Friday, December 9, 2011
It worked so well that we smugly bought 2 monkeys right off the bat with Declan. We've had Daycare George and Home George since the beginning, and it has worked just as well with Declan as it did with Talia - until recently. Because now we have a 3.5 year old who insists on opening any zipper she comes across, and naturally one morning she got into the daycare bag, saw Daycare George, and ran him right over to Declan......... who was cuddling on the couch with Home George.
It's all over. The success of Home and Daycare Georges depended entirely on them never being seen together in the same room!!!! Now one George is never enough, Declan insists "I wanna nother George!" and cannot sleep with just one. The Georges have never been happier.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Me: Where can Talia and Declan be?
Declan (from his hiding spot in the closet): *giggle, giggle, giggle* I no know!!
Me: Are they under Tally's blankies?
Declan (from his hiding spot in the closet): *giggle, giggle, giggle* Nooooooo!
Me: Are they under Declan's crib?
Declan (from his hiding spot in the closet): *giggle, giggle, giggle* Noooooooo!
Me: Are they in the clothes hamper?
Declan (from his hiding spot in the closet): Noooooo! In da cwoset!!
Talia (enraged): NO, DEC!!!! DON'T TELL!!!!!
Declan (from his hiding spot in the closet): *giggle, giggle, giggle* No da cwoset.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
And then she tells me things like "I missed you so much and wanted you to come back and see my turkey!" and hands me this:
..... so then I think that Nursery School is making my kid a genius.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!!
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Talia was so excited about her lessons all this week. When we tried her skates and helmet on yesterday to make sure they still fit, she exclaimed "I dust love dese skates. Dey are so... so... so SKATEY!" and insisted on wearing them all afternoon. She could barely eat breakfast this morning because she was so anxious to get to the "wrinkle." But when we finally got her all geared up and ready to go out on the ice, she was not as excited. She took her teacher's hand and went off like a little trooper, but the other kids around her started dropping like flies. At one point she was the only one standing, the teacher and assistants had all scattered to help kids get up, and she was freaking out by herself in the middle of the mayhem, screaming her head off. So I broke the cardinal rule of Can-Skate (no parents on the ice! EVER!!) and went out to calm her down and shuffle her toward the closest teacher before I high-tailed it inside the rink where she couldn't see me. After that she was fine, she fell down and tried about 1 million times to stand back up, and had a great time crawling around. She was the only one in figure skates, but when we were taking her skates off at the end of lessons I heard one of the other girls crying because she didn't want black skates, she wanted white ones like Talia. Ha!
After her lesson was over she got a sticker for her helmet and a colouring sheet to take home, and proudly told me she had so much fun!! I guess there's going to be a lot of public skating in my future this winter, as it's definitely going to take some practice to really get her going. But as a former figure skater & figure skating coach, I'm super excited my big girl is in lessons this year!
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Talia started gymnastics class last night.
Gymnastics with 3 and 4 year olds is pretty much the funniest thing ever. It sort of looks like one poor 19 year old drew the short straw and as a result has to herd a group of deaf and blind cats. I was impressed that all the kids were really great about taking turns. It's so hilarious that they have no idea how to get in a line and keep moving one step up as the person in front goes back to the end - a reminder that although they aren't the little newborns we brought home, there is still a lot for them to learn.
Talia is the shortest in the class but probably has 10lbs on most of the other girls. The other parents probably think we feed her junk all the time, haha. We always call her our "delicate flower" or our "dainty ballerina" because she could not be further from either of these things. My rough and tumble little tomboy loves to jump, and stomp, and run fast but has yet to come into her big-girl co-ordination. She is so cute stomping around with the other kids! She has no idea that she can't do some of the things the other kids can, she just loves to be there in her "babing suit" and her "nastics syippers." It was really neat to see her listen and take direction from her teacher, and giggle with her little friends. My big girl.
I also love that they are all completely oblivious at this stage. I wish they would stay this way right through high school sports. The whole class cheered for the little girl who jumped off the trampoline perfectly the same way they cheered for my little girl, who was on a trampoline for the first time and sort of crawled/slid off, before jumping on the spot and throwing her arms triumphantly in the air. I like that we are in a small town and my kids will get to play any sport they want to - in fact, will be encouraged to do so just so there are enough kids to make a team, haha - and not have to deal with "making the cut" at an early age.
I don't know how much gymnastics they are going to learn, but I'm pretty sure Talia is going to have a great time. Maybe by the end of the session she'll even know how a line works.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Today, however was a good reminder that we don't have to do much to have fun. Declan, Ruby & I went to Kids Spot with some friends while the big girls were at nursery school this morning, then we came home for lunch and naps. While the littles napped, Talia watched some Dora and then we worked on some letters together.
When Declan and Ruby woke up, I put some diapers in the wash and brought up some potatoes to get started on supper. Talia said "tan we hepp you wash dose tatoes?" It would have been easier, and faster, and a lot drier, to say no. But since Tal was a baby, we've involved her in the kitchen whenever we can. So I heaved a little sigh for the quick supper prep that almost was, and got Talia and Dirty Shirt Declan set up at the sink to wash dose tatoes.
They washed potatoes for about 1/2 an hour, squealing and giggling the entire time. They shared, and took turns, and were completely silly together. They got a little bit wet, they made a bit of a mess, but they had lots of fun and my potatoes have seriously never been so clean! We lost Declan's interest after the washing was done, but when I sliced the potatoes up, Talia dug in and tossed them around with some olive oil and seasonings, and put them on the cookie sheet for me. It was fantastic, since I hate getting my hands all oily, and she felt like such a big helper. And sure, my little healthy eaters eventually turned their noses up at their hot dogs and fries in favour of fruit and peanut butter, but whatever. We had a good time getting it ready.
It sort of freaks me out that Talia is already 3 - I remember tons of stuff from when I was 3! What is she going to remember about our days at home?!? What will she remember about today? Will she remember that she was happy to see me when I picked her up from nursery school? Will she remember that I was frustrated and angry when she had an accident this afternoon? Will she remember how we giggled together, pretending to be frogs? I hope she remembers that she and her brother were welcome in our kitchen whenever they wanted to be there.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Talia is as crazy as her curls. She is getting to be such a big girl. We are getting ready for her to start Nursery School next week. She loves being outside, climbing, swinging, etc. but still does a bit of the Drunken Sailor while running around like a wild woman - just enough for me to get a glimpse of my baby girl every now and then. Today she spent the entire day with our friends and I missed her like crazy. I'm so lucky that I've had 2 extra mat leaves since she was born, I've gotten to spend so much time watching her grow up to this point.
Deckie Boy finally started walking last week! He's so cute toddling around all over the place. We call him "Dirty Shirt" because he hangs around everything Talia does. He loves his big sister and his little sister. I sometimes feel Ruby's life is in danger when Declan tries to "play" with her but he really is gentle and loving with her - as gentle and loving as an 18 month old daredevil can be, I suppose. He chatters away and loves to tell me "Noooooooooooooo!" in the sweetest, sassiest little voice you can imagine. He likes to team up with Talia to be a stinker - we are in all kinds of trouble when these kids are teenagers.
Ruby is trying her hardest to get moving! She can pull herself short distances in this weird little army crawl, and also gets up on her knees. A baby that wants to move! Amazing. She seems to be more and more sensitive to dairy and soy, instead of growing out of it, which basically sucks. But we still have hope she'll grow out of it, and if not, hopefully she won't have an anaphylactic reaction to either. As more time passes since I last ingested dairy or soy, she is getting to be happier and happier. She is a really easy baby, loves to eat as much as her brother and sister did, and is already a couch potato.
Rainer is super busy at work. You know what? July year-ends ruin your summer. Poor guy. But he is working hard for all of us and he is such an amazing Daddy and husband. We just wish we got to spend more time with him in July and August. He's hardly had time to have any fun in the pool he maintains or to play with the kids on the monstrosity of a playstructure that he built for them.
I am really tired these days! We are so busy during the weekdays, trying to soak up every last bit of summer. I like to have the kids out and about - going to programs, playing outside, etc. It makes our days go fast and while it's taking its toll on me at this time of year, I keep pushing through because I know the -40 weather is coming!!! I'm still on my restricted diet for Ruby (the plus side to that is the positive impact it has on my waistline) and have started running to be ready for the Niverville 5k at the end of September. It will be my first race in a few years, and I'm pretty excited about it!
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Good old Monkey-See-Monkey-Do Declan couldn't bear to not be part of his big sister's terrible punishment - he promptly got his monkey & blanky and fell asleep on the floor beside Talia's bed.
After I checked on the 2 of them, I put Ruby down on my bed while I ran to the washroom, when I came out she had fallen asleep, too. At that point I decided to go with the majority and have a little nap as well. These kids are wise, a nice nap was just what we all needed.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Ruby was so impressed with our mad tent skillz:
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
You turned three years old last week. Three years old!
You are officially a little girl. I only get glimpses now and then of the serious little newborn,
the roly-poly one year old,
and the still-babyish two year old you were.
You are growing up so fast! I guess you've had to, since you're the big sister. I love how you love your little brother and sister. You've only recently started to understand that Ruby can be your sister AND Declan's sister at the same time, and you love to remind me every morning that "Diss is my sista Wooby and Deckie's sista Wooby! She be bofe da sista!" You love being the big sister. You give Ruby her sucky and make her smile and giggle. Declan is your partner in crime, it seems you can read each other's minds somtimes! I hope you stay just as close to them for all of your days.
You're such a little Mama. As I'm typing this, you're sitting on the couch with the Boppy, breastfeeding Ted E. Bear and watching Dora. Soon you'll get up and do the "We Did It!" dance. I hope you continue to dance over all your accomplishments, both big and small.
You are bright and curious. You love to play with babies, Play-Doh, and your little kitchen. You love the idea of playing with lots of kids, and everyone you see is "my fwiend." But when the kids are actually around you, you're pretty shy. You can count to 12 or 15, depending on the day. You can say your alphabet but aren't too interested in identifying letters. You love to make crafts, cut with scissors, glue things, paint, and colour. Your favourite thing to draw is happy faces.
You love to play outside and your Daddy broke his hand putting together a playstructure for you, your brother, and your sister this summer. You are getting adventurous in the pool - you like to jump in and you can swim around by yourself in your Puddle Jumper. You like to watch Dora, Diego, and Caillou on TV, but the only movies you're interested in are the Toy Story movies. You love, love, love bugs! And you could spend the entire day playing in the mud - the dirtier, the better.
Your hair is crazy, curly, and out-of-control most days. People say you look like me - when we go to Gilbert Plains, we practically give people heart attacks because they think you are the ghost of me as a little girl. Will you look like me when you grow up? I don't know, when I look at you all I see is your Daddy's big, crooked grin. I love it as much on you as I do on him!
You fill our days with songs, giggles, tantrums, time-outs, hugs, questions, and even the occasional kiss (when I'm lucky!) You challenge us and delight us, surprise us and tease us. You make me happier than I ever thought I could be, and ready to pull my hair out, all at the same time. I can't wait to see what the next year with you will bring. Love you, Ladybug!
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Today we stayed inside to beat the heat. Yes, we have that pool in the backyard, but I can't manage all 3 of my babies in the pool by myself, it's too hot for Ruby to be outside and not in the water, and it's so hot Declan's non-walking legs get burned on the deck, concrete, etc. So.
Declan is pretty good at identifying body parts, but if I ask him "where's your nose?" he finds my nose instead of his. So today I was playing with him and working on body parts, with Talia jumping in here and there when she felt like it. All of a sudden I felt a little tap on my butt and Talia asked "Dat your bum, Mommy?" I said yes, and she said "WOW! Iss weally biiiiiiiiiiig!" Thanks, Tal.
Ha ha ha ha ha boo hoo hoo.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
- Talia had a fun birthday party with lots of little friends. There is a group of us here in town that have a little girl Talia's age and a little boy Declan's age, and most of those families came to the party. I love it!! I actually didn't think we'd get many people who were able to come, since it's lake season and all, but it was busy and chaotic and so much fun.
- We're waiting for Auntie Kylie, Uncle Chris and the kids to come this weekend. Can't wait to see them. I'm hoping we can sneak the kids off to Walmart or someplace to get their picture taken while we have all 5 of the grandkids together, it will be a nice gift for Rainer's parents.
- I'm pretty sure I broke my toe on the new playstructure. That is not awesome.
- Rainer just said the other day that it's been months since Declan sounded like a coffee perk when he breathed, and now he's been coughing his head off all night. Jinxed.
- Ruby's announcement/thank you cards finally came! Now to find time to get them written up and sent out before she's out of diapers.
- We have no daycare. It's fun to have lots of days to do summer things with the kiddies, but it's also harder to do things like big grocery trips or days of errands with multiple stops. I also think I should have tried harder to do things like, oh, I don't know... go to the dentist? get an oil change?... when I still had daycare.
- Talia loves my old Smurf collection. She calls them "Spoops" - I don't know why but I've gotta tell you, I'm not correcting her.
- I'm totally obsessed with that show "Oddities." Have you seen it? I love it!!
- I would like to go to bed before midnight one of these days. Yawn.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Now imagine that although you used to have a fairly healthy diet that did not really include any processed foods anyway, now that your milk is the only option for nutrition for your baby until she is at least 6 months old, your new and improved healthy diet feels a little restrictive at times. You might even find yourself starving while grocery shopping, and suddenly feel desperate to eat something you did not make at home. Lo and behold, you come across a package of cookies in the organic aisle. Nut-free! Dairy-free! Soy-free!
You will think your ship has come in, and will throw those $4.99 cookies in your cart without a moment's hesitation. Well, let me tell you something. Processed foods that are nut-free, dairy-free, and soy-free are also taste-free. Do yourself a favour - go back to the produce section and buy an extra apple. Sigh.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Rainer: Wasn't that kid born already?
Me: Yeah, I think he was born earlier this week. Wednesday, maybe?
Rainer: No, I mean, wasn't it born like a year ago?
Me: That was their first baby.
Rainer: This is their second baby already? Geez!
Me: Yeah...... before you get all judgey, you should know that their kids are 20 months apart.
Rainer: Oh. Nevermind.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Heading out the door for daycare: "My be wight back, Mommy. You no be scared. Okay?"
After I flushed the toiled while giving her a hard time for having an accident: "Da poop's all gone, Mommy. It no bug you no more."
Tucking her big plastic Bert into my bed one morning: "My dust need to put diss ya-liddle guy to bed. Sweep dweams, Bertie."
As soon as we turn the corner and she sees the park: "Oh, DERE's da park! Sank-oo, Mommy!"
At Ruby's baptism, after I told her she had to keep quiet because it was the priest's turn to talk: "Him hafta take turns wif ME, Mommy."
Asking for some Easter treats (that are in the freezer): "Uh, can you find some bunny eggs for me?"
Monday, May 30, 2011
When my brother and I were little, we were always excited to have a babysitter because that meant special treats for supper, like a TV Dinner. (Once we even had a can of ravioli!) And I totally used to sneak out of bed so I could share the chips & dip my parents had left the babysitter for a snack. So, I wanted to give our kids a little treat for their first supper with a babysitter, and I wanted to make sure we had some treats for the babysitter, too.
So I made a homemade pizza. (I used that new natural meat from Maple Leaf, have you tried it? No nitrites or nitrates or whatever it is that will give you cancer and stop your heart. Salt, sugar, celery extract, water. Delicious. But I digress.) I sent Rainer to the Esso to get some chips or something that a 12 year old girl might like. I was super smug with our awesome treats and was confident we were well on our way to being the babysitter's favourite family.
Before we left, the babysitter asked what the kids could drink for supper. I said milk or water, but that she could have whatever she wanted - not realizing that this actually meant milk, water, or almond milk. She asked "Do you guys have any pop?" and I realized we *might* not have thought about what normal people drink. While we were out for supper she called and asked if we had any ice cream or popcorn - we didn't. Ha. That's when I began to think we *might* not win her over with our awesome snacks, so the kids better be cute. SNACK FAIL!!!
So yesterday I went to pick up Talia from daycare and the girl who was our babysitter came out to the van to see Declan and Ruby as well, and her younger sister came along. I told the babysitter when we wanted her to come again, and this is the conversation that ensued:
Babysitter: What are we having for supper?
Me: Uh, I don't know, I haven't thought about it yet!
Babysitter: Let's have hotdogs! Does Deckie like hotdogs?
Me: I don't know, he's never had a hotdog.
Babysitter's younger sister (who comes home from school to have lunch with the daycare kids): He sure eats them like he likes them when he's here!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! So I guess Declan eats hotdogs at daycare, and I also guess our babysitter isn't the type to be impressed with a homemade pizza and a nice glass of almond milk. We're going to have to resort to letting her Pay-Per-View a movie next time if we have any chance of being her favourite family!!!!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
I sent this picture to Rainer whle he was on the road - bedtime the first night without him. I jokingly said I would send him "proof of life" photos throughout the weekend. I wonder if he worried when I didn't follow through on it?
Anyway, we all survived and have been loving the summer weather. This week we've played outside a ton and even had a picnic at the park. I'm quite proud to say that Declan's fair skin is still as white as a ghost, although Talia is darkening up by the minute. I'm so anxious about my fair skinned baby boy, Rainer and I are both in the fairly-dark-don't-really-ever-burn category, and obviously Talia is as well, so we have basically no clue what to do with Declan. I'm probably a little over-zealous with the sunscreen and keeping buying hats and deciding they just aren't good enough for my pumpkin's pumpkin head. But with 2 different grandparents from both sides of the family having had skin cancer, I'm pretty crazy about my kids not getting a sunburn. I even made them have their picnic in the only shady spot in the park - under the play structure. They didn't seem to mind, though!
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Me: (thinking this was the saddest thing I'd ever heard) Oh Tally, Daddy loves you! He just went golfing, he's coming back.
Talia: (head in hands): But Daddy's all gone. WHO WILL TURN ON CAILLOU?!? ON DA TV!!
Rainer will be so touched that his little girl missed him, and his TV skills, so much.
Friday, May 13, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Here we are, a month later, and 6 week old Ruby is wearing it:
Having a big baby is a new experience to us. I finally know what people mean when they say how fast babies go through clothes - unlike Talia & Declan, who stayed in the same sizes for months and months, Ruby is literally only wearing some things once or twice before they get packed away in the basement. If she keeps growing at this rate, she'll be 8 feet tall in preschool.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
At each stage the kids go through, I think "This is the best it's ever going to be. There will never be a time when it's more fun than this age." And then Talia gets a little older, and does a little more, and makes me laugh a little harder, and I change my mind and have a new favourite age. Yesterday after we got home from the doctor's office, she made herself a stethoscope out of plastic rings and gave all her babies check-ups. Sometimes I can't believe how smart she is and how much she just knows already. Although, I guess any woman she meets who gives her a rare treat of a sucker is probably pretty important to her, ha ha.
I really love that Talia and Declan are each other's constant companion, and spend so much time playing together - even though they gang up on me now. Here's our conversation from lunch the other day:
Me: Tal, who's your best friend?
Talia: Ummmmmmmmmm.... (pretending to think really, really hard, with a big grin on her face.)
Me: (full of outrage) WHAT?!? Not Deckie!
Declan: (giggling) Daddy!!
Me: (still outraged) EVEN WORSE!! What about Mommy?
Talia: Iss okay, Mommy. You be Wooby's best fwiend.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
The first time she came out, I sent her back to her bed.
The second time she came out, she was wearing her shirt from this morning and pajama pants. I sent her back to bed.
The third time she came out, she was wearing pajama pants & a non-matching pajama shirt. I sent her back to bed.
The fourth time she came out, she was wearing a pajama shirt and 12 pairs of panties. I sent her back to bed.
The fifth time she came out, she was completely naked. I gave up completely and turned on Caillou. She laid down on the couch and was asleep within a minute. I'll take it.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Ruby's gift to me for her Daddy's birthday was a 7 hour stretch last night, 15 minutes of nursing, and then a 4.5 hour stretch. I feel like a million bucks! I really hope she's still gaining well, since she's such a sleepyhead. I hate to wake up a sleeping baby to feed them!!