I can't believe that we have just 3 days left in the year. I've been miserable about blogging regularly, which I think I noted at the end of last year. Last week with the kids was fun. I'm off until January 2nd, so we have today and 3 more days together before work begins again.
The kids got a lot of great things from Santa, but unfortunately this year was Mia's year to freak out and refuse to sit on the old man's lap. Oh well, maybe next year when she 'gets it' a bit more. Kieran's favorite present so far this year seems to be his Snap Circuits Jr kit. Mia's loving her LeapPad and Ariel doll.
My favorite present is spending time with the kids - and a working oven.
Yesterday, Kieran wanted a little extra time with me so we went to see Frozen. Kieran declared he thought it was too sad (same as Wreck-It Ralph) and he would not want it on DVD when it came out. I really enjoyed it and think Mia will like it too. Something that struck me (spoilers ahead) was that this is Disney's very first self-rescuing princess. I read a few reviews and was surprised that none of the reviewers noted this (granted its a spoiler, but still). This movie focused almost exclusively on the relationship between two sisters, their familial love and striving to do the right thing. I did not miss any 'big' villain (though their villain left a major plot hole I am willing to overlook because it's a kids movie), and am kinda sad that Kieran felt it's overall story was too sad for him (but I do get it). It was good to get out and do something just the two of us. After the movie we talked about different kinds of powers we would want to have. Kieran wants to be able to talk to the animals, I want tropical powers (Create beaches and be warm).
If I haven't said so recently, Happy Holidays to you. I hope you're having fun wherever you are.
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Monday, November 25, 2013
Musings on a Lovely Little Weekend
So much is still going on, I don't know why I ever thought they might slow down. Crazy, I guess. This past weekend was really quite nice. On Saturday, Ken took Kieran to the Carrie Murray Nature Center. This is where Kieran will be having his birthday party this year and, instead of presents, he's asking people to donate to the Center instead. We've got a gofundme page set up for him, so he can give them a check at his party. We're up to $235 already.
Kieran does not know it yet, but Ken and I have gotten him tickets for the Wild Kratts Live event in Pennsylvania in February. Going to be VERY hard to keep this one quiet until his birthday - but I am doing my best.
Anyway - the event on Saturday was for people to come and take photos of the birds they have (owls, raptors, a turkey and turkey vulture). At the bottom of this post are some of the pictures that Ken took, Kieran's will be posted soon as well.
After that, Mia had her first haircut. Of course, we took no photos of that. She LOVED it and told me this morning that she liked her haircut from Ms. Annie. After her haircut we had lunch, she napped and then we all went down to the inner harbor to watch Santa's arrival. Mia freaked out and I had to take her home before Santa got there, but just barely.
Sunday I took Mia swimming (Kieran was not feeling well) and then I ran out while the kids stayed home with Ken. Shopping by myself is usually a pleasure but it was packed at the stores on Saturday. People (like me) were probably freaking out about how close to Hanukkah it is. I managed to grab a few small gifts for the kids and sneak them into the house for Wednesday night's festivities.
But the real fun came after I got home. Ken was sitting on the floor and the kids kept piling on top of him and giggling. Mia would jump on him, then jump off and declare "Kieran's turn!" and Kieran would immediately jump on Ken and then step back so Mia could have another turn. They did this off and on for an hour. Afterwards, we're on the sofa snuggling and Kieran invites Mia to come over and snuggle with him. She does and the two of them lay quietly together for all of 2 minutes while watching a movie. It was so sweet. I know our time is limited with this type of connectedness, but I relish it while it lasts.
Kieran does not know it yet, but Ken and I have gotten him tickets for the Wild Kratts Live event in Pennsylvania in February. Going to be VERY hard to keep this one quiet until his birthday - but I am doing my best.
Anyway - the event on Saturday was for people to come and take photos of the birds they have (owls, raptors, a turkey and turkey vulture). At the bottom of this post are some of the pictures that Ken took, Kieran's will be posted soon as well.
After that, Mia had her first haircut. Of course, we took no photos of that. She LOVED it and told me this morning that she liked her haircut from Ms. Annie. After her haircut we had lunch, she napped and then we all went down to the inner harbor to watch Santa's arrival. Mia freaked out and I had to take her home before Santa got there, but just barely.
Sunday I took Mia swimming (Kieran was not feeling well) and then I ran out while the kids stayed home with Ken. Shopping by myself is usually a pleasure but it was packed at the stores on Saturday. People (like me) were probably freaking out about how close to Hanukkah it is. I managed to grab a few small gifts for the kids and sneak them into the house for Wednesday night's festivities.
But the real fun came after I got home. Ken was sitting on the floor and the kids kept piling on top of him and giggling. Mia would jump on him, then jump off and declare "Kieran's turn!" and Kieran would immediately jump on Ken and then step back so Mia could have another turn. They did this off and on for an hour. Afterwards, we're on the sofa snuggling and Kieran invites Mia to come over and snuggle with him. She does and the two of them lay quietly together for all of 2 minutes while watching a movie. It was so sweet. I know our time is limited with this type of connectedness, but I relish it while it lasts.
Thursday, November 14, 2013
And Another Two Weeks Have Gone By
In which I haven't blogged. I thought things were slowing down and they are, somewhat. I still have a lot of little things to do, but nothing like before.
Kids are good, though Amelia has a cold and continues to wake up at night a lot. I spoke with one of my co-workers who has a daughter Mia's age. He said his daughter also is waking up a lot - because she's starting to make connections about being alone, having dreams, shadows bothering her. His daughter, however, shares a room with her older sister and so wakes up her parents less. Though Kieran sleeps like I do (that is to say, like a rock most of the time) I would not want him to have to share a room with his sister.
So, for now, we suffer. I know in the future I'll look back on these times with fondness (or wonder - as in "I wonder how I remained awake after sitting with her for 3 hours in the dead of night?") because right now - they need us. It's nice to be needed.
Kieran and I have tomorrow off and we're going to visit the place we want to hold his birthday party. If all goes well, we'll get his fundraising site posted tomorrow as well. Looking forward to just some me-and-Kieran time.
OK gotta get back to it. Love to all, will try and blog again soon.
Kids are good, though Amelia has a cold and continues to wake up at night a lot. I spoke with one of my co-workers who has a daughter Mia's age. He said his daughter also is waking up a lot - because she's starting to make connections about being alone, having dreams, shadows bothering her. His daughter, however, shares a room with her older sister and so wakes up her parents less. Though Kieran sleeps like I do (that is to say, like a rock most of the time) I would not want him to have to share a room with his sister.
So, for now, we suffer. I know in the future I'll look back on these times with fondness (or wonder - as in "I wonder how I remained awake after sitting with her for 3 hours in the dead of night?") because right now - they need us. It's nice to be needed.
Kieran and I have tomorrow off and we're going to visit the place we want to hold his birthday party. If all goes well, we'll get his fundraising site posted tomorrow as well. Looking forward to just some me-and-Kieran time.
OK gotta get back to it. Love to all, will try and blog again soon.
Monday, October 28, 2013
The End of ToDoo
Amelia began saying Kieran's name this past weekend. Before now, she's called him "ToDoo". It's been sweet, but Kieran was unhappy that she couldn't say his name. Then, on Saturday we're at the park and Kieran had run ahead. I called out his name to have him stop and Mia parroted me.
"Kieran!" she called
"Kieran, she said your name!" I said.
He stopped in his tracks, a huge smile lit up his face.
"Did you hear her?" I asked.
"No." he replied.
"Mia, say 'Kieran'"
And she did. She still occasionally calls him "ToDoo" but it's mostly "Kieran" now. He's pretty excited and so are we. It means she's going to be able to verbalize even more. Sadly, "NO" is still very common from her. But, she'll learn because half the time she says that to me, I reply with "I wasn't asking."
On a personal note, my grandmother fought her move tooth and nail. When I got to her place on Wednesday she was very upset and demanding to see the President of the retirement community. Screamed that 'You can't make me move!,' and 'I'll move out of here before I leave my apartment.'. It was fun (and by fun I mean it was completely un-fun). Then the President came in and somehow had her say it was OK to 'try it'. I sat with her while she groused about the whole thing and mom, Bob and my brother supervised the movers and hung pictures.
After an hour or so, she said she wanted to go see it - the new place. We got up there and most of her furniture was in, and pictures were being hung. She was so relived to see it all there, she nearly began crying. She says she really likes the smaller place now. So far, so good. She's been asking about her old apartment saying "There's nothing really left up there, is there?" To which we all just say "You're right, nearly nothing left." which is complete bollocks. While I am amazed at how much we fit into the new place, there is still an impressive amount of furniture left - including 90% of her dining room and most of her den.
One last story and then back to it for me - at dinner last night Kieran looked at me and said "Hey lady - how about a tall glass of water, please?". He's becoming quite the little Lothario.
Love to all blog again soon.
"Kieran!" she called
"Kieran, she said your name!" I said.
He stopped in his tracks, a huge smile lit up his face.
"Did you hear her?" I asked.
"No." he replied.
"Mia, say 'Kieran'"
And she did. She still occasionally calls him "ToDoo" but it's mostly "Kieran" now. He's pretty excited and so are we. It means she's going to be able to verbalize even more. Sadly, "NO" is still very common from her. But, she'll learn because half the time she says that to me, I reply with "I wasn't asking."
On a personal note, my grandmother fought her move tooth and nail. When I got to her place on Wednesday she was very upset and demanding to see the President of the retirement community. Screamed that 'You can't make me move!,' and 'I'll move out of here before I leave my apartment.'. It was fun (and by fun I mean it was completely un-fun). Then the President came in and somehow had her say it was OK to 'try it'. I sat with her while she groused about the whole thing and mom, Bob and my brother supervised the movers and hung pictures.
After an hour or so, she said she wanted to go see it - the new place. We got up there and most of her furniture was in, and pictures were being hung. She was so relived to see it all there, she nearly began crying. She says she really likes the smaller place now. So far, so good. She's been asking about her old apartment saying "There's nothing really left up there, is there?" To which we all just say "You're right, nearly nothing left." which is complete bollocks. While I am amazed at how much we fit into the new place, there is still an impressive amount of furniture left - including 90% of her dining room and most of her den.
One last story and then back to it for me - at dinner last night Kieran looked at me and said "Hey lady - how about a tall glass of water, please?". He's becoming quite the little Lothario.
Love to all blog again soon.
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Backpacking and Monkeys
It's been a long time since I've written. The craziness has taken over and right now I am beside myself with anxiety and panic. Less to do with the kids than commitments I've made on my time. It will ease up after this coming weekend and, for that, I'm very thankful.
Ken took Kieran on his very first backpacking trip. We had scheduled the weekend a while back, and then the shutdown threw a curveball because Ken's first choice of forest was closed. Plan B got cut because they did not allow campfires, so... the good news is that the shutdown ended just before their trip and the boys had a great time. Here are a few photos Ken took of their trip. Kieran still had a great time even though it poured down rain, they had to ford a stream and mud on their final day. He's looking forward to his next trip.
Amelia and I had some fun together while the boys were out. She got very focused on "monkeys" because we chatted with my mom on Friday on the way home. She told Mia "Bye Monkey!" and Amelia just fastened onto that thought. She's been very monkey-centric ever since. She found a sock monkey stuffed animal her Grandma gave her and has been carrying it around, and she has to have it before going to bed at night. She continues to talk about 'bye monkey' and likes to make monkey noises. I have added a bunch of monkey-related items to her holiday wishlist.
She's also saying her own name and having a good time with her swim lessons. She's still very "Monkey see, Monkey do" around Kieran (which I have said with great frequency, usually to get Kieran to not climb on something because his sister will be right behind him). He's still doting on her but I see the frustration starting to come through as well. Ah, sibling junk.
Because of his love of animals, Kieran had asked if we could have his party somewhere with animals. I found a nature center that allows birthday parties (and has an indoor space, a rare thing in a nature center). This particular one they bring out 5 animals for 45 minutes of your 3 hour time. Talking with Ken about it, I suggested that we talk with Kieran about forgoing birthday presents in favor of asking his friends to make a donation to the center, which is trying to raise money for an exercise cage for injured animals. He barely hesitated before saying (enthusiastically) YES. Really proud of him for making that decision.
So, the final chapter here is about me, you can skip it if you like, I won't be offended. Remember how I said I was crazy? Yeah, so work is insane right now with a lot of projects and balls in the air. On top of that and just trying to be sure we have dinner each night and whatnot, I've been volunteering with a Halloween party, i don't have a ton to do - promotions, mostly - but remembering to do it is hard and I want to be sure it's a successful event. On top of those two things, my grandmother - who is 95 - has to move (she needs more help and has to move to a more assisted living area, she's in independent living at her retirement community now). When they told her about the move (which happens tomorrow) she said "Oh, I'll talk with my family." Mom and I don't think she really understands that she has no choice and will be moved tomorrow. We're in for a rough time - all of us -as she's going to be super-pissed and we're going to have to deal with moving her into a smaller place.
OK there's more but my mind is mush and I want to go get Kieran from school. Love to all, blog again... eventually.
Ken took Kieran on his very first backpacking trip. We had scheduled the weekend a while back, and then the shutdown threw a curveball because Ken's first choice of forest was closed. Plan B got cut because they did not allow campfires, so... the good news is that the shutdown ended just before their trip and the boys had a great time. Here are a few photos Ken took of their trip. Kieran still had a great time even though it poured down rain, they had to ford a stream and mud on their final day. He's looking forward to his next trip.
Amelia and I had some fun together while the boys were out. She got very focused on "monkeys" because we chatted with my mom on Friday on the way home. She told Mia "Bye Monkey!" and Amelia just fastened onto that thought. She's been very monkey-centric ever since. She found a sock monkey stuffed animal her Grandma gave her and has been carrying it around, and she has to have it before going to bed at night. She continues to talk about 'bye monkey' and likes to make monkey noises. I have added a bunch of monkey-related items to her holiday wishlist.
She's also saying her own name and having a good time with her swim lessons. She's still very "Monkey see, Monkey do" around Kieran (which I have said with great frequency, usually to get Kieran to not climb on something because his sister will be right behind him). He's still doting on her but I see the frustration starting to come through as well. Ah, sibling junk.
Because of his love of animals, Kieran had asked if we could have his party somewhere with animals. I found a nature center that allows birthday parties (and has an indoor space, a rare thing in a nature center). This particular one they bring out 5 animals for 45 minutes of your 3 hour time. Talking with Ken about it, I suggested that we talk with Kieran about forgoing birthday presents in favor of asking his friends to make a donation to the center, which is trying to raise money for an exercise cage for injured animals. He barely hesitated before saying (enthusiastically) YES. Really proud of him for making that decision.
So, the final chapter here is about me, you can skip it if you like, I won't be offended. Remember how I said I was crazy? Yeah, so work is insane right now with a lot of projects and balls in the air. On top of that and just trying to be sure we have dinner each night and whatnot, I've been volunteering with a Halloween party, i don't have a ton to do - promotions, mostly - but remembering to do it is hard and I want to be sure it's a successful event. On top of those two things, my grandmother - who is 95 - has to move (she needs more help and has to move to a more assisted living area, she's in independent living at her retirement community now). When they told her about the move (which happens tomorrow) she said "Oh, I'll talk with my family." Mom and I don't think she really understands that she has no choice and will be moved tomorrow. We're in for a rough time - all of us -as she's going to be super-pissed and we're going to have to deal with moving her into a smaller place.
OK there's more but my mind is mush and I want to go get Kieran from school. Love to all, blog again... eventually.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Friday, August 23, 2013
Quick Kieran Stories
A variety of stories, all of which happened yesterday or today.
Yesterday was Sneak a Peek at Your Seat night at Kieran's school. It's a great event, the kids get to see their friends, meet their teacher, see their new classroom, locker, etc. Kieran's new teacher seems great and I'm excited for the new year. He, however, made us go in and out of her classroom no less than 4 times while he waited for his best friend, Tobin to arrive. Luckily, his teacher doesn't have them sitting next to each other.
On our walk back from that, Kieran and I were talking about eating too much and gaining weight. He suggested that I'd have another baby in my belly from that. I told him no, that his dad and I are done having kids. He looked at me, disappointed. When I asked him about it, he said he'd like to us to have five kids (I did not ask if that was five more or just five total). Why five? He shrugged and said "Then, I'd always have someone to play with."
As if seeing his new classroom was not enough excitement, Ken got to take Kieran to the Ravens preseason last night against North Carolina. They had a good time, but the funniest part was Kieran looking over the program for the game. He came to a page that had the Ravens cheerleaders on one side and a woman in a bikini on the other. He stopped, did a double-take and then smiled and pointed for his dad to see. When asked why he liked it, he could not articulate an answer. Yeah, our boy is growing up.
Finally, this morning on the way to his last day of karate camp for the summer, Kieran and I were playing our alphabet game. I started this when he was learning his letters as a way for his to play in the car. You spot a a letter and then move on to the next. This morning, Kieran wanted to make it more challenging so instead of just spotting the letter you had to spot a thing (or an emotion) that began with the letter (ex. A = arrows, b = bushes, bus, c= cars, etc). We got to X and Kieran suggested that we allow ourselves to spot something that contains the letter instead of something that starts with it. I agreed and told him I saw he was "excited" about camp today. I said I didn't think we'd see any x-ray machines or xylophones on our way to camp. Then he said it would be strange to see a xylophone on the side of the road. Or one that was a car. I asked if it would make noise/music any time you went over a bump. This made him laugh. "Oh mom," he said, "you crack me up."
It's what I do, kiddo.
Yesterday was Sneak a Peek at Your Seat night at Kieran's school. It's a great event, the kids get to see their friends, meet their teacher, see their new classroom, locker, etc. Kieran's new teacher seems great and I'm excited for the new year. He, however, made us go in and out of her classroom no less than 4 times while he waited for his best friend, Tobin to arrive. Luckily, his teacher doesn't have them sitting next to each other.
On our walk back from that, Kieran and I were talking about eating too much and gaining weight. He suggested that I'd have another baby in my belly from that. I told him no, that his dad and I are done having kids. He looked at me, disappointed. When I asked him about it, he said he'd like to us to have five kids (I did not ask if that was five more or just five total). Why five? He shrugged and said "Then, I'd always have someone to play with."
As if seeing his new classroom was not enough excitement, Ken got to take Kieran to the Ravens preseason last night against North Carolina. They had a good time, but the funniest part was Kieran looking over the program for the game. He came to a page that had the Ravens cheerleaders on one side and a woman in a bikini on the other. He stopped, did a double-take and then smiled and pointed for his dad to see. When asked why he liked it, he could not articulate an answer. Yeah, our boy is growing up.
Finally, this morning on the way to his last day of karate camp for the summer, Kieran and I were playing our alphabet game. I started this when he was learning his letters as a way for his to play in the car. You spot a a letter and then move on to the next. This morning, Kieran wanted to make it more challenging so instead of just spotting the letter you had to spot a thing (or an emotion) that began with the letter (ex. A = arrows, b = bushes, bus, c= cars, etc). We got to X and Kieran suggested that we allow ourselves to spot something that contains the letter instead of something that starts with it. I agreed and told him I saw he was "excited" about camp today. I said I didn't think we'd see any x-ray machines or xylophones on our way to camp. Then he said it would be strange to see a xylophone on the side of the road. Or one that was a car. I asked if it would make noise/music any time you went over a bump. This made him laugh. "Oh mom," he said, "you crack me up."
It's what I do, kiddo.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Vacation, at Last and Other Stories
We finally took a (very small) vacation this summer. Went to Hersheypark. I don't think I have been since I was 10 or younger. Ken had never been (and was not thrilled about the idea of going to a park that was dedicated to sweets). The kids had a BLAST. Though we got delayed in getting there because of traffic, we spent an amazing 7 hours at the park. Amelia loved the carousel (which she rode at least 4 times) but hated the water park. Kieran and I waited in line for one of the big waterslides for about 45 minutes and loved every minute of it while we poured/shot water on those below us (or got shot/dumped on from those above us). Kieran rode the Comet coaster and a bunch of smaller rides with his sister (and some without her or us, which I think he loved). He is still wearing his "Reese's" bracelet, that identified how tall he is and which rides he could ride. I think if it ever falls off (or requires to be cut off) he is going to be devastated.
Ken and I had fun and learned a few things from this trip. I think we'd go again next year (time and money allowing) and do it differently.
In the meantime, we've done something crazy and gotten a foster dog. Chewy (formerly Armand) needed a short-term foster to be rescued from the local shelter. He's nothing but skin and bones and has been very sweet. He has Lyme's disease (which is treatable and not communicable to us or Devin). Devin is enjoying having another dog to play with. The cats have not forgiven Ken. I'm not sure they ever will. He's a good dog, but I am definitely looking forward to him moving on to either a long-term foster or his forever home (we've been "shopping" him around the neighborhood) as two dogs is just too much for me. Thankfully, Ken agreed to take on all the dog walks while Chewy is around.
And now various stories....
Yesterday the dogs had been playing (loudly) and Ken told them "Enough!". They quieted down and laid down. Ken went to use the bathroom and while he was gone the dogs started playing again. I let them play as they were fine but it escalated a bit (aka got noisy) and just as I stood up to tell them to "Knock it off," Ken came back in the room. They both settled very quickly and looked at Ken as if to say "I don't know what she's talking about. We've just been sitting here quietly this whole time." Ken and I could not stop laughing at how the dogs really thought they had pulled one over on him.
Then this morning, I was changing Amelia for daycare. I had her diaper off and was trying to get her new one on when she got up and ran into her closet giggling. I don't care if she goes bare butt for awhile but I saw her straining as if to poop. Quickly I grabbed her and ran to Kieran's room (where the bathroom is) and put her on the toilet. Immediately she says "All done potty." I told her no and to sit there for a few minutes longer. Then I smell poop. I look in the toilet - no poop. Then, I look down. *sigh* She missed the toilet by about 2 steps and I stepped into it. Had to clean her, the floor and carpet as well as my shoes. Got all that done, got her and Kieran downstairs where I started packing Kieran up to go. Then, right as Ken left to walk the dogs one last time, she looks at me and says "Poo," which typically means she's just gone. Sure enough, she pooped again in her fresh pull-up. I will be very happy when potty training is done.
Yesterday evening I took Kieran to the park to play with some of his friends (there was a concert in the park and most kids/parents from his school hang there). He brought a pin for his friend, Gracie. He gave it to her and then quickly ran away. I think our boy may have a small crush. Anyway, after playing for about an hour, it was time for Gracie to head home. First she told her dad she'd sleep in the park, then she insisted that Kieran was going to come and sleep over. Kieran was good with the idea but her dad (and I) were not. He was pretty angry by the time we got home but eventually apologized to me. His sass level has increased quite a bit and I let him know that he's got to work on the back-talk he gives me (and other adults). It is OK for him to tell me he's too angry to talk, but it's not OK for him to backtalk me. He promises to work on it. I guess it's better than his hitting/kicking/biting.
That's all, blog again sometime....
Ken and I had fun and learned a few things from this trip. I think we'd go again next year (time and money allowing) and do it differently.
In the meantime, we've done something crazy and gotten a foster dog. Chewy (formerly Armand) needed a short-term foster to be rescued from the local shelter. He's nothing but skin and bones and has been very sweet. He has Lyme's disease (which is treatable and not communicable to us or Devin). Devin is enjoying having another dog to play with. The cats have not forgiven Ken. I'm not sure they ever will. He's a good dog, but I am definitely looking forward to him moving on to either a long-term foster or his forever home (we've been "shopping" him around the neighborhood) as two dogs is just too much for me. Thankfully, Ken agreed to take on all the dog walks while Chewy is around.
And now various stories....
Yesterday the dogs had been playing (loudly) and Ken told them "Enough!". They quieted down and laid down. Ken went to use the bathroom and while he was gone the dogs started playing again. I let them play as they were fine but it escalated a bit (aka got noisy) and just as I stood up to tell them to "Knock it off," Ken came back in the room. They both settled very quickly and looked at Ken as if to say "I don't know what she's talking about. We've just been sitting here quietly this whole time." Ken and I could not stop laughing at how the dogs really thought they had pulled one over on him.
Then this morning, I was changing Amelia for daycare. I had her diaper off and was trying to get her new one on when she got up and ran into her closet giggling. I don't care if she goes bare butt for awhile but I saw her straining as if to poop. Quickly I grabbed her and ran to Kieran's room (where the bathroom is) and put her on the toilet. Immediately she says "All done potty." I told her no and to sit there for a few minutes longer. Then I smell poop. I look in the toilet - no poop. Then, I look down. *sigh* She missed the toilet by about 2 steps and I stepped into it. Had to clean her, the floor and carpet as well as my shoes. Got all that done, got her and Kieran downstairs where I started packing Kieran up to go. Then, right as Ken left to walk the dogs one last time, she looks at me and says "Poo," which typically means she's just gone. Sure enough, she pooped again in her fresh pull-up. I will be very happy when potty training is done.
Yesterday evening I took Kieran to the park to play with some of his friends (there was a concert in the park and most kids/parents from his school hang there). He brought a pin for his friend, Gracie. He gave it to her and then quickly ran away. I think our boy may have a small crush. Anyway, after playing for about an hour, it was time for Gracie to head home. First she told her dad she'd sleep in the park, then she insisted that Kieran was going to come and sleep over. Kieran was good with the idea but her dad (and I) were not. He was pretty angry by the time we got home but eventually apologized to me. His sass level has increased quite a bit and I let him know that he's got to work on the back-talk he gives me (and other adults). It is OK for him to tell me he's too angry to talk, but it's not OK for him to backtalk me. He promises to work on it. I guess it's better than his hitting/kicking/biting.
That's all, blog again sometime....
Wednesday, August 07, 2013
Quick Update
Not a whole lot to report. Amelia had been sleeping very poorly and in the morning told Ken "neck hurt". After two days of that we took her to the doctor (yes she cried that entire visit as well). Doctor did a quick Strep test but found nothing. Said maybe she was getting over something and that was what was causing all the sleep issues. While there, Ken saw a black spot on the back of her upper front teeth that both he and the doctor could not get off. 'Oh crap!' we thought 'cavity!'.
Took her to the dentist (she complained/cried most of that visit too, but not as loudly as the doctor's office), thankfully no cavity. But at least it did get us to recognize we had not been brushing her teeth as we should have. That problem is solved.
Kieran has been doing well at camp these past few weeks, but as school draw closer I can tell it gets harder for him to keep it together as he is super-excited to see his friends again. We went to a friend's birthday party last weekend and the funniest part of that was that one of his friends that he hasn't seen all summer, Tobin, was spotted by Amelia. She got crazy-excited, ran over to him and gave him a huge hug. Kieran was pretty much ignored by her from that point forward during the party. Pretty funny - but it just goes to show that we'll have to keep a close eye on Kieran's friends around Mia as she gets older (and her too, as I think she may now have her first crush).
OK back to it. Love to all, blog again eventually.
Took her to the dentist (she complained/cried most of that visit too, but not as loudly as the doctor's office), thankfully no cavity. But at least it did get us to recognize we had not been brushing her teeth as we should have. That problem is solved.
Kieran has been doing well at camp these past few weeks, but as school draw closer I can tell it gets harder for him to keep it together as he is super-excited to see his friends again. We went to a friend's birthday party last weekend and the funniest part of that was that one of his friends that he hasn't seen all summer, Tobin, was spotted by Amelia. She got crazy-excited, ran over to him and gave him a huge hug. Kieran was pretty much ignored by her from that point forward during the party. Pretty funny - but it just goes to show that we'll have to keep a close eye on Kieran's friends around Mia as she gets older (and her too, as I think she may now have her first crush).
OK back to it. Love to all, blog again eventually.
Saturday, July 27, 2013
A Good Week
Kieran finally had one full good week at camp. He even tried for his belt test (they pre-test the day before) and was told he was not ready. He was OK and did not blow his stack. There was one incident where he kissed another camper (a boy) who got into his personal space. Said Kieran "I thought it would be funny." It was kiddo. Not only because you kissed this boy but also because the counselor who witnessed it went to the owner of the camp and said "I don't know what to say here."
Ms. Jen did great. She commended Kieran for keeping his cool but reminded him that it is best to keep our germs to ourselves. I still think it's funny and reminds me of the time that his cousin, Zack also kissed a classmate (I think he was in Kindergarten). I don't even remember why though I want to say it was a "kiss and make up" thought, but I could be wrong.
Amelia is too much into everything. Hard to keep up with her energy, into-everything-ness and defiance. She does want to try and potty train - asks to go on the potty but does nothing. I was going back through our blog and realized that Kieran started this way too. So, perhaps, in a year's time we'll be done with diapers. I'd say we'd save money at that point but she eats us like a fiend now, I don't expect that to let up as she grows.
Kieran is getting chased by girls and Ken and I got our first "EEEEEEEEEEEEEWW!" from him when we kissed the other day. (Which is funny because we kiss goodbye almost every morning in front of him). So, I think I'm going to need advice soon on having a talk about why girls are trying to kiss him and whatnot. He already asked why all the girls chase him, I said maybe they like him or maybe they just like running. I suggested that maybe he let himself be caught. He did not like that idea.
Today we had a great day celebrating my dad and Uncle Gary's birthday at a bowling alley. It was funny - the kids were all on one lane (we had a total of 6 kids bowling) by the end of our 2 hours they were down to 2 - just Kieran and Zack. The rest went to play in the arcade. Kieran started the day by my old method of throwing the ball in between his legs but finished by actually bowling. I was really impressed that he took to it and kept at it even though he did not have a great start to the day. Amelia had everyone there admiring her loving nature as she went from person to person giving kisses and hugs, getting tickled. When Eve and Sofia came in, she went right to them and asked to be picked up again and again. Though we have not seen them often she went straight for them and enjoyed hanging with 'the girls'. Tonight I am beat, but happy. Kids had a good time, I had a good time, no one shed any blood (well, maybe Becca but that doesn't count because she wasn't there), and everyone napped (except me). That's all for now folks, gotta get Amelia to bed. Love to all, blog again eventually.
Ms. Jen did great. She commended Kieran for keeping his cool but reminded him that it is best to keep our germs to ourselves. I still think it's funny and reminds me of the time that his cousin, Zack also kissed a classmate (I think he was in Kindergarten). I don't even remember why though I want to say it was a "kiss and make up" thought, but I could be wrong.
Amelia is too much into everything. Hard to keep up with her energy, into-everything-ness and defiance. She does want to try and potty train - asks to go on the potty but does nothing. I was going back through our blog and realized that Kieran started this way too. So, perhaps, in a year's time we'll be done with diapers. I'd say we'd save money at that point but she eats us like a fiend now, I don't expect that to let up as she grows.
Kieran is getting chased by girls and Ken and I got our first "EEEEEEEEEEEEEWW!" from him when we kissed the other day. (Which is funny because we kiss goodbye almost every morning in front of him). So, I think I'm going to need advice soon on having a talk about why girls are trying to kiss him and whatnot. He already asked why all the girls chase him, I said maybe they like him or maybe they just like running. I suggested that maybe he let himself be caught. He did not like that idea.
Today we had a great day celebrating my dad and Uncle Gary's birthday at a bowling alley. It was funny - the kids were all on one lane (we had a total of 6 kids bowling) by the end of our 2 hours they were down to 2 - just Kieran and Zack. The rest went to play in the arcade. Kieran started the day by my old method of throwing the ball in between his legs but finished by actually bowling. I was really impressed that he took to it and kept at it even though he did not have a great start to the day. Amelia had everyone there admiring her loving nature as she went from person to person giving kisses and hugs, getting tickled. When Eve and Sofia came in, she went right to them and asked to be picked up again and again. Though we have not seen them often she went straight for them and enjoyed hanging with 'the girls'. Tonight I am beat, but happy. Kids had a good time, I had a good time, no one shed any blood (well, maybe Becca but that doesn't count because she wasn't there), and everyone napped (except me). That's all for now folks, gotta get Amelia to bed. Love to all, blog again eventually.
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Mia and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Checkup
OK, I don't mean that the doctor found anything wrong. So for those who were freaking out from the title, you can stop now.
No, I mean that after she was measured (standing up against the wall!) and weighed (standing up on the scale!) we went into the doctor's office. The nurse came over to measure her head circumference. And this set my girl off. She screamed and cried. The ENTIRE visit. It was hard to even hear the doctor over her crying.
She is doing fine, she's hitting all the right developmental milestones. She's got at least 20-25 words in her vocabulary, she's putting 2-3 words together, she can stack blocks, she can climb and go down stairs. All the things they look for. The sobbing stopped entirely by the time I hit the elevator. I don't know if she remembered the shots she got last time (no shots this time) or if she was grumpy from waking up early from her nap. Whatever it was, she was done when we left.
Her stats are relatively unchanged. 50th percentile for weight, 25th percentile for height and 5th percentile for head circumference.
She is also starting to ask to go to the potty so I am tentatively excited about the prospect of not needing diapers in another 6 months. But, I don't want to jinx it and she only goes to the bathroom on the potty every 3rd or 4th time so....we'll see.
That's all for now. Thanks for reading!
No, I mean that after she was measured (standing up against the wall!) and weighed (standing up on the scale!) we went into the doctor's office. The nurse came over to measure her head circumference. And this set my girl off. She screamed and cried. The ENTIRE visit. It was hard to even hear the doctor over her crying.
She is doing fine, she's hitting all the right developmental milestones. She's got at least 20-25 words in her vocabulary, she's putting 2-3 words together, she can stack blocks, she can climb and go down stairs. All the things they look for. The sobbing stopped entirely by the time I hit the elevator. I don't know if she remembered the shots she got last time (no shots this time) or if she was grumpy from waking up early from her nap. Whatever it was, she was done when we left.
Her stats are relatively unchanged. 50th percentile for weight, 25th percentile for height and 5th percentile for head circumference.
She is also starting to ask to go to the potty so I am tentatively excited about the prospect of not needing diapers in another 6 months. But, I don't want to jinx it and she only goes to the bathroom on the potty every 3rd or 4th time so....we'll see.
That's all for now. Thanks for reading!
Tuesday, July 09, 2013
Where Does the Time Go?
Grandma came to visit this past weekend and both kids had a blast. Kieran actually managed a semi-good day at camp on Monday (though his listening left a lot to be desired, he kept his hands to himself). As usual, Grandma spoiled the kids rotten. Mia stayed up until 9, Kieran until 10. Watching movies, walking around and going shopping (Grandma's favorite past time).
At dinner last night, Kieran asked us why Grandma likes to shop so much. It was a very good observation, and I was quiet a moment and let Ken answer (after all, it's his mom). So he explained that when Grandma was growing up, she didn't get a lot of new things. When Kieran asked why her parents did not get her anything Ken explained that her dad was not around. We then explained that Grandma's mom didn't have the money to do a lot of shopping and that she just wasn't very nice. Kieran thought about it a bit and then we changed the subject. I think it is funny what he 'gets' and what he doesn't. In some ways he is such a kid still - loves stuffed animals (had Grandma buy him 2) and in others he's getting to be so grown-up. Like noticing what people do.
Amelia, on the other hand, is simply joyful. She typically wakes up happy (though she doesn't go to bed the same way). Her speech is getting clearer by the day. This morning, Ken went to the gym and I got up when Mia did. We're sitting downstairs watching Sesame Street when Ken walked in. "Hi Daddy!" she exclaimed. It was clear as day. And it's obvious to me that she is making a real effort to be understood. I vaguely remember this stage with Kieran, when he understood a lot of words and some of what he would say to me would come out garbled (to me). I'm watching her and noticing that she's starting to get frustrated when I don't understand right away what she's trying to tell me. Kieran was much the same way (though his temper is a lot shorter than hers - more like me, sadly).
So, sitting here this morning, in the aftermath of a whirlwind weekend I'm left wondering - where did the time go? Kieran is 6.5 (don't you dare forget the half!) and Amelia is 2. Seems like just yesterday it was only me and Ken bumping around. In some ways I can barely remember what life was like before the kids. In others it seems that not a ton has changed, just gotten a lot better. Really looking forward to the rest of this ride.
At dinner last night, Kieran asked us why Grandma likes to shop so much. It was a very good observation, and I was quiet a moment and let Ken answer (after all, it's his mom). So he explained that when Grandma was growing up, she didn't get a lot of new things. When Kieran asked why her parents did not get her anything Ken explained that her dad was not around. We then explained that Grandma's mom didn't have the money to do a lot of shopping and that she just wasn't very nice. Kieran thought about it a bit and then we changed the subject. I think it is funny what he 'gets' and what he doesn't. In some ways he is such a kid still - loves stuffed animals (had Grandma buy him 2) and in others he's getting to be so grown-up. Like noticing what people do.
Amelia, on the other hand, is simply joyful. She typically wakes up happy (though she doesn't go to bed the same way). Her speech is getting clearer by the day. This morning, Ken went to the gym and I got up when Mia did. We're sitting downstairs watching Sesame Street when Ken walked in. "Hi Daddy!" she exclaimed. It was clear as day. And it's obvious to me that she is making a real effort to be understood. I vaguely remember this stage with Kieran, when he understood a lot of words and some of what he would say to me would come out garbled (to me). I'm watching her and noticing that she's starting to get frustrated when I don't understand right away what she's trying to tell me. Kieran was much the same way (though his temper is a lot shorter than hers - more like me, sadly).
So, sitting here this morning, in the aftermath of a whirlwind weekend I'm left wondering - where did the time go? Kieran is 6.5 (don't you dare forget the half!) and Amelia is 2. Seems like just yesterday it was only me and Ken bumping around. In some ways I can barely remember what life was like before the kids. In others it seems that not a ton has changed, just gotten a lot better. Really looking forward to the rest of this ride.
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Happy (a few days late) 2nd Birthday Amelia
See? This is what happens when you're a second child. Sorry, kiddo, but you know that mom typically tells it like it is.
OK, this is more like what happens when your mom has a lot of craziness going on during the week and is only able to blog on the weekend while you're napping. By the way - keep up the whole napping thing. As long as you can. When you're a grown up, you start to miss it. Oh, and I get a lot done while you nap.
So, we did a small celebration at my mom's house before your actual birthday. On Thursday when you turned 2, you, me and Kieran all got to eat cake. Which was nice. Kieran made sure we sang to you (several times) and then you began singing to your cake. Right now when you see cake, you start saying "Happy...!" like you're going to begin the song. Seriously cute.
Anyway, I have no amazing wisdom to drop down from above. Just know that we all adore you, even Kieran who sometimes doesn't like what you do or gets annoyed by you. The cats have tolerated your attempts at petting quite well and your love of music is still strong.
This weekend with just you, me and your brother is fun. So far you two have been wonderful. Let me get the errands out of the way so that now all we have to do is play. The only thing I ask for your birthday is a little more sleeping in time. While your dad is gone, I set my alarm to 4:45 am. This is not an hour that my eyes should see, mind you. On Friday you did not even let me sleep that late. Today I managed a whole 15 minutes (enough time to shower and dress) before you awoke at 5. I guess, for now, I'll take it. But can you start imitating your brother and sleep in now and again?
That's all for now, my little girl. Happy second birthday.
OK, this is more like what happens when your mom has a lot of craziness going on during the week and is only able to blog on the weekend while you're napping. By the way - keep up the whole napping thing. As long as you can. When you're a grown up, you start to miss it. Oh, and I get a lot done while you nap.
So, we did a small celebration at my mom's house before your actual birthday. On Thursday when you turned 2, you, me and Kieran all got to eat cake. Which was nice. Kieran made sure we sang to you (several times) and then you began singing to your cake. Right now when you see cake, you start saying "Happy...!" like you're going to begin the song. Seriously cute.
Anyway, I have no amazing wisdom to drop down from above. Just know that we all adore you, even Kieran who sometimes doesn't like what you do or gets annoyed by you. The cats have tolerated your attempts at petting quite well and your love of music is still strong.
This weekend with just you, me and your brother is fun. So far you two have been wonderful. Let me get the errands out of the way so that now all we have to do is play. The only thing I ask for your birthday is a little more sleeping in time. While your dad is gone, I set my alarm to 4:45 am. This is not an hour that my eyes should see, mind you. On Friday you did not even let me sleep that late. Today I managed a whole 15 minutes (enough time to shower and dress) before you awoke at 5. I guess, for now, I'll take it. But can you start imitating your brother and sleep in now and again?
That's all for now, my little girl. Happy second birthday.
Monday, June 17, 2013
Magical Memory
I wanted to commit this memory to the blog before it faded too much. The weekend was wonderful celebrating Father's Day but really, my best day was Friday.
Kieran came to the office with me and was angelic. Did not complain or get upset for having to sit for 8 hours while I worked. We dropped off and picked up Amelia without incident. Ken got home just a tad bit before us and we all went for a walk after dinner since it was so nice outside. We stopped and got cat food and on the way back home walked past a new ice cream shop that opened about a block from our house.
They were having a kids night. Kieran begged for us to stay, even suggesting he'd give up going to the fireworks later that night (it was Flag Day) at Fort McHenry. We stayed for an hour or so when I told him it was time to go. I offered to still let him go to the fireworks which he was excited about. So, after talking with Ken, grabbing a few things from the house, Kieran and I set out. (Mia had already gone to bed by the time we'd gotten back from the ice cream shop)
We walked halfway there and waited for the bus to take us the rest of the way. The sun was setting and the fireflies started to come out. Kieran's been addicted to Wild Kratts and they had an episode on fireflies, so he's all about it. I taught him the trick to catching them (bring your hand up from underneath, not from the sides). We got on the bus and all he could talk about was the fireflies.
After we arrived at the Fort, I high-tailed it over to find a good spot, worried the fireworks would begin any minute. Luckily, I found a nice spot near a small batch of trees that provided excellent grounds for lightning bug catching. Kieran had a very smart plan and brought along a hat that lit up so I knew where he was in the dark. I let him wander pretty far away to go play and catch lightning bugs. Then, when the fireworks started, I showed him that if he laid down and looked at the sky, the fireworks would seem like they were coming right at him. He loved that too.
It was pretty late by the time we trudged back to the bus, but Kieran was nearly wired for sound (so was I). He'd had an amazing day - more excited by the bugs than the fireworks. The whole evening was just so magical. No fighting, no fussing - just enjoying each other's company and watching him have a blast.
Kieran came to the office with me and was angelic. Did not complain or get upset for having to sit for 8 hours while I worked. We dropped off and picked up Amelia without incident. Ken got home just a tad bit before us and we all went for a walk after dinner since it was so nice outside. We stopped and got cat food and on the way back home walked past a new ice cream shop that opened about a block from our house.
They were having a kids night. Kieran begged for us to stay, even suggesting he'd give up going to the fireworks later that night (it was Flag Day) at Fort McHenry. We stayed for an hour or so when I told him it was time to go. I offered to still let him go to the fireworks which he was excited about. So, after talking with Ken, grabbing a few things from the house, Kieran and I set out. (Mia had already gone to bed by the time we'd gotten back from the ice cream shop)
We walked halfway there and waited for the bus to take us the rest of the way. The sun was setting and the fireflies started to come out. Kieran's been addicted to Wild Kratts and they had an episode on fireflies, so he's all about it. I taught him the trick to catching them (bring your hand up from underneath, not from the sides). We got on the bus and all he could talk about was the fireflies.
After we arrived at the Fort, I high-tailed it over to find a good spot, worried the fireworks would begin any minute. Luckily, I found a nice spot near a small batch of trees that provided excellent grounds for lightning bug catching. Kieran had a very smart plan and brought along a hat that lit up so I knew where he was in the dark. I let him wander pretty far away to go play and catch lightning bugs. Then, when the fireworks started, I showed him that if he laid down and looked at the sky, the fireworks would seem like they were coming right at him. He loved that too.
It was pretty late by the time we trudged back to the bus, but Kieran was nearly wired for sound (so was I). He'd had an amazing day - more excited by the bugs than the fireworks. The whole evening was just so magical. No fighting, no fussing - just enjoying each other's company and watching him have a blast.
Thursday, June 06, 2013
The Bully and The Tooth
So my post yesterday was prophetic in a way, since there was a LOT of action with Kieran.
He lost his first tooth at school. They gave him a certificate, made sure it was in a bag and he got a sticker. He was the first one in his class to lose a tooth. He's very proud. So proud, in fact, that he required me to write a note to the tooth fairy apologizing, but saying he wanted to keep his tooth to remember. The tooth fairy thought that was a very nice thing, so she gave him $5. Hey, it's a first tooth.
After school, as many of you know, Kieran goes to an aftercare program called Fitness Fun and Games. He'd been having a lot of trouble keeping his hands to himself and showing off his martial arts skills (inciting others to not keep their hands to themselves) but that had mostly gone after a new director took over.
There is another after-care program that runs from the recreational center attached to the school. Yesterday on the playground one of the rec center kids came over to where Kieran and his friends were playing. This kid began stating that while "everybody else likes Gracie, I don't." (Gracie is one of Kieran's best friends) Kieran and his friends walked away but this kid followed them and then started saying "Stop following me." but Kieran retorted "You're following us." It sounds like the kid came over and bothered them off and on for awhile. Finally, the kid was looking at the friends and said "I could beat you and you and you.." pointing at each one. Kieran got up and basically told him to prove it, because he did not think that the kid could beat him.
The director told me she had to 'pull Kieran off' the other kid. She was not angry about the incident, stating that if someone had bothered her that much she'd probably react in a similar manner. After talking with Kieran about it the only thing I asked he do differently next time is to talk to an adult. He did everything else right. He tried ignoring the kid, he tried walking away, and finally he stood up for himself. He said he blocked the other boy's kicks and was able to kick him (from the description it was a front kick about waist high on the other boy).
Kieran originally told me the other boy 'started it' but while talking with me, he realized that he was the one who began the physical confrontation, however, I'm not entirely sure I blame him for the way he reacted. He had done everything (mostly) we asked of him and he was really just trying to get the kid to leave him and his friends alone.
The director has promised to keep an eye out for this kid and asked Kieran to come find her or another adult if that kid bothers him again.
He lost his first tooth at school. They gave him a certificate, made sure it was in a bag and he got a sticker. He was the first one in his class to lose a tooth. He's very proud. So proud, in fact, that he required me to write a note to the tooth fairy apologizing, but saying he wanted to keep his tooth to remember. The tooth fairy thought that was a very nice thing, so she gave him $5. Hey, it's a first tooth.
After school, as many of you know, Kieran goes to an aftercare program called Fitness Fun and Games. He'd been having a lot of trouble keeping his hands to himself and showing off his martial arts skills (inciting others to not keep their hands to themselves) but that had mostly gone after a new director took over.
There is another after-care program that runs from the recreational center attached to the school. Yesterday on the playground one of the rec center kids came over to where Kieran and his friends were playing. This kid began stating that while "everybody else likes Gracie, I don't." (Gracie is one of Kieran's best friends) Kieran and his friends walked away but this kid followed them and then started saying "Stop following me." but Kieran retorted "You're following us." It sounds like the kid came over and bothered them off and on for awhile. Finally, the kid was looking at the friends and said "I could beat you and you and you.." pointing at each one. Kieran got up and basically told him to prove it, because he did not think that the kid could beat him.
The director told me she had to 'pull Kieran off' the other kid. She was not angry about the incident, stating that if someone had bothered her that much she'd probably react in a similar manner. After talking with Kieran about it the only thing I asked he do differently next time is to talk to an adult. He did everything else right. He tried ignoring the kid, he tried walking away, and finally he stood up for himself. He said he blocked the other boy's kicks and was able to kick him (from the description it was a front kick about waist high on the other boy).
Kieran originally told me the other boy 'started it' but while talking with me, he realized that he was the one who began the physical confrontation, however, I'm not entirely sure I blame him for the way he reacted. He had done everything (mostly) we asked of him and he was really just trying to get the kid to leave him and his friends alone.
The director has promised to keep an eye out for this kid and asked Kieran to come find her or another adult if that kid bothers him again.
Wednesday, June 05, 2013
A Break in the Action
We've been going non-stop since February with activity after activity. From tournaments in March to a piano recital this past weekend. Kieran has been crazy busy and when we're not at his activities we're enjoying the benefits of living downtown - walking to the Science Center, enjoying the Urban Beach days (DJ, toys for the kids, food trucks, etc), festivals, and whatever else we can find to entertain ourselves (for FREE) on the weekends.
This weekend is the first in a looooong time that we have no real planned activities. Kieran has a baseball game on Saturday and Kendo on Sunday but there is no tournament, recital or family event to attend. I am hopeful this means we can get some of the house cleaned up since my mother-in-law is coming in a few weeks and the house is a complete disaster. Mostly that means picking up things and putting them away, recycling the five tons of paper we have from Kieran's worksheets from this school year and general cleaning. Oh, and giving the dog a bath. DEFINITELY giving the dog a bath.
Not much is new since my last post. Amelia is surprisingly slow at talking. She's got a lot of words but only recently started putting a few words together (Mommy, sit! Up, please!). I admit we've been bad about forcing her to use her words and Kieran just wants to help so he gets what she wants when she points or uses only one word. Now that I realize it, we'll fix that. I expect that she'll be quite talkative once she's got it down.
Her birthday is at the end of the month and I still don't know what I'm going to do. Ken will be out of town on her actual birthday and the weekend after that most folk are out of town for the fourth of July holiday. Don't know if I'll need to do two parties (one when Ken is here and one when he's out) or if we'll forge forward with the 6th knowing most folk won't make it. But I have to figure that out pretty quickly.
Kieran is looking forward to summer camp and we've got to get him set up quick too. I think he needs new shoes and possibly some swimsuits. I need to have him try those on this weekend. Hm. My weekend isn't looking so 'free' anymore...
After this weekend we have another crazy busy one next weekend, one more 'restful' weekend before true summer craziness sets in.
But I don't know that I'd trade the craziness of being busy for having nothing to do. While it can be frustrating to not have the time to get things done around the house, it is wonderful to be able to enjoy time with the family each and every weekend.
This weekend is the first in a looooong time that we have no real planned activities. Kieran has a baseball game on Saturday and Kendo on Sunday but there is no tournament, recital or family event to attend. I am hopeful this means we can get some of the house cleaned up since my mother-in-law is coming in a few weeks and the house is a complete disaster. Mostly that means picking up things and putting them away, recycling the five tons of paper we have from Kieran's worksheets from this school year and general cleaning. Oh, and giving the dog a bath. DEFINITELY giving the dog a bath.
Not much is new since my last post. Amelia is surprisingly slow at talking. She's got a lot of words but only recently started putting a few words together (Mommy, sit! Up, please!). I admit we've been bad about forcing her to use her words and Kieran just wants to help so he gets what she wants when she points or uses only one word. Now that I realize it, we'll fix that. I expect that she'll be quite talkative once she's got it down.
Her birthday is at the end of the month and I still don't know what I'm going to do. Ken will be out of town on her actual birthday and the weekend after that most folk are out of town for the fourth of July holiday. Don't know if I'll need to do two parties (one when Ken is here and one when he's out) or if we'll forge forward with the 6th knowing most folk won't make it. But I have to figure that out pretty quickly.
Kieran is looking forward to summer camp and we've got to get him set up quick too. I think he needs new shoes and possibly some swimsuits. I need to have him try those on this weekend. Hm. My weekend isn't looking so 'free' anymore...
After this weekend we have another crazy busy one next weekend, one more 'restful' weekend before true summer craziness sets in.
But I don't know that I'd trade the craziness of being busy for having nothing to do. While it can be frustrating to not have the time to get things done around the house, it is wonderful to be able to enjoy time with the family each and every weekend.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Endings and Beginnings
This school year is winding down for Kieran. He has 14 days left - including today. It's been a very bumpy year for all of us with Kieran's boredom and physical aggression.
Since we met with the school and implemented our new rules, it's been much better. Kieran's had majority green days (with a few yellows) and lots of 'double green' days where he gets dessert. I think I'm going to have to buy stock in Afters.
I've been trying to schedule some time to go do something either just me and Ken or me and my mom and realized that we don't have a real 'free' weekend until nearly mid-July. On the one hand it's nice to be popular and have things to do, on the other hand it is exhausting and one of the many reasons I won't have people over to my house. I hope to be able to devote some time to scrubbing down the first floor this coming long weekend. Kieran now has a "Help with Indoor Chores" magnet and I've tasked him with sweeping every night and mopping every other night (something he actually likes to do). He forgets most nights because he's home so late from Tae Kwan Do, or karate, or piano or base ball (have I mentioned being busy?). But he tries to remember, and I try to remind him.
Kieran has decided he likes to be busy. Not sure how things will change when Ken starts his new job week after next. He's had some flexibility up until now to leave early to go to Tae Kwan Do with Kieran a few days a week and then make that time up in the evenings or on weekends. We'll see how it goes with the new place.
Amelia continues to surprise me. Her hair is starting to curl - a lot - which concerns me because I didn't want her to have the hair I do, but she's still beautiful and amazing so I guess I'll deal. Her language is coming along though it's weird as I believe I've forgotten how long it takes for kids to really develop communication. She's good at small things (like saying when she's hungry or thirsty) less so at others (like asking for specific items to be handed to her). Words right now include "Book, eat, more, all done, mine, car, bye, hello, hi, Kieran, Mommy, Daddy, brother, puppy, cat, dog, Elmo, Fresh Beat, cookie". I'm sure I'm missing a few.
Her favorite person at daycare isn't there anymore (Miss Thelma) and she's looked for her a few times though Mia probably thinks she'll turn up eventually. She'll be moving to the bigger toddler room sometime next month and from there over to the two year old room.
That's about it. Like I said very busy. We'll have some new photos up soon from our time at the Art Outside event we went to last weekend and from Kieran and Ken's Tae Kwan Do yellow belt test and from Kieran's karate tournament this weekend and from our time at the Sunday Beach party.... um yeah. This is my life now. And I love it.
Since we met with the school and implemented our new rules, it's been much better. Kieran's had majority green days (with a few yellows) and lots of 'double green' days where he gets dessert. I think I'm going to have to buy stock in Afters.
I've been trying to schedule some time to go do something either just me and Ken or me and my mom and realized that we don't have a real 'free' weekend until nearly mid-July. On the one hand it's nice to be popular and have things to do, on the other hand it is exhausting and one of the many reasons I won't have people over to my house. I hope to be able to devote some time to scrubbing down the first floor this coming long weekend. Kieran now has a "Help with Indoor Chores" magnet and I've tasked him with sweeping every night and mopping every other night (something he actually likes to do). He forgets most nights because he's home so late from Tae Kwan Do, or karate, or piano or base ball (have I mentioned being busy?). But he tries to remember, and I try to remind him.
Kieran has decided he likes to be busy. Not sure how things will change when Ken starts his new job week after next. He's had some flexibility up until now to leave early to go to Tae Kwan Do with Kieran a few days a week and then make that time up in the evenings or on weekends. We'll see how it goes with the new place.
Amelia continues to surprise me. Her hair is starting to curl - a lot - which concerns me because I didn't want her to have the hair I do, but she's still beautiful and amazing so I guess I'll deal. Her language is coming along though it's weird as I believe I've forgotten how long it takes for kids to really develop communication. She's good at small things (like saying when she's hungry or thirsty) less so at others (like asking for specific items to be handed to her). Words right now include "Book, eat, more, all done, mine, car, bye, hello, hi, Kieran, Mommy, Daddy, brother, puppy, cat, dog, Elmo, Fresh Beat, cookie". I'm sure I'm missing a few.
Her favorite person at daycare isn't there anymore (Miss Thelma) and she's looked for her a few times though Mia probably thinks she'll turn up eventually. She'll be moving to the bigger toddler room sometime next month and from there over to the two year old room.
That's about it. Like I said very busy. We'll have some new photos up soon from our time at the Art Outside event we went to last weekend and from Kieran and Ken's Tae Kwan Do yellow belt test and from Kieran's karate tournament this weekend and from our time at the Sunday Beach party.... um yeah. This is my life now. And I love it.
Monday, May 13, 2013
It Gets Easier, It Gets Harder
The kids grow so quickly and sometimes things seem so much easier than they did just a year ago. Then they seem harder. Then it seems about the same.
We had a really nice weekend with family. On Saturday Kieran and Ken got haircuts (and the stylist checked Mia's hair to see if it was time to cut - I have been worried about split ends) then we got new shoes for Amelia. After that we went over to my brother's house to celebrate my mom's birthday.
The kids had a great time and Amelia and Becca bonded. Becca does not mind that her only girl cousin is 9 years younger than her. She only cares that she finally got a girl cousin. Which is awesome. Becca and Mia spent a lot of time together playing drums, running back and forth between the kitchen and the living room and laughing. Kieran and Pete are like two peas in the pod and Kieran idolizes Pete (who I think enjoys not being the youngest kid and having a cousin who looks up to him so much). They talked about science and played a lot of Wii U.
Sunday was slightly crazy. Because we didn't get grocery shopping or anything else done on Saturday, I had to run to out Sunday morning. Ken had a small amount of work he needed to do. Amelia slept VERY poorly the night before (she went to bed at 9 PM and woke up nearly every hour all night long) so she stayed home with him to get a nap. Kieran did great for me at the store (which he hates going but was told that it was Mother's Day so he HAD to behave for me), we got back, unpacked groceries, then ran out to pick up my grandmother.
We had a wonderful brunch/lunch at Roy's in Baltimore (it's becoming our go-to place for large gatherings) with all the moms (my 2 moms, grandmother, sister-in-law, and her mom - oh, and me). Because we came before dinner they did not have dessert set and after dropping my grandmother back at home we went out for dessert at Afters (a frozen yogurt place). It was a very nice way to end our mother's day festivities.
Some funny things from the weekend.
Amelia is obsessed with shoes. After trying on a pair that fit fine, we asked her if she liked the shoes. She was emphatic in her "no!" We then had her try on another pair that she did like but then she refused to let go of her previous pair of shoes. Running around with them in her hands stating "My shoes!" to anyone who would listen. We are doomed when she's older and will demand multiple pairs (right now she's got one pair, which is all she really needs).
At brunch Ken ordered a Pina Colada. Kieran asked him if he was drinking a sundae. I responded that it was not, it was an alcoholic beverage. Kieran said "That sounds good!" Um, no.
That's all for now. Blog again eventually. Hope you had a wonderful mothers day as well.
We had a really nice weekend with family. On Saturday Kieran and Ken got haircuts (and the stylist checked Mia's hair to see if it was time to cut - I have been worried about split ends) then we got new shoes for Amelia. After that we went over to my brother's house to celebrate my mom's birthday.
The kids had a great time and Amelia and Becca bonded. Becca does not mind that her only girl cousin is 9 years younger than her. She only cares that she finally got a girl cousin. Which is awesome. Becca and Mia spent a lot of time together playing drums, running back and forth between the kitchen and the living room and laughing. Kieran and Pete are like two peas in the pod and Kieran idolizes Pete (who I think enjoys not being the youngest kid and having a cousin who looks up to him so much). They talked about science and played a lot of Wii U.
Sunday was slightly crazy. Because we didn't get grocery shopping or anything else done on Saturday, I had to run to out Sunday morning. Ken had a small amount of work he needed to do. Amelia slept VERY poorly the night before (she went to bed at 9 PM and woke up nearly every hour all night long) so she stayed home with him to get a nap. Kieran did great for me at the store (which he hates going but was told that it was Mother's Day so he HAD to behave for me), we got back, unpacked groceries, then ran out to pick up my grandmother.
We had a wonderful brunch/lunch at Roy's in Baltimore (it's becoming our go-to place for large gatherings) with all the moms (my 2 moms, grandmother, sister-in-law, and her mom - oh, and me). Because we came before dinner they did not have dessert set and after dropping my grandmother back at home we went out for dessert at Afters (a frozen yogurt place). It was a very nice way to end our mother's day festivities.
Some funny things from the weekend.
Amelia is obsessed with shoes. After trying on a pair that fit fine, we asked her if she liked the shoes. She was emphatic in her "no!" We then had her try on another pair that she did like but then she refused to let go of her previous pair of shoes. Running around with them in her hands stating "My shoes!" to anyone who would listen. We are doomed when she's older and will demand multiple pairs (right now she's got one pair, which is all she really needs).
At brunch Ken ordered a Pina Colada. Kieran asked him if he was drinking a sundae. I responded that it was not, it was an alcoholic beverage. Kieran said "That sounds good!" Um, no.
That's all for now. Blog again eventually. Hope you had a wonderful mothers day as well.
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
It's Been a Long Week... and it's Tuesday
Yesterday we had the big meeting with Kieran's school about his behavior this year. It has definitely deteriorated over the past few weeks, and then his incident with the older gentleman that he kicked.
So, the psychologist thinks he's doing this for attention (I'm not sold on this theory entirely but I do get it), but also agrees he is acting from boredom, frustration, etc. The teacher will try a new tactic with him - if he gets 3 'green' days in a row (no hitting, etc) he can dip into the toy jar she has in her classroom or he can do a short karate or tae kwan do demonstration to his class.
I made sure he understood that some of the best things to show would be block drills and before he showed anyone anything he should talk about how you're not supposed to use the moves at all on anyone else (somewhat ironic coming from him, I know).
At home for every 'double green' day he has (good at school and his after-care program) he gets dessert. We're also re-focused on his magnet board with rewards at the end of the week and motivating him to do things around the house, practice his piano, etc. If he gets 34 magnets in a week, he can get into the Bag of Mystery.
I also told him that if he was on green all week he could get a book from the book fair. He's pretty excited about that as his reading has taken off to the point where he now is responsible for turning his own light off at 8:30 (we put him to bed around 8 and he gets 1/2 an hour to read to himself). He is addicted to the Diary of a Wimpy Kid books even though I know he can't really read all the words, he's doing a good job of trying.
Devin had knee surgery today. He is OK and resting now, recuperation will take 12 weeks, which will be very rough. Ken was beside himself until the vet said he was out of surgery and doing OK.
Amelia continues to amaze, she pooped on the potty once and then shunned the potty for awhile. Last night she sat on the potty before bath and peed right away (and when I told her she was going on the potty, she said "yay!"). Still not as verbal as I would like for her to be, but I know that's because we baby her so much.
OK back to work for me. Love to all, blog again eventually.
So, the psychologist thinks he's doing this for attention (I'm not sold on this theory entirely but I do get it), but also agrees he is acting from boredom, frustration, etc. The teacher will try a new tactic with him - if he gets 3 'green' days in a row (no hitting, etc) he can dip into the toy jar she has in her classroom or he can do a short karate or tae kwan do demonstration to his class.
I made sure he understood that some of the best things to show would be block drills and before he showed anyone anything he should talk about how you're not supposed to use the moves at all on anyone else (somewhat ironic coming from him, I know).
At home for every 'double green' day he has (good at school and his after-care program) he gets dessert. We're also re-focused on his magnet board with rewards at the end of the week and motivating him to do things around the house, practice his piano, etc. If he gets 34 magnets in a week, he can get into the Bag of Mystery.
I also told him that if he was on green all week he could get a book from the book fair. He's pretty excited about that as his reading has taken off to the point where he now is responsible for turning his own light off at 8:30 (we put him to bed around 8 and he gets 1/2 an hour to read to himself). He is addicted to the Diary of a Wimpy Kid books even though I know he can't really read all the words, he's doing a good job of trying.
Devin had knee surgery today. He is OK and resting now, recuperation will take 12 weeks, which will be very rough. Ken was beside himself until the vet said he was out of surgery and doing OK.
Amelia continues to amaze, she pooped on the potty once and then shunned the potty for awhile. Last night she sat on the potty before bath and peed right away (and when I told her she was going on the potty, she said "yay!"). Still not as verbal as I would like for her to be, but I know that's because we baby her so much.
OK back to work for me. Love to all, blog again eventually.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Take the Good with the Bad
And when it's bad, it's really really bad.
Kieran was OK this weekend, not great. He's been having some issues with listening (again) but overall did well. He also had a moment with another kid (who kicked him) where he lashed out instead of leaving or getting an adult. But then he played beautifully with his sister. He practiced his piano. He read books to other kids.
Then this morning, I don't know what got into him. He was fine with me though again not listening as he should have. He got dressed, brushed teeth and went potty quickly and was downstairs in a reasonable amount of time. Ken took him to school and reported all was well.
I saw on my caller ID that it was Baltimore City calling. I knew that could only be his school. He had kicked and hit (with his umbrella) an adult. Because the adult smelled bad (in Kieran's words 'he stinks'). This person did nothing to him, did not hurt him, talk to him or look at him. I'm so unbelievably disappointed in him at this moment. I really thought I had raised him better than this. At a complete loss, we'll be taking things away (again), discussing with his martial arts teachers and taking away any and all electronic devices. He's going to have this on his permanent school record, he's getting 2 days of after-school detention. I don't know why after a spate of good behavior, he's starting back up again. I'm not sure what's setting him off. All I know is that right now I want to throttle him, whup his butt - none of which I will actually do. I will keep on the path of rewards and punishment we've done before. I'll readdress (and keep up with) his magnet chart.
Beyond disappointed and trying to keep the picture of the child who protected his little sister and helped her climb up the slide over the weekend in my mind as I battle with what he's doing at school.
Kieran was OK this weekend, not great. He's been having some issues with listening (again) but overall did well. He also had a moment with another kid (who kicked him) where he lashed out instead of leaving or getting an adult. But then he played beautifully with his sister. He practiced his piano. He read books to other kids.
Then this morning, I don't know what got into him. He was fine with me though again not listening as he should have. He got dressed, brushed teeth and went potty quickly and was downstairs in a reasonable amount of time. Ken took him to school and reported all was well.
I saw on my caller ID that it was Baltimore City calling. I knew that could only be his school. He had kicked and hit (with his umbrella) an adult. Because the adult smelled bad (in Kieran's words 'he stinks'). This person did nothing to him, did not hurt him, talk to him or look at him. I'm so unbelievably disappointed in him at this moment. I really thought I had raised him better than this. At a complete loss, we'll be taking things away (again), discussing with his martial arts teachers and taking away any and all electronic devices. He's going to have this on his permanent school record, he's getting 2 days of after-school detention. I don't know why after a spate of good behavior, he's starting back up again. I'm not sure what's setting him off. All I know is that right now I want to throttle him, whup his butt - none of which I will actually do. I will keep on the path of rewards and punishment we've done before. I'll readdress (and keep up with) his magnet chart.
Beyond disappointed and trying to keep the picture of the child who protected his little sister and helped her climb up the slide over the weekend in my mind as I battle with what he's doing at school.
Monday, April 08, 2013
Bedtime Nightmares (and photos - not of the nightmares or bedtime, just photos)
Kieran's active imagination is great, except at bedtime. He tells amazing stories, but also is always thinking 'what's that noise' or 'why did the curtain move'? (The answer to the first is typically something outside and the second is usually cat-related). Most nights are great but every now and again something will upset him. He had a nightmare where someone's nose grew (not in relation to lying, just kept growing) and now he's upset by the story of Pinocchio they have been listening to/watching in music class. I told him to close his eyes, but he said the music freaks him out too. *sigh*
Amelia, on the other hand, had been doing much better. She had been sleeping through the night, putting herself to sleep and all that gloriousness. Did you notice my past-tense there? Yep. She got a cold and is cutting her molars so it's been a huge pain keeping her ass asleep. Last night she finally fell asleep on her own (something she hasn't done in about 2 weeks) and was doing great but then woke up at 2:45 AM. I went down and quieted her. Then Ken went down. Then I went down again and sat in her room for 20 minutes until she was finally back asleep. Looking forward to this phase being over.
Mia's words are getting clearer, but she's not doing much by way of sentences. We keep working on it but I think she knows she can get away with fewer words, so she does.
With the weather warmer, we moved Kieran to a new bike (and removed his training wheels). He loves it but the lack of training wheels scares him. Soon he'll love it. Ken also took him to the Orioles this past weekend and we did the DBFA's first playground crawl. I'm looking forward to the others.
OK, enough blathering on, here are some photos. If you've been on Facebook, you've probably seen them.
Kieran doing a reading of the four questions at Passover.
Kieran and his friend at the playground crawl.
Kieran and Amelia at the egg hunt.
Me and Amelia at Passover.
Amelia, on the other hand, had been doing much better. She had been sleeping through the night, putting herself to sleep and all that gloriousness. Did you notice my past-tense there? Yep. She got a cold and is cutting her molars so it's been a huge pain keeping her ass asleep. Last night she finally fell asleep on her own (something she hasn't done in about 2 weeks) and was doing great but then woke up at 2:45 AM. I went down and quieted her. Then Ken went down. Then I went down again and sat in her room for 20 minutes until she was finally back asleep. Looking forward to this phase being over.
Mia's words are getting clearer, but she's not doing much by way of sentences. We keep working on it but I think she knows she can get away with fewer words, so she does.
With the weather warmer, we moved Kieran to a new bike (and removed his training wheels). He loves it but the lack of training wheels scares him. Soon he'll love it. Ken also took him to the Orioles this past weekend and we did the DBFA's first playground crawl. I'm looking forward to the others.
OK, enough blathering on, here are some photos. If you've been on Facebook, you've probably seen them.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Mawage, that Bwessed Awangement
We somehow managed to get crazy busy again, but I do have some nice stories to share.
Kieran has been oddly focused on being married. For awhile he would ask, in a sing-song voice "Will you maaarrrry me?" to which I would respond that I was already married. This did not deter him. (He is going to hate this blog when he's older and I can show this to potential mates). He would keep asking, and after awhile just break down into laughter. Not entirely sure what's funny, but hey - I like laughing Kieran.
We also had a talk about laws and marriage being two boys, two girls or a boy and a girl, like me and Ken. We hadn't talked about this in a few months when Kieran came to me and told me he's decided that he wants to marry a girl, not a boy. I said that's fine so long as he's happy. Then he got very sad aid said he did not think he would ever find someone to marry because he hasn't met them yet. I looked at him. "You're six." I said. He nodded. "Do you know how old I was when I met your dad?" Shake of head. "Eighteen." His eyes got big, disbelieving. "You've got plenty of time, kiddo."
And then he asked me if I heard him fart.
Kieran has been oddly focused on being married. For awhile he would ask, in a sing-song voice "Will you maaarrrry me?" to which I would respond that I was already married. This did not deter him. (He is going to hate this blog when he's older and I can show this to potential mates). He would keep asking, and after awhile just break down into laughter. Not entirely sure what's funny, but hey - I like laughing Kieran.
We also had a talk about laws and marriage being two boys, two girls or a boy and a girl, like me and Ken. We hadn't talked about this in a few months when Kieran came to me and told me he's decided that he wants to marry a girl, not a boy. I said that's fine so long as he's happy. Then he got very sad aid said he did not think he would ever find someone to marry because he hasn't met them yet. I looked at him. "You're six." I said. He nodded. "Do you know how old I was when I met your dad?" Shake of head. "Eighteen." His eyes got big, disbelieving. "You've got plenty of time, kiddo."
And then he asked me if I heard him fart.
Friday, February 15, 2013
Stories of Parenthood
Amelia learned two new words this week. "Necklace" and "Boobs".
Amelia has been very into jewelry, and loves Ms. Thelma (director of her center) who wears some wonderful necklaces. She had been playing with Ms. Thelma's necklace (and saying "necklace") when she grabbed the edge of Thelma's shirt and pulled. Thelma put her shirt down and said "No, Amelia, that's not the necklace, those are the boobs." At which point Mia looked at her, smiled and said, clear as day "Boobs!".
Both of us laughed. Thankfully she has yet to say that again. Though I'm certain she will.
Another story - this morning...
Ken had to go to court this morning so he left at 6:30. That was fine, I had packed the kids up last night so I didn't have to rush around this morning. Getting Kieran going is harder and harder but once he's underway he's fine.
Kieran is upstairs getting dressed and Devin pads into the kitchen and heads to the back door. I assume he needs to go out, so I yell up to Kieran that Mia and I are taking Devin out front and we'll be right back. Once he acknowledges me, I take Amelia's hand and walk to the door. As we get closer I start to smell something. I'm praying Devin just did a mean fart. I look down - no joy. He's pooped and Mia's already walked through it.
I grab Amelia, put her down in the kitchen and take her shoe off (happily just one shoe, not both). She's good and sits quietly waiting for me to finish. I clean up all the poop (and there is a LOT of it), clean off her shoe best I can, then realize that not only is her shoe no good for the day, but now my clothes are also ruined as she put her foot on my side.
I've decided to consider this a funny story. Hope you think so too.
Amelia has been very into jewelry, and loves Ms. Thelma (director of her center) who wears some wonderful necklaces. She had been playing with Ms. Thelma's necklace (and saying "necklace") when she grabbed the edge of Thelma's shirt and pulled. Thelma put her shirt down and said "No, Amelia, that's not the necklace, those are the boobs." At which point Mia looked at her, smiled and said, clear as day "Boobs!".
Both of us laughed. Thankfully she has yet to say that again. Though I'm certain she will.
Another story - this morning...
Ken had to go to court this morning so he left at 6:30. That was fine, I had packed the kids up last night so I didn't have to rush around this morning. Getting Kieran going is harder and harder but once he's underway he's fine.
Kieran is upstairs getting dressed and Devin pads into the kitchen and heads to the back door. I assume he needs to go out, so I yell up to Kieran that Mia and I are taking Devin out front and we'll be right back. Once he acknowledges me, I take Amelia's hand and walk to the door. As we get closer I start to smell something. I'm praying Devin just did a mean fart. I look down - no joy. He's pooped and Mia's already walked through it.
I grab Amelia, put her down in the kitchen and take her shoe off (happily just one shoe, not both). She's good and sits quietly waiting for me to finish. I clean up all the poop (and there is a LOT of it), clean off her shoe best I can, then realize that not only is her shoe no good for the day, but now my clothes are also ruined as she put her foot on my side.
I've decided to consider this a funny story. Hope you think so too.
Friday, February 08, 2013
Too Much Personality
Kieran and Amelia are big on personality. No idea how that happened. I'm meek as a kitten, I swear.
Some funny things have happened lately (like Kieran telling Mia to clean his room when put in charge), so I figured I'd share.
Kieran likes poop jokes. And fart jokes. And saying the word 'butt'. I can't lie... it's funny. So, when I have an opportunity, I share some of the blog Crappy Pictures. If you haven't read it, I highly recommend. Recently, she had a post about her sons making up a 'butt' song and various other items of mischief. Kieran, of course, thinks it's very funny. He also giggles just at saying "crappy pictures" because he knows what 'crap' means.
Mia is starting to get vocal. Her favorite words are 'no' and 'mine'. Yeah, she's going to be fun during her 'terrible twos' phase (which, as I recall wasn't as bad as age 3). She was mean to a classmate yesterday and was told "No!" (which she hates). Her caregiver said that after that happened, Amelia wouldn't 'talk' to her. When I asked if she wanted to say goodbye, she hid her face in my shoulder and pretended she could not see Miss Chervin.
Handful! OK, gotta jet.
Some funny things have happened lately (like Kieran telling Mia to clean his room when put in charge), so I figured I'd share.
Kieran likes poop jokes. And fart jokes. And saying the word 'butt'. I can't lie... it's funny. So, when I have an opportunity, I share some of the blog Crappy Pictures. If you haven't read it, I highly recommend. Recently, she had a post about her sons making up a 'butt' song and various other items of mischief. Kieran, of course, thinks it's very funny. He also giggles just at saying "crappy pictures" because he knows what 'crap' means.
Mia is starting to get vocal. Her favorite words are 'no' and 'mine'. Yeah, she's going to be fun during her 'terrible twos' phase (which, as I recall wasn't as bad as age 3). She was mean to a classmate yesterday and was told "No!" (which she hates). Her caregiver said that after that happened, Amelia wouldn't 'talk' to her. When I asked if she wanted to say goodbye, she hid her face in my shoulder and pretended she could not see Miss Chervin.
Handful! OK, gotta jet.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Kieran and Amelia, By the Numbers
As promised, here are the numbers from their last checkup. I don't have their percentiles. Suffice to say they are shrimpy, like me.
I'll start with Kieran (now age 6 - I can't freaking believe it!)
Height: 42 3/4 inches = 3.5 feet
Weight: 37 lbs (our dog is heavier)
They're no longer measuring head circumference but his blood pressure and sight is fine.
Amelia - 18 months
Height: 31 3/4 inches = 2.6 feet
Weight: 21 lbs 8.5 oz
Head Circumference: 17 1/4
A few people have asked me how Amelia is stacking up to Kieran's numbers. I was curious myself, so I looked it up.
Kieran - 18 months
Height: 32 inches
Weight: 21 lbs 3 oz
HC: 18
So, roughly the same all-in-all. Kinda weird as it seems like growing 11 inches in 4.5 years isn't a lot, but I also know Kieran will hit serious growth spurts in the future.
Anyway, that's the numbers.
I'll start with Kieran (now age 6 - I can't freaking believe it!)
Height: 42 3/4 inches = 3.5 feet
Weight: 37 lbs (our dog is heavier)
They're no longer measuring head circumference but his blood pressure and sight is fine.
Amelia - 18 months
Height: 31 3/4 inches = 2.6 feet
Weight: 21 lbs 8.5 oz
Head Circumference: 17 1/4
A few people have asked me how Amelia is stacking up to Kieran's numbers. I was curious myself, so I looked it up.
Kieran - 18 months
Height: 32 inches
Weight: 21 lbs 3 oz
HC: 18
So, roughly the same all-in-all. Kinda weird as it seems like growing 11 inches in 4.5 years isn't a lot, but I also know Kieran will hit serious growth spurts in the future.
Anyway, that's the numbers.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Out from Under the Covers
The past few weeks have been insane. Kieran got sick just before I left for a week-long conference. He was sick on Saturday and I left Sunday. Monday morning I called home to find that Kieran had slept for more than 20 hours (frightening), but seemed to be out from under the cold/flu/whatever-it-was.
Monday evening, I fell victim (at the conference).
Tuesday afternoon, Mia succumbed.
Thursday I was still away, starting to feel better, and it was Kieran's birthday. At least he felt better for that, though his sister was sick and he wasn't able to do much that was fun.
Friday Mia was better, I was on the mend, and Ken was able to recognize that he was sick too. Which was fine, because I was finally home.
Then Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday Kieran did not have school. So, not only did he spend all his days with me at the office, but we also did our doctor and dentist visits. I'll post the kids' numbers either later this week or next - suffice to say they are growing well and consistent on their growth curves. Which is to say they are both peanuts but growing the way they should and are not over or under weight.
We saw the family this past weekend to celebrate our plethora of January birthdays (Ken, Charles, Kieran and Andy), which was nice. Amelia did not want to sit still at the restaurant, however, so keeping her entertained was frustrating. Her being more interactive is both wonderful and challenging. She's not happy unless she's moving. She does not like to sit around the house. "Outside?" is one of her favorite requests. Rough when it's cold as all get-out outside.
Now that we're starting to get back to 'normal', Mia's suddenly decided that sleeping through the night is so last week. She's waking up, crying at least 1-2 times each night. Sometimes she just needs someone to come into her room and admonish her. Other times she needs a diaper change. Still other times, she needs you to sit in the room with her for a half an hour while she falls asleep. Last night was an exception, where she actually slept through the night. I won't get used to it.
That's all I can think of for now. Love to all, blog again sometime soon.
Monday evening, I fell victim (at the conference).
Tuesday afternoon, Mia succumbed.
Thursday I was still away, starting to feel better, and it was Kieran's birthday. At least he felt better for that, though his sister was sick and he wasn't able to do much that was fun.
Friday Mia was better, I was on the mend, and Ken was able to recognize that he was sick too. Which was fine, because I was finally home.
Then Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday Kieran did not have school. So, not only did he spend all his days with me at the office, but we also did our doctor and dentist visits. I'll post the kids' numbers either later this week or next - suffice to say they are growing well and consistent on their growth curves. Which is to say they are both peanuts but growing the way they should and are not over or under weight.
We saw the family this past weekend to celebrate our plethora of January birthdays (Ken, Charles, Kieran and Andy), which was nice. Amelia did not want to sit still at the restaurant, however, so keeping her entertained was frustrating. Her being more interactive is both wonderful and challenging. She's not happy unless she's moving. She does not like to sit around the house. "Outside?" is one of her favorite requests. Rough when it's cold as all get-out outside.
Now that we're starting to get back to 'normal', Mia's suddenly decided that sleeping through the night is so last week. She's waking up, crying at least 1-2 times each night. Sometimes she just needs someone to come into her room and admonish her. Other times she needs a diaper change. Still other times, she needs you to sit in the room with her for a half an hour while she falls asleep. Last night was an exception, where she actually slept through the night. I won't get used to it.
That's all I can think of for now. Love to all, blog again sometime soon.
Friday, January 04, 2013
Honey, We're Getting, Well....We're Adults
Today is Ken's fortieth birthday. That's right, the big four-oh. We're not having a fancy party or inviting tons of people to our tiny rowhome. We'll probably go out to eat tonight, have some cake and blow out candles. A quiet celebration, but a good one.
When I told/reminded Kieran yesterday that it was Ken's birthday today, he sang "Happy Birthday" to Ken noting within the song (keeping tune and rhythm) that the actual birthday was tomorrow. Last night during bedtime, he begged me to set his alarm so he could hide, and then surprise Ken this morning with "Happy Birthday, Daddy!" (He managed to do this without me setting his alarm, Amelia keeps waking up crying so she's a fine alarm clock).
I've got some surprises in store for Ken yet but looking back on the nearly 20 years we've been together I can honestly say what an amazing, thoughtful and kind husband I have. I couldn't be prouder or happier that we are together. He still makes me laugh, knows when to leave me alone or when to just sit with me.
And as to my title. Well, we're getting older. I'll be forty later this year too. (Hey babe, for a few months, you've got a hot young wife!) I prefer to think of this not as aging or going grey or getting older or wiser or any of that crap, but of enjoying our life the way it is, living vicariously through our kids without pushing them in any one direction and just generally having fun.
When I told/reminded Kieran yesterday that it was Ken's birthday today, he sang "Happy Birthday" to Ken noting within the song (keeping tune and rhythm) that the actual birthday was tomorrow. Last night during bedtime, he begged me to set his alarm so he could hide, and then surprise Ken this morning with "Happy Birthday, Daddy!" (He managed to do this without me setting his alarm, Amelia keeps waking up crying so she's a fine alarm clock).
I've got some surprises in store for Ken yet but looking back on the nearly 20 years we've been together I can honestly say what an amazing, thoughtful and kind husband I have. I couldn't be prouder or happier that we are together. He still makes me laugh, knows when to leave me alone or when to just sit with me.
And as to my title. Well, we're getting older. I'll be forty later this year too. (Hey babe, for a few months, you've got a hot young wife!) I prefer to think of this not as aging or going grey or getting older or wiser or any of that crap, but of enjoying our life the way it is, living vicariously through our kids without pushing them in any one direction and just generally having fun.
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