29 August 2008
27 August 2008
First of all, you must ASK if you want a juice. I'm not in any way opposed to you having a juice, but you do NOT just help yourself into my refrigerator.
Second, I do NOT have to get every toy and game that you see on TV. I am your BABYSITTER, kid. You need to hit up your mom or dad for those things.
Third, we are NOT going to have Spongebob going for the entire day. Just because Nickelodeon runs it for hours on end doesn't mean that I have to see it.
And lastly, if you want my kids to play with you, you need to be nice. Don't get upset with C when he won't play with you after you smash the football into his face.
While the dad of this boy made arrangements with me to watch him, the mom doesn't seem 100% on board. So, he may go to his other grandmother's for part of the afternoon. Whatever the arrangements, I am happy that the committment is only going to be 2 afternoons a week. I couldn't handle more than that.
He's a good boy, and for his first day in a new place with new people, he did well. I just hope he's a really quick learner also.
****Updated**** Today, he did really well. Only a slight meltdown when asked to help pick up the toys. I think that this will work out yet. Although, I still admit to being thrilled that it is only a "twice a week" gig.
25 August 2008
That being said, having to say goodbye to my friend Stephanie was only the third time in my life that I was being left behind. And I don't do that well, so it's hard.
So, when she invites my family to visit her and her new husband, I jump all over it. I practically had my plan in place the minute the chat closed. And fortunately, J wasn't that hard to get on board. Turns out, deep down he really does want to do what he can to make me happy, and he figured out quickly that this would do the trick.
So, our plan for the Saturday is to visit the Lincoln Park Zoo. And here I wanna thank my dear friend, Jamie, for the suggestion! (Thanks!) It was a great one; one of the cheapest ones in the whole city! But we spend the first half of Saturday chatting over tea, at least Steph and I. The boys, especially C, were getting antsy, but, it's SATURDAY! We finally get everything together and out the door shortly before 11am.
J's gonna drive, so Steph hooks up the GPS and we go. All I have to say about that is that I want a GPS. Our drive into the city goes very smoothly, although it takes much longer than C has the patience for. He starts to bug his brother and M isn't having it, so I have to threaten to sit between them on the ride home.
We FINALLY (at least according to the 6yo) arrive and we park out in the boonies, so it's a good 3/4 mile to the zoo entrance. All C wants to do is get a stuffed snake from the gift shop and ride the train. That's all he talked about for the whole week prior to the trip. We get him convinced that we WILL do those things, but that they are going to come last, so he needs to settle in and decide what animals he wants to see.
Now for some pics. And you just can't take pictures of absolutely everything, so these are my favorites.
The boys at the entrance. They are dressed alike...how silly.
the polar bear. (for you, sis!) This was so cool, watching him swim. But it took me about 6 tries to get that shot!
Timon.....or so C decided.
Pumba. Or not. And for at least the next hour, I had Lion King songs in my head.
The boys on the train. All it did was go around in circles for about 5 minutes on a little strip of asphalt. We paid $4 for that?!?!? Whatever. I think that we were thinking that it was going to go around the zoo, like the one in Green Bay does where the line is always like 1,000 people long. But C seemed to enjoy it regardless.
And then here's C about 5 minutes after leaving the zoo. I did help him get into a more comfortable position after I took the shot!
Poor boy, he was tuckered out.
We spent about $50 on souvenirs, and we got ice cream and ate a picnic lunch (thanks, Steph!) and had a great day!
C already wants to know when we can do it again! The answer? After I get a nap. *yawn*
24 August 2008
We had tons of fun and I am very tired. Too tired to download some pictures to make this more interesting.
I'm going to take a nap.
22 August 2008
Last night, after dinner, J was laying across our bed on his stomach. I was just sitting on the bed next to him and we were chatting about our day.
Next thing I know, in marches C, and he plops himself between his dad and me. I caution him to not jump on Daddy, as Daddy's back isn't feeling the greatest. He's on his knees on the bed, and starts to bounce up and down just on his knees. When he notices that it makes J bounce a little, all he can do is giggle.
Then from a sitting position, I start to bounce too. So it doesn't take long before J decides that enough is enough and he gets up. C, of course couldn't be more thrilled, because that gives him so much more room.
Now, I grew up where bouncing on the bed was taboo. So was bouncing on the couch, and putting your feet on the couch. All of course, because it ruins the furniture, or at least that was what we were told. I don't let my boys bounce on the couch, and they have bunk beds, so bouncing there is completely out. (Imagine that.)
You should have seen C's face when not only did I not keep him from standing on the bed, I stood myself. Now for years, my dad has picked on me because I'm fairly short, but I have to say that it came in very handy last night. *giggle*
And we bounced. And bounced. And bounced. And proved that my two and a half year old bed CAN take the weight of me jumping on it. (How embarrassing would the opposite have been? Yikes.) Until about 10 minutes later, I am pretty out of breath and choose to stop. C stopped, but he would have been willing to keep it up, I'm sure.
And I did stress the ABSOLUTE importance that he is NOT to jump without my permission. With a grin on his face and a twinkle in his eye, he agreed.
Sorry, Mom and Dad. I'll make sure that there is no bouncing at your house. This is the ultimate joy of the old 'My house, my rules'.
21 August 2008
This is the child that because of his evacuation 4 weeks early at birth, wasn't really interested in eating at all. In fact, all he wanted to do was sleep. So, we'd have to wake him just to make sure that he ate.
But the time he is two months, he's interested in eating AND sleeping. And he would nap like it was going out of style. And that was one thing that I didn't do with his brother. I thought, at 21, that I was smarter than the books and advice and I didn't sleep when M slept. So, I have to tell you that M's first year is kind of a blur to me. So, I was sure to follow the 'sleep when the baby sleeps' advice the second time around.
C liked sleep so well that the summer before he went to K, I had to wean him off of naps. That was a painful process for him and for me. I guess if nothing else, kindergarten showed that kid that he didn't need a nap. And he started getting up earlier and earlier. And earlier. For the last year, that kid has been on a wake-up time of between 6:00 and 6:30 no matter what time he goes to bed. So sleeping till after 8 is nothing short of a miracle.
Although, school starts in a week and a half, so we'll be back to having to get up before 7am. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted!
20 August 2008
18 August 2008
So, when J gets home from work tonight, it's about 88* outside and at least that inside. He asks what we are having for dinner. I just casually mention that I think that we need to have ice cream. Surprisingly, he agrees, takes everybody's order and heads for the local ice cream place.
About 15 minutes later, both boys and I are all sitting on the living room floor in front of the fan enjoying our ice cream for dinner. It really hit the spot.
Thankfully, a cold front moved through about an hour later and tomorrow is only supposed to reach the high 70's. While I am just fine with that for August, that does mean that I will have to make dinner.
15 August 2008
14 August 2008
13 August 2008
I was very productive starting at 8am. I got a garbage bag and I went into the boys' room and I got to the bottom of the toy boxes. I dusted, I vacuumed, and the room is the cleanest it's been in about six months.
If only it'd stay that way once they get home.
With the rest of my day, so far, I did some shopping at Wal-Mart. Now, I know that there are the Wal-Mart lovers and the Walmart haters and I don't want to start a riot. I freely admit to being a Wal-Mart admirer. I'm not a lover, but I'm not a hater at all. I do get annoyed at the quality of the produce sometimes, and also get irritated when I can't get everything I need in that one stop. Why else build a Super Wal-Mart, if I have to make stops all over town?? But when my budget calls for the lowest prices in town on things like laundry detergent, that is where I go.
Anyhow, I got what I needed.
I went for a haircut today also. I hadn't been for a cut since the end of February and my hair is quite thick, so it starts to give me headaches if it gets too long. So this morning, I decided to go and get a cut. My stylist, Sheri, did a great job. She lightened up the weight quite a bit with three inches off the back and shortened up the layers. It *is* a bit shorter than I wanted, but it's still very feminine and cute. Thanks, Sheri! Now, if J will notice when he gets home, is the question. We'll see.
Tomorrow afternoon, I hope to get in some leisurely time at the library downtown. But in addition to that, there is laundry to be done, and groceries to purchase and toilets to clean.
Because I can only take so much of doing what I like.
12 August 2008
10 August 2008
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07 August 2008
So last night I decided that we were going to play a board game. All boys were generally in agreement, since we have tons of games and don't play them often enough. I decided that we would play Life. We added it to our collection last Christmas and played it once; I figured that we needed to make another attempt.
Overall, it went well. C gets bored, cuz it's not really designed for 6 year olds but he agreed to stick it out till the end. J is a bit over-controlling; I had to slap his hand back as he was trying to move MY car around the board.
I ended up with a car full of kids. There was a funny moment when we all laughed at something C said. It had to do with Santa and the "alps". We assume, terrible of us, I know, that he meant "elves". We all had a chuckle at least.
While our first attempt at Family game night in 6 months was FAR from perfect, it's about the memories created.
And that's good enough for me.