Today at lunch N, K and I were talking about different foods we like/don't like.
K: I only like things that aren't yucky.
Me: What kinds of things aren't yucky?
K: Only things that taste yummy.
Me: Glad we got that straightened out.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Another K moment
It is so much fun having an only child again! H is at school all day and M is napping most of the morning so it is just me, N and K.
Today, N and I were talking about political things (read: frustrations, concerns, worries) back in our room and K was playing with his cars in the front room. K said something about his robot being broken so I went out to help him only to find him drinking one of H's juice boxes. I wasn't too happy with him and he said, "I just like juice, mom." Then, after a second he said, "And pizza," and went off to fix his robot (which, by the way, is a pile of pillows, blankets and toys on the love seat). About 1/2 hour later N came out to the front room to use the computer and he asked what I was upset about. I told him and N said, "Oh. I thought there was flour all over or something."
Anyway, N asked K if he had one of H's juice boxes and K said, "Yes. I just like juice." N said, "Well, next time ask mom or me and we'll get you a drink."
K's response? "Water is not juice, dad."
Today, N and I were talking about political things (read: frustrations, concerns, worries) back in our room and K was playing with his cars in the front room. K said something about his robot being broken so I went out to help him only to find him drinking one of H's juice boxes. I wasn't too happy with him and he said, "I just like juice, mom." Then, after a second he said, "And pizza," and went off to fix his robot (which, by the way, is a pile of pillows, blankets and toys on the love seat). About 1/2 hour later N came out to the front room to use the computer and he asked what I was upset about. I told him and N said, "Oh. I thought there was flour all over or something."
Anyway, N asked K if he had one of H's juice boxes and K said, "Yes. I just like juice." N said, "Well, next time ask mom or me and we'll get you a drink."
K's response? "Water is not juice, dad."
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Overheard
The other day I was in the kitchen making dinner for the kids. H and K were playing and H says, "My oh my, this is the December of fatness." I have absolutely no idea where that came from. She says she heard it at school.
Hands Off!
Today at lunch, K, N and I were eating pizza. N had eaten three pieces already and K was working on his second. There was one piece left and this was our conversation:
N (to me): Do you want the last piece of pizza?
Me: No, I was saving it for K.
N: He doesn't need another piece. Two is plenty.
Me: Three is plenty for you.
N: I am at least twice as big as K, so I should get 4.
K: It's my pizza dad.
N: You don't need 3 pieces, K.
K: I need 4.
Me (to K): How could you eat 4 pieces of pizza?
K: I would eat them one at a time with a fork. (I could just see the eye roll and hear the "Duh!")
Well, I gave the last piece to K after he finished his second piece and he teased N with it. So, N came over to try to eat it before K could. When N bent down to take a bite out of it K smacked him in the face--with the pizza! N had pizza sauce all over his glasses and forehead. It was so funny and we all had a great laugh. Then, in the most serious voice I could muster, I told K that he shouldn't do that with his food. I'm sure it was very effective.
N (to me): Do you want the last piece of pizza?
Me: No, I was saving it for K.
N: He doesn't need another piece. Two is plenty.
Me: Three is plenty for you.
N: I am at least twice as big as K, so I should get 4.
K: It's my pizza dad.
N: You don't need 3 pieces, K.
K: I need 4.
Me (to K): How could you eat 4 pieces of pizza?
K: I would eat them one at a time with a fork. (I could just see the eye roll and hear the "Duh!")
Well, I gave the last piece to K after he finished his second piece and he teased N with it. So, N came over to try to eat it before K could. When N bent down to take a bite out of it K smacked him in the face--with the pizza! N had pizza sauce all over his glasses and forehead. It was so funny and we all had a great laugh. Then, in the most serious voice I could muster, I told K that he shouldn't do that with his food. I'm sure it was very effective.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
First Day of School
Today was H's first day of kindergarten. I went in this morning to wake her up and asked if anyone in her room was going to kindergarten today. With her eyes still closed, she raised her hand and got a huge grin on her face. So we ate breakfast and got dressed (She was very concerned that she didn't have a cell phone to go in the cell phone holder on her backpack). Then, the whole family got in the car and drove her to school.
We didn't stay long and I held it together until we were on our way out to the car. It was really tough seeing her standing on the playground all by herself not knowing anyone. That really was the hardest part and I think if she had known some of the other kids I wouldn't have been crying leaving her there. As we were getting in the car K said, "I'm gonna miss H."
Fast forward to 1:15...We headed out to the bus stop to meet the bus. When it finally came I could see her through the window. She was so sweaty her hair was matted to her face, but she was happy. She loved school. She tells everyone it was great and she it so excited to go back tomorrow.
California
We had the chance to go to California at the end of July for a family reunion/vacation. We left Sunday after church and drove to Escondido to stay with N's parents in their trailer. Also visiting (in their own trailer) were N's brother and his family. The kids traveled well, except for K. He talked/screamed the entire way, and not because he had a good reason. He was basically just trying to keep himself awake. It was quite the drive.
When we got to Escondido we opened the van doors and we all did a happy dance because the weather was beautiful. It was actually cool! Probably mid-70's and breezy. We took the kids up to a park to let them run around for a little bit (they really needed to stretch after being in the van for so long). N commented that he almost needed his jacket!
That night the fun began. H woke up in the middle of the night complaining that her ear hurt and that she needed her hair brushed because she couldn't get her fingers through it. She had been sick the week before and was still getting over it when we left. I gave her some motrin and noticed that her hair was all stringy and ratty. I realized then that her ear was draining-alot. I woke N up thinking we might need to take her to the ER and we decided that I would call the pediatrician in the morning and see what they thought.
In the morning, we all got ready for our trip to Sea World (the part of the trip H was looking forward to the most). I called the ped and they said we needed to get her to urgent care because she may have ruptured her eardrum. I talked to N and H about it and H wanted nothing to do with it. She wanted to go to Sea World. End of story. So, she toughed it out with her ear draining all day and everything.
The kids LOVED Sea World. We saw almost everything. We saw the dolphin show, the flamingos, the rays and eels, the sharks, the seal lion and otter show (which H loved. She laughed the whole way through), the Sesame Street 4-D movie, the Cirque de la Mer show, the penquins, we rode the rides at the Sesame Street Bay of Play, and of course, we saw Shamu.
We discovered that K is not a very good waiter. He just wouldn't sit still. Then, once a show started he would ask if it was over and he would continue to ask throughout the show. (I don't think we'll be taking him to Disney any time soon. I can only imagine how he'd do waiting in lines.) Despite H's ear she had a great time. She was so excited to see Shamu (it was all we heard about for the week before we left). M did great, as well. N carried him most of the time in the carrier and he slept a lot of the day. He was awake to see Shamu, and wasn't the least bit happy when he got splashed in the face by Shamu. Twice. (Side note: K hid under the bench when Shamu started splashing.) Sea World was a long day and the kids crashed on the drive back to the trailer. We couldn't even get them to wake up to eat dinner.
The next morning H and I went to urgent care to get her ear checked out because it was still draining. After an hour wait we got in to see the doctor who said he didn't see a hole in her eardrum, but it was bulging and swollen. He said the pressure from coming over the mountains probably released the pressure behind her eardrum and caused it to drain. He prescribed an antibiotic, gave us a bottle of motrin and some mucinex samples, and sent us on our way.
So, it was on to Oceanside to the family reunion. We arrived at the camp ground and got all situated. We visited with everyone that day and had a great time being outside. We also found out there had been an earthquake in LA, but we didn't feel it.
Wednesday, which H declared was the greatest day of her life, we went to Balboa Park. We rode the carousel and then walked around a little. H saw a dinosaur on the side of a building and just had to go inside. It was the San Diego Natural History Museum. The kids loved seeing the dino skeletons. There was a water exhibit which was fun to see. There were also snakes, lizards and other animals all over inside. There was a huge shark hanging from the ceiling and K was terrified of it. It was all we could do to get him to stand for a picture with it.
Thursday we all went to Oceanside Beach. Let me just say, H is a beach baby. She LOVED the ocean. K liked the ocean, too. It was the sea weed that scared him. Seriously. He shrieked anytime any sea weed came near him and made whoever was standing by him pick him up. Even the sea weed on the beach scared him. M wasn't too fond of the water, but that could have been because it was cold. We attempted sand castles. K declared mine to be a volcano. In my defense, I was just getting a pile of sand and hadn't even started my actual castle.
Friday we came home. The ride was much quieter as K fell asleep and stayed asleep until Blythe. Even though our vacation was fun I think we were all happy to be home. M was thrilled to be able to stretch out on the floor and wiggle around.
When we got to Escondido we opened the van doors and we all did a happy dance because the weather was beautiful. It was actually cool! Probably mid-70's and breezy. We took the kids up to a park to let them run around for a little bit (they really needed to stretch after being in the van for so long). N commented that he almost needed his jacket!
That night the fun began. H woke up in the middle of the night complaining that her ear hurt and that she needed her hair brushed because she couldn't get her fingers through it. She had been sick the week before and was still getting over it when we left. I gave her some motrin and noticed that her hair was all stringy and ratty. I realized then that her ear was draining-alot. I woke N up thinking we might need to take her to the ER and we decided that I would call the pediatrician in the morning and see what they thought.
In the morning, we all got ready for our trip to Sea World (the part of the trip H was looking forward to the most). I called the ped and they said we needed to get her to urgent care because she may have ruptured her eardrum. I talked to N and H about it and H wanted nothing to do with it. She wanted to go to Sea World. End of story. So, she toughed it out with her ear draining all day and everything.
The kids LOVED Sea World. We saw almost everything. We saw the dolphin show, the flamingos, the rays and eels, the sharks, the seal lion and otter show (which H loved. She laughed the whole way through), the Sesame Street 4-D movie, the Cirque de la Mer show, the penquins, we rode the rides at the Sesame Street Bay of Play, and of course, we saw Shamu.We discovered that K is not a very good waiter. He just wouldn't sit still. Then, once a show started he would ask if it was over and he would continue to ask throughout the show. (I don't think we'll be taking him to Disney any time soon. I can only imagine how he'd do waiting in lines.) Despite H's ear she had a great time. She was so excited to see Shamu (it was all we heard about for the week before we left). M did great, as well. N carried him most of the time in the carrier and he slept a lot of the day. He was awake to see Shamu, and wasn't the least bit happy when he got splashed in the face by Shamu. Twice. (Side note: K hid under the bench when Shamu started splashing.) Sea World was a long day and the kids crashed on the drive back to the trailer. We couldn't even get them to wake up to eat dinner.
The next morning H and I went to urgent care to get her ear checked out because it was still draining. After an hour wait we got in to see the doctor who said he didn't see a hole in her eardrum, but it was bulging and swollen. He said the pressure from coming over the mountains probably released the pressure behind her eardrum and caused it to drain. He prescribed an antibiotic, gave us a bottle of motrin and some mucinex samples, and sent us on our way.
So, it was on to Oceanside to the family reunion. We arrived at the camp ground and got all situated. We visited with everyone that day and had a great time being outside. We also found out there had been an earthquake in LA, but we didn't feel it.
Wednesday, which H declared was the greatest day of her life, we went to Balboa Park. We rode the carousel and then walked around a little. H saw a dinosaur on the side of a building and just had to go inside. It was the San Diego Natural History Museum. The kids loved seeing the dino skeletons. There was a water exhibit which was fun to see. There were also snakes, lizards and other animals all over inside. There was a huge shark hanging from the ceiling and K was terrified of it. It was all we could do to get him to stand for a picture with it.Thursday we all went to Oceanside Beach. Let me just say, H is a beach baby. She LOVED the ocean. K liked the ocean, too. It was the sea weed that scared him. Seriously. He shrieked anytime any sea weed came near him and made whoever was standing by him pick him up. Even the sea weed on the beach scared him. M wasn't too fond of the water, but that could have been because it was cold. We attempted sand castles. K declared mine to be a volcano. In my defense, I was just getting a pile of sand and hadn't even started my actual castle.
Friday we came home. The ride was much quieter as K fell asleep and stayed asleep until Blythe. Even though our vacation was fun I think we were all happy to be home. M was thrilled to be able to stretch out on the floor and wiggle around.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Random Act of Kindness
I've been meaning to post this for a couple of days and just haven't. Here goes.
On the 4th of July we had one heck of a monsoon "breeze" blow through here. Of course it would be the day after the corn fields behind our house were plowed down. We literally had 6 inches (at least) of corn husks and other debris on our front porch. I didn't know it was there until my brother-in-law picked up our flag (which had been completely ripped off the front of the house) and brought it up to the door at almost 10:00pm. The next day was N and my anniversary and we weren't home pretty much the whole day so it didn't get picked up. Then, it was Sunday--not exactly a Sabbath appropriate activity. Well, Monday morning the kids and I got all ready to go outside and clean it up. We went out the garage and turned the corner to the front door. H was in the lead and stopped dead in her tracks and said, "Huh?" I turned the corner and saw that our porch had been completely swept clean. Our first guess was the Clarks, but Tiffin denies having anything to do with it. We have no idea who did it or when they did it, but it was greatly appreciated.
Now to find some way to pay it forward.
On the 4th of July we had one heck of a monsoon "breeze" blow through here. Of course it would be the day after the corn fields behind our house were plowed down. We literally had 6 inches (at least) of corn husks and other debris on our front porch. I didn't know it was there until my brother-in-law picked up our flag (which had been completely ripped off the front of the house) and brought it up to the door at almost 10:00pm. The next day was N and my anniversary and we weren't home pretty much the whole day so it didn't get picked up. Then, it was Sunday--not exactly a Sabbath appropriate activity. Well, Monday morning the kids and I got all ready to go outside and clean it up. We went out the garage and turned the corner to the front door. H was in the lead and stopped dead in her tracks and said, "Huh?" I turned the corner and saw that our porch had been completely swept clean. Our first guess was the Clarks, but Tiffin denies having anything to do with it. We have no idea who did it or when they did it, but it was greatly appreciated.
Now to find some way to pay it forward.
Monday, July 7, 2008
July 4th...Bah humbug!
OK, so the 4th of July is one my favorite holiday (yes, it even beats Christmas). Well, it used to be my favorite holiday. See, I married a man who works in TV production and the company he works for happens to broadcast one of the big 4th of July fireworks shows here. Needless to say, he always has to work on the 4th. And it isn't anywhere near a regular 8 hour shift. Oh no...it is more like be at the station at 8am and get home around 2am the next morning. Add to that the fact that he has to work until 10:45pm the night before and it makes for a horrible two days. N has taken to spending the night at his parents house on the 3rd so as to cut down the drive time and get more sleep.
Now, some people may not think this is so bad, but let me tell you...For me it is. I have a really hard time dealing with my children by myself for that long. Plus, this year M got a summer cold and was miserable both nights. I don't have a very long fuse to begin with, but when I get little to no sleep I have no fuse at all. Add in my pregnancy fatigue and hormones and I was a mess. My poor kids. They weren't even that bad, but I had no patience with them at all.
We were invited to a friend's house for a party, but without N there to help me I would have left after 30 minutes and I would have been in tears. It really is that bad for me.
Alright, enough of that!
One thing that happened on Friday that I had to good sense to take a picture of...We had cheese crisps and beans for lunch (I know, lunch of champions). I had gotten up to go to the bathroom and when I came out K had beans all over his arms, hands, face and the table. He held up his hands and said, "I didn't do it, Mom." I asked him who did and he said, "I don't know."
M is growing like a weed. He is almost 6 months old. We've recently started him on cereal. He liked the oatmeal alright, but when I gave him his first taste of bananas he got a huge grin on his face. I wish I had a picture of it. It was so cute. He has also had peas, but that was when his cold started and he was acting like he had some kind of intestinal pain so I quit the peas. Now, I am pretty sure it was just the cold and not a reaction to the peas themselves. Some time this week we'll try peas again and see what happens. After that is carrots.
H finished her swimming lessons a couple of weeks ago. She did great. We really have to work on teaching her how to come up for breaths. I swear, she'd try to swim the whole length of the pool on one breath if we'd let her. She is getting really excited to start school next month and even laughed when she told her grandma that I was going to cry when she went to school. We'll see who is crying come August 6th...FYI it will probably be both of us!
Now, some people may not think this is so bad, but let me tell you...For me it is. I have a really hard time dealing with my children by myself for that long. Plus, this year M got a summer cold and was miserable both nights. I don't have a very long fuse to begin with, but when I get little to no sleep I have no fuse at all. Add in my pregnancy fatigue and hormones and I was a mess. My poor kids. They weren't even that bad, but I had no patience with them at all.
We were invited to a friend's house for a party, but without N there to help me I would have left after 30 minutes and I would have been in tears. It really is that bad for me.
Alright, enough of that!
One thing that happened on Friday that I had to good sense to take a picture of...We had cheese crisps and beans for lunch (I know, lunch of champions). I had gotten up to go to the bathroom and when I came out K had beans all over his arms, hands, face and the table. He held up his hands and said, "I didn't do it, Mom." I asked him who did and he said, "I don't know."M is growing like a weed. He is almost 6 months old. We've recently started him on cereal. He liked the oatmeal alright, but when I gave him his first taste of bananas he got a huge grin on his face. I wish I had a picture of it. It was so cute. He has also had peas, but that was when his cold started and he was acting like he had some kind of intestinal pain so I quit the peas. Now, I am pretty sure it was just the cold and not a reaction to the peas themselves. Some time this week we'll try peas again and see what happens. After that is carrots.
H finished her swimming lessons a couple of weeks ago. She did great. We really have to work on teaching her how to come up for breaths. I swear, she'd try to swim the whole length of the pool on one breath if we'd let her. She is getting really excited to start school next month and even laughed when she told her grandma that I was going to cry when she went to school. We'll see who is crying come August 6th...FYI it will probably be both of us!
Friday, June 27, 2008
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