Tooth Fairy? Help!
I had always expected that I’d have time to prepare for my baby to loose his first tooth. (Sorry, Colbs, you may be 6, but you’ll always be my baby.) I expected agonizing weeks of an increasingly wiggly tooth, followed by that final sinew breaking free. Read More Read More
This is how we parent.
So, the transition has gone okay… but there has definitely been some adjustment. Of course, just as Barney Stinson (aka NPH, the hottest man ever) says on How I Met Your Mother “New is always better.” Colby thought so, too, when he started in his new Kindergarten class. Everything was new and exciting to him and he behaved very well. Then… Tuesday, when I picked Colby up from daycare, he immediately said, “Mom, I got a red card today.”... Read More
Tree Farm Cheaters
It was around the time when kid #2 came along that I gave up the idea of going to a farm every year to chop down our own tree. That was what I had grown up doing and I have fond memories of candy canes and coco and that freshly cut tree smell. When the twins came along, any inkling of tree farm hope I had held disappeared. Love my kids and their busy-ness… don’t love the idea of going out in the freezing cold to a super muddy farm to try... Read More
My Kids, Santa’s Elves
Whew, this has been quite a transition for all of us. Clint played stay-at-home-dad for a couple of weeks, then, last Thursday we started the kiddos in daycare. Clint was home for Thursday and Friday so we could do a first-run of how daycare will work without him having to also start his first day at his new job. Then, Monday, he became a working man again, I continued on my job, the kids continued at daycare, and Colby started a new Kindergarten... Read More
Sticker shock!
Having a job lined up for me has definitely given us some breathing room, but only a little. One thing that we’ve been discussing a lot the past couple of days, is what we’re going to do for childcare when Clint does go back. Today, I shopped around to some daycare facilities and started pricing nannies. Holy Gs, Batman! Read More Read More
Funny kids.
Day Three of Clint’s Unemployment: The Day of Hope Despite a momentary sob-fest at Bible Study this morning, today was pretty tear-free for both Clint and me. Thankfully, today was quite the opposite of sad. Today, we found some hope. We qualify for WIC again and will start receiving checks for food next week We have medical figured out for our kids Our friends continue to contact us with fantastic leads and ideas for jobs It gets even better:... Read More
Glimpses…
Sometimes, I get glimpses of my life and my children; glimpses of what’s to come. Glimpses that give me hope that Clint and I are on the right track in our parenting. Despite nearly a week of all of us being stuck at home with a nasty virus, despite the fact that we’ve been at each other’s throats because we’re so stir crazy, I had some huge glimpses today. Read More Read More
Adiós, Septiembre (That’s “Goodbye, September” in the English): A month of birthdays, education and guitars.
What a month! First, the twinkies turned the big two, but we missed it because we were away on the Weekend of Bliss. They were in good hands with Clint’s mom, though, and got presents and cupcakes to round out a proper two-year-old birthday celebration. Exactly a week after that, I turned 29. The next day, Colby started his first day of Kindergarten! Read More Read More
My Newest Obsession
I have what I think could be considered an “obsessive personality.” I know it, I recognize it and yanno what? I love it. It’s what brings out spontaneity in me, what drives me to push myself beyond the norm, it’s what gets me out of the rut that we all fall into. It’s why I started and have continued running. It’s why I write and blog. It’s why I started doing web design. (P.S. Huge plug here, but I am working... Read More
A Sweet Moment
Just now, while I kissed kids good night, I saw Colby peeking out of the opening in his bedroom window. Night Sky: © ilco “I wish, I wish, wif awwl my heart…” he whispered. After he finished, he turned around with an enormous grin on his face. “Did you wish on a star?” I asked. “No,” he said. “I couldn’t see any stars.” “Oh, I’m sorry,” I replied. “I just wished on... Read More
This is Bleeping Hard!
Warning: This entry contains naughty words. And I talk a lot about poop. Shield your innocent eyes. I keep telling myself, “It’ll get better, it’ll get better, it WILL get better” and yet, it seems to be getting worse. My kids, and the twins especially, are SO FREAKING difficult right now. Yes, they are 2 weeks away from turning 2. Yes, I know about the “terrible twos.” But two kids terrible two-ing… no, two... Read More
He doesn’t hate art! (Whew!)
This past year, Colby has vehemently asserted that he hates art. He didn’t want to draw, he didn’t want to paint, he didn’t want anything to do with anything artsy. His preschool teachers noticed this, too, and admitted that he likely was only opposed to art because at school, art time came at the same time as “fun room” time, and they took turns for who did art and who did fun room time. Colby, being the superboy he... Read More
