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Thursday, March 29, 2007

I love my kids, I love my kids...

But MAN it's kind of been a long week.

What's that you say? It's only Thursday? Ahhh, geez.

Put the kids down for naps right after lunch, and Ed was up gabbing at 1:59. OBJECTION!! I say. Overruled, says Eddie. He's up. But it's only 2:29 now and I'm going to let him hang out in there for a bit. He's happy.

This has been my first "full week" with Jayla and she is SUCH a doll but even though she's only here for 1.5 hours I do seem to get significantly less done around the house than I would like. By which I mean that I have not had a chance to pick up my book all week. Rats!

Nicole Watson's mom (occasionally commenting here as The Madwoman of Preserve Path) as a new blog. She's a great writer and very funny so check it out if you have time.

I am boring the living daylights out of myself. Sincerest apologies.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Some photos




...courtesy of Pat Watson, our photog-on-retainer, of course. I was totally hoarding these photos because I am ordering big prints for our walls (yes, I am FINALLY getting pix of my kids up in my house!)... but then I realized that many of you are never going to come over.

Not that you're not invited, of course... ;)

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Yeah, it makes me smile...

I'm super-hooked on Lily Allen's CD "Alright, Still". It's been a really long time since I had a new CD that really made me happy! Even though the lyrics are actually really, um, jaded-urban-Gen-Y, maybe? Whatevs, I like her British accent. So I've been surreptitially listening to Lily (too many swears for baby ears) when I can. Thanks Stu!

GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY, could you even imagine a more beautiful weekend? 70s and sunny and so lovely. We got the garage cleaned out (including the removal of truly revolting amounts of mouse messes), I went to Target three times, and we got the laundry and groceries taken care of for the week (I think).

I also agreed to teach some more dance lessons for a couple from my current Latin class and some people in their condo-building. This will be a great night-job if it carries on. I was sort of looking forward to not-teaching for a while but it seems like it will be a good gig so I may as well give it a go.

Alley Joel and Cara were putzing in their garage on Saturday so we all had a barbecue right before the rain came. The kids fawned all over Jean and Cara; it was fun to see.

The kids spent kind of a lot of time this weekend at the playground; thank goodness it's only a block away! They both love the swings. Lucy is getting brave enough to do the slides by herself; unfortunately, so is Ed. That kid! I do not know what to do with a boy. We put him down in the sand for three seconds this morning and next thing we knew he was halfway across the playground, a third of the way up the steps. Oof. I know he's frustrated that he can't walk or keep up yet.

Oh, and I helped Jean buy, transport, and assemble some new bedroom furniture today. So fun! I love helping other people spend money. And I do love Ikea. I got a few frames for the kitchen in hopes of getting some pix of my kids actually up in the house here.

My sister Ellen ran in Chicago's "Shamrock Shuffle" today along with thirty thousand other people. My folks went to see her run and said it was a total madhouse. Can you even imagine? Ellen is also joining this sorta-almost-professional women's volleyball team in Chicago. She totally amazes me.

Tomorrow I start watching Jayla 5 days a week. I really want it to go well... I know it will just take some actual planning on my part, even though it's only 1.5 hours a day. It's supposed to be gorgeous again tomorrow... so I should probably go to sleep so I can get up and enjoy it, eh?

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running

I'm not sure what that lyric means but the song's been running through my head since it was playing at the Kids' Museum this morning.

Yurk! I can't believe I haven't posted in nigh-on a week.

We had a wonderful trip to Illinois over the weekend. Spent lots of good grandparent-time (including seeing Aunt Eller and both my grandmas, what a treat!) and by the third night both kids were content sleeping in my folks' accommodations. We also got to see adorably pregnant Stulie and play Santa by bestowing upon them 2 gynormous bags of baby clothes. So we must be done having kids... we have no more baby clothes!

On Saturday my mom treated me, Joel, Lucy, Ellen and Grandma Jake to Seussical, the Musical at Conant High School. The show was not bad, and fun, and Lucy was rapt with attention (as was Grandma). Lu clapped at the end of every song and blew bubbles during the tub scene and got to meet some of the Whos after the show and she loved it.

Joel took Lucy on a date this evening to see Charlotte's Web at the $2 show. Well, $1 for two-year-olds. She talked all day about how she was going on "a date" after her nap. They got popcorn and she held her tinkle until after the show was over. Her only complaint was that there weren't any songs in this version (she knows all the songs from the 1973 version we have at home).

Oh! Which reminds me, Lucy has been wearing big-girl underpants for a week. She's had a few accidents, most of which have been my fault (like, not taking her directly to the pot after a longish grocery trip... or forgetting to diaper her for a nap). But she's doing pretty well. Man, that girl has a mind of her own -- you cannot force her to sit on the pot if she doesn't want to. Boy, oh boy. We had a slight problem tonight: Joel diapered her around 7:15 and by 7:45 (she goes to bed around 8) she had wet the diaper so much that it soaked through her jammy pants. She did tell me she was tinkling, as she was going... but it's as though wearing a diaper gives her license to just tinkle whenever. So, moms-who've-been-here... what should I do? Not diaper her until right before bedtime? Or do I have to buy those spendy "Feel-n-Learn" diapers that feel wet on her bottom and have her wear those at bedtime and naps?

I should say that Lucy did drink a lot of juice during her date. So that maybe exacerbated the problem.

Ed's still not walking, which is OK by me. That kid is going to have a major head injury by the time he's 2, I can almost guarantee it. No fear, no sense -- he just climbs up on everything.

I'm going to bed now... got another wild day ahead tomorrow...

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

300!

Not the movie.

This is my 300th post! Happy to me.

Joel and I are sitting in the living room right now with the TV actually off. OFF. OFF, do you hear me?!? I do not remember the TV being off ANY other evening in our house. Joel had on the Pussycat Dolls show, whatever-the-heck it is, and he started whining about how bad it was and I suggested (kiddingly!) that the TV could, indeed, be turned off and he actually went over and did it. And then swore about it for the next five minutes, while gnawing on some random pretzel crumbs and staring oddly at the darkened TV screen.

He's reading a month-old issue of Sports Illustrated now. Upp, now he's starting to wiggle. And swear again. Annnnnnd....

The TV's back on. Well it was a good 20 minutes, while it lasted. To be honest, I spent 10 of it on the phone with Jean.

Speaking of TV, I feel the need to admit that I have the teeniest crush on the guy who plays Tommy on The Black Donnellys. I am not the type to crush on actors. But I did read he was a ballet dancer (ballerino? ballet-man?) so maybe that has something to do with it. Joel knows about it and has started walking around with his cheeks sucked in, telling me to "get outta my bid'ness".

Know what bugs me? When people say "down south" when what they mean is "southern Minnesota." Because those two terms are not interchangeable.

Edward had his 12-month well-baby this morning. He's like almost 24 pounds and maybe 31" tall. Or something. They said 85th% for height and 80th% for weight. So he's a chunker, which should surprise nobody. His head is exactly average -- so take that, mean mall mom. :)

Drat! My battery's dying, I'd better go. Be well...

Monday, March 12, 2007

Gotta go!

A couple other Lucyisms I need to write down:

A couple weeks ago I was running a little short on temper. The ever-perceptive Lucy goes "Mommy, you mad at me?"

Me (after a deep breath): "No, honey, I'm not mad at you."

Lucy (after a thoughtful pause): "You... fussin'-ratin' at me?"

Awwww.

Also -- some kids have imaginary friends. Lucy has... imaginary words. Specifically: floo, fla, flow, and fisha-fasha.

It's really interesting to observe, because you can tell she uses them when she can't quite come up with the right word as quickly as she wants to use it. For example, when she doesn't like something or she thinks something is icky, she'll often call it "floo" or sometimes "flow and low."

Carol and I went out for drinks on Saturday night, to a local dive. I mean, it's a serious dive. So anyway, we're walking out the door at (a very modest) 11pm, and a woman steps out of the bushes sort of right into me. We just barely brushed shoulders; I didn't even think the contact warranted an "excuse me"... but the gal sorta shouted at us: "White hos gotta go!"

I mean, really. You know what Carol and I look like. Like minivan-drivin' moms. Though I suppose the gal was spot-on about the white part.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Musicals musicals! Spectcular spectacular!

Golly, I love a good live musical. Joel and Jean and I went to see Disney's "High School Musical" at the Children's Theatre Company on Friday night. My friend Katie Allen was the lead, Gabriella. She was amazing and the show was maybe one of the best 3-5 shows I have ever seen. The show is going to be opening on Broadway sometime in the next year or so and I cannot imagine a Broadway performance being any better than what we saw. Every single member of the cast was "on" the entire time; the staging, sound, and costumes were all incredibly engaging and professionally done. We'd seen the movie a few months ago and been unimpressed, but it really does make a much better live show. So congrats to everyone at CTC; really, really great job!

Joel and I took the kids to the Children's Museum again this morning. Man, do we love that place! They had face paints laid out for the kids to play with, and Lucy completely covered the lower half of her face in green (her favorite color). She was so happy. Joel drew Elvis-style blue glasses and black sideburns on Ned.

Saturday night Joel put on "The Music Man" DVD (the newer version with Kristin Chenoweth and Matthew Broderick) for Lucy. There's a song called "Shipoopi" in the show. When it started, Lucy turned to Joel incredulously and said "POOPY!??!" Joel told her it was "Shipoopi" and then they came upstairs for dinner. Lucy was saying "Poopy, poopy..." and I (thinking of potty training rather than Meredith Willson) said "Lu, we don't say 'poopy,' we say --"

Lu: "Shi-popo?"

That girl is like a sponge when it comes to songs. So she ran around the basement the rest of the evening, singing "Shipoopi, shipoopi, shipoopi" (which is how the song goes). I should also add that she was playing one of Eddie's plastic golf clubs like a trumpet. The next line of the song goes "the girl is hard to get," which Lu had misunderstood as "the guy is soaking wet." We laughed hard enough for her to realize she was hilarious, and she sang it all day today too. That is, when she isn't singing "a fair is a veritable smorgasbord, orgasbord, orgasbord" from the old animated Charlotte's Web movie from, like, 1973 or whatever. She was singing that one at the top of her lungs when she was supposed to be napping on Saturday.

Oh, I should also mention that Lu spent much of the day Friday wearing... a strand of pearls. And... that's it.

Eddie seems to be aging gracefully since his b-day -- though he still refuses to walk much. Oh, he did stand himself up and take three steps on his own this evening. And yesterday he took, maybe, 10 steps from Joel to me.

Ned and Lu spent about 5 minutes at the supper table tonight, screaming at each other. Screaming. It would have been really irritating, except you could tell they were just seeing what kinds of noises they could make. And it's really funny to watch someone let out a super-loud scream at the top of his lungs and then immediately take a huge bite of chili like nothing ever happened. Especially when he still has the light-blue remains of Elvis glasses painted on his face.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

My Eddie!

Happy 1st birthday to my baby man Ed.

Everybody (myself included) keeps saying "I can't believe it's been a year!" but it sure has.

My dad is in for the week -- he gets such a huge kick out of the kids and it's so fun to watch. It's also fun to watch him do all the dishes. :)

Well! Short & sweet today. I think I'll take a nap now.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Baseball on the radio, I'm so happy!

We went to story time at the Red Balloon Bookshop this morning (as we do every Tuesday, though I'm not sure how long we're going to continue -- Ed was WILD today and it's really hard getting him to chill through both story times... I'm getting ahead of myself)

There are actually 2 story times; first is Baby Time, for 0-2 year-olds. Each week Sara, the leader, sings "happy birthday" to whichever baby(s) have birthdays that week. And apparently I did a good job preparing Ed for this week; when Sara asked for birthdays, I exaggerate not, Ed stood up on my lap, waved his hand and went "Eh!" We sang to him (and to some kid named Luka, which I think confused Lucy because I have spent the entire last week gently reminding her that, no, it's not your birthday this week) and went on our merry way.

The second story time is for 2-3 y-os and Lucy gets way more out of that one. They do a couple little dances, I think is why. Well anyway, Kim (the leader) was dressing a toy dog (I'm not really sure why; I was try to keep Ed entertained) and she put some underwear on it and the little girl right next to Lucy got really excited and shouted out "Big boy underwear!!!" It was really funny.

Which is my segue to the Quest-for-Big-Girl-Underwear Report: while yesterday was kind of fair-to-middling (I had a heck of a time getting her to put down the toys and sit down on the pot), Lu was completely dry all morning today. Which included going at 9:30 and then holding it all the way through both storytimes AND lunch and then going again at 1:30, which seems like an unreal time for her to hold it but she sure did.

The little girl I've been watching (3 days a week, 1 hour each day) is now going to need watching 5 days a week, 1.5 hours each day. I just don't know whether or not I should do it.

Monday, March 05, 2007

Dur dur d'etre bebe!



At least, I sort of think that's how you say "it's so tough to be a baby" in French, though my source on that is the 8-year-old (as of 1992) French "house mix" singing sensation Jordy, so, you know, take it with a grain of salt.


Oh, so Ed fell asleep in the middle of lunch today. He got the leans midway through his second PBJ sammy and the next time I looked over, he was cashed.
In other news, we hooked ourselves up with a fambly membership to the Children's Museum, and I am super excited to make that a regular outing. We also started a toilet-learning sticker-chart/M&M-bribe system with Lucy. We'll see how it goes.