Tuesday, October 7, 2014

School Update

The fall has flown by. V is liking school She never says that she doesn't want to go. I think she really likes the mental stimulation of learning all the new things. P drops her off at before school care for 20-30 minutes and she is at after-school care for approximately 1.5 hours. It for a pretty long day for her and you can tell when she gets home. She is very, very tired and mainly wants to veg out in front of the TV. Also, she has been so, so hungry. She also asked me to make her lunch everyday, but I much prefer that she eat hot lunch, since it forces her to expand her horizons and eat new foods. Plus, I have so little time in the evenings, it is much easier for her to buy food. On Tuesday she has music, on Wednesday PE, on Thursday is art, on Friday is library.

Her behvavior in school continues to be good. At home, it remains challenging. I've learned a few ways to deal with the frequent tantrums and meltdowns. They are usually (75%) food related and involve unhealthy snacks.

Benny continues to do well. He is still sleeping the pack n play at night. (Hey, I like sleep). He can hit the baseball off the tee like a boss and dribble the soccer ball. He too, continues to have some massive tantrums, but he is two. They usually occur when you take something away from him. He can count and knows some letters. He is in more of a pre-school program now and seems to be really happy. Just don't try to make him sit on the potty. At all.

Monday, October 6, 2014

Out of the mouth of babes this weekend:

V, talking to P’s 92 year old Grandma, at her house: “what’s your name again? “cause I don’t really remember”.

Benny, when I opened his car door, “Gracias”. (he likes Dora the Explorer)

When I pulled in the driveway last night and hit the garage door button, “Mama! Mama! Push that button. Daddy, no push the button. No Daddy”.

I was unpacking the suitcase and he ran over to get his swimsuit, “Let’s go swimming mama”. Funnily enough, he cried for the first 10 minutes in the pool.

Ice cream came with his kid’s meal. He usually refuses ice cream and makes a face because it is so cold. I put a small bite in his mouth and he made a face. I reached over for a bite, “ and he shoved me away with his hand. "Mine mama! No mama, no bite!”. Then he proceeded to eat the entire thing “Yum”.

V, “I thought we were staying here for two more days”. Me: “ yes, Saturday and Sunday”. V: “no, two REAL days”.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

V turned six in mid- August. Last year, I was getting everything ready and set for Kindergarten when she turned five. At that time, it was a bit of a surprise that her Pre-K/Preschool teacher didn't feel she was ready for Kindergarten. She recommended keeping her back to gain more experience with things like writing, maturity, adn reading. Plus, all of the other children going into Kindergarten at that time were older, almost an entire year older than her. Which at this age, makes a difference. It was a bit of a difficult decision, (not to mention expensive), but we did keep in pre-K for an extra year. Now, I'm glad about that. I have seen several differences in her, and being older and more confident makes the transition to all day kindergarten easier.

She is going to the local public school, right down the road from daycare. It is quite highly ranked, and in my opinion, a huge building. Her first day was a half day - I had to take off from work - which involved parent orientation and a great deal of paperwork. She didn't cry or fuss at all (I spent the first day of kindergarten crying next to the teacher's desk, I remember it vividly).

The first week was tough people. There are 27 kids in her class and NO AIDE. I repeat, no AIDE. Apparently there was a funding problem with the district. I find this unacceptable. She came home exhausted and starving. It was difficult for me to drop off two different places (Dad was out of town).

But hopefully week 2 is easier on me!

Friday, August 29, 2014

Friday Night Leftovers - Labor Day Weekend Edition

* Our workplace dismisses at 2:30 pm today. YAY! Time for a workout and then a little grocery shopping before I pick up the kids.
* P has been gone a lot this week. Monday afternoon - fly to Canada, fly home Tuesday night. Wednesday morning, fly to Boston, fly home Thursday night (home at 10:15), leave for the airport on Friday at 4:30 am to fly to Chicago, fly home Friday afternoon. I won't even comment about next week.
* Benny has been the KING of tantrums. Doesn't want to get dressed, doesn't want to brush teeth, doesn't want to put on shoes, doesn't want to wear a coat, doesn't want to get in carseat. I'm tired.
*Is it too early to put up Halloween/Fall decorations? I'm ready, but I don't want to be THAT person.
* I really wanted to go up North and visit my family for Labor Day. There is usually a TON of traffic going North, and thus it becomes a stressful, unpredictable mess. So I'm staying home. It's supposed to be 90 F and thunderstorms. What am I going to do with those kids for three days??

Friday, August 8, 2014

Friday Night Leftovers (with pictures)

* It feels like summer never came this year. I'm not complaining about not having super hot days, but it just feels strange. Like an extended early September (which is my FAVORITE time of year).
* We've called two different landscaping companies to help build some retaining walls in our yard. When we bought the house a year ago, in February, we inherited the landscaping too. Which is okkaayy. But could be better. Don't ever get rocks instead of mulch for flower beds. These people did and it is everywhere. It looks messy, it is messy, and it drives me nuts. This is a picture of our driveway after a rain, when all the rocks float down the mini-hill.
* Speaking of September, V starts Kindergarten in three weeks! Dad will be out of town, and there is only a half day of school with no aftercare either, so I will be taking the entire day off. She had her pre-K graduation today (complete with cute mini-cap and gown!) and it was sad and happy at the same time.
* I just finished reading a book called Swan Song. It is post-apocolyptic fiction, of which I'm a big fan. It was Meh. I give it 2.5 stars out of 5 stars. There are couple of different subplots that converge at the end, some of which are better than others. It does feel good to read again. Any other recommendations?
*Someone likes cupcakes. And balloons.

Monday, July 21, 2014


I started this some time ago, and only now am finishing the post.

You are two years old and I can’t believe it.

You still don’t talk that much. Your favorite words are “mama”, “All done”, “go outside”, “milk”, “Ipeeed” (Ipod), and “elmo”.
You love to go outside. To run, to kick a ball, to swing, to slide, to hit a ball off the tee, to run the cozy coupe down the driveway, to play in the water table.
Your favorite foods are watermelon, cut up grapes (red ONLY), yogurt, and “fries”. You still dislike ICE CREAM!!!!!
You still can’t/won’t drink from a cup or straw. Grrr. You also drool a lot. Still. Even with your tonsils out.
You like to watch Elmo and Peppa Pig on the Ipad. You love the Ipad. I have to hide it.
You have been sleeping in your big boy bed which is both wonderful and sad (for mama).
In shirts you wear a 2T and in pants 18-24 months (still a little big).
Balls are your favorite thing, soccer balls, baseballs, basketballs, golf balls.
“Little Hippo’s New School” is your favorite book.
Your hair is starting to come in blonder and curly.
Playgrounds are your idea of heaven. If they don’t have toddler swings you get really mad.
Leaving playground results in a tantrum 75% of the time following by me having to carry you back to the car.
You hate bicycle helmets and forced teeth brushing.
When I sit on the end of the couch you like to climb on the end table and launch your body on top on my lap. While laughing. Again and again.
Sometimes you get snotty and yell “no” at least three times in succession. If you are really mad, you will toss your hat on the ground in protest.
There is zero interest in using the potty and you won’t even sit on it.
Your favorite toys are balls, sorting shape toys, and the very old 1970’s Little People Castle at my mother’s house.
You try to turn away when mom gives you kisses because you are very busy.