Big Bro T has taught Lil Sis B many things in her short 2 1/2 years, but the latest is how to throw her snacks on the floor, jump down on all fours and eat them like an animal! We all made the mistake of laughing at this initially and now she does it with food that is not "eat off the floor friendly" and doesn't understand why we stopped laughing.
Big Bro T takes Tae Kwon Do twice a week- I take him one night dragging along Lil Sis B (because Dad isn't home from work yet). And my husband takes him one night while I keep Lil Sis B at home- basically he gets to sit and enjoy watching Big Bro T learn new skills, chat with other parents, surf the internet on his phone, stare off into space, you get the idea......
I had to take over Dad's day last week meaning an extra day of packing up his uniform, snacks for Lil Sis B-- after work I pick up Big Bro T, pick up Lil Sis B, feed them in the car on the way to Tae Kwon Do, have Big Bro T change in the car in the parking lot (thank goodness the boy doesn't care) and attempt to settle in for class.
My first mistake was packing a banana as a snack for Lil Sis B- she decides to peel the ENTIRE banana, break it in two so that each hand can have a piece. While holding the banana she decides to climb up on the bench and then jump of it...and repeat... Being cold season she has a bit of a runny nose and as she is chewing a bite of banana she sneezes- and guess what goes flying out of her mouth and onto the floor- MUSHY BANANA! Before I can scoop it up without attracting too many stares, she drops to all fours and EATS IT!
At this point I have perfected the art of not making eye contact with other adults in order to avoid the apologetic face I would have to make to say "I know that is really gross but what can you do??" Needless to say, the 40 minute class consists of me making sure Lil Sis B is entertained and contained at the same time, while trying to show Big Bro T I am watching him too!
After class I text my husband to tell him that Big Bro T did some very cool sparring excercises. His reply was, "Did you video it?"...........Now I love this man, but how many hands does he think I have???!!!
I did not reply.
A Late Introduction.....
After already posting a couple of entries, I figured I was a bit backward in not doing any type of introduction. My intent in writing posts is to chronicle and share some of life's funny family and relationship moments. Now I realize that not all things were probably humorous at the time they are happening, but life is that way right? You live it and then you laugh about it!
My life is a wife to a very smart, funny (though not as funny as me), extremely personable man that adores his family. He works a job that gives him many evenings away from his family leaving me with many "opportunities" to parent solo in order to keep the family moving.
I am also the mother to two compeletly opposite children that did do ONE thing the same in their short lives- they both were born very premature and spent many weeks/months in the NICU giving us a unique parenting/birth experience. Big Bro T is 8 and Lil Sis B is 2 (they are 6 years apart due to it taking us a LONG time to find the humor in having another pregnancy!). Big Bro T begged to have a sibling and is still not sure how his wish for a baby brother came in the form of a very independent and determined little sister- he didn't see the humor for the first few months! Lil Sis B was born without a sense of humor and we are slowly trying to instill one in her one day at a time.....Seriously, the girl makes you work for a smile....
Working full time always throws curve balls in life as I try to juggle family, Big Bro T committments and activities from soccer to piano lessons to tae kwon do- all while entertiaing Lil Sis B and not forgetting the diaper bag, having enough snacks, and braving a trip to Target that the husband INSISTS on making a family outing....????
I have yet to find the humor in that!
My life is a wife to a very smart, funny (though not as funny as me), extremely personable man that adores his family. He works a job that gives him many evenings away from his family leaving me with many "opportunities" to parent solo in order to keep the family moving.
I am also the mother to two compeletly opposite children that did do ONE thing the same in their short lives- they both were born very premature and spent many weeks/months in the NICU giving us a unique parenting/birth experience. Big Bro T is 8 and Lil Sis B is 2 (they are 6 years apart due to it taking us a LONG time to find the humor in having another pregnancy!). Big Bro T begged to have a sibling and is still not sure how his wish for a baby brother came in the form of a very independent and determined little sister- he didn't see the humor for the first few months! Lil Sis B was born without a sense of humor and we are slowly trying to instill one in her one day at a time.....Seriously, the girl makes you work for a smile....
Working full time always throws curve balls in life as I try to juggle family, Big Bro T committments and activities from soccer to piano lessons to tae kwon do- all while entertiaing Lil Sis B and not forgetting the diaper bag, having enough snacks, and braving a trip to Target that the husband INSISTS on making a family outing....????
I have yet to find the humor in that!
Dear John letter from my pediatrician......
Our family doesn't really have a New Year's tradition- no special way to ring in the new year has really been established other than we tend to stay at home to avoid being on the road.....oh and we have 2 kids so an adult party hasn't been on the table for years.
This New Year's Eve of 2012 brought us two letters in the mail addressed to each of our children from our medical insurance provider. I assume it's a survey of some sort......instead, we are greeted to a lengthy letter explaining to us that our beloved Pediatrician Dr. L will be leaving our local medical office and relocating JUST 30 miles away! (JUST). I have to be honest I assumed somewhere in the letter it would say, "oh but don't worry, I won't be leaving YOUR kids-YOUR kids I'll still see at YOUR local office". There was no such declaration and I was floored! ;)
Dr. L has been our pediatrician since our son was brought home from the NICU in 2004. And we still believe that the only reason we attempted a 2nd pregnancy was because we knew Dr. L would be along for the ride! We adore this man and whenever we had an appointment to see him it was like getting concert tickets....."We are going to see Dr. L!!". He was the perfect addition to our new parent clueless-ness with our first preemie and he was the confident calming force with our second preemie.
He is also the pediatrician of our close friends and neighbors, kids on our son's soccer team etc. and we all pretty much have a crush on him....And now facing 2013 without him left me sad, texting my mommy friends in frustration and looking at my kids like, well you better not get sick for a while!
I couldn't let go without closure and in my defense my toddler was due for a 6 month respiratory check so I made one last appointment to confront.....I mean discuss our break up. Driving up for that last appointment was really sad for me but I promised myself I would be the mature mom and accept our fate. It helped that when Dr. L walked in the exam room, he hung his head and said "Let me have it!" At least he realized how much we were going to miss him! I told him I came prepared to offer him a bribe but would need a few years to secure the funds with a winning lottery ticket I was sure would be mine one day.
So after thanking him for his many, many years of patience, humor, knowledge and compassion we discussed a new doctor to follow in his footsteps. And instead of the endearing last appointment I envisioned where he would see what wonderful kids he was leaving, my toddler pretty much screamed and cried the entire time! Real life wins out every time!
I'm thinking our New Year's Eve tradition will now be to NOT get the mail until New Year's DAY.
Why end AND start the year with bad news!!
This New Year's Eve of 2012 brought us two letters in the mail addressed to each of our children from our medical insurance provider. I assume it's a survey of some sort......instead, we are greeted to a lengthy letter explaining to us that our beloved Pediatrician Dr. L will be leaving our local medical office and relocating JUST 30 miles away! (JUST). I have to be honest I assumed somewhere in the letter it would say, "oh but don't worry, I won't be leaving YOUR kids-YOUR kids I'll still see at YOUR local office". There was no such declaration and I was floored! ;)
Dr. L has been our pediatrician since our son was brought home from the NICU in 2004. And we still believe that the only reason we attempted a 2nd pregnancy was because we knew Dr. L would be along for the ride! We adore this man and whenever we had an appointment to see him it was like getting concert tickets....."We are going to see Dr. L!!". He was the perfect addition to our new parent clueless-ness with our first preemie and he was the confident calming force with our second preemie.
He is also the pediatrician of our close friends and neighbors, kids on our son's soccer team etc. and we all pretty much have a crush on him....And now facing 2013 without him left me sad, texting my mommy friends in frustration and looking at my kids like, well you better not get sick for a while!
I couldn't let go without closure and in my defense my toddler was due for a 6 month respiratory check so I made one last appointment to confront.....I mean discuss our break up. Driving up for that last appointment was really sad for me but I promised myself I would be the mature mom and accept our fate. It helped that when Dr. L walked in the exam room, he hung his head and said "Let me have it!" At least he realized how much we were going to miss him! I told him I came prepared to offer him a bribe but would need a few years to secure the funds with a winning lottery ticket I was sure would be mine one day.
So after thanking him for his many, many years of patience, humor, knowledge and compassion we discussed a new doctor to follow in his footsteps. And instead of the endearing last appointment I envisioned where he would see what wonderful kids he was leaving, my toddler pretty much screamed and cried the entire time! Real life wins out every time!
I'm thinking our New Year's Eve tradition will now be to NOT get the mail until New Year's DAY.
Why end AND start the year with bad news!!
Christmas "vacation" with the kids.....
The Christmas Holiday is upon us.....
My husband and I envision a magical trip to the Happiest Place on Earth with our two miraculously conceived babies. Starting with waking them up at 5am to begin this magical journey…Dad’s brilliant idea not MINE (my argument is that if I have to get up at 3:45AM when I’m working, WHY would I get up at 5AM when I’m NOT????- anyone with me here??) But I digress…..
My husband and I envision a magical trip to the Happiest Place on Earth with our two miraculously conceived babies. Starting with waking them up at 5am to begin this magical journey…Dad’s brilliant idea not MINE (my argument is that if I have to get up at 3:45AM when I’m working, WHY would I get up at 5AM when I’m NOT????- anyone with me here??) But I digress…..
We get checked in to the Grand California Hotel which allows you to enter the parks an hour early (have I mentioned we are up early!), get into the park and enjoy our morning (more or less) managing to do rides, breakfast and maneuvering the park.
Lil Sis B is all about Dad these days and I am LOVING a bit of a break since she insists that HE carry her or that HE hold her hand as she walks……and all was merry in the land of Mickey and Minnie UNTIL Dad and Big Bro T decide to ride Thunder Mountain and guess who is told she has to wait with Mom??? Well since she was so well behaved so far, I didn’t realize that maybe the early morning has caught up with her and she has decided that she will NOT be left behind! I attempt to juggle my purse, the diaper bag and dad tries to hand me off our little princess, she is not having it! As we stand at the ride entrance in a crowd of people, I have to peel her off of him and she proceeds to have a MELTDOWN. Lil Sis B starts kicking and screaming as I try to walk her away to a bench (Dad and Big Brother are long gone)…..well in a matter of minutes my purse is upside down on the ground the bag is somewhere and people that are walking by are staring and people that were sitting on the bench near me are moving away….I want to CRY!!!
She is doing the “I won’t let you hold me thrashing” and I have to put her on the ground because I can’t control her! I refuse to look up because I'm soooo embarrassed…..there are wet puddles on the ground from her slobber, tears, and snot…no lie! I wanted to text my girlfriends to check you tube because I assume that someone taped this madness and posted it for laughs!!
I send my husband a 1 word text “HELP” and hope he gets it and comes running off……NOPE! I was desperately wishing another mom would come by and help me or at least stand by me to protect me from all the staring people. After what felt like HOURS, my husband and Big Bro T are off the ride and she saw them, stopped and said “I go see choo choo”….?????!! Like nothing happened!!!!
Lil Sis B is all about Dad these days and I am LOVING a bit of a break since she insists that HE carry her or that HE hold her hand as she walks……and all was merry in the land of Mickey and Minnie UNTIL Dad and Big Bro T decide to ride Thunder Mountain and guess who is told she has to wait with Mom??? Well since she was so well behaved so far, I didn’t realize that maybe the early morning has caught up with her and she has decided that she will NOT be left behind! I attempt to juggle my purse, the diaper bag and dad tries to hand me off our little princess, she is not having it! As we stand at the ride entrance in a crowd of people, I have to peel her off of him and she proceeds to have a MELTDOWN. Lil Sis B starts kicking and screaming as I try to walk her away to a bench (Dad and Big Brother are long gone)…..well in a matter of minutes my purse is upside down on the ground the bag is somewhere and people that are walking by are staring and people that were sitting on the bench near me are moving away….I want to CRY!!!
She is doing the “I won’t let you hold me thrashing” and I have to put her on the ground because I can’t control her! I refuse to look up because I'm soooo embarrassed…..there are wet puddles on the ground from her slobber, tears, and snot…no lie! I wanted to text my girlfriends to check you tube because I assume that someone taped this madness and posted it for laughs!!
I send my husband a 1 word text “HELP” and hope he gets it and comes running off……NOPE! I was desperately wishing another mom would come by and help me or at least stand by me to protect me from all the staring people. After what felt like HOURS, my husband and Big Bro T are off the ride and she saw them, stopped and said “I go see choo choo”….?????!! Like nothing happened!!!!
Can't wait for Easter "vacation"!! ;)
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