Thursday, April 03, 2014

life list: ride a gondola

Hubby had a work meeting in Vegas this week and we decided to capitalize on that. We went out on Saturday for a few days of kid-free leisure. We stayed at the Encore, which was just as nice as the Wynn. There was some napping, some tv watching, some reading by the pool. We also stuffed ourselves with good food and wandered around the strip. Went to the wax museum. Saw David Spade--Kevin Farley was one of his opening acts. All three guys were quite funny. And saw the phenomenal Elton John. So, so good.

And we squeezed in a gondola ride at the Venetian. Yea! We had a real Italian scoot us around and sing lovely songs to us. It appears I'm on a Life List roll. Who would have thought?

Monday, March 24, 2014

life list: pay off student loans

Y'all. I'm studen loan free. I could have paid them off awhile ago but the interst is so low my financially-brained husband convinced me to let them linger. But they got low enough that I thought, "That's it. I'm paying them off this year." Weee! And it's well before I start paying for college for the next generation.

Next up? The house. Just kidding.

Monday, February 10, 2014


One thing I never really expected out of this whole motherhood gig is how my amount of empathy would increase exponentially. It's crazy. Someone gets bad medical news? I immediately think of her kids. And how she must be feeling (also probably thinking about her kids). And I think of my kids and how much the whole situation just sucks. I cry at Olympics commercials. When that girl coasts over to her mom and hugs her? And they put their foreheads together? Gah. And I go to school plays and see those kids up there? And I'm just so. freakin'. proud. And I don't know a single one of them. But they're amazing and they're someone's kid and I think what they're doing is just awesome. Everyone is suddenly just a person. Who was once a baby. Who still is someone's baby. I hope people look at my kids that way. Honestly, we should look at everyone like this--it lets you cut people more slack and be happier for them and realize that we're all just people who have come a long way but still have a ways to go.

Friday, January 31, 2014

18 months

Buns! A year and a half! You are my favorite son ever. I'm surprised I haven't suffocated you with snuggles. I'm not sure if it's because you let me more than your sister did at this age or because you're a boy or because you're the baby. Whatever. I'm taking full advantage.

So other than super cuddly, what are you like at 18 months? You still have a really deep voice but you say words now! Some are pretty clear to others but some only I understand. Off the top of my head: Mommy, Daddy, doggie, plane, nudie, no, bye bye, cheese, all done, help, armie (for arm), book, Maggie (garbled), Daisy, Tessa, milk, mummy (for gummy), and Scarlett (it varies but kind of like "Carleh"). I know I'm forgetting some. You can tell me what sounds most animals make. You know what we're saying now and respond to commands. You know some body parts.

You still love water and baths. You really love reading these days. You were a little slower to get on board with books than your sister but you certainly are there now. When I take your (size 6) shoes and socks off, you giggle, giggle, giggle. You like music (especially "Shapoopie" from The Music Man) and dance to it. You adore technology. You'll watch some TV with your sister but you usually get bored and start playing with toys, which is preferable. You like to climb on things and go to the park. You LOVE walks with Maggie. You don't dislike diaper changes and getting dressed as much. But you do still hate having your nails trimmed. You don't prefer Daddy quite as much anymore--it's closer to being even.

You still want to be held a lot. You're super sweet and terribly cute. You are mostly really happy and smile and laugh a lot. But you have the red hair so you anger easily. You know, red hair and you're a TODDLER.

You're a relatively good eater. We weened you off the bottle right after your birthday. (And we got rid of the paci, too!) You primarily use sippy cups but sometimes straws. Regular cups = mess. You're on cow's milk, and we luckily had no problems there. You still love baby food squeeze packs. Other favorites: gummies, yogurt, yogurt raisins, cheese, soft meats, grapes. You're getting pretty good at utensils although you do still like to eat with your hands.

Sleep is a struggle. You're still sleeping in your crib and down to one nap a day. Apparently you go down easily at school but it's harder at home and the grandparents'. You go to sleep easier in a grown-up bed. Night time varies but usually you cry. You have some stamina, and it makes Mommy a little crazy. Sometimes you sleep through the night but sometimes you wake up and cry. We're trying to work on getting you to soothe yourself. When you wake up in the morning (too early), you usually cry until we come get you. I don't know why you don't wake up happy. I'm certainly glad that's something we outgrow prior to adulthood.

You are super mobile. You walk and run and climb. You go up and down the stairs much more easily these days.

Nothing regarding potty training. I have no idea how we're going to start that with a boy. I guess we have awhile still.

Your 18-month pediatrician's visit isn't until next week so I'll update then. You are a skinny minny, though. Way more so than your sister. I'll be interested to see your stats since the last time we went in you were sick. Update: Yes, you're a confirmed skinny minny. Height=32.5" (56.5%), Weight=24lb 6.1oz (29th%).

Goodness, Buns. I just love you so much. You're my sweetie boy. I can't believe you're halfway through the second year. Things are getting easier on me as a parent, and it's awesome to see you two interact. Y'all are the best. I'm glad I get to be your Mommy.

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

three years

Chicken, last week you turned 3 years old. How did that happen? It's been a pretty good year. Mommy is finally getting the hang of parenting two children so things are less stressful around here.

What are you like? Well, you can do pretty much most things physically. Walk, run, climb stairs, climb up the "rock wall" of the playground equipment, climb onto all sorts of things, walk backwards, march, dance, jump, stand on one leg. You don't yet ride the tricycle, pump your legs while swinging, or have a good grasp on kicking balls.

You continue to grow taller. We don't have your annual doctor's appointment until next week and I'll update things then. (Update: Weight=32 lb 11.2 oz or 70th%, Height= 38" or 65th%.) Your hair is perfectly highlighted blonde (natural, of course). It still curls up at the end. You had your second haircut recently but it's still super long. It gets all ratty and tangled underneath but we've figured out how to (mostly) painlessly handle that. You like braids sometimes, ponytails, pigtails, hair clips. Still have wonderful eye lashes. You have pretty teeth and got that last one this year. You wear size 8 shoes.

Speaking of, you love shoes. But not just any shoes. You enjoy dressing up in high heels. You like your flip flops so much that it was a battle to get you out of them once the weather turned cooler. Your favorite pair of shoes are purple dress shoes. You also have some sparkly silver ones you like. I can't get you into any that I like, even though you said you'd wear them when we bought them. You also love jewelry, and you now have some beads to make your own. And you still wear dresses EVERY DAY. You just started to fit into the smallest dresses I have from when I was a little girl (that my dad's mother made for me). It makes me super happy to see you in them. You still love pink and purple. Definitely a girly girl.

You love your brother. And are mostly a Mommy's girl. You love reading, water, the iPad, more reading, going to the park, playing with dolls, your play kitchen. You mostly enjoy school. Over the summer you graduated from your old class to Pre-K 3. There was a ceremony and everything. You have gotten into princesses big time. You love watching all the movies over and over. And listening to the stories in my car. And reading about them. And watching the movies. And watching the movies some more. I think your favorite songs are probably the ones from "Beauty and the Beast" and "Little Mermaid." You saw your first movie just within the last month--"Frozen." You did great and made it almost the entire way before needing to potty. With your birthday money, you made your very first purchase--an Elsa dress-up dress. I also took you to see The Nutcracker this year. Did great there, too. I was so excited to be doing something like that with you!

You are an ok eater. You love snacks and sometimes just want to eat those. Favorites are probably gummies, yogurt raisins, cheese, and fruit.

You were done potty training about a third of the way into this year. You eventually moved into underpants at night, too (during the second half of the year). You can successfully wake up, go potty, and put yourself back to bed. It's awesome.

Your sleeping still varies. We have excellent periods and then not-so-good ones. It seems like you usually go to bed without crying but sometimes try to prolong bedtime. Lately, you have been staying in bed all night and even waking up at a reasonable hour. Knock on wood. We shoot for an 8:30 bedtime but it's usually between then and 9. You get up somewhere around 7:15. We moved you to a big girl bed within the last month (a twin bed). You handled it well. This also meant your room got a little mini makeover. I've enjoyed that part but it is bittersweet to see you getting so big.

You are super chatty. You hold full-on conversations. I was reading something the other day that said "your three-year-old may be making 4-word sentences." Um, yeeeaaaah. Four. I can't remember the last time you just said four words in a row. You're so smart. You know your ABCs and can count to who knows what. You get going and then insert "eleventeen" and suddenly you're at 20.

To celebrate your birthday proper, we continued the tradition of going to your grandparents' house for dinner, cake, and presents. You were much happier this year compared to last. Then we had your big party the next day. You wanted a pink party. Just pink. No noun to follow. It was relatively low-key and I think we all had a good time. You kids played well together without a ton of supervision. It was nice.

Overall, you're pretty awesome. You have a ton of empathy. You see how I treat your brother and you treat other people like that when they're hurt or sad. You're mostly well behaved. You did run away from me in Goodwill the other day and we had to have a come to Jesus meetin'. That was the first time you had done that. You do still pitch fits sometimes and sometimes fight with your brother. You're not perfect but I think you're pretty close considering you're three. Crazy. Happy belated birthday, Chicken. Looking forward to the next year.