Monday, August 7, 2017

The DUDE is a teenager

So this happened last week.

K Man turned 13. Ya'll I have TWO teenagers! WTF?





He's so funny and loving and adorable. Happy late birthday dude.

Sunday, August 6, 2017

Memories: Food Edition

There are random things I remember from childhood. Food always plays a role. I guess because we have to eat to survive. I was a skinny kid. As an adult I am not so skinny though. I am on a diet still so I suppose that is why I am thinking about food.

I'm just saying I remember the first time I tried these foodstuffs...they were brand new!
  1. Combos
  2. Microwave popcorn
  3. Chili cheese Fritos
  4. Reese's Pieces
  5. Curly Fries
  6. Blizzards
  7. Velveeta Shells and Cheese
  8. Capri Sun
  9. Fruit snacks and Fruit Roll-Ups
  10. Hershey's Hugs

What do you remember when it first came out?

Saturday, July 22, 2017

My Oldest is FIFTEEN - also, HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?


My first born child is amazing. She's smart, funny, talented, beautiful...pretty much everything positive in the world. She's also a teenager so she sucks sometimes. Pretty sure that's the job of teenagers. She's probably much easier than I was at 15. Sorry Mom and Dad.

So M turns 15 today. Did I mention she's amazing?

Suddenly, I have a kid old enough to start driver's training.

She makes me laugh. I love to make her laugh. She's also great at being a fart. I am also great at embarrassing her.

I'm so lucky to be M's mom. Happy birthday Miss M. You are amazing!

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Typical Convo With My Mom

Me: Hey Mom! What's going on?

Her: Just watching some TV (or reading, etc)

Me: What did you do today?

Her: Got my hair cut, some groceries. What did you do?

Me: I went to the store with K Man to get ---

Her: --some applesauce?

Me: ....What? ....No. We were shopping for a backpack for K Man. (Applesauce? Did I need applesauce? Crap...I didn't buy any. We're probably out of applesauce. Dang, I suck as a parent. Wait! Does applesauce have anything to do with my story? What was my story again?)

Her: Oh did he find one?

Me: Yeah, but we were looking at a camouflaged one and this older guy came around the corner --

Her:--and told him to get out of the way?

Me: (...moments of silence...) No. He told him he was in the Army.

Her: Oh. Did you tell him your Dad was in the military?

Me: Um, no. Anywho...K man was looking at the backpack and this older guy came around the corner and told him he was in the Army --

Her: So did he --

Me: The guy gave him a dollar Mom. He gave him a dollar.

Friday, March 31, 2017

Bedtime Rituals

When each of the kids were babies we had a bedtime routine that consisted of rocking in a comfy chair and a bottle or nursing until they fell asleep. It was completely the "wrong" thing to do but it felt right to us. We also didn't do cry it out. Well, we tried at first with Miss M, but it felt icky and I hated it. By the time D came, the cry it out method never crossed my mind. It's a weird philosophy anyway. Why should we expect a baby who has been in the closest contact with a person as possible to be able to sleep in another room, away from anyone who will care for him or her? This did not last forever with any of them, and it was a great bonding time with each of them.

When they were transferred to the crib after being rocked to sleep they still weren't really alone because I made them "lovies" from cloth diapers with satin blanket edging around them. The lovies were always tucked between me and the baby while nursing/drinking bottle and rocking. So our scents combined on the lovie, that was then transferred to the crib with baby. (All 3 kids still have lovies around even though they don't need them anymore.)

The rocking gradually morphed into laying in the parent bed and reading before bedtime in their own rooms. This happened more consistently with the older two kids, but also occasionally with Ms. D. (Poor third child syndrome...we are not as diligent with the routines...especially when the child is 3 1/2 years younger than the next oldest.)

Today the bedtime routine is very different. M and K have no real routine other than a time they need to be off electronics and another time they need to be in bed to sleep. We have plenty of issues with this regarding times and not wanting to get off electronics.

D has really never been a problem getting to bed. She's always been willing to go when she is supposed to go. It is weird to have a kid so willing to go to bed.

D is almost 9 years old and our bedtime routine has morphed into this:

Me: D, it's bedtime.
Her: Okay Mom. {Comes over to get a hug and kiss. Then goes to brush teeth.}
Her: Tuck me in Mom?
Me: (Responses vary by the day) Can't tuck you in if you're not in bed!
Her: (Goes up to her bed)
.................Sometimes there is some time delay before I get there. Sometimes she messes around for a while in the bathroom. Sometimes I just can't and tell her to just go to bed. (The latter is the least frequent of the options.)
Me: (Goes upstairs to "tuck D in.")

Every night it's the same. She turns on her fan, her "D" light, her pillow pal or whatever it is. I head upstairs. Most nights she is in her bed, waiting for me to "tuck" her in. The routine calls for her folding her legs under her so I can't reach them. My role calls for trying to find her feet. Apparently it's hilarious every evening. I attempt to touch her feet, which are no where near the end of her bed. She laughs and laughs. I say I love you and that is the routine now.

Eventually, she will no longer ask me to tuck her in. I won't realize when it is the last time she asks me, just as I didn't realize with her sister and brother. So we change and grow and find new routines.
 
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