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This is how we parent.

Lindsay Maddox — Thu, 22 Dec 2011 20:13:18 +0000

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.

Tree Farm Cheaters

Lindsay Maddox — Sun, 11 Dec 2011 22:27:13 +0000

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 and pick out a tree while simultaneously trying to chase down runaway two-year-olds and prevent them from getting stabbed by wayward saws or otherwise injured by stumps or other random tree farm paraphernalia.

My Kids, Santa’s Elves

Lindsay Maddox — Thu, 08 Dec 2011 20:54:58 +0000

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 class at the daycare center.

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Sticker shock!

Lindsay Maddox — Thu, 10 Nov 2011 05:15:22 +0000

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.

Distractions: The good and the ugly.

Lindsay Maddox — Sun, 06 Nov 2011 02:59:30 +0000

Day Four of Clint’s Unemployment: It’s just a normal Saturday.

It struck me this morning how today seemed totally normal. Clint was home, but he was supposed to be home, since it’s Saturday. Our family dynamic was the same as it usually is on Saturday. It all seemed comfortingly normal. It helped that we had distractions all day long. Mine started first thing.

Funny kids.

Lindsay Maddox — Sat, 05 Nov 2011 05:14:26 +0000

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.

Glimpses…

Lindsay Maddox — Mon, 03 Oct 2011 00:11:43 +0000

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.

Adiós, Septiembre (That’s “Goodbye, September” in the English): A month of birthdays, education and guitars.

Lindsay Maddox — Fri, 30 Sep 2011 21:52:18 +0000

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.

A Sweet Moment

Lindsay Maddox — Wed, 07 Sep 2011 03:27:31 +0000

Just now, while I kissed kids good night, I saw Colby peeking out of the opening in his bedroom window.

“I wish, I wish, wif awwl my heart…” he whispered.

This is Bleeping Hard!

Lindsay Maddox — Fri, 19 Aug 2011 00:15:46 +0000

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 BOYS terrible two-ing at the same time is downright exhausting. Frustrating. Infuriating.