And today she saw the radar map online that we frequent and understood what was happening. So fun to see a new concept "click!"
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Maps
I got a map from the Dollar Store and hung it up near the back staircase. Today was so hot and humid all the taped-up posters were falling down. As I was running around making lunch, Sylvie asked me to fix it so I hung it nearby in the Dining Room. I was telling her all the different places, what the blue water meant, where we lived, etc. She was genuinely interested. She was running her finger around the edges of the state pretending to drive her car around like we did on our road trip this weekend.
And today she saw the radar map online that we frequent and understood what was happening. So fun to see a new concept "click!"
And today she saw the radar map online that we frequent and understood what was happening. So fun to see a new concept "click!"
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Fun Summer Day
Today was so much fun just doing typical neighborhood summer stuff. It was a cool summer so it wasn't too difficult to get out and about, but we've also been sick, done a ton of outings, and lots of playdates, not to mention Kensington Summer Camp! Seems some summers are for hanging out, some are for being on the go.
Getting everyone ready this morning was less than easy with Miss Didn't Sleep Well who is just so antagonistic some mornings. But eventually we got out the door, pink/red clothing combo and all. Whew. And Logan has been cranky but I let him wear pants so he was okay.
We packed the bikes in the car and rode to a nearby park. I wanted them to practice biking more on bigger stretches of sidewalk and they loved it! Sylvie wanted her scooter instead but she did really good. We also got to practice crossing the streets and such. There were two parks and the taller park was a bit hit. Sylvie learned to climb the "rainbow" by crossing one leg over another. And did the BIG tall curvy slide. Brave girl! Logan has stomach muscles of steel and was hanging on the monkey bars and doing the handled monkey bars over and over.
We ran into a 3 year old named Tyler. I know that because Logan said "Who are YOU?" It was a sweet question that was funny when he said it. Anyway, Tyler told us all about his world and his toys and Logan was practically underneath him trying to sneak a peak at the army tank and guy he was holding while Tyler and Sylvie had the funniest conversation about toys being too expensive to buy if they are $20. Some economy huh? I can't believe my kids are big enough to appear to be "mini-adults" with real opinions and conversations.
A pack of grade-school aged boys from across the street came over and they were so well-behaved. Normal boys doing normal things, including their 4 year old brother who was racing by on an old-school bigwheel. The boys in my immediate neighborhood who are going into 2nd grade are bugging me of late. On cell phones, mohawked hair and destructive. I saw one left home alone and climb out of his window the other day! And one banging tennis rackets on the fence until they bent. Not to mention the guns, guns, guns. Logan has guns, but the war games get a bit ridiculous sometimes.
Anyway, we all enjoyed the park for quite awhile. And after lunch we got out the water table, basketball, tennis games, baseball, roller-skates, watered flowers, made rainbows, just had fun in our backyard!
Now let's hope Sylvie takes a bit of a rest because she had a rough night. We're transitioning her from coming into our room too often and it's a lot of work. But what else is new right? At least the summer fun makes up for it!
Getting everyone ready this morning was less than easy with Miss Didn't Sleep Well who is just so antagonistic some mornings. But eventually we got out the door, pink/red clothing combo and all. Whew. And Logan has been cranky but I let him wear pants so he was okay.
We packed the bikes in the car and rode to a nearby park. I wanted them to practice biking more on bigger stretches of sidewalk and they loved it! Sylvie wanted her scooter instead but she did really good. We also got to practice crossing the streets and such. There were two parks and the taller park was a bit hit. Sylvie learned to climb the "rainbow" by crossing one leg over another. And did the BIG tall curvy slide. Brave girl! Logan has stomach muscles of steel and was hanging on the monkey bars and doing the handled monkey bars over and over.
We ran into a 3 year old named Tyler. I know that because Logan said "Who are YOU?" It was a sweet question that was funny when he said it. Anyway, Tyler told us all about his world and his toys and Logan was practically underneath him trying to sneak a peak at the army tank and guy he was holding while Tyler and Sylvie had the funniest conversation about toys being too expensive to buy if they are $20. Some economy huh? I can't believe my kids are big enough to appear to be "mini-adults" with real opinions and conversations.
A pack of grade-school aged boys from across the street came over and they were so well-behaved. Normal boys doing normal things, including their 4 year old brother who was racing by on an old-school bigwheel. The boys in my immediate neighborhood who are going into 2nd grade are bugging me of late. On cell phones, mohawked hair and destructive. I saw one left home alone and climb out of his window the other day! And one banging tennis rackets on the fence until they bent. Not to mention the guns, guns, guns. Logan has guns, but the war games get a bit ridiculous sometimes.
Anyway, we all enjoyed the park for quite awhile. And after lunch we got out the water table, basketball, tennis games, baseball, roller-skates, watered flowers, made rainbows, just had fun in our backyard!
Now let's hope Sylvie takes a bit of a rest because she had a rough night. We're transitioning her from coming into our room too often and it's a lot of work. But what else is new right? At least the summer fun makes up for it!
First Spontaneously Written Words
Have arrived! Logan's conversation went something like this....
"Mom, I can write cat...CAT, cat. I can spell bat, BAT, bat....."
He got a new little composition notebook while school supply shopping and decided to fill it up.
I have to say I'm totally stoked! My little writer! Last year was the year of numbers, this year is setting up to be the year of words!!!!!
"Mom, I can write cat...CAT, cat. I can spell bat, BAT, bat....."
He got a new little composition notebook while school supply shopping and decided to fill it up.
I have to say I'm totally stoked! My little writer! Last year was the year of numbers, this year is setting up to be the year of words!!!!!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
One Dollar, Two Dollars.....
From Michael's Craft Store....
How to entertain Logan with something that costs $1- a Boat you put together- complete with paint and glue and brush. How to entertain Logan for $2- His very first Dinosaur model. How to entertain Sylvie for a few dollars- give her a pink notebook and some stickers and watch her draw her very first Mermaid!
How to entertain Logan with something that costs $1- a Boat you put together- complete with paint and glue and brush. How to entertain Logan for $2- His very first Dinosaur model. How to entertain Sylvie for a few dollars- give her a pink notebook and some stickers and watch her draw her very first Mermaid!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Outdoor Bubble Bath
The playhouse needed a major scrubdown, so we got out a bit of soap to help the process. Only, as I went to get the hose, Sylvie started the soaping process for us. Hope the grass is not too affected because the soap was plentiful. And as I turned around the kids were having the time of their lives! Sylvie was washing off leaves, dancing in the bubbles and giggling. Logan was grabbing handfuls, running across the yard and using as a weapon to fend off bad guys. Hilarious.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
When it gets quiet.....
You had better start checking around for the kids asap. Yesterday we were chatting away doing legos and the conversation went something like this....
Sylvie: "Nan has nails like me." "Nan has toenails too."
Me: "Wow Sylvie. That's so neat. Someday we need to paint our nails again. That was so much fun wasn't it?"
Sylvie: "What about right now?"
Me: "No, not just this minute. Wait for mom to set it up for you."
Logan....blah blah blah legos...blah blah blah legos....
Me: blah blah blah legos.....WAIT SYLVIE< WHERE ARE YOU!?!?
No answer
SYLVIE!?!
And you guessed it, she found the nailpolish and was hanging out in the corner polishing her nails standing up. UGH, kids, they have no patience do they?!
Sylvie: "Nan has nails like me." "Nan has toenails too."
Me: "Wow Sylvie. That's so neat. Someday we need to paint our nails again. That was so much fun wasn't it?"
Sylvie: "What about right now?"
Me: "No, not just this minute. Wait for mom to set it up for you."
Logan....blah blah blah legos...blah blah blah legos....
Me: blah blah blah legos.....WAIT SYLVIE< WHERE ARE YOU!?!?
No answer
SYLVIE!?!
And you guessed it, she found the nailpolish and was hanging out in the corner polishing her nails standing up. UGH, kids, they have no patience do they?!
Sunday, July 12, 2009
A coffee analogy
So this morning I'm sitting at the computer desperately gulping down my cup of Jewel brand coffee with some flavored creamer in it, hoping the caffeine kicks in so I can play Polly Pockets and Star Wars without falling asleep. And my husband points out that there is an article in the Seattle Times online about the newly working Light Rail and all its' stations. I finally got a chance to see the station I worked on after so many years!
In 2003 I worked with a small group of people to produce the design and construction set for the Tukwila Station (has a lot of different names). My husband freelance'd and did the 3D renderings for us, and it was so much fun to see the building looking so complete! It would have been even more fun to see it in person, but such is life. I have to settle for computer images.
I was hit with an emotional punch because I missed Seattle, missed that group, missed that firm, and missed working on something so architecturally significant. It was a neat project, and an amazing year as I was baking Logan all the way til the last drawings and when I returned from maternity leave, we wrapped up loose ends. With that office, I ended up quitting to stay home with Logan. Which I would never in a million years change, as that was so necessary with him, his personality, and my emotional state.
It made me think of an analogy about coffee. When I was in grad school, I would get a delicious Americano from Tully's. Seattle's Best or Starbucks (all at one corner!) each day I worked downtown. And on days I was at school, I could get a "mocha" for 50 cents from the school cafe. As I started working more, I drank more good coffee. Then as I moved here and had two kids, getting a good coffee was my special treat at a mall or out shopping.
Last summer I worked in Oak Park (urban and suburban) and got a cup of thick, rich Intelligencia coffee in some form most mornings I worked. So yummy. And so required as Sylvie has still not mastered the art of always sleeping through the night. Then I was unemployed and when I started this new job there was free coffee. From a machine. As in, stick the coffee grounds in, press a button and enjoy some caffeine in a styrofoam cup. At first, well, it was the "hey I'm employed, I guess this is a perk- free coffee and all the little non-refrigerated creamers one can handle."
And 9 months into the job, it's not a great job, but it's not terrible either. It's kind of like the coffee- it is in my field, fulfills some of the yearning I have to do things like drafting and learning and completing projects. The coffee is not great but it works. Then you taste something good and you remember what you used to have, and it hits you like a ton of bricks.
Better brush up that resume, 'cause when this "Great Recession" lifts, you are not going to be able to hold me back.
In 2003 I worked with a small group of people to produce the design and construction set for the Tukwila Station (has a lot of different names). My husband freelance'd and did the 3D renderings for us, and it was so much fun to see the building looking so complete! It would have been even more fun to see it in person, but such is life. I have to settle for computer images.
I was hit with an emotional punch because I missed Seattle, missed that group, missed that firm, and missed working on something so architecturally significant. It was a neat project, and an amazing year as I was baking Logan all the way til the last drawings and when I returned from maternity leave, we wrapped up loose ends. With that office, I ended up quitting to stay home with Logan. Which I would never in a million years change, as that was so necessary with him, his personality, and my emotional state.
It made me think of an analogy about coffee. When I was in grad school, I would get a delicious Americano from Tully's. Seattle's Best or Starbucks (all at one corner!) each day I worked downtown. And on days I was at school, I could get a "mocha" for 50 cents from the school cafe. As I started working more, I drank more good coffee. Then as I moved here and had two kids, getting a good coffee was my special treat at a mall or out shopping.
Last summer I worked in Oak Park (urban and suburban) and got a cup of thick, rich Intelligencia coffee in some form most mornings I worked. So yummy. And so required as Sylvie has still not mastered the art of always sleeping through the night. Then I was unemployed and when I started this new job there was free coffee. From a machine. As in, stick the coffee grounds in, press a button and enjoy some caffeine in a styrofoam cup. At first, well, it was the "hey I'm employed, I guess this is a perk- free coffee and all the little non-refrigerated creamers one can handle."
And 9 months into the job, it's not a great job, but it's not terrible either. It's kind of like the coffee- it is in my field, fulfills some of the yearning I have to do things like drafting and learning and completing projects. The coffee is not great but it works. Then you taste something good and you remember what you used to have, and it hits you like a ton of bricks.
Better brush up that resume, 'cause when this "Great Recession" lifts, you are not going to be able to hold me back.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Dollhouse!
This is my dollhouse my mom and I built the year I turned 11. Sylvie has begged and begged for me to bring it back up. It needs a paint job, but they had a blast this morning playing with it!
Friday, July 3, 2009
Latest Art Creations
Sylvie's at the top, Logan's (2) at the bottom. Sylvie has been into making people. She made a real elaborate picture for Uncle Bobby, forgot to photograph before sealing the envelope, but she even drew dogs- stick people with lots of extra legs. So adorable. Logan has stories to go with all his pictures, I love it!
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Spanglish
Sylvie has turned a new leaf in her cognition level of spanish and english. She knows her kids' songs so well in english that she has decided to challenge to sing them in spanish. While the english words are playing. It's pretty amazing to me! Some songs I think she's just throwing spanish words together with a few english words thrown in, but others she knows the whole thing and can sing right over the music.
So last night she was singing the whole first song in english. Then the whole second song in spanish. And then she was being naughty and decided to sing the entire third song with potty words instead. In english and spanish. How fun age 3 is!
So last night she was singing the whole first song in english. Then the whole second song in spanish. And then she was being naughty and decided to sing the entire third song with potty words instead. In english and spanish. How fun age 3 is!
Friday, June 26, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
"Logan, are you okay? Why are you crying?" Sylvie called out last night. The fans made the sound of him crying quietly even more difficult to hear, but she heard it. I lay next to him and he was having a bad dream. He came into bed with us, and was still upset, so I turned on some cartoons for a bit and then he fell asleep til 8 am!
I'm so excited! In the past week my in-laws signed the kids up for My Gym again, a summer camp every wednesday morning. And my mom signed the kids up for the summer program at my son's preschool. It'll be Tuesday, Thursday from 10-1. Tuesday's my mom is here so it will help her to have a great activity for the kids to run off and do for a few hours (including lunch) and then come back for a nice afternoon with her. That means on Thursdays I have a few hours to schedule appointments and things I need to get a babysitter for. But wait, my dentist doesn't even open on Thursdays at all. No wonder I never get that appt. in. I think I may have to get a new dentist!
Last night and today, I was a whirlwind of getting things done. We did lots of cooking and paperwork,. phone calls and scheduling. Just setting up the next 2 months of activities that need to get figured out now. And tomorrow in the morning we're getting together with Logan's friends from school, which he'll love!
Right now, though, I had to turn the AC on, take the kids to the park, eat dinner and wait for Jorge to get home. I spend all winter waiting for the heat to come and the minute it does, whew! it takes a bit of getting used to!
I'm so excited! In the past week my in-laws signed the kids up for My Gym again, a summer camp every wednesday morning. And my mom signed the kids up for the summer program at my son's preschool. It'll be Tuesday, Thursday from 10-1. Tuesday's my mom is here so it will help her to have a great activity for the kids to run off and do for a few hours (including lunch) and then come back for a nice afternoon with her. That means on Thursdays I have a few hours to schedule appointments and things I need to get a babysitter for. But wait, my dentist doesn't even open on Thursdays at all. No wonder I never get that appt. in. I think I may have to get a new dentist!
Last night and today, I was a whirlwind of getting things done. We did lots of cooking and paperwork,. phone calls and scheduling. Just setting up the next 2 months of activities that need to get figured out now. And tomorrow in the morning we're getting together with Logan's friends from school, which he'll love!
Right now, though, I had to turn the AC on, take the kids to the park, eat dinner and wait for Jorge to get home. I spend all winter waiting for the heat to come and the minute it does, whew! it takes a bit of getting used to!
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Today....
-Today I woke to a weird Saturday. Husband was on "duty" heading to help friend prep for a lifetime of marriage via a bachelor party.
-Today I gulped down more than 1 cup of coffee
-Today I got on the scale and lost 1.9 pounds. So I put on my gym shoes and made a point to be active again to keep the loss.
-Today I played with the kids. Really played. Arts and crafts. Playing dollhouse (Logan used Lego guys). Had a LOT of fun. Sometimes I feel guilty that I don't want to play, but today I did it! For many hours.
-Today I saw water in the basement and walked right past it and instead of freaking out, I did the laundry down there. Heck the water is going to the drain, basement is unfinished. Is it really a crisis? We'll spray with bleach to keep mold at bay. Proud of myself for not freaking out.
-Today I made meals. All of them. And snacks. And the kids ate veggies and fruit and protein aplenty. And I ate healthy. Well except for the wine I'm drinking right now.
-Today I got the kids bathed and when Logan pitched a fit I was all prepared with a bribe.
-Today after the bath, I drove the kids to the outside mall planning to soak in some daylight amid the wet grass, but on dry pavement. Both kids fell asleep (miraculous) so I kept driving and then came home. Logan kind of woke up sleepy so I asked him if he would mind a stroller ride.
-Today I pushed two asleep or sleepy kids for a power walk in a stroller. Neighbors commented that it looked like a workout. If felt like a workout pushing 70 pounds around, hoping it keeps that weight loss for me.
-Today I got home and Sylvie threw a fit that we didn't get to the mall while she was awake.
-Today I saw my husband for a brief interlude between bachelor golf and bachelor drinking and he wasn't drunk and wasn't planning on getting drunk to the hungover point. Which means a happy family Sunday which I hadn't counted on since the bachelor party plans- yeah!
-Today I fed the kids dinner and then brought them with their money to the dollar store where we got:
-Red Ariel hair for Sylvie and yellow dress-up shoes
-A gun and army stuff for Logan
-School supplies for me to hang on the wall and help with keeping my kids learning this summer.
-Today I am happy. Even without my husband it was a good Saturday. Now Sunday with my husband should be even better right?
-Today I gulped down more than 1 cup of coffee
-Today I got on the scale and lost 1.9 pounds. So I put on my gym shoes and made a point to be active again to keep the loss.
-Today I played with the kids. Really played. Arts and crafts. Playing dollhouse (Logan used Lego guys). Had a LOT of fun. Sometimes I feel guilty that I don't want to play, but today I did it! For many hours.
-Today I saw water in the basement and walked right past it and instead of freaking out, I did the laundry down there. Heck the water is going to the drain, basement is unfinished. Is it really a crisis? We'll spray with bleach to keep mold at bay. Proud of myself for not freaking out.
-Today I made meals. All of them. And snacks. And the kids ate veggies and fruit and protein aplenty. And I ate healthy. Well except for the wine I'm drinking right now.
-Today I got the kids bathed and when Logan pitched a fit I was all prepared with a bribe.
-Today after the bath, I drove the kids to the outside mall planning to soak in some daylight amid the wet grass, but on dry pavement. Both kids fell asleep (miraculous) so I kept driving and then came home. Logan kind of woke up sleepy so I asked him if he would mind a stroller ride.
-Today I pushed two asleep or sleepy kids for a power walk in a stroller. Neighbors commented that it looked like a workout. If felt like a workout pushing 70 pounds around, hoping it keeps that weight loss for me.
-Today I got home and Sylvie threw a fit that we didn't get to the mall while she was awake.
-Today I saw my husband for a brief interlude between bachelor golf and bachelor drinking and he wasn't drunk and wasn't planning on getting drunk to the hungover point. Which means a happy family Sunday which I hadn't counted on since the bachelor party plans- yeah!
-Today I fed the kids dinner and then brought them with their money to the dollar store where we got:
-Red Ariel hair for Sylvie and yellow dress-up shoes
-A gun and army stuff for Logan
-School supplies for me to hang on the wall and help with keeping my kids learning this summer.
-Today I am happy. Even without my husband it was a good Saturday. Now Sunday with my husband should be even better right?
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Logan's Weekend Creations....
"Mom! We have a LOT of paper!"
A "guy", his spaceship, and a wrist guard Logan wears and calls himself "Vador."
A Robot, A Backpack. The backpack looks really cool and was very creative. He whipped that out in a matter of minutes. Below in blue and yellow is a set of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle swords and a set of nunchucks.
A "guy", his spaceship, and a wrist guard Logan wears and calls himself "Vador."
A Robot, A Backpack. The backpack looks really cool and was very creative. He whipped that out in a matter of minutes. Below in blue and yellow is a set of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle swords and a set of nunchucks.
Navy Pier
We attempted to go to the Field Museum. Attempted to get past hoards of fans going to cheer on Honduras in a soccer match. Got all the way there to find NO parking. So we went across town to Navy Pier. We explored the Children's museum and I was really impressed. I have a lot of pictures, but I'll just give you a taste
of our day out as a family.
Digging for Dinosaur bones
Logan inside a T-Rex skull
Logan had us laughing when he pretended to "Sting" all of us dressed up like a bee.
Sylvie's favorite activities were sorting the mail and mailing in the mailbox, and catching fish with a little net.
Mailbox game
Logan got a kick out of all the water activities
Sylvie wanted to pose with the "Pink Guy"
It was really nice being able to look out all the museum windows and orient back to the city. When I spotted Lakepoint Towers I had to snap a picture- it's my favorite:) Someday I may have a condo there.
We headed outside and even though it was chilly, the kids got to run around and jump all over the stairs. And dance. So cute!
of our day out as a family.Digging for Dinosaur bones
Logan inside a T-Rex skull
Logan had us laughing when he pretended to "Sting" all of us dressed up like a bee.
Sylvie's favorite activities were sorting the mail and mailing in the mailbox, and catching fish with a little net.
Mailbox game
Logan got a kick out of all the water activities
Sylvie wanted to pose with the "Pink Guy"
It was really nice being able to look out all the museum windows and orient back to the city. When I spotted Lakepoint Towers I had to snap a picture- it's my favorite:) Someday I may have a condo there.
We headed outside and even though it was chilly, the kids got to run around and jump all over the stairs. And dance. So cute!
Friday, June 5, 2009
Caterpillar, Caterpillar, Babies
I printed out 2 sets of activities from a Preschool website. It was 2 sheets, one with the blank caterpillar and one with a series of numbered circles. I was explaining the activity to my kids and they each immediately stopped me, they had their own ideas of what they wanted to do. So this is the result.....
Sylvie cut out the circles really well for her age! She even cut into one and taped it back together. Glue-sticked it and was asking about where she should stick them.
Logan cut the whole caterpillar out, called it his friend, started telling me stories about how he's nice, doesn't bite, but sometimes is mean. And then carried him around in the crook of his arm like he had a new best friend. As I was cooking dinner, he dragged me over to show me the "house" he made for the caterpillar and how each piece of paper represented a room.
I love these kids so much! And I love their creativity.
Story of the day. I was watching my favorite daytime tv about moms and babies and was teasing Logan about "what if he had a bunch of sisters" . Then we got on the topic of having babies and Sylvie said "I want to have 100 babies!" and Logan said "And me too." I told him that only women had babies but he could get married and be a daddy to babies and he got really upset, tears and all to which I replied "Maybe, by the time you're an adult, they'll let the daddies have the babies." He liked that idea:) Kids!
Sylvie cut out the circles really well for her age! She even cut into one and taped it back together. Glue-sticked it and was asking about where she should stick them.
Logan cut the whole caterpillar out, called it his friend, started telling me stories about how he's nice, doesn't bite, but sometimes is mean. And then carried him around in the crook of his arm like he had a new best friend. As I was cooking dinner, he dragged me over to show me the "house" he made for the caterpillar and how each piece of paper represented a room.
I love these kids so much! And I love their creativity.
Story of the day. I was watching my favorite daytime tv about moms and babies and was teasing Logan about "what if he had a bunch of sisters" . Then we got on the topic of having babies and Sylvie said "I want to have 100 babies!" and Logan said "And me too." I told him that only women had babies but he could get married and be a daddy to babies and he got really upset, tears and all to which I replied "Maybe, by the time you're an adult, they'll let the daddies have the babies." He liked that idea:) Kids!
The Zoo
We visited this zoo on a lovely spring day and saw the Dinosaur exhibit! It was wonderful and the kids really enjoyed their time in the exhibit. I didn't bring a camera, but have a feeling we'll be going again, so perhaps I'll get some good pics next time. At the end of the trail, you had to walk through the gift shop to get out. I groaned and reminded the kids that we would not be buying toys today as we had previously discussed. Logan got all upset and was telling me he didn't want a toy, but he wanted a t-shirt. I finally asked him "Logan, did the kids at school have a t-shirt from the Dinosaur exhibit?" "Well, just Charlie." Ahh, Charlie. Logan's knight in shining armor. Gotta love when they have heroes. We didn't find the exact t-shirt, and moved quickly to the array of cool dinosaur toys. Sylvie got attached to one little Stegosaurus and Logan got a tiny sticker activity book. I'm a pushover.
So while Logan was doing his sticker book in the wagon, Sylvie and I spent some time enjoying watching the unusually hilarious bears in their area. I had been holding her and plopped her down in the wagon again and turned away to start pulling the wagon. When I heard an ear-piercing screech. Who fell into the bear pit? Did he get hurt? Did someone get stung by a bee? No, I quickly realized it was my Sylvie screaming at this crazy decibel and she was holding a finger out pointing to her hat laying on the ground nearby. A few moms with their faces in horrified expressions from the shear magnitude of her reaction to dropping a hat, ran over and helped me retreive it. The screaming stopped, the ringing in my ears eventually subsided, and all was better. Until bathtime did not go as she anticipated and Logan didn't join her. Which began another screamfest in an echoey bathroom and held her til she eventually calmed down and fell asleep in my arms. She's not big on "change."
So while Logan was doing his sticker book in the wagon, Sylvie and I spent some time enjoying watching the unusually hilarious bears in their area. I had been holding her and plopped her down in the wagon again and turned away to start pulling the wagon. When I heard an ear-piercing screech. Who fell into the bear pit? Did he get hurt? Did someone get stung by a bee? No, I quickly realized it was my Sylvie screaming at this crazy decibel and she was holding a finger out pointing to her hat laying on the ground nearby. A few moms with their faces in horrified expressions from the shear magnitude of her reaction to dropping a hat, ran over and helped me retreive it. The screaming stopped, the ringing in my ears eventually subsided, and all was better. Until bathtime did not go as she anticipated and Logan didn't join her. Which began another screamfest in an echoey bathroom and held her til she eventually calmed down and fell asleep in my arms. She's not big on "change."
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Chauffer
I met with some representatives of the school district today and they recommended enrolling Logan in speech therapy for this school year once again. I had some apprehensions with this route, but it seems like the best option for now and they assured me that if he was really having trouble with it all, we could explore speech therapy at his local school. The big issue with that is they pull the kids out of class and he is only in school for 2 hours as it is. So this gives him the biggest chance to really concentrate on speech. Hoping for the best for him. We'll see what the future holds. So I put pen to paper and wrote out the preschool, kindergarten and Phono (speech) class schedules. WOW. We're going to be one busy family. Right now my mom watches the kids here on Tuesdays and I am home on Thursdays, so hopefully it will all work out okay. At least the grade school and preschool are close-by. And it sounds like the morning kindergarten has an easier drop-off and pick-up routine than the afternoons.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
La Grange Pet Parade
The town nearby does a big pet parade. There are a lot of charity, auction, fundraiser, carnival activities associated with the weekend as well, so it's a huge draw for the communities nearby. Right now we just go to the parade, not really the other events. We tried to make our way to stand near some friends but after going driving few miles in every direction to keep reaching roadblocks, I realized I might have to go to the next state to get to an open street to cross the train tracks to get anywhere near them and gave up.
Two years ago, the parade was kind of opening day for the cicada infestation, the day they started flying around. I was at a cousin's event for the day, thank goodness I wasn't there dealing with the cicadas with Jorge and the kids. I was absolutely horrified with these creatures and in 13 or 17 years, or whenever it is they will come back, I resolve to NOT live anywhere near them, at least for those few months. I was around for the last infestation but this one was so incredibly gross in my everyday stepping on them into my office, getting whacked in the head by them on my way to the car, having them land on me and hang out on my neck in the car, and the noise, oh the sound they made- wow! I don't want to even post a picture because they were soooo gross and like a plague- eeew!
Okay, so the kids enjoyed this year's parade. Their favorite things were the volcano (no pics) and the T-Rex as they call the dinosaur on the zoo float. Sylvie fell in love with each and every tiny dog, and Logan made a beeline for the candy. Poor guy just missed a big haul when they threw candy right after they handed him some brochures. Sweet boy he is, he turned to bring them all the way back to me instead of running for the candy.
Here's a few pics to commemorate the day. Someday, we may have a series of pictures from all the years they attend the parade, that could be fun! Someday, I'm sure one or both of them will be in the parade.
Two years ago, the parade was kind of opening day for the cicada infestation, the day they started flying around. I was at a cousin's event for the day, thank goodness I wasn't there dealing with the cicadas with Jorge and the kids. I was absolutely horrified with these creatures and in 13 or 17 years, or whenever it is they will come back, I resolve to NOT live anywhere near them, at least for those few months. I was around for the last infestation but this one was so incredibly gross in my everyday stepping on them into my office, getting whacked in the head by them on my way to the car, having them land on me and hang out on my neck in the car, and the noise, oh the sound they made- wow! I don't want to even post a picture because they were soooo gross and like a plague- eeew!
Okay, so the kids enjoyed this year's parade. Their favorite things were the volcano (no pics) and the T-Rex as they call the dinosaur on the zoo float. Sylvie fell in love with each and every tiny dog, and Logan made a beeline for the candy. Poor guy just missed a big haul when they threw candy right after they handed him some brochures. Sweet boy he is, he turned to bring them all the way back to me instead of running for the candy.
Here's a few pics to commemorate the day. Someday, we may have a series of pictures from all the years they attend the parade, that could be fun! Someday, I'm sure one or both of them will be in the parade.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
The Cheerleader and the Jock?
I was watching Sylvie sit in her Cheerleader pose and thought "wow, I wonder if she'll be a cheerleader someday!" Cheerleading involves a loud voice, a big bright smile, some rhythm and some desire to be on display. Let's say I was none of the above when I was little. But her, well, she might actually fit the bill. Especially with the loud voice. Yes, especially that voice. Boy that girl can shriek! I say let's find her an outlet for these talents and when she's big enough, make some curly bows and put her hair in a pony, let her wear some makeup and there you go, a little cheerleader in the making.
My brother and I weren't super athletic. He did some t-ball and soccer. I did some gymnastics in grade school. My sister was in swimming, but by then I was much older and didn't attend all the meets. We certainly didn't spend each weekend on the run to athletic events through my childhood. If this family heads the direction of soccer, baseball and cheerleading, it'll be a whole new adventure. We might even need a minivan. Eek! Okay, maybe not.
It is funny to think of high school aged kids in my life. Will they be in the popular crowd? Will Sylvie be dramatic and catty, always in fights with her friends, or hold them tight like she hangs on to Logan. Will Logan be cool and sweet or too quiet and doing his own thing. Will the predictions for a cheerleader and a jock come true into high school, or will they find other talents before that age. Or will they be content to hang out at home and avoid extracurriculars altogether. Will they be full of teen angst or willing to hang out and chat about life.
Who knows, but it sure is fun to think about it. Before I really have to deal with the outings, the angst, the homework projects, the friends, etc etc. Preschool is looking mighty easy now!
My brother and I weren't super athletic. He did some t-ball and soccer. I did some gymnastics in grade school. My sister was in swimming, but by then I was much older and didn't attend all the meets. We certainly didn't spend each weekend on the run to athletic events through my childhood. If this family heads the direction of soccer, baseball and cheerleading, it'll be a whole new adventure. We might even need a minivan. Eek! Okay, maybe not.
It is funny to think of high school aged kids in my life. Will they be in the popular crowd? Will Sylvie be dramatic and catty, always in fights with her friends, or hold them tight like she hangs on to Logan. Will Logan be cool and sweet or too quiet and doing his own thing. Will the predictions for a cheerleader and a jock come true into high school, or will they find other talents before that age. Or will they be content to hang out at home and avoid extracurriculars altogether. Will they be full of teen angst or willing to hang out and chat about life.
Who knows, but it sure is fun to think about it. Before I really have to deal with the outings, the angst, the homework projects, the friends, etc etc. Preschool is looking mighty easy now!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Playing Dollhouse
Logan: "My guy is going to school."
Me: "What's his name?"
Logan: "He doesn't like names. He doesn't have a name."
Me:"So, is he going to kindergarten, preschool or first grade?"
Logan:"He's going to Kindergarten."
Me:"Sylvie, is your princess going to to school today?"
Sylvie:"Yes!"
Me:"So, what school is your princess going to? Kindergarten or preschool?"
Sylvie:"She's going to Sunscreen school. She will get sunscreen there. And toys there. And they eat candy. And they play with lots of princess toys. And they bring special toys to school too......"and on and on about 'sunscreen school.'
These kids crack me up.:)
Me: "What's his name?"
Logan: "He doesn't like names. He doesn't have a name."
Me:"So, is he going to kindergarten, preschool or first grade?"
Logan:"He's going to Kindergarten."
Me:"Sylvie, is your princess going to to school today?"
Sylvie:"Yes!"
Me:"So, what school is your princess going to? Kindergarten or preschool?"
Sylvie:"She's going to Sunscreen school. She will get sunscreen there. And toys there. And they eat candy. And they play with lots of princess toys. And they bring special toys to school too......"and on and on about 'sunscreen school.'
These kids crack me up.:)
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Where did I misplace that Chrysal Ball?
I wish life was easy to figure out. Yes, I like a bit of adventure. But yes, that's me in that picture really pissed off in the back of the blow-up raft somewhere in Mexico because I got forced to white-water river raft. No I'm not glad I did it. It's not on my life's list of things to do. The few major things on my list. Marry a man I adore. Check. Have babies I live my days for. Check. Live in a good house (to fulfill my inner designer). Check. Have friends and family. Check. See a Madonna concert. Check- yup my husband remembered that one and came through for both my 25th and 30th birthday. Awesomeness. That woman is such an amazing singer, seeing her concert will probably be on Sylvie's life's list of things to do. Her personal life, I could do without.
My job this week has been tedious ad-nauseum. On the one hand, I cannot believe I don't have the patience for more than 2 of Logan's long-winded stories, but find myself charging through the task of drawing the teeny pieces of a specialty faucet/ cradle/ handsprayer to the 64th of an inch at work. All to have it show up at about 1/4 of an inch on the paper. In plan, side elevation and top elevation. It definitely fits my obnoxious will to be perfect, my eye for detail and yeah, I'll admit it, I enjoy looking at some of these bathroom fixture websites. They are pretty:)
I think anyone who has a career right now is possibly in the position of "Settling" right now. Settling for not their favorite job, not their favorite clients, and not their favorite projects. That's life in an economic downturn. But you know what, I'm in my early 30's and this is my prime. I'm feeling strong pulls towards greatness and while my brain says "no" my mind wanders to other experiences sometimes. Not to mention working more and better-paying could help us financially which is a daily battle with paycuts and fears of layoffs.
Today I was at the park and met a woman who worked in a firm nearby and was saying if I needed a job, call her up and she'd put a good word in for me. They do schools, something I had originally wanted to do and figured I'd be doing right now. It got me thinking, barring the economy that is still in the toilet as we speak, is it time to find a big job, not just the run of the mill. part time work? I grappled with that in September when I got this job and believe me I'm not planning to quit anytime soon! But in the big picture, would working more and more intense make me and us happy? Or is being with my babies during this formative time the right option, however stressed about money we get. I think for now, the part-time gig will do. But I also don't put it past me to stumble into some great opportunity someday.
Speaking of stumbling, do you believe in the accidental meetings we have that are supposed to give us "Signs" and clues as to what path we should be following in life? Today, was meeting this woman supposed to make me think about how great it is to be part time, lead me to this new opportunity in schools, or was it really just a total random coincidence.
I think I feel a strong gut feeling sometimes. The other day the power went out and back on. It was dark across the street and I swear if Sylvie wasn't already asleep, I was *this* close to walking across the street to check on the woman over there, it seemed her power hadn't returned. But how could it not? And it was late. She could be asleep. So randomly, I got delivered her flowers and she was chatty. Her power was out, for over 2 hours and she was crying saying how scared she was. My gut was right, I should have dodged rain drops, knocked and asked if she wanted to come over, in pj's and all. How much is left to chance, how much is a connection to the world and its people around us, and how much is destiny. I need my crystal ball to help me. Has anyone seen it?
My job this week has been tedious ad-nauseum. On the one hand, I cannot believe I don't have the patience for more than 2 of Logan's long-winded stories, but find myself charging through the task of drawing the teeny pieces of a specialty faucet/ cradle/ handsprayer to the 64th of an inch at work. All to have it show up at about 1/4 of an inch on the paper. In plan, side elevation and top elevation. It definitely fits my obnoxious will to be perfect, my eye for detail and yeah, I'll admit it, I enjoy looking at some of these bathroom fixture websites. They are pretty:)
I think anyone who has a career right now is possibly in the position of "Settling" right now. Settling for not their favorite job, not their favorite clients, and not their favorite projects. That's life in an economic downturn. But you know what, I'm in my early 30's and this is my prime. I'm feeling strong pulls towards greatness and while my brain says "no" my mind wanders to other experiences sometimes. Not to mention working more and better-paying could help us financially which is a daily battle with paycuts and fears of layoffs.
Today I was at the park and met a woman who worked in a firm nearby and was saying if I needed a job, call her up and she'd put a good word in for me. They do schools, something I had originally wanted to do and figured I'd be doing right now. It got me thinking, barring the economy that is still in the toilet as we speak, is it time to find a big job, not just the run of the mill. part time work? I grappled with that in September when I got this job and believe me I'm not planning to quit anytime soon! But in the big picture, would working more and more intense make me and us happy? Or is being with my babies during this formative time the right option, however stressed about money we get. I think for now, the part-time gig will do. But I also don't put it past me to stumble into some great opportunity someday.
Speaking of stumbling, do you believe in the accidental meetings we have that are supposed to give us "Signs" and clues as to what path we should be following in life? Today, was meeting this woman supposed to make me think about how great it is to be part time, lead me to this new opportunity in schools, or was it really just a total random coincidence.
I think I feel a strong gut feeling sometimes. The other day the power went out and back on. It was dark across the street and I swear if Sylvie wasn't already asleep, I was *this* close to walking across the street to check on the woman over there, it seemed her power hadn't returned. But how could it not? And it was late. She could be asleep. So randomly, I got delivered her flowers and she was chatty. Her power was out, for over 2 hours and she was crying saying how scared she was. My gut was right, I should have dodged rain drops, knocked and asked if she wanted to come over, in pj's and all. How much is left to chance, how much is a connection to the world and its people around us, and how much is destiny. I need my crystal ball to help me. Has anyone seen it?
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
Loganisms...
Some cute things Logan has said or done of late...
Strike a Pose
On Mother's Day he found some paper swords he had made at my mom's house and was trying to get us all to use them. He said "First you hold the sword and say your superhero name." "I'm Volor!" (that seems to be the made up name he loves lately). "And then you show your 'move.'" And he struck a fighting pose. Jorge could barely contain the laughter while he came up with his own superhero name and move, and we all enjoyed Logan's drive.
Growing Up
"Mom, how old is a teenager." Me: "Thirteen is the first year you are a teenager." and we talked about all the years, how you can drive at age 16 and at age 20 you weren't a teenager, you were an adult. He was asking questions about school as well so I told him when he was an adult he could go to college and decide what he wanted to do for a job and where he wanted to live.
We're reading bedtime books and he comes out with...
"Mom, I know what I want to do for my job. When I'm an adult. I want to work at McDonald's. And I want to live right here."
Excellent plan, my man. Last week the plan was to be a Fighter Pilot.
Detective
At night, when I'm getting everything ready, one of the kids will hide their favorite Richard Scarry book and come running in to tell me we need a Detective to find it because it is lost. Then Logan will get all excited because he finds "Clues." Mom! Look! , there is a CLUE! It's dots on the floor." And eventually we find it and they decide who the bad guy was and why he took the book. It's Imagination Central around here, all the way up to Bedtime!
Engineer
"Mom, what are those?" (Empty box from pop cans) "It's Recycling, you can re-use if you would like. "YES! I have an AIRPORT!!!!" So he grabbed all kinds of things to make his new toy extra fun and made a rocket ship out of the water bottle I had hidden inside. He glues raisin boxes on the side for the "wings." He loves creating.
Globos
While I was typing this Sylvie came over devastated. Her Helium balloon from Trader Joe's had deflated and would not "float" any longer. A new concept to this 3 year old, but it reminded me of my Logan's obsession with balloons. For his second birthday everyone brought balloons! His balloon obsession was far-reaching. At age 2, he had only a few "words." "Ma" was one, "Gobo" (Globo= Balloon in spanish) was another "Boon" (Balloon) was another. That was it. The other 5 were more sounds than word attempts. We would look at books and he would flip the pages til he found the page with balloons and want me to tell him stories about that page and that page only. Then he was done. I could tell you what pages in all of our books contain balloons. His Abuelita knew exactly where to get balloons in each mall because a crisis would ensue if he saw one and did not have one of his own. Not to mention the reams of paper we used to make paper balloons with real balloon string and the game that followed where we "bought" and "sold" them to each other for real money. It was "Money for Globos" and it took over our household for months.
This is a picture of Logan on his second birthday, with the balloons, and the next morning, before I popped them all (we had this down-pat as well , slicing near the tied part with sharp scissors, for if they made noise, all heck broke loose).
My sweet boy, he's 180 degrees different at age 5 than that silly obsessed cutie pie he was at age 2.
Strike a Pose
On Mother's Day he found some paper swords he had made at my mom's house and was trying to get us all to use them. He said "First you hold the sword and say your superhero name." "I'm Volor!" (that seems to be the made up name he loves lately). "And then you show your 'move.'" And he struck a fighting pose. Jorge could barely contain the laughter while he came up with his own superhero name and move, and we all enjoyed Logan's drive.
Growing Up
"Mom, how old is a teenager." Me: "Thirteen is the first year you are a teenager." and we talked about all the years, how you can drive at age 16 and at age 20 you weren't a teenager, you were an adult. He was asking questions about school as well so I told him when he was an adult he could go to college and decide what he wanted to do for a job and where he wanted to live.
We're reading bedtime books and he comes out with...
"Mom, I know what I want to do for my job. When I'm an adult. I want to work at McDonald's. And I want to live right here."
Excellent plan, my man. Last week the plan was to be a Fighter Pilot.
Detective
At night, when I'm getting everything ready, one of the kids will hide their favorite Richard Scarry book and come running in to tell me we need a Detective to find it because it is lost. Then Logan will get all excited because he finds "Clues." Mom! Look! , there is a CLUE! It's dots on the floor." And eventually we find it and they decide who the bad guy was and why he took the book. It's Imagination Central around here, all the way up to Bedtime!
Engineer
"Mom, what are those?" (Empty box from pop cans) "It's Recycling, you can re-use if you would like. "YES! I have an AIRPORT!!!!" So he grabbed all kinds of things to make his new toy extra fun and made a rocket ship out of the water bottle I had hidden inside. He glues raisin boxes on the side for the "wings." He loves creating.
Globos
While I was typing this Sylvie came over devastated. Her Helium balloon from Trader Joe's had deflated and would not "float" any longer. A new concept to this 3 year old, but it reminded me of my Logan's obsession with balloons. For his second birthday everyone brought balloons! His balloon obsession was far-reaching. At age 2, he had only a few "words." "Ma" was one, "Gobo" (Globo= Balloon in spanish) was another "Boon" (Balloon) was another. That was it. The other 5 were more sounds than word attempts. We would look at books and he would flip the pages til he found the page with balloons and want me to tell him stories about that page and that page only. Then he was done. I could tell you what pages in all of our books contain balloons. His Abuelita knew exactly where to get balloons in each mall because a crisis would ensue if he saw one and did not have one of his own. Not to mention the reams of paper we used to make paper balloons with real balloon string and the game that followed where we "bought" and "sold" them to each other for real money. It was "Money for Globos" and it took over our household for months.
This is a picture of Logan on his second birthday, with the balloons, and the next morning, before I popped them all (we had this down-pat as well , slicing near the tied part with sharp scissors, for if they made noise, all heck broke loose).
My sweet boy, he's 180 degrees different at age 5 than that silly obsessed cutie pie he was at age 2.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
I wonder....
if we never have a third child, if it will ever feel like the right decision. And if instead my life will fill with other wishes and hopes. Or if we will have a third if like will be 10 times more chaotic than it is now and I'll look back on these days as the "easy ones." Wish I had a crystal ball! But for now, I'm thrilled with the two imaginative, creative, happy, hilarious babies and I have, and hugging their daddy as tight as possible smiling at the wonder of what we have. Happy Mother's Day to all the mommies in my life. You make it all possible and make my kids happy.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
On the eve of this Mother's Day....
This is the sixth Mother's Day where I am a mom (one when Logan was in utero). And in true form, I am running around like only a mom could. We went to the children's museum today with my mom and hung out at her house for the afternoon. I was dealt a 3 year old's massive tantrum to navigate and survived. It got pretty loud, Logan kept whining that Sylvie's shrieking was hurting her ears. Fun fun!
From 5 pm til 9 pm life has been one giant blur of cooking, eating, cleaning dishes, last- minute errands, and a very exciting art project for the moms in our lives. I am exhausted and may not clean all the legos off of the floor before bed, but it was definitely worth the full day and getting all I wanted to get done today. Poor Jorge was at work for about 10 hours now, on a Saturday! Glad we had other plans to fill our time.
Someday my mother's days will be well-thought out, neat, organized and quiet. But for now, they are crazy, getting things ready, seeing two moms and a grandma, and dealing with the kids and life because after all, even though it's a holiday, the kids still need clean clothes, wiped faces and to eat 5 or 6 times through the day. I'm sure there will be 50 or more "Mom" requests tomorrow through the day. But I don't mind. I'm a mom. That's my life and I live for it.
Happy Mother's Day to all the other moms out there. Hope the day is all you expect, but if it's not exactly what you think it'll be, try to relax and enjoy the real meaning of the holiday, being a mommy to a child who loves the heck out of you:)
From 5 pm til 9 pm life has been one giant blur of cooking, eating, cleaning dishes, last- minute errands, and a very exciting art project for the moms in our lives. I am exhausted and may not clean all the legos off of the floor before bed, but it was definitely worth the full day and getting all I wanted to get done today. Poor Jorge was at work for about 10 hours now, on a Saturday! Glad we had other plans to fill our time.
Someday my mother's days will be well-thought out, neat, organized and quiet. But for now, they are crazy, getting things ready, seeing two moms and a grandma, and dealing with the kids and life because after all, even though it's a holiday, the kids still need clean clothes, wiped faces and to eat 5 or 6 times through the day. I'm sure there will be 50 or more "Mom" requests tomorrow through the day. But I don't mind. I'm a mom. That's my life and I live for it.
Happy Mother's Day to all the other moms out there. Hope the day is all you expect, but if it's not exactly what you think it'll be, try to relax and enjoy the real meaning of the holiday, being a mommy to a child who loves the heck out of you:)
Friday, May 8, 2009
Kids can be so funny!
Sylvie's new way to dry off her hands after washing them...... And it's finally warm enough for dresses and it's hotter than heck in the house so we had to get the fans out as well! The weather went from frigid to stifling. Where was spring?
Logan pilfered some little milk creamers from breakfast with his grandparents. Later that day I opened my fridge to find them like this.....
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Money, Money, Money
Why must you stress me out so? Logan and Sylvie, I wish for you an adult life of wealth. But given the fact that we are your parents, I wish for you some talent or luck at the lottery! Logan, brush up those baseball skills my boy! Sylvie, keep singing and maybe American Idol is in your future. Abby, what do you think about a career in acting?
Hoping the best for the upcoming slashing of salaries and work hours to arrive in the upcoming weeks at Jorge's office. And the continual lack of work in my office.
Hoping the best for the upcoming slashing of salaries and work hours to arrive in the upcoming weeks at Jorge's office. And the continual lack of work in my office.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Should I change my facebook status?
to Single? Seriously, we need an extra mom around here. So maybe someone would like to marry into this crazy family and take on 1/3 of the responsibilities.
Grocery shopping, laundry, dishes, I've got you covered. Bills, household stuff, working as many hours as is humanly possible in this economy, Jorge has you covered.
Let's see where that leaves the gaps that we've needed help lately...
A handyman- my dad has fixed toilets and basement leaks, the stuff I really don't want to pay someone to fix
A gardener- my dad has done this. And we have some landscapers that stop by sometimes
Shuttle Mom- we need a parent to either take the children to the birthday parties they seem to have every 2 weeks, or stay home with the other child who is never invited.
Dentist Mom- Coming on the 6th visit to the dentist since December just for Sylvie alone, we need someone to either accompany her to her last visit (1 hour commute each way, horrendous schedule options) or take Logan to school and back because for some reason the only option I've had is to pull him out of school and take him along.
School Meeting Mom- Someone to come to Logan's school meetings that randomly happen at times like 1:00 pm on a Thursday afternoon. Or someone to stay with the kids, because they are not invited. We have 2 of these upcoming, for L's old school and his new school. Fun times!
Preschool Graduation Mom- I need someone to work for me so I can go shed tears that my little baby boy is growing up and will probably look absolutely adorable in a construction paper graduation cap. Even with a deadline, I need to be there.
Grocery shopping, laundry, dishes, I've got you covered. Bills, household stuff, working as many hours as is humanly possible in this economy, Jorge has you covered.
Let's see where that leaves the gaps that we've needed help lately...
A handyman- my dad has fixed toilets and basement leaks, the stuff I really don't want to pay someone to fix
A gardener- my dad has done this. And we have some landscapers that stop by sometimes
Shuttle Mom- we need a parent to either take the children to the birthday parties they seem to have every 2 weeks, or stay home with the other child who is never invited.
Dentist Mom- Coming on the 6th visit to the dentist since December just for Sylvie alone, we need someone to either accompany her to her last visit (1 hour commute each way, horrendous schedule options) or take Logan to school and back because for some reason the only option I've had is to pull him out of school and take him along.
School Meeting Mom- Someone to come to Logan's school meetings that randomly happen at times like 1:00 pm on a Thursday afternoon. Or someone to stay with the kids, because they are not invited. We have 2 of these upcoming, for L's old school and his new school. Fun times!
Preschool Graduation Mom- I need someone to work for me so I can go shed tears that my little baby boy is growing up and will probably look absolutely adorable in a construction paper graduation cap. Even with a deadline, I need to be there.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Sense of Humor....
Logan's Sense of Humor....
The wheels on the bus go "Square, Square, Square...."
The babies on the bus go "Sh, Sh, Sh"
The mommies on the bus go "Wah, wah, wah...."
The people on the bus go "Up, Up, Up...."
Sylvie's Sense of Humor......
Potty humor all the way.
(Kids laughing about nothing).... Sylvie: "I hit it with my bompes!" or "I made a puma!" (not even sure how to spell that, but it's 'butt' in spanish and "fart" in spanish. I would say it is a good thing it's in another language but there are an awful lot of people in the area who also speak spanish.
Logan's Preschool Teacher's Sense of Humor
(In light of the 'Swine Flu Pandemic), I do think it was coincidental but it did get me giggling when I found it in his school bag today, right after the big page-long note about the Swine Flu..... He did ask why I kept laughing and I explained it a bit but all he heard is that something about that pig was funny (in a good way) and keeps telling people how funny it is:)
The wheels on the bus go "Square, Square, Square...."
The babies on the bus go "Sh, Sh, Sh"
The mommies on the bus go "Wah, wah, wah...."
The people on the bus go "Up, Up, Up...."
Sylvie's Sense of Humor......
Potty humor all the way.
(Kids laughing about nothing).... Sylvie: "I hit it with my bompes!" or "I made a puma!" (not even sure how to spell that, but it's 'butt' in spanish and "fart" in spanish. I would say it is a good thing it's in another language but there are an awful lot of people in the area who also speak spanish.
Logan's Preschool Teacher's Sense of Humor
(In light of the 'Swine Flu Pandemic), I do think it was coincidental but it did get me giggling when I found it in his school bag today, right after the big page-long note about the Swine Flu..... He did ask why I kept laughing and I explained it a bit but all he heard is that something about that pig was funny (in a good way) and keeps telling people how funny it is:)
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