Monday, April 16, 2012
Let's Go Fly a Kite
Sometimes I feel so Mary Poppins it's ridiculous.
Haha, just kidding, you all know I'm not a "spoonful of sugar" type of mom! But when the Easter Bunny found kites for just 2 bucks apiece, she snatched them up for the baskets and a breezy day.
Which came yesterday after I'd had a nap so was feeling ok, the weather was cooperative and we needed to kill some time in the afternoon. Hence, my brilliant Mary Poppins moment.
M was interested in the kites for the first few minutes while we were assembling them. Watch how his interest wanes as the outing unfolds. Maybe it's because there was some kind of Mexican fiesta party happening in the park pavilion that we were not invited to. He didn't quite understand how there could possibly be a party happening and he couldn't go! N wasn't interested in assembling them, but once we got them up in the air, crashed, and repaired, he was really getting into it.
What you don't see is M running toward the porta-johns a half mile away, screaming, I gotta go potty! Which may or may not have been true. He is enamored with every porta john we pass by, which are many many more than the normal person would believe.
Mary Poppins I am not. But I'm pleased with a 50% success rate with N enjoying the outing!
Haha, just kidding, you all know I'm not a "spoonful of sugar" type of mom! But when the Easter Bunny found kites for just 2 bucks apiece, she snatched them up for the baskets and a breezy day.
Which came yesterday after I'd had a nap so was feeling ok, the weather was cooperative and we needed to kill some time in the afternoon. Hence, my brilliant Mary Poppins moment.
M was interested in the kites for the first few minutes while we were assembling them. Watch how his interest wanes as the outing unfolds. Maybe it's because there was some kind of Mexican fiesta party happening in the park pavilion that we were not invited to. He didn't quite understand how there could possibly be a party happening and he couldn't go! N wasn't interested in assembling them, but once we got them up in the air, crashed, and repaired, he was really getting into it.
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| Oh, boy! My new Brobee kite, I can't wait to fly it! |
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| Kite? Huh? |
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| Watch this, kids! |
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| La la la.... |
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| Whoa! That's what a kite does? |
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| M: boring. N: lemme try! |
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| N trying to get it off the ground. I had to put the camera down to help him. |
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| N has Brobee in the air! |
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| Quite pleased with himself |
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| Kites are fun! |
Mary Poppins I am not. But I'm pleased with a 50% success rate with N enjoying the outing!
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Baby Update: 37 weeks
Today was my 37 week appointment, the one where you're finally really and truly considered full term. I was keeping my expectations really low, as in expecting Doc to say, "you're fat and not dilated," so that if the news was any better than that, I'd be happy.
He left out the "you're fat" part, so I guess I'm happy. And all the other stats were good: blood pressure, heart rate, belly tape measure, etc.
But I won't lie: I was really really hoping that he'd say I was dilated to at least one.
So that there was a least a reason for waking all night to contractions the last few nights.
Oh, well.
Maybe next week.
He left out the "you're fat" part, so I guess I'm happy. And all the other stats were good: blood pressure, heart rate, belly tape measure, etc.
But I won't lie: I was really really hoping that he'd say I was dilated to at least one.
So that there was a least a reason for waking all night to contractions the last few nights.
Oh, well.
Maybe next week.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Happy Hilarious Easter!
From our family to yours! We take time today to celebrate our Lord's sacrifice for us and reflect on the miracle of our salvation in Him. Normally, Hubs and I would travel back to MI to spend time with both of our families and attend service with them, but this year I'm under strict no-traveling orders.
Dyeing eggs was a big hit this year! It was certainly one of the highlights of our weekend. They were SO into dipping and checking, dipping and checking...and taking ownership of their colors. If I'd have known that dying them was the trick to getting them to EATING them (duh!) I'd have dyed them months ago! Dyeing eggs may be the new norm over here.
This morning, we attended and served at our new church, then hosted another toddler-parent family for an informal Easter lunch since taking our children out to eat - on a VERY expensive day to do so, at that - would have been a disaster. (Or so I thought!)
I knew that we'd be getting family photos taken at church today, so I made a special effort to curl my hair and get the boys dressed in button down shirts, no small task at my stage in the game, not to mention Hubs was already at worship practice so I was flying solo. I'll skip the part where dressing and pottying N was akin to dressing and pottying a wildcat, to tell you that M was a very good sport about it! So everything started off great (snicker, snicker).
Here's where I would (and perhaps will) insert the family photo taken of us at church today. I do so hope it turned out since the last photo we have of all four of us smiling at a camera was taken when the boys were 16 months old (October '10!). Not to say we haven't tried....
Then I took the boys home only to discover my precooked ham....wasn't. Yeah, I had less than an hour to cook my ham for 3 hours. WHO KNEW that they even sold hams that aren't pre-cooked? Me, I guess.
Oh, and did I mention that in the "less than an hour" before Hubs and the company arrived that the boys backed up the toilet, had a potty accident, and I totally clogged the garbage disposal with a massive amount of potato peelings? And that when they walked in I was trying desperately to swiffer the week's yogurt off the dining room floor but that the batteries were dead so I was spraying cleaner in one hand and swiffering with the other?
But the cavalry DID arrive and us four adults were able to tame the three toddlers and get dinner on the table at 1:00 as planned....HAMBURGERS with salad, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole and King's Hawaiian rolls. It was quite delicious, just not exactly what I had in mind when I planned it. They boys ate the rolls and the eggs, which is probably what they would have eaten even if my ham had turned out gloriously.
There was about an hour of peace as the boys napped, we finally got to actually talk to our guests, watch the Master's and eat a dessert that I didn't screw up (okay, I did yesterday, but it turned out today!). (Insert ham story) Oh yeah, speaking of gloriously....I still cooked the ham according to its package directions and estimated a 3.5 hour cooking time based on its weight and the minutes directed for each pound, so that we could still eat ham for our evening meal and have leftovers. I should have gone upstairs when our friend said, "I smell bacon," as that was yet another red flag that something not quite right is going on with this ham again. But I waited another half hour until I heard the timer, only to discover...a ham carcass.
I gasped, then laughed, then brought my friend up to see the remains. Normally I think I can hold my own in the kitchen but not today, not this holiday, not at 36+ weeks pregnant! We all had a good laugh and the poor ham got unceremoniously trashed later in the evening, while I was waiting for the Liquid Plumr to work on the garbage disposal.
But that's not all, folks......................
We found our friends' son awake in the pack and play in our room, rifling through a dresser drawer he could reach. At first it appeared he was only trying on my bracelets, but about an hour after they left, Hubs discovered that the kid ate an ENTIRE tube of Chapstick! I texted her just 30 minutes before she found out what that does to the diaper on the other end.
FINALLY, the Easter Bunny came for the boys! Good thing he brought candy, because they didn't give a rip about anything else! The eggs were scattered about and they had a good time finding them, scarfing the jellybeans, then repeating. This year we tried to get them to at least put the eggs in their basket, despite the eggs being empty. They sort of got it. Here, take a look:
It was a rather unusual, somewhat hilarious and definitely memorable Easter for us! Hope you all had a good time where you were with good food, good company, and lots of laughs. We did.
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| Good Friday morning, M got straight to work lining up his cars! |
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| Saturday afternoon, dying yellow and blue eggs with Daddy |
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| N and I dyed green and pink eggs |
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| Cheese! |
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| All finished! |
This morning, we attended and served at our new church, then hosted another toddler-parent family for an informal Easter lunch since taking our children out to eat - on a VERY expensive day to do so, at that - would have been a disaster. (Or so I thought!)
I knew that we'd be getting family photos taken at church today, so I made a special effort to curl my hair and get the boys dressed in button down shirts, no small task at my stage in the game, not to mention Hubs was already at worship practice so I was flying solo. I'll skip the part where dressing and pottying N was akin to dressing and pottying a wildcat, to tell you that M was a very good sport about it! So everything started off great (snicker, snicker).
Here's where I would (and perhaps will) insert the family photo taken of us at church today. I do so hope it turned out since the last photo we have of all four of us smiling at a camera was taken when the boys were 16 months old (October '10!). Not to say we haven't tried....
Then I took the boys home only to discover my precooked ham....wasn't. Yeah, I had less than an hour to cook my ham for 3 hours. WHO KNEW that they even sold hams that aren't pre-cooked? Me, I guess.
Oh, and did I mention that in the "less than an hour" before Hubs and the company arrived that the boys backed up the toilet, had a potty accident, and I totally clogged the garbage disposal with a massive amount of potato peelings? And that when they walked in I was trying desperately to swiffer the week's yogurt off the dining room floor but that the batteries were dead so I was spraying cleaner in one hand and swiffering with the other?
But the cavalry DID arrive and us four adults were able to tame the three toddlers and get dinner on the table at 1:00 as planned....HAMBURGERS with salad, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole and King's Hawaiian rolls. It was quite delicious, just not exactly what I had in mind when I planned it. They boys ate the rolls and the eggs, which is probably what they would have eaten even if my ham had turned out gloriously.
There was about an hour of peace as the boys napped, we finally got to actually talk to our guests, watch the Master's and eat a dessert that I didn't screw up (okay, I did yesterday, but it turned out today!). (Insert ham story) Oh yeah, speaking of gloriously....I still cooked the ham according to its package directions and estimated a 3.5 hour cooking time based on its weight and the minutes directed for each pound, so that we could still eat ham for our evening meal and have leftovers. I should have gone upstairs when our friend said, "I smell bacon," as that was yet another red flag that something not quite right is going on with this ham again. But I waited another half hour until I heard the timer, only to discover...a ham carcass.
I gasped, then laughed, then brought my friend up to see the remains. Normally I think I can hold my own in the kitchen but not today, not this holiday, not at 36+ weeks pregnant! We all had a good laugh and the poor ham got unceremoniously trashed later in the evening, while I was waiting for the Liquid Plumr to work on the garbage disposal.
But that's not all, folks......................
We found our friends' son awake in the pack and play in our room, rifling through a dresser drawer he could reach. At first it appeared he was only trying on my bracelets, but about an hour after they left, Hubs discovered that the kid ate an ENTIRE tube of Chapstick! I texted her just 30 minutes before she found out what that does to the diaper on the other end.
FINALLY, the Easter Bunny came for the boys! Good thing he brought candy, because they didn't give a rip about anything else! The eggs were scattered about and they had a good time finding them, scarfing the jellybeans, then repeating. This year we tried to get them to at least put the eggs in their basket, despite the eggs being empty. They sort of got it. Here, take a look:
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| Candy! |
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| Jelly beans! |
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| Look, Easter Bunny brought you sunglasses, too. |
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| I don't care! More candy! |
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| I found another one! |
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| N puts all his eggs in one basket. |
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| Theyr'e sharing! Glad Hubs snapped a pic! |
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| Taking a break in the hallway where they found a stash |
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| Cleaning up the last of the eggs |
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Upstairs, Downstairs
While brushing teeth tonight the boys were being so CUTE that I actually thought, "I should take a picture of that," so I ran (waddled) to get my iphone and snap these quick. I made them do "upstairs teeth" and "downstairs teeth" again to capture these. Also, this will satisfy those of you who want to see my baby belly. I'm HUGE, but not as big as I was when I delivered the twins. Someone, another twin mom no less!, called me "big mama" last weekend. I told her I was feeling downright skinny! (No one calls me "big mama" but ME, got that?)
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Happy birthday to my own skinny mama back home in MI. Love you!
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Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Many Blessings
I have a sister, two nieces, a brother in law and friends in the DFW area. Tonight I'm thanking God for many blessings, namely that all are safe from today's horrific tornadoes down there. Knowing they were so close, as in funnels were seen forming at the schools at which they work, puts everything into perspective. A couple crazy toddlers and some contractions aren't much to deal with there's a half mile wide tornado touching down in your county! Thank you God for keeping my loved ones safe tonight.
Monday, April 2, 2012
A Whole New World
Today I am 35 weeks and 4 days pregnant with Baby Boy 3, 1 day longer than I was with the twins. And I'm wondering....how in the WORLD does a girl carry on for 4 more weeks?! I felt great last week, hardly pregnant at all, and last night, the same day I got to the boys' "birthday" day, I kind of fell apart. My goal today is laundry laundry laundry, but it's 10 am and I'm on the couch writing you. Having never experienced those last 4 weeks, I'm a bit surprised how I have slow down even more. Wish that laundry fairy and dust bunny fairy and bottle disinfecting fairy would stop by. But she says she's waiting one more month!
Washing machine is calling me now. Must. Get. Up.
Washing machine is calling me now. Must. Get. Up.
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