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The night before 7th grade and Oldest is finally in bed. Her wanting school to start is officially over. No more going to bed at midnight and sleeping till 10. No more lounging about watching music videos in the morning while eating Rice Krispies. As I was kissing her goodnight, she was saying she didn’t want school to start. I told her to be grateful that she didn’t have to get up at 6 a.m. and catch a school bus like I did. She said that she was still going to get up early.  “Well yea so you can get started.” I said.  She said, “No, One Direction is going to be performing on t.v. at 7:30.”  I, in my sarcastic mommy voice says, “oh that is way more important then school!”  She was in total agreement.  We laughed and said our love you’s. My little 7th grader, you are growing up too fast. 🙂

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Friday started out ok. Oldest had an eye appointment at 10 a.m. We were up and made it out of the house on time and even got in early at the office. Her prescription has changed dramatically. She had been saying that it was getting harder to see things far away again and she wears her glasses all the time. The doctor did say that it looked like she had done alot of growing over the year and that is the reason for the big change. Which made me feel better. Poor kid, she inherited my bad eyesight genes.

We went out to look at the new glass frames and she began trying some on. A few she liked, a few she didn’t. Then she found the big nerdy pair that was on top of the glasses display. She put them on and was immediately in love. I, on the other hand, was not. They were too big for her face. The lady that was helping us came over and she looked at them and then told her to hold on while she went to grab another pair that was similar that may fit better. They were the same style, but smaller. Oldest did not approve. She was set on the bigger frames. The lady told her that those didn’t fit her face and wasn’t sitting on the bridge of her nose correctly. She would be constantly pushing them up since they would slide, and she added, with her prescription the lenses were going to be on the thick side, which would make the frames heavy. She walked off for this to soak in, but Oldest has a very hard head. I kept repeating what we were told, but she wanted what she wanted. She finally gave in and said that she would get the other pair. But she wasn’t a happy camper about the whole thing. The lady put in the order for them and then told us that we were allowed one replacement pair and maybe in a couple of months we could come back and get those. That sounded great to me, although Oldest wasn’t listening. She is sooooo stubborn. We left and I knew that the rest of the morning was not going to be much fun.

I had to pick up some milk, so we walked over to the Walmart. (I love having everything in one place.) Oldest wouldn’t speak to me for some time. I was looking around and picking up a few extra things for the house and all she kept saying was “can we go?” Towards the end, her mood started to change, she finally started to talk and joke around with me.  Then she asked if we go could to Target and get a pretzel. Here we go again. Target is close to the house, but in the opposite direction that we were at. She thought it was no big deal to drop off the groceries and head back out just to buy her a pretzel. I said no, maybe this weekend. Once again her smile turned into a frown. I swear this kid sets us up for failure all the time.

Once we were home, she ran in and told daddy that I wouldn’t let her get the glasses that she wanted. I knew that was going to happen.  I told him what the lady said, and he agreed. If she was telling her not to get them, then don’t get them. Made perfect sense to us, and I know one day it will make sense to Oldest. I just hope that day comes soon. 🙂

 

Honest

Posted: July 16, 2015 in blog, Daughter, funny, kids, toddlers
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Sitting with Little L while she was eating breakfast this morning. She looks at me with the sweetest expression on her face. Then she says “Sorry” in her cute baby voice.
Me: “Sorry?”
L: “Uh huh” while shaking her head yes.
She hadn’t did anything to have to be sorry about.
Me: “Why are you saying sorry for?”
L: Shakes head yes again while saying “Sorry.”
Me: “Is that for all the things your going to get into today?”
L: Shakes head yes all while giving me that sweet little grin.
Me: “Well atleast your being honest.”

I have to admit, I am a little scared now.  🙂

I took Oldest to get her blood work done on the 26th of June. I was expecting a call from the endocrinologist around the following Monday or Tuesday. Nothing. With all the family stuff at the end of the week,  I didn’t get to call them until this past Monday. At first I had to leave a message for them to call me back. About 2 hours later the receptionist called and said the doctor didn’t want to give me the results over the phone and wanted me to bring Oldest in. “Ok when”?  I asked, thinking the next day. “Well, she said to “squeeze” you in on the 21st.” “The 21st, that is 2 weeks away. And you can’t tell me whether the tests were good or bad?” I asked. She said no the doctor didn’t give her the information.  So I accepted the appointment and hung up. Another hour went by and the nurse called. She had the results and told me that her levels were still elevated, and her Vitamin D level was still low. I actually couldn’t believe it. She has been cutting out the extra sugar and has been drinking more milk. Even started taking vitamins again. The nurse, who was very nice, said to eat healthy and exercise. That is one thing Oldest does not do is exercise. Also, they sent a prescription of more vitamin d pills to my pharmacy which is silly cause my insurance doesn’t cover the cost. Plus, last ones she took hurt her stomach every day she took them. I told the nurse this and she seemed surprised that they bothered her. I asked if I could just buy some over the counter and she said yes, but get atleast 2000 iu. Then she said after she is on them for atleast 6 weeks she will have to get her blood work done again but the doctor will tell me about that when we come in for the appointment.  So today I receive in the mail the lab request sheet for them to check her viatamin d. She hasn’t been on the pills a week yet and already sending me this. They are really confusing and I wish that we could change doctors. All they talked about in the first appointment was for her to lose weight.

On a brighter note, she went in for her Scoliosis check up and it was good. No signs of change and her curvature is at 20%. The doctor said come back in in October and if it hasn’t changed he will move her appointments to every 6 months. 🙂

What is up with today’s young ladies fashions? I have read several things about if you let your toddler wear a bikini you are a horrible mother. My question is, what if you are a mom of a tween? Tweens are at the age of puberty. Every thing about their bodies are changing for them. So let us make it harder and throw swim suit season in. This time of year, all you see are skimpy little tops and bottoms. The girls wanting to find just the right suit and the mom’s cringing at everything they pick out. I, for one, just experienced this.

Oldest had been wanting a new bathing suit. She hasn’t had one for a few years now. Whenever she gets to go in swimming, she wears shorts and a tank top. Her dad likes it this way, she is covered up and no one gets hurt. But this year, she wants actual swim attire. We went up to Wal-Mart this past Wednesday and before we left she wanted to look at the suits. I was in the produce section right across so I let her go over by herself. She came back with a cute pair of swim trunks for girls, and a bikini top. Oh hell no, I thought. I collected my thoughts and spoke slowly. I tried to keep my words at a minimum, and my eyes in their sockets.  “NO!” “But mom” came out of her mouth. I told her there was no way I was going to let her take home that top. She grumped and groaned at me and then I told her that if she took that home, her dad would kill us both. She made her way back over to the suits and I finished up my shopping. She came back with another top this one was more like a shirt and she asked if she could go try it on. I said ok. By the time I made my way over to the clothes section she was done and she was in love with the shirt and shorts. I asked the normal questions, “Did they fit?” “Yes, they do, and the top comes down to here.” She pointed to her belly button. Ok sounds all right so I let her buy them.

We get home and she immediately runs in to try on the new outfit. Her dad and I was talking when she pops out of the bathroom. She was so excited to show us. Our mouths hit the floor. The top, which I thought was going to be at her navel, but wasn’t anywhere close. It was actually  snug on her and she had her shoulders bent in funny. Her dad immediately said no, she had to take it back. She asked why. He told her it didn’t fit right and he did not approve. She ran back into the bathroom. I knew I should have went in to that dressing room with her. Parenting fail on my part. She came out and was upset and mad and couldn’t figure out why we were saying no way. It is really hard sometimes to find the right words to explain why we don’t want her to wear such clothing. So I started off by saying, “For one, you are only 11, that top was made for an older girl, atleast 16.” “Two, it showed way, way, waaaayyy to much.”  Now, I don’t want her to be ashamed of her body, by all means. But she just doesn’t seem to get that even though she is not thinking about it, someone else may be. I told her I didn’t want anyone looking at her like that since she doesn’t look 11. She sulked around for awhile, and wanted to go back to return the top and get something else. I told her that we would get to it. It wasn’t a necessity to take it back right that minute.

She made plans to go over to her friends house tonight for a sleepover and asked me if we could take the top back, since there would be swimming involved.  Her dad and I talked about it, and I told her that she could wait on a new top and that she was just going to have to wear her tank top this time. We did let her keep the shorts.

At this point in my life, I think it would be easier to raise a boy.  🙂

 

Oldest decided she was tired of the blue hair. Yes, I know, already! I think I liked it more then she did. She wanted to change it to red. Red is not a favorite color of hubby so when she said it, I cringed. I took her up to Walgreens at the beginning of the week to look at what they had. She had picked out 2 different reds that were permanent hair color. I was standing in front of the Splat hair coloring when she came over to me. I didn’t want her to use a permanent color, and I was looking at her choices when she looked up and saw the Splat Fire Ombre kit. She was in love. It came with 2 colors, red ignite and hot ember. She had made up her mind, that was it. She and I both talked about it and decided that if it didn’t look good, she could just wash it more to get it out, unlike the permanent stuff.

She used the bleach the next day, but she missed some spots especially where it is super thick in the back. I wanted to help, but she wanted to do it on her own. She still had alot of blue back there, and wanted to do another bleaching. I told her no, had to draw the line. She finally got to color it this afternoon. Since she does a side part, she decided to do a different color on each side. Then when it was parted, it would overlap. The red ignite came out more a hot pink color but the hot ember came out just right.

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The only bad part, the bottles were smaller then in the single color kits, and the hot ember wasn’t filled to the top. We ran out and she has some dark areas at the bottom. Looks good, but there should have been more on the bottle. I guess that is their way of getting you to buy more of their product. Come on Splat!

Anyways, she loves it and that is all that matters. I told her she had to keep this color more then 3 weeks though and then her dad told her this was it, no more. I hope she loves it as much as she said she does, looks like she is stuck with it for a long while.  🙂

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Little L, you are growing up so fast. It is hard to believe you will be 2 in a little over a month. Time truly does fly! Oldest and I were talking about it just today. How much you have learned and how much you do. You are like the energizer bunny rabbit for sure. Keeps going and going. Oldest misses your cuddles on the couch in the mornings. Now you will lie beside her for just a few minutes if that much, then you are up and running. No stopping you. L, your vocabulary has gotten so much better also. You have picked up several new words just over the past week, and your little voice is so sweet. While sitting at the dinner table today, you said, “Hi Momma.” “Hi Dadda.” pausing just enough to let us say hi back. You have known those words for awhile now, but to hear you say them, just melts my heart. You also broke out into a dance and singing. The words we could make out really well were Me, Myself and Me. We all laughed and you thought that was just wonderful. You are putting words together to make sentences, too. Just the other day, after coming home from shopping, you ran up to your Grandma and said, “I go bye bye.”  You understand so much. I just can’t get over it and I want to brag about how smart you are to everyone I see.   🙂

 

Turn Back Time

Posted: April 30, 2015 in blog, Daughter, kids, tweens
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Having a conversation with Oldest about her birthday. Which isn’t until October, but she likes to talk about it.

Oldest: Can’t believe I will be 12 on my Birthday!

Me: No you won’t.

Oldest: Yes I will. I am 11 now, then 12, then 13, then 14…

Me: Nope you will be 8 this year. I liked it when you were 8. You were nice.

Her dad walks in and hears us talking and says, “Let’s make it 7, 7 was a good age.”

Me: Ok, 7 it is.

Oldest: You can’t do that. I don’t want to be 7 or 8.

Me: Why not. You were nice and little still. You were mommy’s helper.

Oldest: *Getting mad at me now* I am going to be 12 and you can’t stop me.

*Oh dear one, I know I can’t. If I could, I would. I would turn it all around, in a heartbeat.*

 

A Good Day

Posted: April 30, 2015 in blog, Daughter, family, kids, ramblings, toddlers
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Today so far, has been a good day. The sun is up, the sky is blue and Little L woke up in a good mood. Now here in the desert, the sky is always blue and that sun is always shining, but that good mood part has been far and few.

L has been rather a Grumpy Greta, a Moody Mona, a Bratty Brenda you could say the past several days. Waking up demanding the t v on. Not being happy with the choices, then wanting food but not eating. Whining all day. Skipping her nap Tuesday, made for a long day, she tried to fight it yesterday, but I won. 

She has been playing this morning, laughing and being silly. Now she is happily watching Umi Zoomi and eating a grape popsicle.  Hoping this mood stays with her for awhile.

Happy Thursday everyone. 🙂

Tonight I had the joy of cleaning up puke from the kitchen sink. Yes, a wonderful job at 10:00 at night.  Oldest was gargling salt water and her daddy was talking to her when she started coughing.  He was telling her to spit the phlegm out and when she tried, up came dinner. All of it. In the sink. Chunks and all. Ok ok… I will stop with the description. You’re lucky though, I was so wanting to take a pic of it to share.

Oooh, I could have taken a pic and posted it on Facebook saying it was dinner. I wouldn’t have been lying. I really get tired of seeing people’s meals posted, because frankly, the food doesn’t look that good.

But back to Oldest. She was sick after her last sleepover. For two weeks, she was just feeling better down to a little cough. She went for another sleep over at the same kids house. Birthday and all and she really wanted to go. Guess what? Two days later, “mom my throat hurts.” It is never ending. I mean how many times do we have to be sick this spring? I have had enough. Don’t these people ever clean? Every time she goes, she comes back with the sickness.  Her dad and I have grounded her from sleep overs till atleast 2 weeks after school ends. Hopefully all the little germs will be wiped out and we can enjoy her summer break snot free.

And puke free, can’t forget about that. 😉