couple of times before, when I would say it and try to get him to repeat it. It just proves I was right all along - he knows how to say it, and he knows who I am, he was just being bad and not saying it!
Matt walked in the kitchen where Ryan was making some funky noises. Matt said, mostly to me, "What are you, a horse?" and he made a neighing sound. Ryan looked up and started clicking his toungue, which is our "sound" for horses and other hoofed animals (like hooves running and clopping). Just another surprise for us, that he listens to us, pays attention, and is smart enough to associate the word "horse" with the noise he made. I remember being amazed when Addie did things like that, and I'm amazed, but this time it's because I have been so much less purposeful in teaching him, and he's showing me how smart he is and how much he can pick up on his own.
He has started babbling a lot more too, and he really needs a haircut. Slowly, slowly he and Addie are starting to play together sometimes. She seems to get a kick out it when he laughs, so she tries to do things that are silly. Ryan is getting a lot more aware of things being taken from him, too, so he puts up a bigger fight which has included some hitting. Addison is so confused with the changes that are continually taking place with her brother.....just when she's figured out how to deal with him, he develops more and keeps her on her toes. I'm trying to be very patient with her, since she doesn't really have much "down time" between Ryan's ever-changing capabilities. They are both big on routines, though, so I think that doing everything together - drinking milk in the morning, eating breakfast, getting dressed, getting in the car, eating lunch, getting down for nap, etc, etc. - is helping both of them adjust and learn what is expected of them.
Ryan's up from his nap, so gotta run
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Two Christmases
We did Christmas with Matt’s family the Saturday before Christmas. It was a beautiful cold day.
Addie had a good time playing with her cousin Hunter, and it was really good to see my newphew Isaac, who just turned 10. He lives in Austin so I don’t get to see him much. He is a big reader, but had yet to enter the Harry Potter universe, so I got him the first two books. We got pictures of the three little kids in front of the Christmas tree, and Hunter would squat down and say, "Cheese!" every time. Ryan immediately picked up on that and started bending over and saying, "Chee!" It was hilarious! He also has learned to say "milk", although he usually just grunts and points.
Hunter (4), Ryan (1), and Addison (3)
Addison got the Tag Junior from Leapfrog. She holds a little device and presses it onto the books and it will read to her. It will also interact with other pictures on the page, play finding games, play music, etc. You can download the stories to your little thingy. If anyone has some Tag Junior books they want to trade, let me know! We have "If I Were…", "Mr. Brown", and "Kai-Lan Shares". She also got a magnetic princess dress up puzzle, a My Little Pony, and a t shirt made by her cousin.
Ryan was being a pill for a good bit of the day, because he only napped for about 30 minutes. He grumped around in Matt’s lap while we opened presents, and when he opened a toy helicopter, he latched onto it for dear life and screeched loudly if anyone even pretended to take it away! It was really funny. Except for him being so grouchy.
Ryan, Addie, and Hunter in the sand
Making pecan pies with Sugar
Me and my guy
The helicopter he clung to
Two cousins
I need one of these at my house.
Addie barely ate breakfast that morning, and she wouldn’t eat lunch either. Matt’s mom took her outside to play, and when they came back in, Addie promptly threw up! The last time she threw up was when she was about 10 months old, and she didn’t know what was happening. She didn’t cry, though. We rushed her to the bathroom and got her rinsed off , and she looked up at me with big eyes and said, "Mama, I spit!" Luckily, I had changes of clothes, including socks, for both kids, so she was changed and happy. I was able to borrow a shirt from Matt’s mom, since mine was gross.
I got a food processor, pajamas, and a Victoria’s Secret gift card (yay!), and Matt got several accessories for his upcoming Alaskan fly fishing trip (this August). I also got a big box of specialty cupcakes from a place in Austin. There were margarita, banana bread (dipped in chocolate), strawberry, vanilla, and other delicious flavors. When I opened the box, it was like opening a door in Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory – They were all so colorful and decorative. And BIG!
Ryan eating - prime location in front of the outdoor fireplace.
Swinging at the farm.
This kid is photogenic.
Handsome dudes
We drove around looking at Christmas lights this year in a neighborhood called Prestonwood close by. Each street does a theme, like Bible stories, Rudolph, Christmas at the Zoo, etc. We put the carseats in the Blazer since it’s higher-up and the kids can see out the window better. About halfway through, I realized that Addie wasn’t able to see very much across the car, and since were in a long slow line of cars, I let her crawl out of the seat up into my lap to see. She was so excited about it!! She leaned her head back and said, "Daddy, sometimes I get to sit on Mommy’s lap to look at Christmas lights!"
While out shopping at WalMart (surprisingly uncrowded and well-staffed) two days before Christmas, a family in front of me was having issues with their gift card. They had just returned something at Customer Service and the amount was supposed to be put on the card, but it wasn’t. They were Oriental and there were some language problems, so the checker told them to go back to Customer Service to figure it out. She’d already rung up their stuff, but held their ticket and rung me up instead. Well, the mom came back shaking her head - the line at Customer Service was long and I still don’t think she knew what the real issue was, or wouldn’t have been able to explain it anyway. So they took most of the stuff out of their basket and just held up a $5, indicating they only had that much cash and the checker should just re-scan a few items. The checker still wasn’t getting it, so I intervened and told her to re-ring up their ticket (with everything on it) and that I’d pay for it all. It was seriously like $12 worth of stuff, and I felt so bad for the poor people. The checker finally agreed to do it, so they got all their groceries. I wasn’t trying to embaress the family – when I left they all just stared at me like I was a crazy woman. But I smiled and said Merry Christmas.
The next day, I was in line at Michael’s and had just finished paying when I heard the checker say to Addie, "Oh, honey, don’t put that in your mouth!" I turned to find her chomping one of those chocolate truffles through the wrapper. I immediately disciplined her, then asked how much they were, which was 50 cents. The well-dressed, impatient looking lady behind me was being polite but I could tell she was not pleased. I knew I didn’t have change, so I was digging out my credit card to pay for it when the lady just swept up to the counter and said, "I’ve got it, don’t worry, Merry Christmas!" I was extremely appreciative of the fact that she managed a smile and kind words even though I could tell she was exasperated. It’s frustrating to me sometimes when I can’t be very effective in punishment or discipline because of our location or the circumstances – Ryan was leaning and climbing out of the cart, screaming, Addie was crying and pulling away, and I was trying to get my basket out of line, pay for the candy, and teach her a lesson about stealing, not listening, etc. Instead I just literally shoved everyone and everything under my arms, told the lady thanks with as much sincerity as I could, and trucked out to the car. It’s something for me to keep in mind from now on – just because a mom seems like she doesn’t care or isn’t disciplining her kids, that doesn’t ALWAYS mean she is a bad mom! As if I hadn’t told Addison before to not pick up candy in the store, not to EAT the candy in the store, not to take things we don’t pay for, etc. I will chalk it up to one of the many times that my children will embaress me, and move on. Oh, and the other lesson – pay it forward, because when it’s your turn to be on the receiving end of kindness, you will be glad you did.
Addie can now sing both verses of Santa Claus is Coming to Town, Frosty the Snowman, Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, Joy to the World, Away in a Manger, Holly Jolly Christmas, Deck the Halls (she tries, at least, but it is filled with odd words), and Jingle Bell Rock. And probably some others too. When we did Christmas Eve stuff, I was going to have Addie make cookies with me using our Christmas cookie cutters, but she didn’t want to at all. I couldn’t figure it out, until I remembered what happened at the farm. When we went over to the fireplace to get our stockings down (it was during the day), she suddenly paused and said, "I don’t want Santa to come to our house. I don’t want him to come inside." I told her that he comes down the chimney to bring us toys and will eat milk and cookies and leave presents under the tree. She thought about it, and said, "While I’m asleep?" and I realized she was nervous about him being there in the house. I told her he would just stay right by the fireplace, then leave, and she was ok then. But later, at our house, she didn’t want to make him cookies, and when we got out the special plate for cookies, she didn’t even want to put ANYTHING on it! So we just didn’t make a big deal about it. We did read some stories, but I think both kids were sick, and instead of lovingly sitting on my lap while we read Christmas books, they pushed and grouched and pulled the pages out of each others’ hands. Also, we were going to try to go to the Christmas Eve service at church (early in the evening, family friendly) but Addie slept really late and when I tried to get her dressed while she watched a show, she screamed and threw fits and sobbed. Ryan was already screaming about something (or nothing), and Matt and I just looked at each other and he decided that we weren’t going. We would have been late anyway, and since neither kid was feeling good (or acting good), trying to get them to behave during a church service would have ended with Matt and I saying some not-so-Christmasy things.
Ryan checking out all our Christmas cards.
Addie in her Santa hat and "boots" that she pulled from the basket
Ryan's unassembled tool bench in Santa's workshop
Reading The Night Before Christmas and eating banana bread hot from the oven
Simple Santa setup on Christmas Eve.
Christmas morning, Ryan slept till almost 8, and Addie slept till 9! They both coughed all night and Ryan had a very runny nose (which he is just now getting over), so I think they were both exhausted, and I was glad they got to sleep as late as they needed. Santa brought Addison a big dollhouse, and of course the raccoon and bird that she asked him for a month ago. Ryan got a toolbench and a turtle, and a Leapfrog toy. They both got toy guitars, and Addie also got a My Little Pony set and some Handy Manny tools (since the toolbench was her brother’s). They played all morning, then we ate breakfast casserole. Addie put a bite in her mouth and said, "This is good, Mama", then actually chewed it and ended up spitting it out because it was yucky. She had oatmeal instead. Well, and banana bread. Both kids are huge fans of that! We loaded up and headed up to Bryan to Aunt Sherry’s house, where the extended family gathers Christmas afternoon. Sherry’s house is really nice, but not set up very well for babies (she has two teenagers), so we were constantly running after Ryan as he attempted to climp up the metal spiral staircase or pull breakable ornaments off the tree. He was a super-grouch with a snotty nose, so I know he didn’t feel good. Addie was really good, and LOVED the "jumpaline" that was outside. It was really cold, but all the kids played outside most of the day. Addie and Ryan both crawled around on the trampoline a lot. Later, two little girls, 4 and 6, arrived and basically fought over who got to hold Addie’s hand ( or pick her up). I led the three of them on several "adventures" through the forest, and they all had a wonderful time making up stories as we hiked along.
Dollhouse that Santa brought 
"Sharing" the Handy Manny tools
Addie and Ryan on the "jumpaline" - look at the static!
Addie was not extremely amused by the fact that her new friends thought she was a life-size posable doll. They were very sweet little girls though.
Overall, it was a low-key Christmas – very different from the last few years, but I’m really glad we were able to let the kids set the pace instead of creating plans and forcing ourselves to stick with them. I know in a couple more years the kids will be up for anything and everything, and they will also be able to reason and understand consequences of their behavior, so we have plenty of time for more "exciting" Christmases.
I have been sick since then, but am finally hopefully on the mend. I guess it’ s just a cold. I woke up with a horrible earache two nights ago and battled it with Sudafed and Exedrin, and luckily it subsided. Ryan still has a gross nose, but Addie seems better, and Matt is better too. We have completely and utterly lazed around this weekend. It’s cold outside and none of us have felt great and we just needed some downtime.
I have Addison’s big-girl room all done, but I’m waiting to take pictures because a little elf told me that I might be getting an accessory or two to complete it. I will promise to post pictures by the end of the week. Oh, and Ryan ended up spilling green paint all over Addie’s floor, bag, and some clothes. In the 5 seconds it took for me to use a screwdriver (in the room), he stood up on a crushed box, reached the small tub of paint, and slowly poured it all out on the carpet. I shrieked, called for Matt to remove the children, and got on the phone to Sherwin Williams to ask them how to get the paint out. They said keep it wet, then use water and a shop vac to suck it up. Luckily we borrowed Thomas and Jamie Cumming’s shop vac later that day and every bit of the paint came up. I was so afraid we were going to have a permanent green splotch on the floor that would become a part of family lore. All we lost was one pair of red tights - the paint had dried before I noticed and it was too late to clean them.
Addie had a good time playing with her cousin Hunter, and it was really good to see my newphew Isaac, who just turned 10. He lives in Austin so I don’t get to see him much. He is a big reader, but had yet to enter the Harry Potter universe, so I got him the first two books. We got pictures of the three little kids in front of the Christmas tree, and Hunter would squat down and say, "Cheese!" every time. Ryan immediately picked up on that and started bending over and saying, "Chee!" It was hilarious! He also has learned to say "milk", although he usually just grunts and points.
Hunter (4), Ryan (1), and Addison (3)
Addison got the Tag Junior from Leapfrog. She holds a little device and presses it onto the books and it will read to her. It will also interact with other pictures on the page, play finding games, play music, etc. You can download the stories to your little thingy. If anyone has some Tag Junior books they want to trade, let me know! We have "If I Were…", "Mr. Brown", and "Kai-Lan Shares". She also got a magnetic princess dress up puzzle, a My Little Pony, and a t shirt made by her cousin.
Ryan was being a pill for a good bit of the day, because he only napped for about 30 minutes. He grumped around in Matt’s lap while we opened presents, and when he opened a toy helicopter, he latched onto it for dear life and screeched loudly if anyone even pretended to take it away! It was really funny. Except for him being so grouchy.
Ryan, Addie, and Hunter in the sand
Making pecan pies with Sugar
Me and my guy
The helicopter he clung to
Two cousins
I need one of these at my house.
Addie barely ate breakfast that morning, and she wouldn’t eat lunch either. Matt’s mom took her outside to play, and when they came back in, Addie promptly threw up! The last time she threw up was when she was about 10 months old, and she didn’t know what was happening. She didn’t cry, though. We rushed her to the bathroom and got her rinsed off , and she looked up at me with big eyes and said, "Mama, I spit!" Luckily, I had changes of clothes, including socks, for both kids, so she was changed and happy. I was able to borrow a shirt from Matt’s mom, since mine was gross.
I got a food processor, pajamas, and a Victoria’s Secret gift card (yay!), and Matt got several accessories for his upcoming Alaskan fly fishing trip (this August). I also got a big box of specialty cupcakes from a place in Austin. There were margarita, banana bread (dipped in chocolate), strawberry, vanilla, and other delicious flavors. When I opened the box, it was like opening a door in Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory – They were all so colorful and decorative. And BIG!
Ryan eating - prime location in front of the outdoor fireplace.
Swinging at the farm.
This kid is photogenic.
Handsome dudes
We drove around looking at Christmas lights this year in a neighborhood called Prestonwood close by. Each street does a theme, like Bible stories, Rudolph, Christmas at the Zoo, etc. We put the carseats in the Blazer since it’s higher-up and the kids can see out the window better. About halfway through, I realized that Addie wasn’t able to see very much across the car, and since were in a long slow line of cars, I let her crawl out of the seat up into my lap to see. She was so excited about it!! She leaned her head back and said, "Daddy, sometimes I get to sit on Mommy’s lap to look at Christmas lights!"
While out shopping at WalMart (surprisingly uncrowded and well-staffed) two days before Christmas, a family in front of me was having issues with their gift card. They had just returned something at Customer Service and the amount was supposed to be put on the card, but it wasn’t. They were Oriental and there were some language problems, so the checker told them to go back to Customer Service to figure it out. She’d already rung up their stuff, but held their ticket and rung me up instead. Well, the mom came back shaking her head - the line at Customer Service was long and I still don’t think she knew what the real issue was, or wouldn’t have been able to explain it anyway. So they took most of the stuff out of their basket and just held up a $5, indicating they only had that much cash and the checker should just re-scan a few items. The checker still wasn’t getting it, so I intervened and told her to re-ring up their ticket (with everything on it) and that I’d pay for it all. It was seriously like $12 worth of stuff, and I felt so bad for the poor people. The checker finally agreed to do it, so they got all their groceries. I wasn’t trying to embaress the family – when I left they all just stared at me like I was a crazy woman. But I smiled and said Merry Christmas.
The next day, I was in line at Michael’s and had just finished paying when I heard the checker say to Addie, "Oh, honey, don’t put that in your mouth!" I turned to find her chomping one of those chocolate truffles through the wrapper. I immediately disciplined her, then asked how much they were, which was 50 cents. The well-dressed, impatient looking lady behind me was being polite but I could tell she was not pleased. I knew I didn’t have change, so I was digging out my credit card to pay for it when the lady just swept up to the counter and said, "I’ve got it, don’t worry, Merry Christmas!" I was extremely appreciative of the fact that she managed a smile and kind words even though I could tell she was exasperated. It’s frustrating to me sometimes when I can’t be very effective in punishment or discipline because of our location or the circumstances – Ryan was leaning and climbing out of the cart, screaming, Addie was crying and pulling away, and I was trying to get my basket out of line, pay for the candy, and teach her a lesson about stealing, not listening, etc. Instead I just literally shoved everyone and everything under my arms, told the lady thanks with as much sincerity as I could, and trucked out to the car. It’s something for me to keep in mind from now on – just because a mom seems like she doesn’t care or isn’t disciplining her kids, that doesn’t ALWAYS mean she is a bad mom! As if I hadn’t told Addison before to not pick up candy in the store, not to EAT the candy in the store, not to take things we don’t pay for, etc. I will chalk it up to one of the many times that my children will embaress me, and move on. Oh, and the other lesson – pay it forward, because when it’s your turn to be on the receiving end of kindness, you will be glad you did.
Addie can now sing both verses of Santa Claus is Coming to Town, Frosty the Snowman, Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, Joy to the World, Away in a Manger, Holly Jolly Christmas, Deck the Halls (she tries, at least, but it is filled with odd words), and Jingle Bell Rock. And probably some others too. When we did Christmas Eve stuff, I was going to have Addie make cookies with me using our Christmas cookie cutters, but she didn’t want to at all. I couldn’t figure it out, until I remembered what happened at the farm. When we went over to the fireplace to get our stockings down (it was during the day), she suddenly paused and said, "I don’t want Santa to come to our house. I don’t want him to come inside." I told her that he comes down the chimney to bring us toys and will eat milk and cookies and leave presents under the tree. She thought about it, and said, "While I’m asleep?" and I realized she was nervous about him being there in the house. I told her he would just stay right by the fireplace, then leave, and she was ok then. But later, at our house, she didn’t want to make him cookies, and when we got out the special plate for cookies, she didn’t even want to put ANYTHING on it! So we just didn’t make a big deal about it. We did read some stories, but I think both kids were sick, and instead of lovingly sitting on my lap while we read Christmas books, they pushed and grouched and pulled the pages out of each others’ hands. Also, we were going to try to go to the Christmas Eve service at church (early in the evening, family friendly) but Addie slept really late and when I tried to get her dressed while she watched a show, she screamed and threw fits and sobbed. Ryan was already screaming about something (or nothing), and Matt and I just looked at each other and he decided that we weren’t going. We would have been late anyway, and since neither kid was feeling good (or acting good), trying to get them to behave during a church service would have ended with Matt and I saying some not-so-Christmasy things.
Ryan checking out all our Christmas cards.
Addie in her Santa hat and "boots" that she pulled from the basket
Ryan's unassembled tool bench in Santa's workshop
Reading The Night Before Christmas and eating banana bread hot from the oven
Simple Santa setup on Christmas Eve.
Christmas morning, Ryan slept till almost 8, and Addie slept till 9! They both coughed all night and Ryan had a very runny nose (which he is just now getting over), so I think they were both exhausted, and I was glad they got to sleep as late as they needed. Santa brought Addison a big dollhouse, and of course the raccoon and bird that she asked him for a month ago. Ryan got a toolbench and a turtle, and a Leapfrog toy. They both got toy guitars, and Addie also got a My Little Pony set and some Handy Manny tools (since the toolbench was her brother’s). They played all morning, then we ate breakfast casserole. Addie put a bite in her mouth and said, "This is good, Mama", then actually chewed it and ended up spitting it out because it was yucky. She had oatmeal instead. Well, and banana bread. Both kids are huge fans of that! We loaded up and headed up to Bryan to Aunt Sherry’s house, where the extended family gathers Christmas afternoon. Sherry’s house is really nice, but not set up very well for babies (she has two teenagers), so we were constantly running after Ryan as he attempted to climp up the metal spiral staircase or pull breakable ornaments off the tree. He was a super-grouch with a snotty nose, so I know he didn’t feel good. Addie was really good, and LOVED the "jumpaline" that was outside. It was really cold, but all the kids played outside most of the day. Addie and Ryan both crawled around on the trampoline a lot. Later, two little girls, 4 and 6, arrived and basically fought over who got to hold Addie’s hand ( or pick her up). I led the three of them on several "adventures" through the forest, and they all had a wonderful time making up stories as we hiked along.
"It's my perfect raccoon I always wanted in the whole world."
Dollhouse that Santa brought
"Sharing" the Handy Manny tools
Addie and Ryan on the "jumpaline" - look at the static!
Addie was not extremely amused by the fact that her new friends thought she was a life-size posable doll. They were very sweet little girls though.
Addison and Aunt Sherry on the four wheeler
I was starting to get really sick too by this point. Stuffy head, painful headaches, and runny nose. By the end of the evening, we were all tired, so we packed up and headed home. Ryan began screaming after the first 5 minutes, and didn’t stop for the next 40 minutes straight, so we made an unscheduled stop at Matt’s parents’ farm to unload the kids and rest our eardrums. I think Matt was this close to just leaving them there! We stayed for an hour, fed the kids and let them play, gave them a bath, then loaded them back up in PJs in the car at 8 oclock, which was bedtime. They both conked out within 10 minutes.
I was starting to get really sick too by this point. Stuffy head, painful headaches, and runny nose. By the end of the evening, we were all tired, so we packed up and headed home. Ryan began screaming after the first 5 minutes, and didn’t stop for the next 40 minutes straight, so we made an unscheduled stop at Matt’s parents’ farm to unload the kids and rest our eardrums. I think Matt was this close to just leaving them there! We stayed for an hour, fed the kids and let them play, gave them a bath, then loaded them back up in PJs in the car at 8 oclock, which was bedtime. They both conked out within 10 minutes.
Overall, it was a low-key Christmas – very different from the last few years, but I’m really glad we were able to let the kids set the pace instead of creating plans and forcing ourselves to stick with them. I know in a couple more years the kids will be up for anything and everything, and they will also be able to reason and understand consequences of their behavior, so we have plenty of time for more "exciting" Christmases.
I have been sick since then, but am finally hopefully on the mend. I guess it’ s just a cold. I woke up with a horrible earache two nights ago and battled it with Sudafed and Exedrin, and luckily it subsided. Ryan still has a gross nose, but Addie seems better, and Matt is better too. We have completely and utterly lazed around this weekend. It’s cold outside and none of us have felt great and we just needed some downtime.
On Tuesday, my mom, sis, and niece are coming for a couple of days, and then my friend Kate and her husband Ryan and daughter Emilyn are coming. We are thrilled with all of our guests, because after the past week of sickness and extreme grouchiness, company will be a nice distraction for us and the kids.
I have Addison’s big-girl room all done, but I’m waiting to take pictures because a little elf told me that I might be getting an accessory or two to complete it. I will promise to post pictures by the end of the week. Oh, and Ryan ended up spilling green paint all over Addie’s floor, bag, and some clothes. In the 5 seconds it took for me to use a screwdriver (in the room), he stood up on a crushed box, reached the small tub of paint, and slowly poured it all out on the carpet. I shrieked, called for Matt to remove the children, and got on the phone to Sherwin Williams to ask them how to get the paint out. They said keep it wet, then use water and a shop vac to suck it up. Luckily we borrowed Thomas and Jamie Cumming’s shop vac later that day and every bit of the paint came up. I was so afraid we were going to have a permanent green splotch on the floor that would become a part of family lore. All we lost was one pair of red tights - the paint had dried before I noticed and it was too late to clean them.
Hope you guys all had good Christmases!
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Spa report and family stuff
The spa weekend was amazing! I don't think I've had three days with absolutely no responsibilities, obligations, or schedules since I was a baby! I slept when I wanted, ate when I wanted, lounged around the rest of the time, and enjoyed good company with Matt's two sisters and his mom. I always like spending time with them, because they know so much more about the family. I don't know if girls are more observant, or if some things are more important to girls, or what. For instance, Matt's Aunt Cindy's real name is Mary Hope (I think? I might have gotten it mixed up). Her older brother came in and wanted to call her Cindy because Hurricane Cindy was in the Gulf at the time she was born. When I asked Matt about it, he was surprised and had never heard that story.
We went to the Hill County Hyatt in San Antonio. They had excellent food and the spa was very luxurious. We went into San Antonio one afternoon and ate great Mexican food, then wandered around downtown and rode the boat on the Riverwalk. Most of the rest of our time was spent laying around the spa in big thick robes. I got my hair highlighted in the salon, and got a spa manicure and pedicure and a facial. The time just drifted away as we drank flavored teas and took steamy showers. It was lovely.
Matt drove Addie up to Dallas the same day I left so she could have some one-on-one time with Grammie (my mom). They had lots of adventures together doing fun Christmas outings and activities. Matt had Ryan alone from Friday to Monday, when he picked Addie up again. He and Ryan did really well together. They went to the electronics store, had BBQ lunch together, and probably wrestled a lot on the floor. Matt said Ryan was really good, and I know how blessed I am to have a husband who is able and very willing to take responsibility for the kids. He was more than happy to do it!
Addie can sing so many Christmas carols already. She's got the Christmas story down and loves to see all the Natvitiy scenes in the yards as we drive around town. Ok, she likes the Santa on a motorcycle and snowman on the seesaws too. We'll probably drive around looking at lights next week, right before Christmas. Addison plays "Santa and his sleigh" a lot with her animals and the laundry basket. Lately, a big huge stuffed lion we have is "Santa", and he appears in my face asking in a low voice, "What do you want for Christmas, little Mommy?" Addie then tells me not to be afraid and to sit on the lion's, excuse me, Santa's lap to tell him what I want. Ryan is mostly just happy running around after her and screaming a lot. He dances around and around in circles and claps while he "sings", and he has discovered throwing. It's not wild, crazy throwing - he'll just pick up a toy, look at it and examine it, and then fling it as hard as he can. Usually it's stuffed animals, but last night it was my pots and pans, so that game ended quickly. He is also the climbiest baby ever. He crawls all the way up the bunk bed now (he'd been up on the ladder a lot, but couldn't get all the way up), so the ladder had to be unscrewed. And he can climb onto my bed, but has no sense of edges or balance, so when I let him try to be up there, he immediately stood up and toppled backwards. I caught him luckily, but he is too little to be up there with any sort of judgement. I don't remember if Addie was more careful of edges, or if she just didn't climb up when she was still so young. He carries the stool all over the house and sets it by counters, couches, and doors, so he can stand up and see what he can be naughty with. Overall he's still a good baby - not as active as some boys are, but there are definite boy tendencies showing through. He takes his socks off whenever he can and loves to carry his cup of milk around. His new favorite game is dancing in a circle with Addie and I holding his hands singing Ring Around the Rosy and all falling down. His words right now are: Casey, DaDa, Bah (ball and bear), Num, Uh Oh, Thanks, and he's started saying Papoo, which is what the kids call Matt's Dad. Oh, and he says, "Ho Ho Ho" and "There it/he/she is!" when he hides and peeks out at us, or when we hide and peek out at him.
We're doing Christmas at the farm with Matt's family this weekend. I have most of my shopping done, but haven't wrapped anything yet. I love wrapping presents! I'm also working on finally finishing Addie's room. It is entirely painted and the chair rail is up. The furniture is moved to where we want it, and I've started putting the ladybug decals up on the walls, but I'm waiting to get the shelves put up so I can see how to arrange things on the walls. Today I'm painting some of the shelves, and I still need to repaint her "Addison" letters (I'm taking another picture of them so I can remember how they looked with her nursery stuff). I want to have it all done before Christmas.
Addie is loving all the Christmas shows that have been on lately. She has seen Rudolph many times and loves it, and can sing all of Frosty the Snowman. I still need to bake my banana bread and I might make a pumpkin pie for this weekend.
That's it for now, folks!
We went to the Hill County Hyatt in San Antonio. They had excellent food and the spa was very luxurious. We went into San Antonio one afternoon and ate great Mexican food, then wandered around downtown and rode the boat on the Riverwalk. Most of the rest of our time was spent laying around the spa in big thick robes. I got my hair highlighted in the salon, and got a spa manicure and pedicure and a facial. The time just drifted away as we drank flavored teas and took steamy showers. It was lovely.
Matt drove Addie up to Dallas the same day I left so she could have some one-on-one time with Grammie (my mom). They had lots of adventures together doing fun Christmas outings and activities. Matt had Ryan alone from Friday to Monday, when he picked Addie up again. He and Ryan did really well together. They went to the electronics store, had BBQ lunch together, and probably wrestled a lot on the floor. Matt said Ryan was really good, and I know how blessed I am to have a husband who is able and very willing to take responsibility for the kids. He was more than happy to do it!
Addie can sing so many Christmas carols already. She's got the Christmas story down and loves to see all the Natvitiy scenes in the yards as we drive around town. Ok, she likes the Santa on a motorcycle and snowman on the seesaws too. We'll probably drive around looking at lights next week, right before Christmas. Addison plays "Santa and his sleigh" a lot with her animals and the laundry basket. Lately, a big huge stuffed lion we have is "Santa", and he appears in my face asking in a low voice, "What do you want for Christmas, little Mommy?" Addie then tells me not to be afraid and to sit on the lion's, excuse me, Santa's lap to tell him what I want. Ryan is mostly just happy running around after her and screaming a lot. He dances around and around in circles and claps while he "sings", and he has discovered throwing. It's not wild, crazy throwing - he'll just pick up a toy, look at it and examine it, and then fling it as hard as he can. Usually it's stuffed animals, but last night it was my pots and pans, so that game ended quickly. He is also the climbiest baby ever. He crawls all the way up the bunk bed now (he'd been up on the ladder a lot, but couldn't get all the way up), so the ladder had to be unscrewed. And he can climb onto my bed, but has no sense of edges or balance, so when I let him try to be up there, he immediately stood up and toppled backwards. I caught him luckily, but he is too little to be up there with any sort of judgement. I don't remember if Addie was more careful of edges, or if she just didn't climb up when she was still so young. He carries the stool all over the house and sets it by counters, couches, and doors, so he can stand up and see what he can be naughty with. Overall he's still a good baby - not as active as some boys are, but there are definite boy tendencies showing through. He takes his socks off whenever he can and loves to carry his cup of milk around. His new favorite game is dancing in a circle with Addie and I holding his hands singing Ring Around the Rosy and all falling down. His words right now are: Casey, DaDa, Bah (ball and bear), Num, Uh Oh, Thanks, and he's started saying Papoo, which is what the kids call Matt's Dad. Oh, and he says, "Ho Ho Ho" and "There it/he/she is!" when he hides and peeks out at us, or when we hide and peek out at him.
We're doing Christmas at the farm with Matt's family this weekend. I have most of my shopping done, but haven't wrapped anything yet. I love wrapping presents! I'm also working on finally finishing Addie's room. It is entirely painted and the chair rail is up. The furniture is moved to where we want it, and I've started putting the ladybug decals up on the walls, but I'm waiting to get the shelves put up so I can see how to arrange things on the walls. Today I'm painting some of the shelves, and I still need to repaint her "Addison" letters (I'm taking another picture of them so I can remember how they looked with her nursery stuff). I want to have it all done before Christmas.
Addie is loving all the Christmas shows that have been on lately. She has seen Rudolph many times and loves it, and can sing all of Frosty the Snowman. I still need to bake my banana bread and I might make a pumpkin pie for this weekend.
That's it for now, folks!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
First Annual Santa Success!
We went to our shopping center's Christmas Festival, and it was sort of a letdown because they didn't have any activities going on this year. Last year, they had a petting zoo, tons of craft stations, free Christmas bears, a train, etc. This year, there were two violinists wandering and just the pictures with Santa.
We parked right by Santa, and Addison watched him from the car. I even had talked with her about bringing her pig blanket with her, since she looked at the photo from two years ago and saw the blanket on her lap with Santa. She thought that sounded like a good idea, but when we got out of the car, she said she didn't need it if I would sit with her. I told her that was a great idea, and picked her up and walked quickly to the sleigh. She started clenching and burying her face in my coat, but I climbed onto the sleigh and sat down.
She hid her face and didn't want to look, at first, but then she raised her head to smile at Matt and the lady taking pictures, and slowly started to answer some questions I asked her: "What do you want Santa to bring you?" She mumbled into my coat, but I said she needed to sit up so Santa could hear her, and she sneaked glances at him, told him what she wanted, and hid again. She did manage to get out her list: A raccoon, a birdie, and a turtle for baby. And she said she had been good for Mommy and Daddy. And then we got some pictures! And no crying! Yay!! I was so proud of her!
We parked right by Santa, and Addison watched him from the car. I even had talked with her about bringing her pig blanket with her, since she looked at the photo from two years ago and saw the blanket on her lap with Santa. She thought that sounded like a good idea, but when we got out of the car, she said she didn't need it if I would sit with her. I told her that was a great idea, and picked her up and walked quickly to the sleigh. She started clenching and burying her face in my coat, but I climbed onto the sleigh and sat down.
She hid her face and didn't want to look, at first, but then she raised her head to smile at Matt and the lady taking pictures, and slowly started to answer some questions I asked her: "What do you want Santa to bring you?" She mumbled into my coat, but I said she needed to sit up so Santa could hear her, and she sneaked glances at him, told him what she wanted, and hid again. She did manage to get out her list: A raccoon, a birdie, and a turtle for baby. And she said she had been good for Mommy and Daddy. And then we got some pictures! And no crying! Yay!! I was so proud of her!
Santa Fail, part 3
Our neighborhood HOA put together a breakfast with Santa this morning at the clubhouse. We have been trying for at least a month to talk about Santa, getting pictures, telling him what you want for Christmas, etc. I have pretended to be Santa and tried to ask every question he might ask, like how old are you? What's your name? Have you been good? Have you been nice to your brother? Addison was really into it this year, with answers to every question and a clear idea of what she wanted to ask Santa for - a raccoon and a birdie and a turtle for Baby. She was so excited about going to eat pancakes with Santa, and we got dressed in Christmas outfits this morning all ready to go. I talked and talked about it, and our friend Amber was taking the pictures with Santa, so I though Addie would be even more comfortable. We got there and ate pancakes and had a sip of cocoa, and Addie's friend Finley from swimming lessons was there too. The girls ran around and played, and Addie made a Christmas card, and then the time came to see Santa. The brakes came on, the terror showed up on her little face and she absolutely, refused to see him. She didn't want to look at him, to wave at him, to peek around the corner at him - nothing. Finely went to see Santa, and her other friend Serenity went to see Santa. I even told Addison I was going to take Ryan to see Santa, thinking she might as least tag along and watch from afar, but she did not want to go in the same room. So I took Ryan, who was happy and cheerful, and gently sat him on Santa's lap. He immediately screamed and cried, and I laughed. They got pictures (which I am about to go pick up) of him screaming, and I'm sure they are hilarious. But we didn't even get close to anything with Addison. This afternoon is another Christmas festival with free Santa pictures. Maybe we'll have better luck, but I seriously doubt it. Oh well, I tried.
Ryan in a good mood
Addie and Finley
First annual Screaming Ryan Santa Photo
Here's the link to Santa Fail part 1 and 2 (in photos).
Ryan in a good mood
Addie and Finley
First annual Screaming Ryan Santa Photo
Here's the link to Santa Fail part 1 and 2 (in photos).
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