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Mommy Time

Posted: May 14, 2016 in family, funny, kids, parenting, toddlers, tweens
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The kids have been getting some use out of their pool the past few days, since the temps have shot up to around 100 degrees here. I have been letting them go out around 4:30 and they are usually out for about an hour. During this time, I do not go out with them, since daddy is out in the garage right next to them. After I get Little L ready and both out the door, I get to take a breath, take in the moment of silence then start on making dinner.

This evening, hubby comes to the door and tells me to bring the towels. When I get to the door, he has went back to the garage. I holler for Oldest to come get the towels. He says why don’t I come out and bring them. I tell him no that dinner is on the stove. He gives me this look like I can’t spend time with them. I spend all day with them and although I love them dearly, I need that hour of peace to do what I  need to do. Since L has given up nap time, there is no quiet time for mommy anymore.

I think he is the one that needs to spend more time with them. I am the one that takes them shopping with me and that is a stressfull adventure most times. I am the one in the house with them, helping with school work, doing house work, changing diapers and cleaning up messes.

He often says that I am crazy,. I am sure if he did this all day, everyday, he would be too.  πŸ™‚

Oldest had to go to the Library on Wednesday to find a book to read for her Literature class. About 2 times a year, they give her a list of books that she can pick from. The hardest part is finding one that our local library actually has on its shelf and not have to wait for it to be shipped from another location. I wasn’t going to take Little L, but hubby talked me into it. Saying that the more she goes, the better she will get about the whole thing. Which makes since, so the 3 of us loaded up and got out of here around 11:30. On the way, we have to pass the park. Little L starts talking about the park and how she wants to go. I told her the last time we went, which was sometime ago, she wasn’t very nice when it came time to leave. She kept asking me if we could go and I told her that if she was especially good in the library I would stop on the way home.

We got inside and made our way to the kid section while Oldest got her book she picked out. There were a few kids already there so it made it easy for L to stay. I went over to the nearest shelf which has the beginning reader books and right off the bat, found 3 books that I knew she would like. She came over to me and seen one of the books, a Monsters Inc. book, she said “You got me monsters!” I said “Yes, and look what else, 2 Wally Kazaam books.” She was really excited and carried them over to the seat to look at them. I was beaming at this point, giving myself silent high fives. I heard Little L pretending to read from one of the books. When I looked up she had a couple of the kids looking at her like she was really reading them. I thought this was super cute and went back to looking. She got up and left her books on the chair and started to play. One of the kids got up and picked up the stack and and yelled at his mom who was sitting on the side on her laptop. “Hey mom, are these mine?” I looked at her in horror, when she said, “no honey, they aren’t unless you…” I cut her off, “So sorry, those are my daughters, she carried them over there.” She said OK but she gave me the look. You know the “Geeze lady it is just a book” look, but dammit, I want those and my kid wants those. So bring on the looks lady I don’t care!

I found her several more and went to sit down while I waited on Oldest to get back from looking. I let L play for a while longer. She was doing really good and I didn’t want to try to drag her out. When there was only one child left I asked if she was ready to head to the park? She said and yes and bolted for the door. Oldest ran to catch up, luckily I had already checked the books out.

We got to the park and there were lots of kids. She played for the most part by herself, running from slide to slide. There was one girl that asked her if she wanted to play but it was more, watch what I am doing, but stay next to me. L watched quietly, while the girl scooped sand into a cup. We were there for about 45 minutes, when I told her that we needed to get ready to head on home. She said ok and wanted to go down the slide one more time. Well, that one more time, turned into 25 mores times, or so it seemed. She would not slow down and it was getting to where I was afraid she was going to fall and hurt herself from acting so darn silly. There was another mom there with her daughter and she smiled at me, but I felt the need to explain why my kid wasn’t listening to me. “She is the hardest kid to get to leave.” I said. She just kept on smiling. Oldest had come over and was trying to reason with L but she wasn’t listening to either one of us. When she came down the slide and headed back up the steps, we ambushed her, to put it mildly, and I picked her up and carried her kicking and screaming to the car.

For the most part the day went well. We will have to see when she gets to go back to the park. I would love to take her a few times a week, the more she goes, the better it will be. But right now I feel like I am kid napping my own child every time we leave! πŸ™‚

 

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Never say yes when a 2 year old asks if you wanna fight. Why? Because they are short and will kick you in the shin over and over!

True story, happened today!

Happy March! πŸ™‚

 

Little L is not a book lover. She has oodles and oodles of books but no want to read or even look at them. I took the girls to the Library on Saturday to return the mound of books we got the last time we went. Being Saturday there were a lot of kids there, mostly older. There was no one in the kids area so I couldn’t get L’s interest in any of the toys while Oldest went to look for books. I asked if she wanted to look for some books to take home. She said no and made her way over into the kids computer area and sat down at one of them. I asked if she wanted to use one and she said yes. I got the library card out and punched in my numbers and my password. It said we had 30 minutes of use time. By that time though, Little L had lost interest and had gotten up. I closed it out and walked after her, hoping that she wouldn’t cause too much chaos. Oldest came back with several books in her hand and said she wanted to look some more. By this time, L wondered into the kids play area and there was another little girl playing with blocks. I told L maybe she would like to play with her. The mom heard me and said that her daughter would love too. But the little girl didn’t want anything to do with L. She started crying when her mom gave L some of the blocks that she was using. I told L to come get the blocks out of the other bucket to use and she did, but the girl was not having it. Finally the mom asked the little girl what she wanted to do. She told her look for books and get movies. I asked how old she was and she told me 2, she would be 3 in April. Wow, just 2 months older then L and she was speaking in more complete sentences. They left and L got bored and decided to walk through the book section. I tried to get her to look at books, but she thinks everywhere is a playground. I don’t know how to break her of it. She was climbing on the tables and had to test out every seat in the room. We walked around and made our way back to the kid play area. There were tons of kids there by this time. I guess they had all gotten there books and was ready to play. L went over and was playing with a couple of kids. I told Oldest to keep an eye on her and not let her leave the area, while I searched for some books for her to take home.

I ended up with just 5, the racks were bare for some strange reason and not a good selection was left to get. I went on and checked them out and was coming back when I seen L was following another girl, which was older, out of the play area. I told her she can’t do that and she had to stay. She turned to go back in, but then decided that she was going to do what she wants and walked out and headed across the main part of the Library. I went after her and when she stopped I scooped her up and headed out the door. She got upset when we hit the pavement and was wanting to go back in. I told Oldest. who was following, to get the car opened cause L was slipping out of my arms. I got her buckled up and told her that she didn’t listen so we can’t stay if she can’t do what I ask. She calmed down and we headed on home.

Oldest always liked books. When she was L’s age, she would want someone to read to her everyday. Sometimes the same book over and over, sometimes several different books. I worry that the way L is, it is going to be hard when she does start school.

Thanks for reading. πŸ™‚

I May Not Like You

Posted: February 20, 2016 in blog, kids, parenting, toddlers
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You wake up so loving and sweet,
But once that floor touches your feet,
Game is on.

My sweet baby once so calm and serene
You make me want to cry and scream.
I try to talk to you, make you understand.
I know you are only 2,Β  and I shouldn’t reprimand.

You give me a hard time through most of the day,
I sometimes don’t know whether to run or stay.
Your tantrums and meltdowns, I know are a stage,
You will grow out of it, one of these days.

But for now, little one
Please remember one tiny thing,
I may not like you sometimes,
But my love for you will always remain.

I love you Little L.  πŸ™‚

The Run Around

Posted: January 15, 2016 in blog, family, kids, parenting, toddlers, Uncategorized
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My Little L has been giving me a run around lately. Every other night, she gets a bath. Every other night she cries and carries on while I am trying to wash her hair and body. After it is over, she plays calmly in the water, till I say lets get out. That brings on another emotional outburst or she just out right ignores me. I finally get her out and if I am quick I can get the towel wrapped around her. But she is tricky, and she will take off running out the door and through the house. One time, her feet was still wet and she hit the tile floor in the living room and fell right on her rump. I laughed. It did slow her down, that night. After I get her somewhat dried off, I tell her to get onto the bed. Same routine every other night. She decides it is “climb on the bed, stand up, run around, and sit her happy little naked butt right on my pillow.” I tell her to get off, that it isn’t nice. She ignores again. I tell her that she is going to be in trouble. Still nothing. I get mad, lose my cool. Start yelling. Which she thinks is funny. She will then stand up, run around the bed, do some flips if she can. Then if daddy is in the house, he will come in and she still won’t listen. She thinks he will play with her. He tries to help me put on the diaper. She kicks and screams cause daddy is holding her. I will get the diaper on her and then her clothes. As long as he sits beside her. If he gets up, she is right back to acting like a crazy wild animal that just get into your house and can’t get out.

Then after all the “fun” we just had, she will calmly go into the other room and play or watch something on my tablet until bed time.Β  Just like she is right now. πŸ™‚

Kids can say some of the silliest things at times, we all know that. Through all the whining and crying and eating this week, Little L has said some pretty funny stuff. I need to write everything she says down, but when she says it, I think I will remember and well, then I don’t. But yesterday she outdid herself and I thought I would share a few with you.

“Come on buuuddy, Let’s dance!”Β  I don’t know if she has heard this one or she came up with it but it is really funny to hear it come out of her mouth. Especially when she stretches out the word buddy and she is wiggling her booty. When she first said it, she had her sis and I LOLing about it all day.

“Well well well, you have the bacon.”Β  She said this one last night over and over while her and sissy were playing. I guess she was wanting bacon and thought her sister had some. Anyways, it was one for the books, definitely.

Yesterday at lunch time, daddy was sitting on the couch eating. L was eating and watching a cartoon. He got done and as he was getting up, I sat down in his spot. Little L didn’t see this exchange. A few minutes later, she looked over at me and said, “Where daddy go?” “He went to the bathroom,” I told her. Then she scrunched up her little face and said, very disgustedly, “With him lunch!” Oldest was sitting on the other couch and we cracked up. “Oh no baby, he finished his lunch.” I said laughing. “Oh ok,” she said, and went right back to her cartoons.

Thanks for reading! πŸ™‚

It has rained all week here in the desert. Been very gloomy and dreary looking out, except for this morning when the sun actually peaked from behind the clouds for a few hours. Now it is right back to being cloudy and dark.

Since the rain has moved in, Little L has not been in the best of moods. I don’t know if this is what is causing her rants and excessive whining, but I am going to go with it. Yesterday all she did was eat. Must be a growth spell or making up for being sick over Christmas, but she ate everything she could get her hands on. Good thing we went to the store last Friday and stocked up. In the middle of all the eating, she cries and whines over the littlest of things. This morning, trying to get back into the bathroom, I turned on the t.v. I asked if she wanted to watch Disney or PBS. She said she wanted a show off of Netflix. I turned on Netflix and picked the show she said and started to walk away. She started screaming and saying no, no, no. I turned around, grabbed the remote and turned it back off. The screaming still went on. I swatted her on the rear and told her to knock it off, it was way too early for all that. I finally got back into the bathroom after picking another show and told her to watch or not. She watched.

Later, Oldest and I were going over her school work and Little L was playing with her dad.Β  He wasn’t doing something to her liking, so she started the screaming again. I looked at Oldest who said that she has been whining and screaming alot this week. I said, “must be the weather.” “Mom you say that all the time.” Then she proceeded to give examples. “Oh, I think I must have broke my ankle, must be the weather.” I came back with, “Because I slipped in the mud from all the rain, so yes, it is the weather.” “I hurt my wrist playing video games.” Then I said, “Because I was trapped inside, it must be the weather.” This went on for a little while longer, and it gave us a good laugh.

I have always said that phrase. I grew up hearing it and there is a good chance I will continue to say it and I know Oldest will say it too when she is grown and has kids. Then they can give her a hard time just like she does me. πŸ™‚

It has been a crazy day. I have been baking for a few hours. Not much, just some fudge and cookies. But I have been trying to do other things in between the taking out and putting in of the goodies. Daddy let Oldest put some presents under the tree earlier. I thought we were going to wait till tonight like we usually do, but he said it was ok. Last night we got in a bit of a tiff over letting the girls open up a present on Christmas eve. It is the same argument every year. He says that when he was a kid, they waited till Christmas morning.Β  When I was a kid, we opened one up on Christmas eve. Just one. I remember one year she didn’t open anything until Christmas morning, because he threw such a fuss over it. I always pick out a special something for them to open,Β  usually pajamas. Last year, they opened one early and he didn’t get upset. After going to bed mad at each other, and I didn’t make him his big breakfast that he likes, he told me while the kids were putting out the presents, that they could open one tonight.

When I wrapped Little L’s presents, I put the name tags on them as I went, like any normal person. When I wrapped the ones for Oldest a few days later, I was going to do the name tags later. Today, while putting out a couple of things for her I was going to write the name tags. There was a big box and a small box. For the life of me I couldn’t think of what was in the small box. I looked at it, shook it, felt around on the box. Nothing was coming to me. Good thing I made a list. I had to look at it to remember. My memory is definitely gone, I tell ya.

I few more things to get done and that’s it. Just waiting on the jolly man in red to come visit. Even though Little L is sick she is still excited. After we set out the presents, she wanted to start opening them. But she is being good and left them alone when we told her we had to wait.

Hope everyone has a wonderful Christmas Eve and a very Merry Christmas!! πŸ™‚

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I have come to the conclusion that I am a Germaphobic, and sometimes a hypochondriac. Every time I am around some one that is sick or says those dreaded words, I fell like I am getting sick, I totally freak out in my own mind. OMG how close was I to that person before they said those words? Did I touch anything they did? Hell, I’m screwed! I am always the one to get sick no matter what. I was told many years ago that you can’t get sick from walking out side in freezing weather in shorts or barefooted. I had to test that out apparently, and ran outside one time, barefoot. I didn’t leave my deck, I just ran out to grab something and ran back in the house. The next day, sick! There have been more instances but I just don’t want to relive them.

Now, when someone is sick, I must wash my hands every time I come in contact with whatever they may have touched. I try to stay my distance, believe me. But when it is your kid that sick, sometimes you just can’t. Walking in their room with a mask around your mouth and nose, my make them a little uncomfortable. So you just have to grin and bear it.

I am not sick…yet! But Little L now has whatever Oldest got over the weekend. Poor little baby is gonna be sick on Christmas. There is still 2 days left, so maybe the worst will be over quickly for her and by Friday morning she will be ready to go. But then I have a feeling, it will be my turn, because it is inevitable. πŸ™‚