Ellie says to me this morning when we return home from dropping Max off at my mom's at 9am, "Mommy, I feel treaty right now."
I asked, "what does treaty mean?"
Ellie, "It means I want a treat right now."
I laughed out loud and then Ellie did too. It was cute that she realized she made a joke and made me laugh, even though she wasn't going to get a treat, or really, another treat, considering I had given her one chocolate munchkin from Dunkin Donuts when we drove through to pick up my morning Latte.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
A sick week
I haven't had any big stories to write this week. We've been dealing with lots of winter germs. Max went from flu straight to cought/bronchitis and Ellie is now starting with the cough just as Max finishes up. Meanwhile, I've been fighting it too, and I think I'm loosing the battle. I thought Echineachea was the key to staying well as a Mom taking care of sick kids, but I think that had limited potency. Trying to keep up while working through all of this hasn't been easy, so needless to say, the blog wasn't a priority this week. However, with the kids napping and me trying to avoid further cleaning, I thought I'd just remind us of a few highlights from the week.
Monday night when we came home from daycare, Ellie announces, "Mommy, Erin is so luck." Erin is the daycare providers daughter. Me, "Why Ellie?" Ellie, "Becuase she gets to stay at Ms. Sara's A- L - L the time!" What does a Mom say to that. I am glad Ellie has fun at Ms. Sara's but a little sad that she doesn't enjoy our house as much. I can only hope it's becuase she's starting to enjoy playing with the other kids.
Tuesday when I picked Ellie up from Ms. Sara's, I told her it was time to go and to say bye to her friends. She turns around and says, "Bye O - W - E - N...." My response, "Ellie, are there not other people here too?" Ellie, "Bye Brody, Erin, Parker and Sammy." Meanwhile, Sammy's Dad is there to pick her up and he puts his hand to his mouth and makes a "AHHHHH" sound.
Thursday when I picked Ellie up from Ms. Sara's she was there with just Owen. THese are her favorite times. While the 3 adults talked, I watcher her follow Owen around the room playing like a shadow. I couldn't get her up the stairs. However, as soon as Owen started up the stairs, she was right behind him. She sure loves her Owen!
This week while at Ms. Sara's Ellie also learned how to write her name for the first time. We have been talking about spelling, but I haven't worked with her at all on handwriting. Ms. Sara sure has! She does great. I can't believe she can write her name already! Well done Ellie.
Meanwhile, with Max this week, he is slowly starting to feel better. I have grown such a feeling of attachment with him finally. I always love him to pieces, but I can feel him wanting to communicate with me all the time. It's just wonderful to watch his eyes light up when he sees me and see that smile build across his whole face! We have started a game of sticking our tongues out at each other. I say tongue and sometimes touch his with my finger and he thinks it's hallarious, especially when I proceed to then stick mind out too. (Not at each other, just down towards our chins.) It's the first game we have besides laughing at each other (which is still a favorite)
Although he is pretty sick in this picture, he still gives the smiles!
While Max was sick, I had him back in bed beside me again. But after about a week, now that the coughing fits have died down, it was easy to transition him back into his crib. I'm very proud of his flexibility. We didn't have any crying. This boads well for me being able to still get in a few snuggle naps on he weekends now and again to fullfill some of my cuddle needs. He is definitely a Momma's boy and I am just loving every minute of it.
Friday I took him with me to pick up Ellie at Ms. Sara's. Max will start going there in August. She held him for a few minutes and he didn't cry - though did look a little worried. But I stayed close and he stayed strong. When she finally gave him back to me, he let out a very audible sigh of relief to be back in my arms. It was sweet - though I know he needs to get used to Miss Sara.
This morning we have all just hung out around the house. I skipped church becuase I'm not feeling great. THe fun of a lazy morning, which I never used to be able to handle is just watching the kids have fun and playing with them too. Max and Ellie really do enjoy being around each other now and I can imagine it's only going to grow. I love watching them entertain each other and laugh together! It makes me want a bigger family!
This isn't exactly a normal post, but a week with sick kids is one I've learned to just make my way through the best I can. Things won't be perfect and that's okay (I keep telling myself.)
Yesterday while the kids napped, I did finally get to start on a project I've been planning since I had my first house back in Spring Ridge - it's a bathroom mural of a sea scene. It's not finished, but it was fun to get started. Not a work of art, but a great use of my creative side. I do enjoy these projects and one great thing about having kids is that I have an excuse to live like one sometimes!
Monday night when we came home from daycare, Ellie announces, "Mommy, Erin is so luck." Erin is the daycare providers daughter. Me, "Why Ellie?" Ellie, "Becuase she gets to stay at Ms. Sara's A- L - L the time!" What does a Mom say to that. I am glad Ellie has fun at Ms. Sara's but a little sad that she doesn't enjoy our house as much. I can only hope it's becuase she's starting to enjoy playing with the other kids.
Tuesday when I picked Ellie up from Ms. Sara's, I told her it was time to go and to say bye to her friends. She turns around and says, "Bye O - W - E - N...." My response, "Ellie, are there not other people here too?" Ellie, "Bye Brody, Erin, Parker and Sammy." Meanwhile, Sammy's Dad is there to pick her up and he puts his hand to his mouth and makes a "AHHHHH" sound.
Thursday when I picked Ellie up from Ms. Sara's she was there with just Owen. THese are her favorite times. While the 3 adults talked, I watcher her follow Owen around the room playing like a shadow. I couldn't get her up the stairs. However, as soon as Owen started up the stairs, she was right behind him. She sure loves her Owen!
This week while at Ms. Sara's Ellie also learned how to write her name for the first time. We have been talking about spelling, but I haven't worked with her at all on handwriting. Ms. Sara sure has! She does great. I can't believe she can write her name already! Well done Ellie.
Meanwhile, with Max this week, he is slowly starting to feel better. I have grown such a feeling of attachment with him finally. I always love him to pieces, but I can feel him wanting to communicate with me all the time. It's just wonderful to watch his eyes light up when he sees me and see that smile build across his whole face! We have started a game of sticking our tongues out at each other. I say tongue and sometimes touch his with my finger and he thinks it's hallarious, especially when I proceed to then stick mind out too. (Not at each other, just down towards our chins.) It's the first game we have besides laughing at each other (which is still a favorite)
Although he is pretty sick in this picture, he still gives the smiles!
While Max was sick, I had him back in bed beside me again. But after about a week, now that the coughing fits have died down, it was easy to transition him back into his crib. I'm very proud of his flexibility. We didn't have any crying. This boads well for me being able to still get in a few snuggle naps on he weekends now and again to fullfill some of my cuddle needs. He is definitely a Momma's boy and I am just loving every minute of it.
Friday I took him with me to pick up Ellie at Ms. Sara's. Max will start going there in August. She held him for a few minutes and he didn't cry - though did look a little worried. But I stayed close and he stayed strong. When she finally gave him back to me, he let out a very audible sigh of relief to be back in my arms. It was sweet - though I know he needs to get used to Miss Sara.
This morning we have all just hung out around the house. I skipped church becuase I'm not feeling great. THe fun of a lazy morning, which I never used to be able to handle is just watching the kids have fun and playing with them too. Max and Ellie really do enjoy being around each other now and I can imagine it's only going to grow. I love watching them entertain each other and laugh together! It makes me want a bigger family!
This isn't exactly a normal post, but a week with sick kids is one I've learned to just make my way through the best I can. Things won't be perfect and that's okay (I keep telling myself.)
Yesterday while the kids napped, I did finally get to start on a project I've been planning since I had my first house back in Spring Ridge - it's a bathroom mural of a sea scene. It's not finished, but it was fun to get started. Not a work of art, but a great use of my creative side. I do enjoy these projects and one great thing about having kids is that I have an excuse to live like one sometimes!
Saturday, February 5, 2011
We couldn't find her pants
Ellie is in her 3rd week of swim lessons. She's enjoying them. She's taking a bit of a refresher course, one that allows us to be in the water with her. She hasn't really done a lot of swimming in her life, so this is a good way to help her get comfortable with swimming. She really likes to be in the water. Even though swimming in the winter isn't always condusive to staying healthy (at least it wasn't for Ellie the first time we tried this, we figured we'd give it a go.)
Class falls during Max's morning nap, so someone has to stay home. I have taken her to class the first two weeks while David stayed home with Max. Today was Daddy's turn to take Ellie. (I got to stay home and have a morning nap with Max!)
When they come through the door after class Ellie stands up against the wall and announces to me that her legs are cold. I say what? David announces, "We couldn't find her pants."
Me, "Her underwear, or actual pants?" (I'm thinking, underwear are small, I could see how those may get lost...)
David, "Her pants. They dissapeared while we were in the pool."
My oh my, I can only imagine.
So, to keep Ellie warm, Daddy wrapped her in his jacket and carried her to and from the car. Good improvising David! It was about 25 or 30 degrees tops this morning!
Class falls during Max's morning nap, so someone has to stay home. I have taken her to class the first two weeks while David stayed home with Max. Today was Daddy's turn to take Ellie. (I got to stay home and have a morning nap with Max!)
When they come through the door after class Ellie stands up against the wall and announces to me that her legs are cold. I say what? David announces, "We couldn't find her pants."
Me, "Her underwear, or actual pants?" (I'm thinking, underwear are small, I could see how those may get lost...)
David, "Her pants. They dissapeared while we were in the pool."
My oh my, I can only imagine.
So, to keep Ellie warm, Daddy wrapped her in his jacket and carried her to and from the car. Good improvising David! It was about 25 or 30 degrees tops this morning!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Owen
Ellie spends her days with Ms. Sara, a wonderful wonderful lady who runs an in home daycare. We are so thankful for her. I didn't really think I could find someone other then the grandmothers I would feel safe and comfortable leaving Ellie with - especially after the Maria issues in 2008. However, I was clearly wrong. I love Ms. Sara's and so does Ellie.
She has fun with all the kids. Having "friends" to play with on a daily basis besides her cousins is a new and exciting thing for Ellie. She is still learning the basics of friendship, but one thing she has mastered is how to pick a favorite.
About 2 weeks after she started at Ms. Sara's, Ellie told me one night, "Mommy, Owen is my favorite." I didn't pay this much attention at first. But, as the weeks progress, it's clear that Ellie has a bit of a first crush on Owen. Owen is 6, with blond hair and brown eyes. He's quiet, but very sweet.
We've been talking about the importance of having everyone be friends, and not announcing favorites. But the way Ellie follows Owen and looks at him is so evident. She always knows where he is. She likes to give him a hug at the end of the day before going home. And, apparently, he will sit for nearly an hour and read book after book to Ellie. She truly loves hanging out with Owen.
The other night Gramma was talking to Ellie on the phone and asked Ellie, "How come Owen is your favorite?"
Ellie replies with a cute slightly embarrassed looking grin on her face, "Becuase he s - m - i - l - e - s at me!"
I told Ms. Sara this story the other day. She says, "Ut oh, you will have you hands full when she's a teenager if that's all it takes." we both laughed!
Ellie's right - Owen does have the best smile!
Updated 4Mar2011:
Below is a picture of one of Ellie's favorite things to do at Miss Sara's, color beside Owen and Erin.
She has fun with all the kids. Having "friends" to play with on a daily basis besides her cousins is a new and exciting thing for Ellie. She is still learning the basics of friendship, but one thing she has mastered is how to pick a favorite.
About 2 weeks after she started at Ms. Sara's, Ellie told me one night, "Mommy, Owen is my favorite." I didn't pay this much attention at first. But, as the weeks progress, it's clear that Ellie has a bit of a first crush on Owen. Owen is 6, with blond hair and brown eyes. He's quiet, but very sweet.
We've been talking about the importance of having everyone be friends, and not announcing favorites. But the way Ellie follows Owen and looks at him is so evident. She always knows where he is. She likes to give him a hug at the end of the day before going home. And, apparently, he will sit for nearly an hour and read book after book to Ellie. She truly loves hanging out with Owen.
The other night Gramma was talking to Ellie on the phone and asked Ellie, "How come Owen is your favorite?"
Ellie replies with a cute slightly embarrassed looking grin on her face, "Becuase he s - m - i - l - e - s at me!"
I told Ms. Sara this story the other day. She says, "Ut oh, you will have you hands full when she's a teenager if that's all it takes." we both laughed!
Ellie's right - Owen does have the best smile!
Updated 4Mar2011:
Below is a picture of one of Ellie's favorite things to do at Miss Sara's, color beside Owen and Erin.
Laughs
Max has always been one to be easily frightened. So, quite often, when Ellie gets too excited in a near proximity of his face, he lets out a very sad puppy dog whimper which turns into a very sad cry. I realize we need to find a way to get over this, becuase Ellie is surely not the loudest thing in the world.
Max also loves, absolutely loves, to laugh at and with his sister. This started about 2 months ago. If Ellie is just the right distance from him - about 2 feet - and starts laughing (even a fake laugh) he starts laughing too. They take turns laughing until they are both really really laughing hard at each other. Then, Max has the hiccups. It's a cycle I've come to know well.
Tonight at dinner, Max had finished his food and was sitting their trying to wait and knaw on his high chair (another little strange dog like habit my son possesses.) Anyway, I did something to make him laugh, I'm not sure exactly what started it all. Then Ellie laughed. Then I laughed at the cycle. Then Max laughed again. Then Ellie laughed. It was a game!
I started making different faces and noises to try to intensify the laughing and check his reaction. He mostly stayed on the laughing side, with a few borderline whimpers that we were able to turn to laughs as he realized they may be different, but were still friendly and funny. Ellie was getting into it as well. We must have gone on like this for nearly 5 minutes. By the end, I was truly laughing hard at the easily amused children and the amount of fun that was created just by trying to make each other laugh becuase the other person was also laughing. We even had David almost laughing ... and definitely smiling.
It all sounds simple, but these are the moments that make my long work days melt away, and the reason I love my children so much! Thanks Max and Ellie!
Max also loves, absolutely loves, to laugh at and with his sister. This started about 2 months ago. If Ellie is just the right distance from him - about 2 feet - and starts laughing (even a fake laugh) he starts laughing too. They take turns laughing until they are both really really laughing hard at each other. Then, Max has the hiccups. It's a cycle I've come to know well.
Tonight at dinner, Max had finished his food and was sitting their trying to wait and knaw on his high chair (another little strange dog like habit my son possesses.) Anyway, I did something to make him laugh, I'm not sure exactly what started it all. Then Ellie laughed. Then I laughed at the cycle. Then Max laughed again. Then Ellie laughed. It was a game!
I started making different faces and noises to try to intensify the laughing and check his reaction. He mostly stayed on the laughing side, with a few borderline whimpers that we were able to turn to laughs as he realized they may be different, but were still friendly and funny. Ellie was getting into it as well. We must have gone on like this for nearly 5 minutes. By the end, I was truly laughing hard at the easily amused children and the amount of fun that was created just by trying to make each other laugh becuase the other person was also laughing. We even had David almost laughing ... and definitely smiling.
It all sounds simple, but these are the moments that make my long work days melt away, and the reason I love my children so much! Thanks Max and Ellie!
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Mommy to Bell, Snow White, Mary and Ellie
After nap today, Ellie, Max and I were playing on the floor in the living room. Ellie was walking around looking cute as ever in her Bell dress. I reached for her and said, "Ellie, will you give you Mommy a hug? I didn't get one after naps."
She falls into my lap for a cuddle and quickly says, "I'm not Ellie, I'm Bell"
I asked, "Well, am I still your Mommy then?"
Ellie, "Yes."
Me, "What about when you are Snow White, who's your Mommy then?"
Ellie, "You are."
Ellie, "and when I'm Mary, you are my Mommy too!"
Me, "So, I am Mommy to Ellie, Bell, Snow White and Mary?"
Ellie, "Yes." and she's back to cooking in her kitchen.
She falls into my lap for a cuddle and quickly says, "I'm not Ellie, I'm Bell"
I asked, "Well, am I still your Mommy then?"
Ellie, "Yes."
Me, "What about when you are Snow White, who's your Mommy then?"
Ellie, "You are."
Ellie, "and when I'm Mary, you are my Mommy too!"
Me, "So, I am Mommy to Ellie, Bell, Snow White and Mary?"
Ellie, "Yes." and she's back to cooking in her kitchen.
Washing with Olive Oil
Max has a little cradle cap and it keeps getting worse. Google says - use olive oil to rub it and comb it, then wash it. So, tonight I decided to try this out.
Max is a little sensitive sole. He was a sport at first, until I started rubbing and combing. He proceeded to scream bloody murder from that point on until I removed him from the tub after the full hairwash and body wash. You would've thought I was really trying to hurt him.
I'm not sure if it really hurt or he just doesn't like me picking at him. I didn't even get to warsh it all out as well as I would've liked. He smells ripe as used olive oil, which, suprisingly, isn't nice. Olive oil smells nice in a frying pan while sauteing onions, but not in your infant son's hair. That lovely baby smell is all gone tonight. I sure hope it comes back.
And check out the greese streaks and spike forming.
My poor little man couldn't even calm down to get himself to sleep tonight. I swear he was having a little identity crisis becuase he didn't recognize his own little scent. 1 hour and some Tylenol later (Eventually thinking perhaps it's those teeth that have been wanting to come through for over 5 months now), he's finally asleep. (In my bed :-) )
I don't think we'll be doing the olive oil bath and scrub again. I will give it another few months of o'natural healing and hope for the best. Sorry Max!
Max is a little sensitive sole. He was a sport at first, until I started rubbing and combing. He proceeded to scream bloody murder from that point on until I removed him from the tub after the full hairwash and body wash. You would've thought I was really trying to hurt him.
I'm not sure if it really hurt or he just doesn't like me picking at him. I didn't even get to warsh it all out as well as I would've liked. He smells ripe as used olive oil, which, suprisingly, isn't nice. Olive oil smells nice in a frying pan while sauteing onions, but not in your infant son's hair. That lovely baby smell is all gone tonight. I sure hope it comes back.
And check out the greese streaks and spike forming.
My poor little man couldn't even calm down to get himself to sleep tonight. I swear he was having a little identity crisis becuase he didn't recognize his own little scent. 1 hour and some Tylenol later (Eventually thinking perhaps it's those teeth that have been wanting to come through for over 5 months now), he's finally asleep. (In my bed :-) )
I don't think we'll be doing the olive oil bath and scrub again. I will give it another few months of o'natural healing and hope for the best. Sorry Max!
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