Wednesday, November 26, 2008
The Children's Book, "If You Give a Mouse a Cookie," is a Metaphor for My Life.
If your toddler wakes up in the morning...She'll want to eat some breakfast.
You'll fix her some scrambled eggs, and she'll ask you for some ketchup.
The ketchup will get all over, so you'll have to give her a bath.
And put clean clothes on her.
While in her room, she'll see her books. So she'll ask you to read her a story.
After you read her favorite story for the millionth time, she'll want to play. You'll have to get down her blocks.
As she's making a royal mess of the blocks, she'll realize that she's hungry again. She'll ask you for a snack. You'll try to give her something healthy, but she'll see the goldfish in the pantry. She'll demand fish.
When she's finished eating her goldfish, she'll ask you for some milk. Then she'll want to go outside to drink it.
On the way outside, she'll spill the milk on the dining room floor. You'll step on a block running to catch her.
You'll leave the door open so you can keep one eye on your toddler while you try to tackle the mess from breakfast, dirty PJs, goldfish, blocks and milk on the floor.
You'll avert your eyes for a couple minutes and your toddler will attack the cat. She'll get scratched and start crying.
You'll feel like the worst parent in the world and get your baby cleaned up and give her a frozen gogurt to make her feel better. When she's feeling better, she'll want to go outside again. This time, you go out with her.
She'll climb into the garden bed and shove a handful of dirt into her mouth. When you ask her to spit it out, she'll spit it all over her gogurt-embellished jacket. Another bath? no, you'll just dust her off and bring her inside. She'll ask you for some lunch
You'll push aside the mess from breakfast and feed her a quesadilla and some peas. She might eat some of it. The rest will be thrown onto the floor. You realize the toddler is obviously tired, so you'll take her into her room for a nap.
She'll catch wise to the naptime routine and throw a small tantrum. So you calm her down by reading a half-dozen books. You put her down for a nap.
Finally able to take a breath, you look around your house. You have a choice here - begin cleaning up, shower, or nap. You try cleaning up, but end up falling asleep on the couch.
You've only conqured half the day; somehow you still feel like the luckiest girl in the world, because you know that tomorrow your toddler will wake up in the morning.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Oh, NO! Baby Jesus is missing!
We bought the girls a little toy nativity set. It's really cute, with a manger, baby Jesus, Mary and Joseph. Victoria has fallen in love with it. She takes them everywhere, but always as a complete set. She likes to put all of the pieces in a little purse and carry it around. But the baby Jesus she is most fond of. She will pick him up and hold him, saying "baby, baby."
Glammie and Guapo took the girls out to their favorite restaurant, Chick-fil-A, on Saturday night. Victoria brought her purse. That night, I noticed that baby Jesus was missing. The next day, we asked Victoria, "where is baby Jesus?" She said "Baby. car." and runs toward the front door. Together we searched the car high and low. Baby Jesus was nowhere to be found.
We will eventually replace the baby Jesus. For now, whenever Victoria finds the manger, she says, "Baby! Oh no! car!" and trys to find him.
Awww, babies' first public meltdown - how cute!
Well, it seems the girls are entering the "terrible twos" a little early. Here's the story -
I go to a tax workshop on Saturday morning, and Zach decides to take the girls to the mall. I head over to meet them around noon. "Constance is poopy," Zach says over the phone, "meet me at the family bathroom so I can change her diaper." I meet them, give the girls hugs, and hoist Constance up to the changing table. Looking around the stroller, I note the absence of a diaper bag.
"Um, Zach," I say, as gently as possible, "did you bring any diapers?"
"I thought you kept them in the stroller," comes his reply. "I'll run out to the car to get some."
So I stroll the girls around the mall for 10 minutes. Constance decides she is too uncomfortable sitting in poop, so she wrangles free of her seat belt, climbing out of the stroller. Victoria sees that Constance has freedom, so she starts crying. Constance begins screaming when I grab her hand to prevent her from running around the busy mall, and soon I am one Mommie, with two screaming toddlers at the Roseville Galleria. ON A SATURDAY.
Somehow, I am able to herd the girls back to the relative safety of the new "family lounge," which I now realize I never should have left - there are toys there! This time, there is a very kind stranger who offers me a diaper. Sweet! One problem solved.
Zach shows up with more diapers and wipes, and soon we are ready to eat lunch. By now, it is almost 12:30 and the girls are really hungry. Recall, if you will, our lack of diaper bag - this means no snacks, cups, toys, books...
The new food court is totally packed, so we decide on Panda Express because the food is already made and the line moves fast. Zach sets the girls up outside and I get the food. There are no high chairs available, so the girls get to sit big-girl style, which pretty much means they have to stand on chairs to reach their food. Constance is now happy with her terriyaki chicken, but Victoria sees the fortune cookie and thereby spoils her meal.
Thanks to Glammie, Victoria can spot a Diet Coke in any cup, can or bottle, so she refuses any food or water and reaches across the table for the coke. When she stands up, she looks down and sees terriyaki chicken and fried rice covering her jacket and starts wailing. I mean, wailing and thrashing and screaming. I become desperate at this point and try to give her another fortune cookie and a sip of coke to calm her down. Doesn't work. It's clearly time to go, but both girls refuse to sit in their stroller. Zach wrestles each one into the seat belt and we head out of the mall, with two banshees screaming all the way.
Zach notices at least one lady sneering at us. I'm glad I didn't see her. I really think I would have confronted her. "Seriously, lady," I think, "have YOU had twin toddlers at the mall? I would LOVE to hear how you think we should better handle this."
Actually, I do know one thing that would have helped - a well-stocked diaper bag. I think Daddy's learned his lesson :)
I go to a tax workshop on Saturday morning, and Zach decides to take the girls to the mall. I head over to meet them around noon. "Constance is poopy," Zach says over the phone, "meet me at the family bathroom so I can change her diaper." I meet them, give the girls hugs, and hoist Constance up to the changing table. Looking around the stroller, I note the absence of a diaper bag.
"Um, Zach," I say, as gently as possible, "did you bring any diapers?"
"I thought you kept them in the stroller," comes his reply. "I'll run out to the car to get some."
So I stroll the girls around the mall for 10 minutes. Constance decides she is too uncomfortable sitting in poop, so she wrangles free of her seat belt, climbing out of the stroller. Victoria sees that Constance has freedom, so she starts crying. Constance begins screaming when I grab her hand to prevent her from running around the busy mall, and soon I am one Mommie, with two screaming toddlers at the Roseville Galleria. ON A SATURDAY.
Somehow, I am able to herd the girls back to the relative safety of the new "family lounge," which I now realize I never should have left - there are toys there! This time, there is a very kind stranger who offers me a diaper. Sweet! One problem solved.
Zach shows up with more diapers and wipes, and soon we are ready to eat lunch. By now, it is almost 12:30 and the girls are really hungry. Recall, if you will, our lack of diaper bag - this means no snacks, cups, toys, books...
The new food court is totally packed, so we decide on Panda Express because the food is already made and the line moves fast. Zach sets the girls up outside and I get the food. There are no high chairs available, so the girls get to sit big-girl style, which pretty much means they have to stand on chairs to reach their food. Constance is now happy with her terriyaki chicken, but Victoria sees the fortune cookie and thereby spoils her meal.
Thanks to Glammie, Victoria can spot a Diet Coke in any cup, can or bottle, so she refuses any food or water and reaches across the table for the coke. When she stands up, she looks down and sees terriyaki chicken and fried rice covering her jacket and starts wailing. I mean, wailing and thrashing and screaming. I become desperate at this point and try to give her another fortune cookie and a sip of coke to calm her down. Doesn't work. It's clearly time to go, but both girls refuse to sit in their stroller. Zach wrestles each one into the seat belt and we head out of the mall, with two banshees screaming all the way.
Zach notices at least one lady sneering at us. I'm glad I didn't see her. I really think I would have confronted her. "Seriously, lady," I think, "have YOU had twin toddlers at the mall? I would LOVE to hear how you think we should better handle this."
Actually, I do know one thing that would have helped - a well-stocked diaper bag. I think Daddy's learned his lesson :)
Flowers from Daddy
Zach came home from work on Saturday with a surprise - flowers for all 3 of his girls! Constance and Victoria danced around with theirs. So cute!
Sunday Leaves
We raked the leaves yesterday, and the girls instinctively knew what to do! They jumped in the pile, rolled around, tossed the leaves into the air. We had a great time.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Apple Hill
We had a great time at Apple Hill with the Creiglows today. We visited High Hill Farm, ate Fudge and caramel apples, had a picnic and, of course, bought some fresh apples!
The girls' favorite part of the day was certainly the ducks at the pond. These ducks would eat right out of their hand. Constance just said "duck, duck, duck," over and over. As usual, see more pics at flickr!
The girls' favorite part of the day was certainly the ducks at the pond. These ducks would eat right out of their hand. Constance just said "duck, duck, duck," over and over. As usual, see more pics at flickr!
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
i don't even know what to call this...
Last night, Victoria gets on all fours in front of the fridge. "Huh," I think, that's funny. "What's she doing, yoga," I ask Zach. She must have heard us. The next thing we know, she's walking up the fridge into a handstand! WHERE would she have picked that up? This girl is interesting...
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
our friend Sarah
This is from a couple days ago, but I wanted to share it. The girls' friend Sarah came over to play. The girls had fun playing with Duplos and eating lunch together. Sarah looks just like her mommy Abby and she has a big personality! I had to hold her and sing to her for awhile to make her comfortable in our house, but after lunch she was singing and dancing around with my girls. It's really neat to see the little ones interacting with each other! They're all so cute.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Multimedia message
Victoria colored only the dog's paws. Not bad for 21 months old!
Constance still eats the crayons.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
little reader
Lately, we've figured out that if we don't know where Constance is, the first place to look is the bookshelf. I snapped this the other day, as she was sitting quietly in the chair in the nursery, just flipping through her books. She also loves to bring books to me and sit in my lap as I read to her. It's just about the sweetest thing in the world.
My Little Engineer
So, we know Victoria likes to study everything. She's always inspecting things, as though she really wants to know how they work. Today I came home from my MOMS tea and she had built this--
Pretty simple, but until now she's just built single stacks with the Duplos. I especially like the little lego guy on top :) Maybe she'll be an engineer, like her "Guapo!" (Grandpa Dave)
Pretty simple, but until now she's just built single stacks with the Duplos. I especially like the little lego guy on top :) Maybe she'll be an engineer, like her "Guapo!" (Grandpa Dave)
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