Sunday, December 30, 2007
wheeng, wheeng, wheeng
How P says swing.
We have a swing set! For free! Not what we were looking for - but you can't beat free. The littles adore the set and will work as an interim set.
It's one of those old school sets I had as a kid. If you swing high enough the legs pop up. Isaac's already done that.
Looks like this with added slide on the see-saw end.
Universe if you are still out there - how about a kick-ass wood play set. Something along this line.
xoxo
We have a swing set! For free! Not what we were looking for - but you can't beat free. The littles adore the set and will work as an interim set.
It's one of those old school sets I had as a kid. If you swing high enough the legs pop up. Isaac's already done that.
Looks like this with added slide on the see-saw end.
Universe if you are still out there - how about a kick-ass wood play set. Something along this line.
xoxo
Saturday, December 29, 2007
on the look out for a Play structure
Know of a good deal?
Saw this MASSIVE playset on Craigslist. How in the world would we transport?
We are looking at the Home Depot kits. But my faith that the mister will get it up (heh!) is not very strong. I can imagine a half play structure sitting in the backyard.
For the 2 people who sometimes read this blog if you have any leads please pass them on. An inexpensive play set that the littles will lurve is what we are looking for. And if it's already built? bonus.
From my mouth, er, fingers, to God's ears (eyes?).
Saw this MASSIVE playset on Craigslist. How in the world would we transport?
We are looking at the Home Depot kits. But my faith that the mister will get it up (heh!) is not very strong. I can imagine a half play structure sitting in the backyard.
For the 2 people who sometimes read this blog if you have any leads please pass them on. An inexpensive play set that the littles will lurve is what we are looking for. And if it's already built? bonus.
From my mouth, er, fingers, to God's ears (eyes?).
Our neighbor gave the girls a hair care set each - see thru zipper bag with a comb, mirror, ponytail holders and a brush.
Tallulah opened Penelope's and put all the ponies on her person: feet, wrists, hair. She was showing off and said she put a beeper in her pants. What's that?
"It's this flower button (a pony that had a flower bead at the end) see. When I push the button a flower comes out. :beep beep: Here Mommy. A flower for you. And don't worry about putting it in water. This flower is special and doesn't need water - it's magical.
Tallulah opened Penelope's and put all the ponies on her person: feet, wrists, hair. She was showing off and said she put a beeper in her pants. What's that?
"It's this flower button (a pony that had a flower bead at the end) see. When I push the button a flower comes out. :beep beep: Here Mommy. A flower for you. And don't worry about putting it in water. This flower is special and doesn't need water - it's magical.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
going to hell. . .
I love LOL cats. They make me laugh and laugh. They know have a LOL Cat Bible translation!! zomg!
The Birth of Christ
Matthew 1
I love LOL cats. They make me laugh and laugh. They know have a LOL Cat Bible translation!! zomg!
The Birth of Christ
Matthew 1
18 Now, teh burth of teh Christ was liek dis: After Marry and Joseph waz all "We's gonna get marrieded, kthnx", but before dey could had hankiez pankiez Mary was all pr3ggerz from Teh Forse.19 Joseph was liek "I has virjn - NOOOO dey be stealin my virjn! Must hied hur".20 But when he was tihnkin, zomg, a WallCat frm Ceiling Cat was liek, "Oh hai! I'm in ur dreemz, givin u messij. Don't be scairdy cat. Take Mary as ur wife - is virjn. But teh Forse is strong in tihs wun, lol! HoverCat is on hur, givn hur feetus, srsly.21 "And she gonna made a son, and you gonna call him Jeezus, cuz he save kittehs frum bein bad kittehs. Kthxbye."22 So all dis was all did cuz Ceiling Cat had sed it wud be. His proffet was all liek:23 "Hay guise, look! teh virjn iz all preggers, and dey gonna call him Immanuel", dat be joospeek for "Ceiling Cat wit us"24 Then Joseph waked up, done wat teh angel frm Ceiling Cat tolded him to, and was all liek "U wit me now lol" at Mary.25 And dey didnt has teh HARBL GOES WHERE!?!? til affer dey gets a son and calleded him Jeezus. Ktnx.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
sensory issues
I have seen this post by WuWei several times on MDC and I always think. "What wonderful advice!" And then I forget where she posted this. Here's a copy.
"choo-choo train" is when he lies on the bed and I "row" his feet like
a bicycle and we chuga-chuga-choo-choo (he does the train whistle
sound) and we repeat that over and over for about 5 minutes. The
engagement, physical motion and my participatory resistance/driving of
his legs back and forth provides a lot of sensory input in a
non-impact way.
Another is "pillow mash"-again he lies on the bed and I place a pillow
on top of his chest and firmly "aggitate" the pillow in a jiggling
motion and say "pillow mash, pillow mash", repeatedly. This provides
input to his chest.
And another one is "salt shaker", again he lies on the bed, and I hold
both legs up and "shake salt" out of him. He is sorta upside down
(legs up in the air, body on the bed), which gives input of vibrating
his head and back on the firm mattress.
Another is "burrito"-where he is wrapped tightly in a blanket and
rolled side to side repeatedly.
Another is "sack of potatoes" when he climbs in a pillow case and I
lift him up and down from the floor.
We also do "row-row-row-your boat" where we both lie on the trampoline
with full body contact and roll across the surface back and forth,
singing row-row-row-your boat. The total body compression is very
calming for him.
We have his bed mattress and box springs on the floor. So, he'll go up
to his room and bounce and jump for sensory input too.
Oh, also he loves to stand in place and jump up to reach my hands
above his head. This is helpful when waiting in line, where he is
restless, but needs contained activity. It creates jumping, reaching
and a goal/game aspect.
Another is where I hold my hands together palm to palm and move them
up and down and he tries to clap them with his hands. Again, this is
great for when out and about and he has too much energy for the space
limitations. A variant of this is where he tries to "give five" while
I pull my hands back quickly. These can be used to constructively
engage other people in the "game" also, which might free you up for
short periods.
He also loves to play in the sink with LOTS of soap, that seems to be
very soothing to him (but messy). Some kids really seek multiple baths
a day and having that planned before and/or mid-visit may allow a
connecting time with you; and a recentering activity, enough to make
it a longer night.
So, if we are going to have a lot of sensory stimuli like a cacophony
of sounds from a crowded party, we proactively do these games for 15
minutes several times throughout the day. It helps if we are very
careful to avoid dairy, HFCS and artificial colors which decrease his
ability to hear and consider other's needs. We try to plan activities
for earlier in the day, plan some outside play time, especially
swinging. Big tight, long hugs help in the midst of chaos to recenter.
We also freely use Rescue Remedy (and/or Cherry Plum) Bach flower
remedies before (and during) high stress situations.
I ran across this other comprehensive list of ideas for sensory
activities:http://www.coping.org/intervention/s...nsintegact.htm
It probably helps to practice some of these games so that they are
fun, known and can be anticipated. Perhaps, make a list, or place a
name of each game on a piece of paper and have her choose one from a
jar to play with you or others.
I have another list of activities that I'll send. Most of these can be done indoors, or improvised like with a pile of couch cushions, pillows; blankets over a table to make a tent to provide for crawling. All of these provide for deep pressure body contact and that could help. Also, "obstacle courses": climbing over the couch, run back and forth, bounce on the bed (our mattress is on the floor, etc.). Any chance you have space for a JumpOLene?
__________________
Here are some more:
Sensory Activities
Here is a another list of various sensory activities that child(ren)
may enjoy and benefit from. I am copying this from
ShineWithUnschooling. I find that proactively offering and engaging
our son with some of these sensory inputs really helps when we
have/had a busy day. If we have too much unfamiliar stimuli, he needs
a break to recenter with some of these soothing activities. Or
else......meltdown!
==========
CALMING ACTIVITIES:
Experiences that may help to relax the nervous system
* Stretches
* Deep pressure massage
* Slow rocking or swinging
* Fidget toys
* Progressive muscle relaxation
* Quite music with a steady beat
* Bear hugs
* Reduced noise and light levels
* Lavender, vanilla or other soothing smells
* Snuggling in a sleeping bag, large pillows or bean bag chair
>>>
ORGANIZING ACTIVITIES:
Experiences that can help an individual become focused and attentive
*Sucking or chewing on hard candy or gum
* Adding rhythm to the activity
* Vibration-toy massager, vibrating pillow, wiggle pen
* 'Heavy work' tasks to include hanging, pushing, pulling or carrying
heavy objects
Similarly:
To organize
*Swinging on a swing or climbing
* Rhythmical sustained movement: marching, washing a table, or bouncing
* Rocking in a rocking chair
* "Squeezie" toys (koosh balls, balloons or rubber gloves filled with
flour or cream, soft balls, gak, silly putty)
* Hanging by the arms on the monkey bars (20-30 seconds)
* Pushing/carrying heavy objects
* Carrying back packs weighted with books or bags of dried beans (this
should only be worn for 15-20 minutes with an hour or two between)
*A reading corner with a bean bag chair makes a wonderful place for
escape when there is too much stimulation. Some children may like the
bean bag on top of them.
* Play dough
* Tactile Bins (cornmeal, oatmeal, water, sand, rice, beans)
** A bin full of bird seed (brought outside) is merrily cleaned up by
the birdies -- no mess! :')
* Kitchen time (mixing, tasting, smelling, washing up)
* Finger painting
Some children also need extra sensory input in their mouths and hands
in order to organize their behavior:
* Drinking from a water bottle
* Chewing (you can use a straw, rubber tubing or coffee stir stick)
>>>
* Being brushed with a corn de-silking brush (in one direction
approximately 10 times with pressure brush their arms, back (but not
over the spine), legs (on the top, outer parts and underneath, avoid
the inner thigh area), top of the feet and the hands)
* Sucking on hard candy, frozen fruit bar, or spoonful of peanut
butter or marshmallow fluff
* Licorice tug-of-war, blow pin wheels or various types of blow toys,
bubbles and whistles
* Pushing against walls with the hands, shoulders, back, buttocks and head
* Cuddling or back rubbing
* Taking a bath
* Being rolled tightly like a hot dog in a blanket
* Being squished under a therapy ball, mat or couch cushion
* Tug-of-war
* Wheelbarrow walking, jumping games like hop scotch
* Crashing games-run and dive into boxes, bean bags and couch cushions
* Pulling a wagon, carrying a heavy book bag, digging in the yard or
carrying groceries
* Sports such as wrestling and football
* Deep pressure (giving a massage) and joint compressions (holding
above one joint and under one joint then doing a quick 10 repetitions
of compressions, pushing and pulling)
* A mini trampoline
* A sockem bopper or whatever they call those weighted kid-sized
things that spring back up after you knock them down
Oh, and going outside to blow bubbles is my cure-all. I always have
bubbles in the car for "emergencies" too.
"choo-choo train" is when he lies on the bed and I "row" his feet like
a bicycle and we chuga-chuga-choo-choo (he does the train whistle
sound) and we repeat that over and over for about 5 minutes. The
engagement, physical motion and my participatory resistance/driving of
his legs back and forth provides a lot of sensory input in a
non-impact way.
Another is "pillow mash"-again he lies on the bed and I place a pillow
on top of his chest and firmly "aggitate" the pillow in a jiggling
motion and say "pillow mash, pillow mash", repeatedly. This provides
input to his chest.
And another one is "salt shaker", again he lies on the bed, and I hold
both legs up and "shake salt" out of him. He is sorta upside down
(legs up in the air, body on the bed), which gives input of vibrating
his head and back on the firm mattress.
Another is "burrito"-where he is wrapped tightly in a blanket and
rolled side to side repeatedly.
Another is "sack of potatoes" when he climbs in a pillow case and I
lift him up and down from the floor.
We also do "row-row-row-your boat" where we both lie on the trampoline
with full body contact and roll across the surface back and forth,
singing row-row-row-your boat. The total body compression is very
calming for him.
We have his bed mattress and box springs on the floor. So, he'll go up
to his room and bounce and jump for sensory input too.
Oh, also he loves to stand in place and jump up to reach my hands
above his head. This is helpful when waiting in line, where he is
restless, but needs contained activity. It creates jumping, reaching
and a goal/game aspect.
Another is where I hold my hands together palm to palm and move them
up and down and he tries to clap them with his hands. Again, this is
great for when out and about and he has too much energy for the space
limitations. A variant of this is where he tries to "give five" while
I pull my hands back quickly. These can be used to constructively
engage other people in the "game" also, which might free you up for
short periods.
He also loves to play in the sink with LOTS of soap, that seems to be
very soothing to him (but messy). Some kids really seek multiple baths
a day and having that planned before and/or mid-visit may allow a
connecting time with you; and a recentering activity, enough to make
it a longer night.
So, if we are going to have a lot of sensory stimuli like a cacophony
of sounds from a crowded party, we proactively do these games for 15
minutes several times throughout the day. It helps if we are very
careful to avoid dairy, HFCS and artificial colors which decrease his
ability to hear and consider other's needs. We try to plan activities
for earlier in the day, plan some outside play time, especially
swinging. Big tight, long hugs help in the midst of chaos to recenter.
We also freely use Rescue Remedy (and/or Cherry Plum) Bach flower
remedies before (and during) high stress situations.
I ran across this other comprehensive list of ideas for sensory
activities:http://www.coping.org/intervention/s...nsintegact.htm
It probably helps to practice some of these games so that they are
fun, known and can be anticipated. Perhaps, make a list, or place a
name of each game on a piece of paper and have her choose one from a
jar to play with you or others.
I have another list of activities that I'll send. Most of these can be done indoors, or improvised like with a pile of couch cushions, pillows; blankets over a table to make a tent to provide for crawling. All of these provide for deep pressure body contact and that could help. Also, "obstacle courses": climbing over the couch, run back and forth, bounce on the bed (our mattress is on the floor, etc.). Any chance you have space for a JumpOLene?
__________________
Here are some more:
Sensory Activities
Here is a another list of various sensory activities that child(ren)
may enjoy and benefit from. I am copying this from
ShineWithUnschooling. I find that proactively offering and engaging
our son with some of these sensory inputs really helps when we
have/had a busy day. If we have too much unfamiliar stimuli, he needs
a break to recenter with some of these soothing activities. Or
else......meltdown!
==========
CALMING ACTIVITIES:
Experiences that may help to relax the nervous system
* Stretches
* Deep pressure massage
* Slow rocking or swinging
* Fidget toys
* Progressive muscle relaxation
* Quite music with a steady beat
* Bear hugs
* Reduced noise and light levels
* Lavender, vanilla or other soothing smells
* Snuggling in a sleeping bag, large pillows or bean bag chair
>>>
ORGANIZING ACTIVITIES:
Experiences that can help an individual become focused and attentive
*Sucking or chewing on hard candy or gum
* Adding rhythm to the activity
* Vibration-toy massager, vibrating pillow, wiggle pen
* 'Heavy work' tasks to include hanging, pushing, pulling or carrying
heavy objects
Similarly:
To organize
*Swinging on a swing or climbing
* Rhythmical sustained movement: marching, washing a table, or bouncing
* Rocking in a rocking chair
* "Squeezie" toys (koosh balls, balloons or rubber gloves filled with
flour or cream, soft balls, gak, silly putty)
* Hanging by the arms on the monkey bars (20-30 seconds)
* Pushing/carrying heavy objects
* Carrying back packs weighted with books or bags of dried beans (this
should only be worn for 15-20 minutes with an hour or two between)
*A reading corner with a bean bag chair makes a wonderful place for
escape when there is too much stimulation. Some children may like the
bean bag on top of them.
* Play dough
* Tactile Bins (cornmeal, oatmeal, water, sand, rice, beans)
** A bin full of bird seed (brought outside) is merrily cleaned up by
the birdies -- no mess! :')
* Kitchen time (mixing, tasting, smelling, washing up)
* Finger painting
Some children also need extra sensory input in their mouths and hands
in order to organize their behavior:
* Drinking from a water bottle
* Chewing (you can use a straw, rubber tubing or coffee stir stick)
>>>
* Being brushed with a corn de-silking brush (in one direction
approximately 10 times with pressure brush their arms, back (but not
over the spine), legs (on the top, outer parts and underneath, avoid
the inner thigh area), top of the feet and the hands)
* Sucking on hard candy, frozen fruit bar, or spoonful of peanut
butter or marshmallow fluff
* Licorice tug-of-war, blow pin wheels or various types of blow toys,
bubbles and whistles
* Pushing against walls with the hands, shoulders, back, buttocks and head
* Cuddling or back rubbing
* Taking a bath
* Being rolled tightly like a hot dog in a blanket
* Being squished under a therapy ball, mat or couch cushion
* Tug-of-war
* Wheelbarrow walking, jumping games like hop scotch
* Crashing games-run and dive into boxes, bean bags and couch cushions
* Pulling a wagon, carrying a heavy book bag, digging in the yard or
carrying groceries
* Sports such as wrestling and football
* Deep pressure (giving a massage) and joint compressions (holding
above one joint and under one joint then doing a quick 10 repetitions
of compressions, pushing and pulling)
* A mini trampoline
* A sockem bopper or whatever they call those weighted kid-sized
things that spring back up after you knock them down
Oh, and going outside to blow bubbles is my cure-all. I always have
bubbles in the car for "emergencies" too.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
pants on fire
Add Isaac to the list of lying kleptos.
Tonight was store night at AWANAS where the kids spend their shares that they earned throughout the year. My darling boychik tried to spend a stack of shares that weren't his. The other kid's mom put the kid's name on the shares which was the only reason Isaac was caught out.
Anyway, Isaac's teacher asked Isaac if he thought that was stealing. "No." He didn't spend the other boy's shares. Teacher told me this when I picked up Isaac.
I told Isaac when we got home that his teacher told me what had happened and if there was anything he wanted to tell me.
"No"
"I don't think it was very nice what you did."
"But I was just holding them for him."
"Your teacher said you were trying to spend them. That doesn't sound like you were just holding them."
". . ."
"Isaac how would you feel if someone took your shares?"
". . ."
"Don't you think you would be sad if you lost your shares that you worked so hard for and someone was spending them for himself?"
"No."
abort abort!
The teacher said that this is the age where this sort of thing happens and they are trying to test boundaries.
On the one hand I can kinda see where Isaac was coming from - "Woo-wee lookee! I found some shares!" I remember going to a waterpark when I was a young teen with 2 neighbor friends and I found a $100 bill on the walkway toward the entrance. Hot dog I was in heaven! And the thought NEVER crossed my mind to ask if anyone lost some money. And yeah we spent the money.
And you could see that wall come up when I started talking. He knew he made a poor choice but it looked like he was trying to protect himself. He has a performance = love mentality going. I hate that.
I really wanted to say, "Okay, well, I'll take the rest of your shares and give them away since you don't care about them. neener neener" Instead I told him I loved him.
If he is true to form then he will bring this up again in acouple of days, we'll talk about it and hopefully a lesson will be learned. :cross fingers: that it's not, "Don't be so stupid to claim someone elses stuff as my own when THEIR NAME is written on there! Be more devious!!"
Tonight was store night at AWANAS where the kids spend their shares that they earned throughout the year. My darling boychik tried to spend a stack of shares that weren't his. The other kid's mom put the kid's name on the shares which was the only reason Isaac was caught out.
Anyway, Isaac's teacher asked Isaac if he thought that was stealing. "No." He didn't spend the other boy's shares. Teacher told me this when I picked up Isaac.
I told Isaac when we got home that his teacher told me what had happened and if there was anything he wanted to tell me.
"No"
"I don't think it was very nice what you did."
"But I was just holding them for him."
"Your teacher said you were trying to spend them. That doesn't sound like you were just holding them."
". . ."
"Isaac how would you feel if someone took your shares?"
". . ."
"Don't you think you would be sad if you lost your shares that you worked so hard for and someone was spending them for himself?"
"No."
abort abort!
The teacher said that this is the age where this sort of thing happens and they are trying to test boundaries.
On the one hand I can kinda see where Isaac was coming from - "Woo-wee lookee! I found some shares!" I remember going to a waterpark when I was a young teen with 2 neighbor friends and I found a $100 bill on the walkway toward the entrance. Hot dog I was in heaven! And the thought NEVER crossed my mind to ask if anyone lost some money. And yeah we spent the money.
And you could see that wall come up when I started talking. He knew he made a poor choice but it looked like he was trying to protect himself. He has a performance = love mentality going. I hate that.
I really wanted to say, "Okay, well, I'll take the rest of your shares and give them away since you don't care about them. neener neener" Instead I told him I loved him.
If he is true to form then he will bring this up again in acouple of days, we'll talk about it and hopefully a lesson will be learned. :cross fingers: that it's not, "Don't be so stupid to claim someone elses stuff as my own when THEIR NAME is written on there! Be more devious!!"
Sunday, December 16, 2007
this is so funny. penelope is 18 months and prefers to be naked. which is okay around the house and she tells us when she needs to go potty. all is good.
yesterday the mister and i were laying in bed. he was laying face down on his pillow and penelope was walking back and forth between my head and the mister's head while holding onto the headboard.
She stood on top of the mister's head (who is laing face down) lifted up one leg, said "pee" and started peeing.
i would have peed myself laughing if i wasn't so consistant with my kegals.
"pee. daddy." laugh laugh.
it was no accident. and i am still lauging.
yesterday the mister and i were laying in bed. he was laying face down on his pillow and penelope was walking back and forth between my head and the mister's head while holding onto the headboard.
She stood on top of the mister's head (who is laing face down) lifted up one leg, said "pee" and started peeing.
i would have peed myself laughing if i wasn't so consistant with my kegals.
"pee. daddy." laugh laugh.
it was no accident. and i am still lauging.
who is your god?
the kids made gingerbread houses with grandma yesterday. the mister told tallulah today to eat 'one last bite' for today.
"No. God says I can do whatever I want."
"I don't know what god you are listening to but that's wrong."
"yuh-huh! My god is the ca-raaaazy god. And Isaac's is the crazy god, too. Mommy has the f-word god."
oy. she said f-word. any naughty word to tallulah is an f-word. i am doing really really really good with not cussing. but the young ones memories are long.
"No. God says I can do whatever I want."
"I don't know what god you are listening to but that's wrong."
"yuh-huh! My god is the ca-raaaazy god. And Isaac's is the crazy god, too. Mommy has the f-word god."
oy. she said f-word. any naughty word to tallulah is an f-word. i am doing really really really good with not cussing. but the young ones memories are long.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
On the way home from Awanas last night Tallou was making this annoying weird humming noise and Isaac asked her to stop because it was scaring him.
"hum hum hum hum hum"
"Tallulah, will you please stop - it's scaring Isaac."
"hum hum hum, Did you ask nicely? hum hum hum"
"Tallulah, please stop making that noise. Please"
"No! MAAAAY you thanksgiving PLEASE *hum hum* stop making that noise Tallulah."
"May you please thanksgiving-"
"It's thanksgiving please" <-----from the mister
She was distracted and stopped before I had a chance to ask her nicely.
"hum hum hum hum hum"
"Tallulah, will you please stop - it's scaring Isaac."
"hum hum hum, Did you ask nicely? hum hum hum"
"Tallulah, please stop making that noise. Please"
"No! MAAAAY you thanksgiving PLEASE *hum hum* stop making that noise Tallulah."
"May you please thanksgiving-"
"It's thanksgiving please" <-----from the mister
She was distracted and stopped before I had a chance to ask her nicely.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Hey Mom
said the boy as we were coming out of the hardware store, "let's go to the hot chicken place and when the man says, 'How are you doing?', you can say, 'I'm doing mean.' Isn't that funny?"
No.
No.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
no rubber neckers :)
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omg, this is so looong! No need to read just needed to get it out.
I need to have a good cry but I keep stopping myself. The last time I was stuck like this I went to see our counselor and cried while he held my hand for the majority of the time. I thinking about the $$ I spent, time driving there and back just so I could be in a safe place to have my feelings.
Isaac's been having a lot of anger problems, internalizing things and that started 2 years ago when I was pregnant with Penelope. The mister and I went through a really rough patch and with the help of our midwife and the awesome counselor previously mentioned we have worked/working through our stuff.
We're doing all sorts of things to help Isaac through his pain and recently came across massage. It's worked wonders for DS. Since the massage started he did a total 180 and is the sweet loving boy he was before.
Until today. After our co-op class we went to Moody Gardens with a neighbor friend of DS/fellow co-oper. My 3 + 8 y/o boy + me for 5 hours. I know DS had a long day, was excited, tired towards the end and so hungry (he didn't want the lunch I had packed) and that explains the behaviour. Well, some of it.
Towards the end he was acting like a total shit - hitting me, calling me a stupid jackass, jumping in front of his friend's camera when he was trying to take pictures. I smarted up enough to just say 'let's go'.
Now, I feel like total shit. It was such an exhausting day.
Yesterday during DS' massage he started squirming around on the table and starts to wiggle off the head area and sliding to the chair that was right in front of the head area. I said his name as a "Get back on the table" but the massage guy said that DS is doing exactly what he needed to do.
As I was watching DS it reminded me of a child coming down the birth canal. And it struck me. That was the path DS took. He was anterior at the beginning of labor, went posterior and faced my left side, and then went back anterior 45 minutes before he was born. Here DS was doing the same exact thing he did while being born while he was getting a massage. It was freaky to witness.
Later last night I was on the phone with a momma friend and she said that watching that it probably brought up some stuff for me too (baaaaaaad birth).
It totally did and now I'm crying. The medwife was all 'push how you want, we'll catch where ever' and when I made those first grunting noises she told me to get on the table, put my legs in the stirrups and she and the nurse was yelling at me to push.
14 minutes later DS was born. no heart decel, no prolonged water breakage, nothing to make them so anxious for the baby to come RIGHT NOW. My first child and I pushed him out in 14 minutes.
I thought something was wrong because 2 days before she was so 'let your body take the lead' and now it's PUSH PUSH PUSH. I honestly thought the baby died and remember thinking how fucked up that was to be pushing out a dead baby.
God, I was shocked to see that the baby was alive when they put him on my stomach. I have never loved anything more in my life and this perfect being was staring in my eyes and pooping on my stomach. That proved he was brilliant because if he did that in utero then they would have wanted to take him away for observation.
They took him away anyway for CYA - 5 days of pure hell.
I love him so much and it hurts so bad to see him hurting and acting out like this. I know the massage yesterday brought up some things for him ( birth memory stuff) and it brought up things for me. gah.
While at Moody I was going through my bag of parenting tricks from childhood: hit him? nope, shame him? nope, shun him? nope, leave him? nope. I was left with nothing. We left at that point.
I told him in the car where the others couldn't hear, "You really hurt my feelings when you said those mean and hateful things to me and when you were hitting me. But I still love you so much. I know you are tired and hungry and have some yucky feelings that need to come out but Mommy doesn't like it when you are mean to her."
He didn't say much to me but he ate some rice cakes that he had in the car. He started coming out of his funk. By the time we were home he was sweet and loving again. I told him that my feelings were still hurt but I didn't love him any less.
While at Moody there was 2 young couples talking about those loud brats. haha, just you wait you childless couples. I was singing your tune as little as 4 years ago. For the record, crow tastes like shit.
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omg, this is so looong! No need to read just needed to get it out.
I need to have a good cry but I keep stopping myself. The last time I was stuck like this I went to see our counselor and cried while he held my hand for the majority of the time. I thinking about the $$ I spent, time driving there and back just so I could be in a safe place to have my feelings.
Isaac's been having a lot of anger problems, internalizing things and that started 2 years ago when I was pregnant with Penelope. The mister and I went through a really rough patch and with the help of our midwife and the awesome counselor previously mentioned we have worked/working through our stuff.
We're doing all sorts of things to help Isaac through his pain and recently came across massage. It's worked wonders for DS. Since the massage started he did a total 180 and is the sweet loving boy he was before.
Until today. After our co-op class we went to Moody Gardens with a neighbor friend of DS/fellow co-oper. My 3 + 8 y/o boy + me for 5 hours. I know DS had a long day, was excited, tired towards the end and so hungry (he didn't want the lunch I had packed) and that explains the behaviour. Well, some of it.
Towards the end he was acting like a total shit - hitting me, calling me a stupid jackass, jumping in front of his friend's camera when he was trying to take pictures. I smarted up enough to just say 'let's go'.
Now, I feel like total shit. It was such an exhausting day.
Yesterday during DS' massage he started squirming around on the table and starts to wiggle off the head area and sliding to the chair that was right in front of the head area. I said his name as a "Get back on the table" but the massage guy said that DS is doing exactly what he needed to do.
As I was watching DS it reminded me of a child coming down the birth canal. And it struck me. That was the path DS took. He was anterior at the beginning of labor, went posterior and faced my left side, and then went back anterior 45 minutes before he was born. Here DS was doing the same exact thing he did while being born while he was getting a massage. It was freaky to witness.
Later last night I was on the phone with a momma friend and she said that watching that it probably brought up some stuff for me too (baaaaaaad birth).
It totally did and now I'm crying. The medwife was all 'push how you want, we'll catch where ever' and when I made those first grunting noises she told me to get on the table, put my legs in the stirrups and she and the nurse was yelling at me to push.
14 minutes later DS was born. no heart decel, no prolonged water breakage, nothing to make them so anxious for the baby to come RIGHT NOW. My first child and I pushed him out in 14 minutes.
I thought something was wrong because 2 days before she was so 'let your body take the lead' and now it's PUSH PUSH PUSH. I honestly thought the baby died and remember thinking how fucked up that was to be pushing out a dead baby.
God, I was shocked to see that the baby was alive when they put him on my stomach. I have never loved anything more in my life and this perfect being was staring in my eyes and pooping on my stomach. That proved he was brilliant because if he did that in utero then they would have wanted to take him away for observation.
They took him away anyway for CYA - 5 days of pure hell.
I love him so much and it hurts so bad to see him hurting and acting out like this. I know the massage yesterday brought up some things for him ( birth memory stuff) and it brought up things for me. gah.
While at Moody I was going through my bag of parenting tricks from childhood: hit him? nope, shame him? nope, shun him? nope, leave him? nope. I was left with nothing. We left at that point.
I told him in the car where the others couldn't hear, "You really hurt my feelings when you said those mean and hateful things to me and when you were hitting me. But I still love you so much. I know you are tired and hungry and have some yucky feelings that need to come out but Mommy doesn't like it when you are mean to her."
He didn't say much to me but he ate some rice cakes that he had in the car. He started coming out of his funk. By the time we were home he was sweet and loving again. I told him that my feelings were still hurt but I didn't love him any less.
While at Moody there was 2 young couples talking about those loud brats. haha, just you wait you childless couples. I was singing your tune as little as 4 years ago. For the record, crow tastes like shit.
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Saturday, November 24, 2007
Jean shopping
Isaac, Penellie and I went shopping for jeans. I'm trying on several pairs of jeans and Isaac is going, 'nope', 'nuh-uh', 'looks bad'.
The last pair I tried on he said, "Mom, you look like an over-weight boy."
Really, where does this child come up with this. And he was right.
I put my pants back on and his face lit up, "Mommy, those pants look so good on you!" stinker.
Jean shopping =
moar funny pictures
The last pair I tried on he said, "Mom, you look like an over-weight boy."
Really, where does this child come up with this. And he was right.
I put my pants back on and his face lit up, "Mommy, those pants look so good on you!" stinker.
Jean shopping =
moar funny pictures
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
The Mothership Has Landed
I love Led Zeppelin. That is the end all be all of music. John Bonham was my first musical crush with his crazy-assed drumming. Aggressive, powerful and crazy. Love the chink, chink, clinks, crash, smash and then the boom bangs. Yeah, as you can tell I have wicked mad music skills.
I've been playing their new release almost non-stop since buying the beautiful disk set. I am still holding out hope that I will get to see them play in December. I don't have tickets, lodging, airfare or a passport. I knew I should have become BFF with Pat Smear 12 years ago when I saw the Foo Fighters in that dingy nasty club. He could have gotten me passes. le sigh.
Jason is taking over his dad's spot behind the kit (cause dead men don't drum) and that is just awesome to me. How many people can say that their child respected and loved you so much that they followed in your footsteps? How many children actually know what their parents do? I want to live such a passionate life that my young ones will be drawn to what I do. Wow, Mom, is so excited and in love with what she does. I want to have that intensity in my life.
20 years from now my sweet little sugar dumps will be crossing their fingers and lighting candles in hopes that they will see the greatest rock band of all. And according to them that band would be Tenacious D.
Moby Dick
I've been playing their new release almost non-stop since buying the beautiful disk set. I am still holding out hope that I will get to see them play in December. I don't have tickets, lodging, airfare or a passport. I knew I should have become BFF with Pat Smear 12 years ago when I saw the Foo Fighters in that dingy nasty club. He could have gotten me passes. le sigh.
Jason is taking over his dad's spot behind the kit (cause dead men don't drum) and that is just awesome to me. How many people can say that their child respected and loved you so much that they followed in your footsteps? How many children actually know what their parents do? I want to live such a passionate life that my young ones will be drawn to what I do. Wow, Mom, is so excited and in love with what she does. I want to have that intensity in my life.
20 years from now my sweet little sugar dumps will be crossing their fingers and lighting candles in hopes that they will see the greatest rock band of all. And according to them that band would be Tenacious D.
Moby Dick
Sunday, November 11, 2007
The Best Song in the World. . . Tribute
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcJwz7wu8_s
The kids totally are in love with this song. Isaac has 2 favorite parts "whip-crack went his whippit tail" (2:27) and they both share a special fondness for 2:35 on. And by special fondness I mean repeat the bit over and over and over. And when they aren't playing it on the computer they are singing it while playing. And if you are lucky then Isaac will rip off his shirt a la Jack Black.
:snort: be you angels?
Nay, we are but men.
ROCK
Ahhhh, ahhhhh, ahhh-ah-ah-ah-ah ohhh, whoa whoa, ohhh, whoa, whoa
The kids totally are in love with this song. Isaac has 2 favorite parts "whip-crack went his whippit tail" (2:27) and they both share a special fondness for 2:35 on. And by special fondness I mean repeat the bit over and over and over. And when they aren't playing it on the computer they are singing it while playing. And if you are lucky then Isaac will rip off his shirt a la Jack Black.
:snort: be you angels?
Nay, we are but men.
ROCK
Ahhhh, ahhhhh, ahhh-ah-ah-ah-ah ohhh, whoa whoa, ohhh, whoa, whoa
Friday, November 9, 2007
The Bitter Homeschooler's Wish List
making the internet round
The Bitter Homeschooler's Wish List
From Secular Homeschooling Magazine, Issue #1
1 Please stop asking us if it's legal. If it is — and it is — it's insulting to imply that we're criminals. And if we were criminals, would we admit it?
2 Learn what the words "socialize" and "socialization" mean, and use the one you really mean instead of mixing them up the way you do now. Socializing means hanging out with other people for fun. Socialization means having acquired the skills necessary to do so successfully and pleasantly. If you're talking to me and my kids, that means that we do in fact go outside now and then to visit the other human beings on the planet, and you can safely assume that we've got a decent grasp of both concepts.
3 Quit interrupting my kid at her dance lesson, scout meeting, choir practice, baseball game, art class, field trip, park day, music class, 4H club, or soccer lesson to ask her if as a homeschooler she ever gets to socialize.
4 Don't assume that every homeschooler you meet is homeschooling for the same reasons and in the same way as that one homeschooler you know.
5 If that homeschooler you know is actually someone you saw on TV, either on the news or on a "reality" show, the above goes double.
6 Please stop telling us horror stories about the homeschoolers you know, know of, or think you might know who ruined their lives by homeschooling. You're probably the same little bluebird of happiness whose hobby is running up to pregnant women and inducing premature labor by telling them every ghastly birth story you've ever heard. We all hate you, so please go away.
7 We don't look horrified and start quizzing your kids when we hear they're in public school. Please stop drilling our children like potential oil fields to see if we're doing what you consider an adequate job of homeschooling.
8 Stop assuming all homeschoolers are religious.
9 Stop assuming that if we're religious, we must be homeschooling for religious reasons.
10 We didn't go through all the reading, learning, thinking, weighing of options, experimenting, and worrying that goes into homeschooling just to annoy you. Really. This was a deeply personal decision, tailored to the specifics of our family. Stop taking the bare fact of our being homeschoolers as either an affront or a judgment about your own educational decisions.
11 Please stop questioning my competency and demanding to see my credentials. I didn't have to complete a course in catering to successfully cook dinner for my family; I don't need a degree in teaching to educate my children. If spending at least twelve years in the kind of chew-it-up-and-spit-it-out educational facility we call public school left me with so little information in my memory banks that I can't teach the basics of an elementary education to my nearest and dearest, maybe there's a reason I'm so reluctant to send my child to school.
12 If my kid's only six and you ask me with a straight face how I can possibly teach him what he'd learn in school, please understand that you're calling me an idiot. Don't act shocked if I decide to respond in kind.
13 Stop assuming that because the word "home" is right there in "homeschool," we never leave the house. We're the ones who go to the amusement parks, museums, and zoos in the middle of the week and in the off-season and laugh at you because you have to go on weekends and holidays when it's crowded and icky.
14 Stop assuming that because the word "school" is right there in homeschool, we must sit around at a desk for six or eight hours every day, just like your kid does. Even if we're into the "school" side of education — and many of us prefer a more organic approach — we can burn through a lot of material a lot more efficiently, because we don't have to gear our lessons to the lowest common denominator.
15 Stop asking, "But what about the Prom?" Even if the idea that my kid might not be able to indulge in a night of over-hyped, over-priced revelry was enough to break my heart, plenty of kids who do go to school don't get to go to the Prom. For all you know, I'm one of them. I might still be bitter about it. So go be shallow somewhere else.
16 Don't ask my kid if she wouldn't rather go to school unless you don't mind if I ask your kid if he wouldn't rather stay home and get some sleep now and then.
17 Stop saying, "Oh, I could never homeschool!" Even if you think it's some kind of compliment, it sounds more like you're horrified. One of these days, I won't bother disagreeing with you any more.
18 If you can remember anything from chemistry or calculus class, you're allowed to ask how we'll teach these subjects to our kids. If you can't, thank you for the reassurance that we couldn't possibly do a worse job than your teachers did, and might even do a better one.
19 Stop asking about how hard it must be to be my child's teacher as well as her parent. I don't see much difference between bossing my kid around academically and bossing him around the way I do about everything else.
20 Stop saying that my kid is shy, outgoing, aggressive, anxious, quiet, boisterous, argumentative, pouty, fidgety, chatty, whiny, or loud because he's homeschooled. It's not fair that all the kids who go to school can be as annoying as they want to without being branded as representative of anything but childhood.
21 Quit assuming that my kid must be some kind of prodigy because she's homeschooled.
22 Quit assuming that I must be some kind of prodigy because I homeschool my kids.
23 Quit assuming that I must be some kind of saint because I homeschool my kids.
24 Stop talking about all the great childhood memories my kids won't get because they don't go to school, unless you want me to start asking about all the not-so-great childhood memories you have because you went to school.
25 Here's a thought: If you can't say something nice about homeschooling, shut up!
Saturday, November 3, 2007
The Great Sippy Cup Mystery
Where are all the bleepin' sippy cups? We buy them and then they go and disappear on us. Those darn things need a lo-jack or chip implantation.
All the scary leeching plastic stories has left me seriously considering buying Kleen Kanteen. But almost $20 a bottle? And our cups go AWOL all the time? I'm not sure we are ready for KK responsibility.
All the scary leeching plastic stories has left me seriously considering buying Kleen Kanteen. But almost $20 a bottle? And our cups go AWOL all the time? I'm not sure we are ready for KK responsibility.
fae's last nurse
This evening.
"What is it Pennette? You want Sister to nurse? Okay!"
"Wait, huh, who is nursing? Penelope?"
"No, me. You said."
"When did I say that?"
"You said I could nurse whenever I wanted to. This one last nurse."
"Alright, but you have to unlatch when Isaac is done with is song."
Isaac plays Guitar Hero, Tallulah nurses, Mom keeps Penelope away from Tallulah, Penelope tries to wrangle close to Tallou to pull her hair.
"What is it Pennette? You want Sister to nurse? Okay!"
"Wait, huh, who is nursing? Penelope?"
"No, me. You said."
"When did I say that?"
"You said I could nurse whenever I wanted to. This one last nurse."
"Alright, but you have to unlatch when Isaac is done with is song."
Isaac plays Guitar Hero, Tallulah nurses, Mom keeps Penelope away from Tallulah, Penelope tries to wrangle close to Tallou to pull her hair.
blah blah blah
I went to an oil blending class this afternoon and it was really fun. I got a lot of good and new to me information. We made 2 personal blends - a 'rescue remedy' (lavender and geranium) and a thyroid/adrenal blend (cedar wood & geranium).
I should have made a 'get off your arse' and 'anti-bitch' blend.
Tallulah is such a lively person. She is absolutely loving, caring, sweet, tenacious, giggly. LOUDand forgiving. And she frustrates the heck out of me. She is always on and that really tires me out. I'm a much more quieter person. Unless I am angry and then I am not quiet.
Tallulah told me this past week- "Mommy, when you get angry and yell like a monster and it makes us so very sad, then my heart yells to you, too." "What does your heart yell at me?" "It yells, 'I still love you Mommy even though you are a mean monster.'"
And a few weeks ago - "Mommy, you know when you get angry at us and sometimes you yell? Well, that's not really the right thing to do, because we are just kids. And we don't know any better. We are just learning. You have green eyes; can I poke them?"
She just turned 4! How is it she is so much more emotionally mature than I am? She just gets interpersonal dynamics* intuitively. While I am still trudging away having 2 year old tantrums.
But that bit about them being kids, not knowing any better and learning? That was freaky. I got a massage in July and the massage guy was awesome. He knew things about me that no one knew and he knew it from just the massage. He said that the body never forgets and one just needs to know how to speak the language.
Anyway, he said the same exact thing that Tallulah did. Exactly. Well, not the part about the eyes. Total de ja vu I got when Tallou said that to me.
Isaac walked in, "Mom, I just did the funniest thing in the world. I farted in Dad's face."
*not really the word I want but it'll have to do.
I should have made a 'get off your arse' and 'anti-bitch' blend.
Tallulah is such a lively person. She is absolutely loving, caring, sweet, tenacious, giggly. LOUDand forgiving. And she frustrates the heck out of me. She is always on and that really tires me out. I'm a much more quieter person. Unless I am angry and then I am not quiet.
Tallulah told me this past week- "Mommy, when you get angry and yell like a monster and it makes us so very sad, then my heart yells to you, too." "What does your heart yell at me?" "It yells, 'I still love you Mommy even though you are a mean monster.'"
And a few weeks ago - "Mommy, you know when you get angry at us and sometimes you yell? Well, that's not really the right thing to do, because we are just kids. And we don't know any better. We are just learning. You have green eyes; can I poke them?"
She just turned 4! How is it she is so much more emotionally mature than I am? She just gets interpersonal dynamics* intuitively. While I am still trudging away having 2 year old tantrums.
But that bit about them being kids, not knowing any better and learning? That was freaky. I got a massage in July and the massage guy was awesome. He knew things about me that no one knew and he knew it from just the massage. He said that the body never forgets and one just needs to know how to speak the language.
Anyway, he said the same exact thing that Tallulah did. Exactly. Well, not the part about the eyes. Total de ja vu I got when Tallou said that to me.
Isaac walked in, "Mom, I just did the funniest thing in the world. I farted in Dad's face."
*not really the word I want but it'll have to do.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Busted
The mister, kidlets, mother-in-law and I went to the Renaissance Festival this past Tuesday. On the way up there, my mother-in-law was telling Tallulah about the night Tallulah was born.
mother-in-law = mil
father-in-law = fil
mil: We (mil & fil) were eating at Red Lobster and we got a call from your Daddy saying that the baby was on almost here. And on our way home we saw a lady pushing your brother in the stroller and Isaac was asleep.
me: (confused) what lady was pushing Isaac?
mil: Pat was.
me: (still confused) oh, but when did Jeff call? and when did you see Isaac and Pat?
mil: He called while we were at the restaurant and when we drove home we saw Pat and Isaac.
me: (still confused because Jeff did not call his mom and when Pat & Isaac were walking it was after 11 PM at night). But Jeff didn't call because you called our house and heard me in labor. And it was late when Pat got to our home.
mil: (she said something)
me: so you were stalking again?
mil: no, no, a prayer drive-by.
me: ok, so stalking?
I got this look from Jeff - he was amused but asked me to drop it.
In December of last year she was doing another 'prayer drive-by' and was pulled over for speeding. No ticket though.
mother-in-law = mil
father-in-law = fil
mil: We (mil & fil) were eating at Red Lobster and we got a call from your Daddy saying that the baby was on almost here. And on our way home we saw a lady pushing your brother in the stroller and Isaac was asleep.
me: (confused) what lady was pushing Isaac?
mil: Pat was.
me: (still confused) oh, but when did Jeff call?
mil: He called while we were at the restaurant and when we drove home we saw Pat and Isaac.
me: (still confused because Jeff did not call his mom and when Pat & Isaac were walking it was after 11 PM at night). But Jeff didn't call because you called our house and heard me in labor. And it was late when Pat got to our home.
mil: (she said something)
me: so you were stalking again?
mil: no, no, a prayer drive-by.
me: ok, so stalking?
I got this look from Jeff - he was amused but asked me to drop it.
In December of last year she was doing another 'prayer drive-by' and was pulled over for speeding. No ticket though.
Fae grows up
Tallulah has officially weaned - I think. She hasn't asked to nurse in a week and when I asked her if she wanted to nurse I would get the 'in a minute' answer. But the minute never came.
I asked her today if she wanted to nurse and she said, "I don't need to nurse anymore Momma. Penelope can have all my nurses."
I remember holding her in my arms right after she was born and I told our midwife that I don't remember how to nurse a baby. Our midwife said it would come back. Ah, but no need because Tallulah latched on by herself and stayed latched on for over four years.
I nursed a human for four years! Who would have thought that? I was the person that thought breastfeeding was absolutely disgusting and only poor people breastfed. It wasn't until I was halfway through our first pregnancy that I thought maybe I might be wrong. I did some reading, attended LLL meetings and decided to give breastfeeding a try.
My sweet Tallou.
I asked her today if she wanted to nurse and she said, "I don't need to nurse anymore Momma. Penelope can have all my nurses."
I remember holding her in my arms right after she was born and I told our midwife that I don't remember how to nurse a baby. Our midwife said it would come back. Ah, but no need because Tallulah latched on by herself and stayed latched on for over four years.
I nursed a human for four years! Who would have thought that? I was the person that thought breastfeeding was absolutely disgusting and only poor people breastfed. It wasn't until I was halfway through our first pregnancy that I thought maybe I might be wrong. I did some reading, attended LLL meetings and decided to give breastfeeding a try.
My sweet Tallou.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
6
boychik is 6 today. My sweet little bubs is growing up.
We have a busy day ahead of us with boychik at the helm.
Did you know Isaac totally rocks at Guitar Hero (II?). He unlocked a new level this morning. A concert arena outside.
Will be back later with pictures. famous last words
We have a busy day ahead of us with boychik at the helm.
Did you know Isaac totally rocks at Guitar Hero (II?). He unlocked a new level this morning. A concert arena outside.
Will be back later with pictures. famous last words
Friday, October 12, 2007
Pumpkin Patch
We went to the Pumpkin Patch today. The kidlets had a lot of fun. Penelope was scared of the scarecrow though.
Isaac and Tallulah asked to make pumpkin pie, pumpkin brownies, pumpkin french fries, pumpkin cake and pumpkin eggs.
There were a couple of school groups there - kindergarten and first graders. And there was a little boy that looked exactly like Tallulah. Totally identical except they were wearing different clothes. It was wild. He was with his dad and the dad was staring at Tallou and I was staring at his son, but neither of us said anything. I really wanted to get a picture of the little boy and Tallou but thought that would be too weird to ask.
Our song (to the tune of Down on Grandpa's Farm)
We're on our way, we're on our way;
On our way to the Pumpkin Patch.
We're on our way, we're on our way;
On our way to the Pumpkin Patch.
At the Pumpkin Patch we will pick some pumpkins,
At the Pumpkin Patch we will pick some pumpkins
The pumpkins they go a lot like this (high pitched scream from the kids). . .
Tallulah added her own special verse -
At the Pumpkin Patch we will smash some pumpkins
At the Pumpkin Patch we will push some people
The pumpkin people go a lot like this - waaaaaahhhhhh.
Isaac and Tallulah asked to make pumpkin pie, pumpkin brownies, pumpkin french fries, pumpkin cake and pumpkin eggs.
There were a couple of school groups there - kindergarten and first graders. And there was a little boy that looked exactly like Tallulah. Totally identical except they were wearing different clothes. It was wild. He was with his dad and the dad was staring at Tallou and I was staring at his son, but neither of us said anything. I really wanted to get a picture of the little boy and Tallou but thought that would be too weird to ask.
Our song (to the tune of Down on Grandpa's Farm)
We're on our way, we're on our way;
On our way to the Pumpkin Patch.
We're on our way, we're on our way;
On our way to the Pumpkin Patch.
At the Pumpkin Patch we will pick some pumpkins,
At the Pumpkin Patch we will pick some pumpkins
The pumpkins they go a lot like this (high pitched scream from the kids). . .
Tallulah added her own special verse -
At the Pumpkin Patch we will smash some pumpkins
At the Pumpkin Patch we will push some people
The pumpkin people go a lot like this - waaaaaahhhhhh.
Friday, October 5, 2007
B.I.R.T.H. Fair 2007 - THIS SATURDAY!
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Wednesday, October 3, 2007
The Baldwin Project
This looks interesting.
The Search For a Good Child was linked on an e-mail group I was on. It's about Knights. Well, the search for one.
Isaac and Tallulah are very into knights, dragons, swords, slaying, etc right now. We are going to the Renaissance Faire at the end of the month and they are both over the moon. Isaac wants to go in to the dungeon and see the joust. Tallulah wants to be a princess and kill some bad guys with her sword.
Conflicting moment - gentle parenting versus squashing her imaginative play.
meh, babe is up.
The Search For a Good Child was linked on an e-mail group I was on. It's about Knights. Well, the search for one.
Isaac and Tallulah are very into knights, dragons, swords, slaying, etc right now. We are going to the Renaissance Faire at the end of the month and they are both over the moon. Isaac wants to go in to the dungeon and see the joust. Tallulah wants to be a princess and kill some bad guys with her sword.
Conflicting moment - gentle parenting versus squashing her imaginative play.
meh, babe is up.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Can fish crawl in the rain?
Looking out the back window at the rain:
"Can fish crawl in the rain? You know like they swim in the water that's on the ground."
I love that boy so much.
"Can fish crawl in the rain? You know like they swim in the water that's on the ground."
I love that boy so much.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Birthday Parties and Pirates
We have two birthday parties this weekend. Both little boys are named Elijah. Yesterday's Elijah had a wicked fun slip n slide and today's Elijah has a Pirate themed party.
Speaking of Pirates this coming up Wednesday is International Talk Like A Pirate day.
Zu den Haien schicken, arrrrgh!
Speaking of Pirates this coming up Wednesday is International Talk Like A Pirate day.
Zu den Haien schicken, arrrrgh!
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Best Laid Plans. . .
I originally planned on blogging daily. We see how well that worked out. Here is a mini-update on us with some bookmarks.
boychik
Better Late Than Early
The Moore Foundation
boychik
- moved up to the big boy gymnastics level (couple months early)
- earned his vest and Skipper handbook in AWANA.
- turned 4!!!!
earned her vest and Cubbie handbook in AWANA.
- growing teeth - which the allspice necklace seems to help tremendously
- cute as a button.
Better Late Than Early
The Moore Foundation
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Daily Rhythms
This has been weighing heavily on my mind lately. I am not anti-schedule, but I donot like the rigidity of most schedules.
I know, I know. The level of rigidity is dependent on the person, blah, blah, blah. But the whole concept is a scary one. However, I think boychik will greatly benefit from a Daily Rhythm. Sounds so much nicer than a schedule or routine, doesn't it? His personality seems designed for this.
Here is what is on "The List"
I know, I know. The level of rigidity is dependent on the person, blah, blah, blah. But the whole concept is a scary one. However, I think boychik will greatly benefit from a Daily Rhythm. Sounds so much nicer than a schedule or routine, doesn't it? His personality seems designed for this.
Here is what is on "The List"
- Wake Up
- Prepare and Eat Breakfast
We're Moving!!
rooms that is. :) We are flip-flopping the kids room and spare room. Once all the stuff is out of the spare room then we (read me only with the help of 3 young ones) are pulling out the carpet, scraping the popcorn off the ceiling, priming, painting and prepping the floor. Then the mister will come in and lay down the wood floor.
The state the spare room is in now is enough to make the baby Jesus cry. It is something else I tell ya.
And at the same time I am decluttering and simplifying. We have so much junk it is unbelievable. When we do move I want to take as little as possible.
I'll post pictures of the room progress.
The state the spare room is in now is enough to make the baby Jesus cry. It is something else I tell ya.
And at the same time I am decluttering and simplifying. We have so much junk it is unbelievable. When we do move I want to take as little as possible.
I'll post pictures of the room progress.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Doctor & Library
The kidlets had an appointment with the chiropractor toady. Dr. April does craniosacral therapy as well as regular chiropractic work. Tallulah really enjoyed the visit. Isaac, on the other hand, was meh on the whole thing.
eta - I forgot to mention. The doc took some pictures of the kidlets spine. Tallulah's neck was at a 37 degree angle (should be 45 degree) with slight wonkiness to the lower part of the spine. Isaac had an inverted curve (almost straight up and down) on the neck with curve to the spine. It was enough that the mister and I could look at the x-ray and know something was off.
Afterwards, we met up with some friends at the library where Isaac got his very first library card! He is super excited about the card. My boychik is growing up so quick.
eta - I forgot to mention. The doc took some pictures of the kidlets spine. Tallulah's neck was at a 37 degree angle (should be 45 degree) with slight wonkiness to the lower part of the spine. Isaac had an inverted curve (almost straight up and down) on the neck with curve to the spine. It was enough that the mister and I could look at the x-ray and know something was off.
Afterwards, we met up with some friends at the library where Isaac got his very first library card! He is super excited about the card. My boychik is growing up so quick.
Great Perseids
Did anyone see the Perseid meteor shower last night? The kidlets were asleep before the show started, and even though I went out twice to look the street lights were too bright. I was really disappointed. But other than chunking rocks at the lights there was nothing I could do.
And thanks to the mister for waking up and going in the backyard with me. I was too a'frightened to go out by myself.
And thanks to the mister for waking up and going in the backyard with me. I was too a'frightened to go out by myself.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
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