I think I've mentioned before that we call it "Mama-time" or "Daddy-time" when the boys get special snuggle time with one or the other of us. Ethan gets Mama-time these days getting ready for school in the mornings and driving to school. He has my undivided attention (well, undivided by the other boys who are usually sleeping anyway). Cameron gets Mama-time regularly as I have to focus on him to feed him or put him to sleep and then he gets Mama-time at night after his brothers go to sleep. All this time with Mama leaves Alex out in the cold I think and I've noticed it lately. Alex gets Daddy-time during naps during the day or when Cameron is asleep during the day but he doesn't get as much Mama-time - if any - during the week.
I found a way to change that. I do a lot with the preschool ministry at our church but am often too focused on the lesson or skit to be able to give Alex my attention there either. Until now - I led worship a few weeks during the preschool sessions and let Alex "lead" with me - singing the songs, etc. Then this past week I did the skit that was part of the lesson and had Alex do it with me. He "pretended" to be shy as he normally does but he loved it. I can't take full credit for this as it was the preschool director's idea to have our kids do our parts of the service with us to get them more involved as well. Alex really loved it though.
This past week, Alex & I were the only ones that went to church. I was helping to cover the preschool area during both services & Sunday school in the directors absence so Steve had Ethan & Cameron while I had Alex so he could do the skit with me, etc. Cameron was really congested so Steve ended up keeping him home and Ethan wasn't feeling great either - evidenced in part by the fact that he didn't want to go to church (normally he'd live there if we let him - he loves it). Alex helped me with the skit and then helped me run the laptop during the rest of the lesson and stood with me singing and doing the movements to the songs. He was running everywhere but still listening to me when I tried to reign him in.
Then as we left church, he was singing one of the songs from our worship "Jesus is a good good fwend. He's a good good good fwiend to me. He's a good good good good good good good fwend to me." (the song doesn't have that many "goods" but Alex did). When we got in the car, he was smiling and singing and stopped long enough to say, "Mama, I wuv you." Then I had Christian music on the radio and "God is Not Dead" came on the radio and he changed mid-sentence from "good good fwend" to "roaring wike a wion" (roaring like a lion) and proceeded to sing that at the top of his lungs all the way home.
When we got home, Steve, Ethan & Cameron were sleeping so I got in Alex's bed with him and took a nap with him. Granted he woke Cameron up so Steve didn't get much nap, but I still got to finish out my Alex-time with a much needed nap. Sunday mornings (at least through the end of February) are now my "Alex-time." Love that curly-headed, dimple-faced little boy - rotten though he may be.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Sweet Manners
I will be the first to admit that my boys are wild. They usually have only 2 speeds - asleep and superfast. From the moment they wake up in the morning, they talk 90 mph and get into 1000 different things until they go to sleep....sometimes they even fall asleep WHILE playing with one of those 1000 different things. It's truly exhausting just to watch them much less chase them around. While the talking part doesn't apply yet to Cameron, the chasing around part does as he and his little army crawl are quite mobile these days.
They are little boys though and do tend to have a listening problem when told to stop, be quiet, etc. This is extremely frustrating as you can imagine. I have started sending them upstairs to their room to play when I really want them to sit down to eat so that I can have 5 minutes to breathe so as not to scream because they just aren't listening. I give myself that 5 minute breather and then call them back downstairs - I'm not sure if it's the breathing time for me that makes things calmer or if they remember how to listen after going upstairs for a few minutes but either way, it works to get us back on track long enough to feed them or do whatever it was that they weren't listening to me about the first time.
Others tell me that they boys are so good or so sweet or whatever to which I often reply, "that's because you don't live with them." I'm joking, of course, as I love them dearly. But the nerves do take a beating. Then they do something that makes me realize why people say they are good or sweet, etc. I've noticed lately that 99% of the time that Alex asks for something he says, "Pwease I have some (fill in the blank here)?" He really starts almost every request for whatever he wants by asking "please." When you give it to him, he says "thank you" most of the time (though please is more frequent than the return thank you). If you tell him no he can't have it (as is the case when the request is "pwease I have a cookie" 2 minutes before dinner), he'll just ask for something else most of the time and that will bring another "pwease." It's really quite sweet. Not to be outdone, I've noticed Ethan's good manners lately as well. If you ask Ethan to do something or help with something, his normal response these days is, "yes, ma'am." If you ask him a yes/no question, he'll answer yes or no "ma'am" or "sir." I can't take full credit for that one as I think he probably picked that up at school somewhat but it sounds so very, very sweet to hear to a 5 year old little voice say "Yes, ma'am, I wilw" [will has a "w" sound at the end of it] when you ask him to hang up his coat or put his shoes away or to hear "no thank you ma'am" when you ask if he wants more applesauce.
Somewhere in all the chaos that is our lives with 3 young boys, we've managed to give them a head start on good manners and it sounds so very sweet. I even heard Ethan tell Cameron thank you the other day when he took his folder away from Cameron who was chewing on it at the time: "Thanks, Cam. I need to put this in my bookbag now." That one he did get from me as I always do that when taking something from Cameron or giving him something he wants - "thank you, Cameron, Mama will take that" or "Thanks, Mama" talking for him when giving him a bottle, etc. I did that with the boys when they were younger also. I do think that's where the please, thank you & you're welcome came from but I'll still credit his teachers for instilling the "sir" and "ma'am" protocol into Ethan.
As the weeks seems to fly by and I get muddled in the ... well... chaos of the daily grind, I will allow myself this moment to pat myself (& Steve) on the back for getting a good start to the manners that will guide these boys through their lives. I am not a perfect mom by any stretch but I think I got this one right.
They are little boys though and do tend to have a listening problem when told to stop, be quiet, etc. This is extremely frustrating as you can imagine. I have started sending them upstairs to their room to play when I really want them to sit down to eat so that I can have 5 minutes to breathe so as not to scream because they just aren't listening. I give myself that 5 minute breather and then call them back downstairs - I'm not sure if it's the breathing time for me that makes things calmer or if they remember how to listen after going upstairs for a few minutes but either way, it works to get us back on track long enough to feed them or do whatever it was that they weren't listening to me about the first time.
Others tell me that they boys are so good or so sweet or whatever to which I often reply, "that's because you don't live with them." I'm joking, of course, as I love them dearly. But the nerves do take a beating. Then they do something that makes me realize why people say they are good or sweet, etc. I've noticed lately that 99% of the time that Alex asks for something he says, "Pwease I have some (fill in the blank here)?" He really starts almost every request for whatever he wants by asking "please." When you give it to him, he says "thank you" most of the time (though please is more frequent than the return thank you). If you tell him no he can't have it (as is the case when the request is "pwease I have a cookie" 2 minutes before dinner), he'll just ask for something else most of the time and that will bring another "pwease." It's really quite sweet. Not to be outdone, I've noticed Ethan's good manners lately as well. If you ask Ethan to do something or help with something, his normal response these days is, "yes, ma'am." If you ask him a yes/no question, he'll answer yes or no "ma'am" or "sir." I can't take full credit for that one as I think he probably picked that up at school somewhat but it sounds so very, very sweet to hear to a 5 year old little voice say "Yes, ma'am, I wilw" [will has a "w" sound at the end of it] when you ask him to hang up his coat or put his shoes away or to hear "no thank you ma'am" when you ask if he wants more applesauce.
Somewhere in all the chaos that is our lives with 3 young boys, we've managed to give them a head start on good manners and it sounds so very sweet. I even heard Ethan tell Cameron thank you the other day when he took his folder away from Cameron who was chewing on it at the time: "Thanks, Cam. I need to put this in my bookbag now." That one he did get from me as I always do that when taking something from Cameron or giving him something he wants - "thank you, Cameron, Mama will take that" or "Thanks, Mama" talking for him when giving him a bottle, etc. I did that with the boys when they were younger also. I do think that's where the please, thank you & you're welcome came from but I'll still credit his teachers for instilling the "sir" and "ma'am" protocol into Ethan.
As the weeks seems to fly by and I get muddled in the ... well... chaos of the daily grind, I will allow myself this moment to pat myself (& Steve) on the back for getting a good start to the manners that will guide these boys through their lives. I am not a perfect mom by any stretch but I think I got this one right.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
7 Months
Seven months ago today we met. I'd known you and you'd known me for several months but you met your brothers and your daddy for the very first time that day. Paga, aunts, uncles & cousins all saw your adorable little self right there with the rest of us that day. You were the precious little bundle that completed our perfect family of five. Cameron James Waters we named you and sang it all day. We loved you that first day, that first moment, that beautiful June 7th day.
Now here we are seven months later and your Nana & Grandma have had a chance to meet you, snuggle with you and play with you and they have fallen for you, too. More aunts, uncles & cousins have fallen for you as well. Not only do we all still love you, we can't imagine not having you in our lives. I can't imagine a time when I didn't have 3 beautiful babies, 3 wonderful sons to love. Your brothers can't imagine a time when you weren't here to play with. Your daddy can't imagine a time when the house wasn't full of your laughter or cries. We can't imagine that we only just met you 7 months ago and love you so much more today.
We think you've grown pretty attached to us as well. You love to laugh with Daddy and chase your brothers. You love to sit or sleep with Mama. You can't stand to be in your pack-n-play for long because that means you are all alone and you'd rather be playing with someone or chasing them as you quickly crawl around the floor. You laugh, you giggle, you gurgle, you snore - all your little sounds make us love you that much more.
Cameron James we love you. Happy 7 month birthday sweet, sweet baby, our dear one, our Cam.
Now here we are seven months later and your Nana & Grandma have had a chance to meet you, snuggle with you and play with you and they have fallen for you, too. More aunts, uncles & cousins have fallen for you as well. Not only do we all still love you, we can't imagine not having you in our lives. I can't imagine a time when I didn't have 3 beautiful babies, 3 wonderful sons to love. Your brothers can't imagine a time when you weren't here to play with. Your daddy can't imagine a time when the house wasn't full of your laughter or cries. We can't imagine that we only just met you 7 months ago and love you so much more today.
We think you've grown pretty attached to us as well. You love to laugh with Daddy and chase your brothers. You love to sit or sleep with Mama. You can't stand to be in your pack-n-play for long because that means you are all alone and you'd rather be playing with someone or chasing them as you quickly crawl around the floor. You laugh, you giggle, you gurgle, you snore - all your little sounds make us love you that much more.
Cameron James we love you. Happy 7 month birthday sweet, sweet baby, our dear one, our Cam.
Friday, January 6, 2012
A Good First Week
Most of us had a good start to the year. I think Ethan had the best but I'll let you be the judge.
Cameron
Cam is getting better at sleeping by himself in the crib or pack and play. He now spends at least half the night sleeping by himself. He also has changed night eating habits (finally). Up until this week, he'd have a bottle at 8, then about 11:30 or 12:00 and then 3:30-4:00 and then again at 6:30 or 7:00. This week he finally decided to let me sleep longer. He'll take a bottle about 10:30 or 11:00 and then sleep till 5:30. Yep - 5:30...4 nights in a row (& yes, I know by putting that in writing, I've just ruined it and he'll wake up at 3 again). That's about 6 full hours of sleep he's giving me. The only downside is that when he finally wakes at 5:30, he's starving and while it takes only a few minutes to fix a bottle, that's way too long for him. Thankfully, his brother's are sound sleepers so he hasn't awakened them yet.
Alexander
Alex had a so-so week. He was in trouble every day but he also had moments each day where he was so cute, I just couldn't stand it. Tonight, for example, when I picked them up from Steve, Alex looked like he had just awakened. I was trying to unbuckle him to get him in my car and he started crying. I asked him what he wanted and he said, "I dust want you, Mama." He was really, really tired and he just wanted me - he just wanted to snuggle with me. Made my heart melt. Then he fell asleep in my car and did the same thing when we got home only here at home, he cried until I could sit down and snuggle with him for a few minutes till he fully awoke - then he was fine and rotten again. It's those sweet moments when he just wants Mama or when he smiles with those dimples that make this a good week for him despite his bad behavior.
Ethan
As you've already read, Ethan lost his first tooth this week. Then wonder of wonders, the Tooth Fairy brought him TWO whole dollars & took his tooth away. He came running to show me this morning. He had put his tooth in a baggie under his pillow last night and this morning, the tooth was gone and there were 2 dollars in there instead. That wasn't all that happened with Ethan this week though. Today he was evaluated again at school on his progress and he got all of his letters, letter sounds & sight words - he got them ALL!!! He had been having problems with a few of them but today he nailed it! His teacher was excited about it, too, and sent me an email at work to let me know.
Tara
I went back to work after 12 days off on Tuesday. I have been pretty much on-time to work when not going there from the chiropractor's office and yet even when going to the chiropractor first, am still getting to work fairly quickly and getting caught up & able to leave work on time. I'm always late - for everything (Ethan was early to school every day this week - not just on time but early) so for me to be punctual is progress. Leaving work on time is a bonus as that means Steve can be on time to work since he can't go in till I pick up the boys from him. I even beat him to work twice this week. I've also started making progress at the chiropractor's office and am finally getting a little relief in my back. It'll be a while before I'm "good" but at least I can tell a difference.
Steve
Steve made chili for dinner one night this week that was so good Ethan asked for seconds. He made bean soup today - though it's not quite done yet. It's only not done because he had to run a bunch of errands today so he had it on low all day. It'll be yummy to eat all weekend though. He's been on time to work all week (because I was able to leave work on time) and got to sleep in most days as Cameron goes back to sleep after that 5:30 bottle and sleeps till about 10:00. He's gotten to take naps each day as well (except probably today as I doubt he had time with the errands he was doing). Special bonus for him - he got to laugh at me and my little freak out over trying to pull Ethan's tooth - he found that especially funny.
So all in all - the Waters clan here had a pretty good week. I definitely think Ethan's was the best but as I said, I'll let you decide for yourself.
Cameron
Cam is getting better at sleeping by himself in the crib or pack and play. He now spends at least half the night sleeping by himself. He also has changed night eating habits (finally). Up until this week, he'd have a bottle at 8, then about 11:30 or 12:00 and then 3:30-4:00 and then again at 6:30 or 7:00. This week he finally decided to let me sleep longer. He'll take a bottle about 10:30 or 11:00 and then sleep till 5:30. Yep - 5:30...4 nights in a row (& yes, I know by putting that in writing, I've just ruined it and he'll wake up at 3 again). That's about 6 full hours of sleep he's giving me. The only downside is that when he finally wakes at 5:30, he's starving and while it takes only a few minutes to fix a bottle, that's way too long for him. Thankfully, his brother's are sound sleepers so he hasn't awakened them yet.
Alexander
Alex had a so-so week. He was in trouble every day but he also had moments each day where he was so cute, I just couldn't stand it. Tonight, for example, when I picked them up from Steve, Alex looked like he had just awakened. I was trying to unbuckle him to get him in my car and he started crying. I asked him what he wanted and he said, "I dust want you, Mama." He was really, really tired and he just wanted me - he just wanted to snuggle with me. Made my heart melt. Then he fell asleep in my car and did the same thing when we got home only here at home, he cried until I could sit down and snuggle with him for a few minutes till he fully awoke - then he was fine and rotten again. It's those sweet moments when he just wants Mama or when he smiles with those dimples that make this a good week for him despite his bad behavior.
Ethan
As you've already read, Ethan lost his first tooth this week. Then wonder of wonders, the Tooth Fairy brought him TWO whole dollars & took his tooth away. He came running to show me this morning. He had put his tooth in a baggie under his pillow last night and this morning, the tooth was gone and there were 2 dollars in there instead. That wasn't all that happened with Ethan this week though. Today he was evaluated again at school on his progress and he got all of his letters, letter sounds & sight words - he got them ALL!!! He had been having problems with a few of them but today he nailed it! His teacher was excited about it, too, and sent me an email at work to let me know.
Tara
I went back to work after 12 days off on Tuesday. I have been pretty much on-time to work when not going there from the chiropractor's office and yet even when going to the chiropractor first, am still getting to work fairly quickly and getting caught up & able to leave work on time. I'm always late - for everything (Ethan was early to school every day this week - not just on time but early) so for me to be punctual is progress. Leaving work on time is a bonus as that means Steve can be on time to work since he can't go in till I pick up the boys from him. I even beat him to work twice this week. I've also started making progress at the chiropractor's office and am finally getting a little relief in my back. It'll be a while before I'm "good" but at least I can tell a difference.
Steve
Steve made chili for dinner one night this week that was so good Ethan asked for seconds. He made bean soup today - though it's not quite done yet. It's only not done because he had to run a bunch of errands today so he had it on low all day. It'll be yummy to eat all weekend though. He's been on time to work all week (because I was able to leave work on time) and got to sleep in most days as Cameron goes back to sleep after that 5:30 bottle and sleeps till about 10:00. He's gotten to take naps each day as well (except probably today as I doubt he had time with the errands he was doing). Special bonus for him - he got to laugh at me and my little freak out over trying to pull Ethan's tooth - he found that especially funny.
So all in all - the Waters clan here had a pretty good week. I definitely think Ethan's was the best but as I said, I'll let you decide for yourself.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
The Loose Tooth
Another Milestone!
Ethan told me Monday night that his tooth was loose. This was about the 5th thing he'd gotten out of bed to tell me so I told him to go back to bed and he could show me the next day. I then forgot all about it entirely. Tuesday evening he told me again that it was loose and I non-nonchalantly said ok we'll check it later as I continued getting food ready for dinner. I still hadn't actually seen the tooth. At bedtime I finally remembered the tooth and had him show me. I was expecting it to be just slightly loose and he wouldn't let me touch it but from the looks of it, it was way looser than I had thought it would be.
Yesterday as we got ready for school, he kept wiggling the tooth. As I dried my hair & brushed my teeth, he was putting his shoes on - or so I thought. Everytime I looked at him, he was wiggling the tooth instead of putting on the shoes. He finally got the shoes on and gingerly brushed his teeth. I assured him the tooth would come out soon enough and the tooth fairy would come. On the way to school, I told him it was so cool that he was about to lose his first tooth and Cameron was going to get his first tooth. He asked me if Cameron was going to get a loose tooth, too. I laughed and told him yes but first he had to get his first tooth and then when he's about Ethan's age, it'll get loose. He thought about it a second and asked when Cameron's tooth would be in his mouth. I told him I'm not sure but that he's been teething lately so I expect to see something breaking the surface pretty soon (at least I sure hope so cause he's getting unbearable with the whineys).
When I got home from work yesterday, he was quick to tell me his tooth was "weawwy, weawwy woose now." He showed me and he was right - it was barely hanging on. After dinner and homework I was supposed to help him get it out. Daddy had told him Mama would help him. Of course, Mama would help him - Mama is the one that fixes cuts & scrapes - I can handle any amount of blood these rough & tumble boys draw on each other (at 3 years old, Alex has gashed his head open twice and I haven't flinched in fixing it); Mama is the one that cleans all kinds of nasty poopy diapers without gagging (Daddy does diapers, too, but he gags through the nasty ones); Mama can handle it with ease when they are puking and even encourages them to go ahead and puke it all out on her when they are really sick (I've already got puke on me at that point so let's just get it all out at once, right?). Mama can handle all that so she can handle pulling one tooth that's so loose it's barely in his mouth, right? WRONG!!! I thought, no big deal but as soon as I touched that tooth, I started freaking out. Imagine jazz hands and the heebee-geebees at the same times. That was me - I said "I'm sorry, honey, let's have Daddy do it." Thankfully, Daddy was off work so home at bedtime to help with this.
We proceed upstairs to Daddy for help. He laughs at me and says, "well, get me some dental floss to put on the tooth." Jazz-hands-heebee-geebees. "No, no. I can't." Steve still laughing looks at Ethan's tooth and then back at me and says "yeah or get me some string from the thread box." Jazz-hands-heebee-geebees. "No, no, oh no, NO!" I don't recall ever being wigged out like this before and don't know what does it but the thought of having anything to do with taking that tooth out of his mouth - the small tug it would take to remove it from the tiny remaining piece of gum tissue - had me completely freaked. I said "Ethan, let's just wait and see if it comes out by itself tomorrow. If it doesn't, we'll take it out tomorrow night." He thankfully agreed and I thought to myself - if it doesn't come out by itself, I'm gonna take him to Steve's work at bedtime cause there's no way I can do it.
This morning getting ready for school again he was wiggling that little tooth like mad. He stopped and said "Mama, I'm not gonna eat anything hard today." Actually, he may have said that yesterday - I can't remember but it was cute when he said it. He again gingerly brushed his teeth with my help this time to make sure he got them clean while working around that tooth. I thought about him all day today and that tooth and finally after school, I got a text. I immediately called home.
Steve handed the phone off to Ethan and he said "Mama, my loose tooth came out. I was dust eatin' a cookie and I didn't know that it comed out but it dust come out when I was eatin' the cookie." I said, "it did! That's great - do you have the tooth?" He said "yeah, we need to put it in a bag." I asked, "In a bag? You mean a bag to put it in to put under your pillow for the tooth fairy to get it?" He said, "yeah, in a bag, do you know where the bags are where it goes?" I told him, "they should be in the kitchen on the counter - little sandwich ziploc bags." Ethan, "did you hear that Daddy? They're in the kitchen." It was so stinking cute.
He passed the phone off as he ran to the kitchen and then I had to get back to work. I immediately told everyone I could find at work and posted to facebook of course. Cutest thing ever. I couldn't wait to see his cute little almost toothless grin.
Ethan told me Monday night that his tooth was loose. This was about the 5th thing he'd gotten out of bed to tell me so I told him to go back to bed and he could show me the next day. I then forgot all about it entirely. Tuesday evening he told me again that it was loose and I non-nonchalantly said ok we'll check it later as I continued getting food ready for dinner. I still hadn't actually seen the tooth. At bedtime I finally remembered the tooth and had him show me. I was expecting it to be just slightly loose and he wouldn't let me touch it but from the looks of it, it was way looser than I had thought it would be.
Yesterday as we got ready for school, he kept wiggling the tooth. As I dried my hair & brushed my teeth, he was putting his shoes on - or so I thought. Everytime I looked at him, he was wiggling the tooth instead of putting on the shoes. He finally got the shoes on and gingerly brushed his teeth. I assured him the tooth would come out soon enough and the tooth fairy would come. On the way to school, I told him it was so cool that he was about to lose his first tooth and Cameron was going to get his first tooth. He asked me if Cameron was going to get a loose tooth, too. I laughed and told him yes but first he had to get his first tooth and then when he's about Ethan's age, it'll get loose. He thought about it a second and asked when Cameron's tooth would be in his mouth. I told him I'm not sure but that he's been teething lately so I expect to see something breaking the surface pretty soon (at least I sure hope so cause he's getting unbearable with the whineys).
When I got home from work yesterday, he was quick to tell me his tooth was "weawwy, weawwy woose now." He showed me and he was right - it was barely hanging on. After dinner and homework I was supposed to help him get it out. Daddy had told him Mama would help him. Of course, Mama would help him - Mama is the one that fixes cuts & scrapes - I can handle any amount of blood these rough & tumble boys draw on each other (at 3 years old, Alex has gashed his head open twice and I haven't flinched in fixing it); Mama is the one that cleans all kinds of nasty poopy diapers without gagging (Daddy does diapers, too, but he gags through the nasty ones); Mama can handle it with ease when they are puking and even encourages them to go ahead and puke it all out on her when they are really sick (I've already got puke on me at that point so let's just get it all out at once, right?). Mama can handle all that so she can handle pulling one tooth that's so loose it's barely in his mouth, right? WRONG!!! I thought, no big deal but as soon as I touched that tooth, I started freaking out. Imagine jazz hands and the heebee-geebees at the same times. That was me - I said "I'm sorry, honey, let's have Daddy do it." Thankfully, Daddy was off work so home at bedtime to help with this.
We proceed upstairs to Daddy for help. He laughs at me and says, "well, get me some dental floss to put on the tooth." Jazz-hands-heebee-geebees. "No, no. I can't." Steve still laughing looks at Ethan's tooth and then back at me and says "yeah or get me some string from the thread box." Jazz-hands-heebee-geebees. "No, no, oh no, NO!" I don't recall ever being wigged out like this before and don't know what does it but the thought of having anything to do with taking that tooth out of his mouth - the small tug it would take to remove it from the tiny remaining piece of gum tissue - had me completely freaked. I said "Ethan, let's just wait and see if it comes out by itself tomorrow. If it doesn't, we'll take it out tomorrow night." He thankfully agreed and I thought to myself - if it doesn't come out by itself, I'm gonna take him to Steve's work at bedtime cause there's no way I can do it.
This morning getting ready for school again he was wiggling that little tooth like mad. He stopped and said "Mama, I'm not gonna eat anything hard today." Actually, he may have said that yesterday - I can't remember but it was cute when he said it. He again gingerly brushed his teeth with my help this time to make sure he got them clean while working around that tooth. I thought about him all day today and that tooth and finally after school, I got a text. I immediately called home.
Steve handed the phone off to Ethan and he said "Mama, my loose tooth came out. I was dust eatin' a cookie and I didn't know that it comed out but it dust come out when I was eatin' the cookie." I said, "it did! That's great - do you have the tooth?" He said "yeah, we need to put it in a bag." I asked, "In a bag? You mean a bag to put it in to put under your pillow for the tooth fairy to get it?" He said, "yeah, in a bag, do you know where the bags are where it goes?" I told him, "they should be in the kitchen on the counter - little sandwich ziploc bags." Ethan, "did you hear that Daddy? They're in the kitchen." It was so stinking cute.
He passed the phone off as he ran to the kitchen and then I had to get back to work. I immediately told everyone I could find at work and posted to facebook of course. Cutest thing ever. I couldn't wait to see his cute little almost toothless grin.
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Monday, January 2, 2012
A Good Start
We're off to a good start on our year. Ethan made it to school on time today (10 minutes to spare even) and got "blue" (you start on green each day & go up to blue, then purple, then pink for doing good things or down to yellow, then orange then red for bad behavior) in school. He earned 5 out of 7 stickers on his chore board - he missed loading the dishwasher (he wouldn't help me) & feeding blaster (I told him 3 times and he kept telling me he had food - he had 4 little pieces - that doesn't quite do it). Alex earned 4 out of 7 but I think we need to change a couple of his - the first is "listen, listen, listen" & then 2nd is "follow instructions" - that's sort of the same thing so if he misses one, he's probably missed the other. The other one he missed out on was being nice - he was talking to mean to Cameron & hitting Ethan so there went that one. He did, however, take a nap & behave the rest of the day - it seems Ethan coming home from school sends him down a bad spiral which we need to work on.
Last day of my vacation went fairly well. I had been thinking Cameron had an ear infection - he's been miserable for days. I can tell but outsiders may not have. He just wasn't as happy and playful as usual. He's been overly clingy and just not talkative. I still think he may have had an ear infection but they don't all require antibiotics so maybe he's kicking it on his own cause he was in rare form today. Had a rough night last night cause he woke up at 1 and didn't go back to sleep till 3 - I now realize that wasn't that he didn't feel well - he just wanted to play. He finally went back to sleep and when he awoke again, it was time to get Ethan up for school. I gave him a bottle and put him in the pack-and-play & when I got home, he & Steve were sound asleep and Alex was watching Spongebob. I went back to sleep having had only about 4 hours sleep up to then & Cam & I both woke up at 11:00. He then played until 4:00 when he took another short nap & started playing again. He crawled around the floor for a bit chasing Alex (& got mad at Alex when he wouldn't play with him - kept having to chase after Alex when Alex would move away), then moved to the exersaucer, then when Ethan came home, moved on to playing with them both. Don't get me wrong, he had some Daddy time before he went to work & then had some Mama time laughing & giggling & a bit of a tickle fest. He was definitely back to his normal self and then some this evening. So thankful for that.
Alex does need work (see 1st paragraph) but he'll get there. Now that I've seen him for 10+ days and saw how he was with Ethan home and without Ethan home, I definitely think his attitude problems kick in when he's not the "lead dog" sort of speak. He likes being the oldest and when Ethan gets home, he's not anymore and he starts acting out. Have to find a way to make him see that he's still special and the middle child is an awesome place to be.
Not looking forward to going back to work tomorrow only because I won't get a nap mid-day. I have to admit, naps are really really awesome. I didn't get one everyday I was home but I had the option (or more of an option than I do when at work anyway). I'll also miss my little munchkins but we have clean floors now in their room and the living room and assuming it's that way when I get home from work, we can play one of our great new board games we got for Christmas. Some geniuses in my family got us those (Aunt Katie (I think) & Nana).
Boys are all asleep so I think I'm going to head there myself as I'm sure Cam will be up soon for a bottle and late night growl fest. Night all.
Last day of my vacation went fairly well. I had been thinking Cameron had an ear infection - he's been miserable for days. I can tell but outsiders may not have. He just wasn't as happy and playful as usual. He's been overly clingy and just not talkative. I still think he may have had an ear infection but they don't all require antibiotics so maybe he's kicking it on his own cause he was in rare form today. Had a rough night last night cause he woke up at 1 and didn't go back to sleep till 3 - I now realize that wasn't that he didn't feel well - he just wanted to play. He finally went back to sleep and when he awoke again, it was time to get Ethan up for school. I gave him a bottle and put him in the pack-and-play & when I got home, he & Steve were sound asleep and Alex was watching Spongebob. I went back to sleep having had only about 4 hours sleep up to then & Cam & I both woke up at 11:00. He then played until 4:00 when he took another short nap & started playing again. He crawled around the floor for a bit chasing Alex (& got mad at Alex when he wouldn't play with him - kept having to chase after Alex when Alex would move away), then moved to the exersaucer, then when Ethan came home, moved on to playing with them both. Don't get me wrong, he had some Daddy time before he went to work & then had some Mama time laughing & giggling & a bit of a tickle fest. He was definitely back to his normal self and then some this evening. So thankful for that.
Alex does need work (see 1st paragraph) but he'll get there. Now that I've seen him for 10+ days and saw how he was with Ethan home and without Ethan home, I definitely think his attitude problems kick in when he's not the "lead dog" sort of speak. He likes being the oldest and when Ethan gets home, he's not anymore and he starts acting out. Have to find a way to make him see that he's still special and the middle child is an awesome place to be.
Not looking forward to going back to work tomorrow only because I won't get a nap mid-day. I have to admit, naps are really really awesome. I didn't get one everyday I was home but I had the option (or more of an option than I do when at work anyway). I'll also miss my little munchkins but we have clean floors now in their room and the living room and assuming it's that way when I get home from work, we can play one of our great new board games we got for Christmas. Some geniuses in my family got us those (Aunt Katie (I think) & Nana).
Boys are all asleep so I think I'm going to head there myself as I'm sure Cam will be up soon for a bottle and late night growl fest. Night all.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Our New Year
Resolution
It's simple - my new year's resolution is to get back to blogging. My hope is to do it at least 5 times a week but we'll see how it goes. This is the 1st resolution.
My 2nd resolution, which anyone who's been to my house will say is definitely in need, is to declutter & purge so we can actually do stuff at home. While I've been home for Christmas vacation, we've kept the living room fairly clean which has allowed Cameron to crawl all around and explore the place but has also allowed us to play games in the living room and color and have fun. We even played "Cars Trouble" on New Years Eve waiting for the ball to drop, the boys loved it. "Superhero Memory" was another fun time this week. All made possible by decluttering the living room enough to have clean floor space on which to play. So next up, cleaning & purging in the boys' room, our room & the kitchen. We have so many toys, most of which are broken or missing parts, that all need to go and so many clothes that are out dated and/or never worn. Why do we keep these? Yes, it was a favorite dress - but I'm not going to wear it again so it has to go. The kitchen is full of mis-matched pots/pans & bowls & pie pans, etc, and we use the same ones ALL the time. We keep gadgets thinking we'll one day use them, but if we haven't used it since the 1st time we took it out of the box, it has to go. We need space for homework & baking with the boys & playing games so declutter is on the agenda.
Tradition
As our usual, we all stayed up to watch the ball drop last night. In the past, Alex has fallen asleep at 11:45pm but this time even he made it the whole time. I thought Cameron was going to pass out at 10:00 with his bottle but his ears are hurting him a bit (pretty sure he has an ear infection - either that or it's just teething pain making him clingy) so when he finished the bottle and almost fell asleep by himself, he instead demanded I sit with him & rock him. He lays his cheek on my cheek as we rock - so sweet. Then when he's soothed enough, he'll move his head to lay on my shoulder or something - that's usually the sign he's ready to let me put him to sleep. However, the boys & Steve were playing Trouble and that was too entertaining to allow those tired little eyes to go to sleep. This suited me just fine as I prefer to let us all ring in the new year THEN go to bed.
The only problem with this tradition is that today - New Year's Day - was Sunday meaning we had to get up for church. On the plus side, we did have breakfast at church & Ethan's class was having a PJ party so I was letting Alex go in his PJs as well which cut down on our getting ready time. Even the after church nap though hasn't gotten rid of the lack of sleep cranky's the boys seem to have. Ethan & Alex are pushing each other's buttons and making each other cry and then 5 seconds later helping each other & playing with Cameron.
Things to work on (but not calling them resolutions)
1) Get Ethan to school on time - he's been 2 minutes late to school enough times that we've gotten a letter on truancy from the school (even tardies count towards truancy). This must stop & it will.
2) Get Alex to eat when it's time to eat. Alex always has some reason why he doesn't want to eat what we're having - even if it's his favorite food. Then he'll be hungry an hour later. New rule - if you don't eat when it's time to eat, you don't eat till the next meal. That's not really a new rule, it's just that we plan to enforce it now.
3) Get Cameron to eat more than just sweet potatoes & bananas & pears. He's seriously got to branch out and so far, he's having a screaming fit with any other options.
4) Chores - both boys now have a "chore chart" - there are actual chores like picking up toys, loading the dishwasher, putting dirty clothes where they go, putting their clothes away, etc. But there are other things they need to work on like for Ethan getting "green" at school (or better) & for Alex listening & doing what he's told (a major problem for him). They can get a sticker for each thing they do each day & if they get 30, 40 or 49 (7 chores, 7 days of the week) they get different levels of rewards. Hopefully this system will work for us. Ethan at least is anxious to do his chores now so he gets the stickers.
From Ethan: Hapee Nu Yeer! (he told me how to spell it)
From Alex: The ball dropped, it's a new year - YAY!
I think that's enough for this post. Hopefully you'll hear from us again tomorrow.
It's simple - my new year's resolution is to get back to blogging. My hope is to do it at least 5 times a week but we'll see how it goes. This is the 1st resolution.
My 2nd resolution, which anyone who's been to my house will say is definitely in need, is to declutter & purge so we can actually do stuff at home. While I've been home for Christmas vacation, we've kept the living room fairly clean which has allowed Cameron to crawl all around and explore the place but has also allowed us to play games in the living room and color and have fun. We even played "Cars Trouble" on New Years Eve waiting for the ball to drop, the boys loved it. "Superhero Memory" was another fun time this week. All made possible by decluttering the living room enough to have clean floor space on which to play. So next up, cleaning & purging in the boys' room, our room & the kitchen. We have so many toys, most of which are broken or missing parts, that all need to go and so many clothes that are out dated and/or never worn. Why do we keep these? Yes, it was a favorite dress - but I'm not going to wear it again so it has to go. The kitchen is full of mis-matched pots/pans & bowls & pie pans, etc, and we use the same ones ALL the time. We keep gadgets thinking we'll one day use them, but if we haven't used it since the 1st time we took it out of the box, it has to go. We need space for homework & baking with the boys & playing games so declutter is on the agenda.
Tradition
As our usual, we all stayed up to watch the ball drop last night. In the past, Alex has fallen asleep at 11:45pm but this time even he made it the whole time. I thought Cameron was going to pass out at 10:00 with his bottle but his ears are hurting him a bit (pretty sure he has an ear infection - either that or it's just teething pain making him clingy) so when he finished the bottle and almost fell asleep by himself, he instead demanded I sit with him & rock him. He lays his cheek on my cheek as we rock - so sweet. Then when he's soothed enough, he'll move his head to lay on my shoulder or something - that's usually the sign he's ready to let me put him to sleep. However, the boys & Steve were playing Trouble and that was too entertaining to allow those tired little eyes to go to sleep. This suited me just fine as I prefer to let us all ring in the new year THEN go to bed.
The only problem with this tradition is that today - New Year's Day - was Sunday meaning we had to get up for church. On the plus side, we did have breakfast at church & Ethan's class was having a PJ party so I was letting Alex go in his PJs as well which cut down on our getting ready time. Even the after church nap though hasn't gotten rid of the lack of sleep cranky's the boys seem to have. Ethan & Alex are pushing each other's buttons and making each other cry and then 5 seconds later helping each other & playing with Cameron.
Things to work on (but not calling them resolutions)
1) Get Ethan to school on time - he's been 2 minutes late to school enough times that we've gotten a letter on truancy from the school (even tardies count towards truancy). This must stop & it will.
2) Get Alex to eat when it's time to eat. Alex always has some reason why he doesn't want to eat what we're having - even if it's his favorite food. Then he'll be hungry an hour later. New rule - if you don't eat when it's time to eat, you don't eat till the next meal. That's not really a new rule, it's just that we plan to enforce it now.
3) Get Cameron to eat more than just sweet potatoes & bananas & pears. He's seriously got to branch out and so far, he's having a screaming fit with any other options.
4) Chores - both boys now have a "chore chart" - there are actual chores like picking up toys, loading the dishwasher, putting dirty clothes where they go, putting their clothes away, etc. But there are other things they need to work on like for Ethan getting "green" at school (or better) & for Alex listening & doing what he's told (a major problem for him). They can get a sticker for each thing they do each day & if they get 30, 40 or 49 (7 chores, 7 days of the week) they get different levels of rewards. Hopefully this system will work for us. Ethan at least is anxious to do his chores now so he gets the stickers.
From Ethan: Hapee Nu Yeer! (he told me how to spell it)
From Alex: The ball dropped, it's a new year - YAY!
I think that's enough for this post. Hopefully you'll hear from us again tomorrow.
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