Sean is always telling me to use my mirrors when I am backing out of somewhere. I prefer someone, preferably not in the car, to tell me how much room I have. Mind you we have one of the biggest cars out there right now, a Suburban! (Note, today I filled up my gas tank for $113.00)
The other day I was backing out of the driveway. Sean was in the front yard with Mo and B. I asked him how much room I had before I plowed over the car parked in the street. Maura perks up "Use your mirrors, Mom." Just as I do with Sean, I made an excuse about not being able to see out of it. She said "Not that one mom; the other one (passenger side)."
She was right.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Chore Etiquette
The other day I was mopping the kitchen floor, something I must do a lot now that B is on the go. Maura wanted to help. She took the mop form me and began going over what I had already done. I kept telling her to come do this side. She would come over for a minute then back to the already done side. We had friends on their way over, so I was in a bit of a time crunch. After politley reminding her a few (hundred) times, she stops what she is doing looks right at me and says:
"Mom, I don't bother you when you are mopping the floor, do I?"
"Mom, I don't bother you when you are mopping the floor, do I?"
Mags is hanging with the big girls
This week Maura and Maggie are both in a summer camp. It is through the township and is designed for children 3-5. Last year Mo did it when she was almost three. This year Mags is doing it too. Even though they are only 13 months apart Mags seems much younger then Mo did this time last year. She just is much more needy and , well, just a lot less independent. I signed her up thinking, why not; Mo did it last year and if I am already driving Mo there, why not (same reason she went to swim boot camp? This past weekend I was really regretting my decision, both for Maggie's and for the teacher's sake. She is not ready, I thought. She'll need her milk at snack, they give juice; she does not like juice. I thought about going into a litany of things for the teacher of her quirks and my concerns, but I did not.
I am glad I did not. She did great. Without prompting, the teacher came over and told me how impressed she was with Mags. She could not believe she was so potty trained, put on her own shoes, and basically kept up with the older kids. I was relieved, impressed and proud.
We walked to the car, Mags started yelling "milk." I gave her her milk (I brought one knowing she would need it).She then screamed at me that she wanted her "wa wa." She basically broke down less then 15 feet from camp. I guess acting like a big girl really took a lot out of her.
The girls have been back every day this week and love it. No tears or even hesitation and drop off. It is amazing to see how they are growing up. I remember last year when I would drop Mo off she would call me back 10 times to "see this" or "tell me something." This year, I think if she could unbuckle her car seat (she can officially buckle herself in!!!) she would just jump out and go. They have the rest of this week and next. Hope it goes as smoothly.
I am glad I did not. She did great. Without prompting, the teacher came over and told me how impressed she was with Mags. She could not believe she was so potty trained, put on her own shoes, and basically kept up with the older kids. I was relieved, impressed and proud.
We walked to the car, Mags started yelling "milk." I gave her her milk (I brought one knowing she would need it).She then screamed at me that she wanted her "wa wa." She basically broke down less then 15 feet from camp. I guess acting like a big girl really took a lot out of her.
The girls have been back every day this week and love it. No tears or even hesitation and drop off. It is amazing to see how they are growing up. I remember last year when I would drop Mo off she would call me back 10 times to "see this" or "tell me something." This year, I think if she could unbuckle her car seat (she can officially buckle herself in!!!) she would just jump out and go. They have the rest of this week and next. Hope it goes as smoothly.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Happy Independence Day!
We had a great fourth of July weekend. We were home the whole weekend, but had lots to do. On Friday our neighborhood had the annual parade and picnic. The kids decorate their bikes/wagons/scooters, etc. and walk around the neighborhood with a firetruck escort. Mo decorated her bike and mags decorated her scooter. She was very cute when I asked her if she wanted to decorate her tricycle or scooter. She chose the scooter because she could do that herself (the tricycle has a bar that we can push her on) and she wanted to be a big girl in the parade. Isabel and Chloe came over and we headed up for the parade. As soon as the parade started we lost Mo and Isabel. They were right up front behind the firetruck. They rode the whole way by themselves. Mags needed a little more help. we stayed for a little for moonbounces and games. We then headed back for naps.
That evening we went to Aronimink for the big picnic. More moonbounces, face painting, cotton candy, popcorn, ice cream, light up jewelry, dancing, and, unfortunately, RAIN. Luckily they had put a tent up so we stayed dry while the girls got soaked running around in the rain. They had a ball and literally just rain around silly in the rain for about 30 minutes until i bribed them in with dessert. Then out they went again. The rain stopped for a bit and the fireworks still went off. We were doubtful. Sean wanted to call it a night around 7:00pm. But at 10:00 when we were pulling out of the driveway, we were glad we held out. B LOVED the fireworks. She watched them in total awe. I remember this time last year thinking I would have a baby any minute. B made us wait a little longer then we expected, but I would willingly do it again if I had a guarantee that this next baby would be just as good as B.
Saturday Sean golfed in the morning and the girls and i hung out around the house. They were very cute playing together. Maura and Maggie actually cleaned up the toys that were scattered all over the room... on their own, without being asked. it was a big task too. I was very proud. And pleased, as I did not have to do it now.
That evening we went to the Phillies game with the Smiths. The girls had a ball again. The ran around the suite playing mermaid, watched the game a bit, and got the biggest ice cream sundae ever! In a Phillies Phanantic bowl! We arrived home at midnight. The girls were great.
The next morning Mags and B got up around 9:15 and Mo slept till after 10. Needless to say, we missed 9:30 mass. We headed to church at Saint Norberts to surprise Mimi. We ended up spending the whole day there. We did crash the neighbors pool. The girls had a ball. Mo jumped off the diving board a lot. Mags practiced her floating. I tried to use this opportunity to get mo to join me in my quest for a pool in the backyard (Sean is totally against it). I said "Gee Maura, wouldn't it be great to have a pool in our yard. We'll have to ask Daddy for one." She replied "We do have a pool Mom." She's right. I did buy a pretty fancy blow up pool at BJs last week. I felt a little spoiled! I went shoe shopping with B and worked on favors for her party. We got home around 8:00pm and straight to bed. This morning the girls got up and went to camp... a great weekend!
That evening we went to Aronimink for the big picnic. More moonbounces, face painting, cotton candy, popcorn, ice cream, light up jewelry, dancing, and, unfortunately, RAIN. Luckily they had put a tent up so we stayed dry while the girls got soaked running around in the rain. They had a ball and literally just rain around silly in the rain for about 30 minutes until i bribed them in with dessert. Then out they went again. The rain stopped for a bit and the fireworks still went off. We were doubtful. Sean wanted to call it a night around 7:00pm. But at 10:00 when we were pulling out of the driveway, we were glad we held out. B LOVED the fireworks. She watched them in total awe. I remember this time last year thinking I would have a baby any minute. B made us wait a little longer then we expected, but I would willingly do it again if I had a guarantee that this next baby would be just as good as B.
Saturday Sean golfed in the morning and the girls and i hung out around the house. They were very cute playing together. Maura and Maggie actually cleaned up the toys that were scattered all over the room... on their own, without being asked. it was a big task too. I was very proud. And pleased, as I did not have to do it now.
That evening we went to the Phillies game with the Smiths. The girls had a ball again. The ran around the suite playing mermaid, watched the game a bit, and got the biggest ice cream sundae ever! In a Phillies Phanantic bowl! We arrived home at midnight. The girls were great.
The next morning Mags and B got up around 9:15 and Mo slept till after 10. Needless to say, we missed 9:30 mass. We headed to church at Saint Norberts to surprise Mimi. We ended up spending the whole day there. We did crash the neighbors pool. The girls had a ball. Mo jumped off the diving board a lot. Mags practiced her floating. I tried to use this opportunity to get mo to join me in my quest for a pool in the backyard (Sean is totally against it). I said "Gee Maura, wouldn't it be great to have a pool in our yard. We'll have to ask Daddy for one." She replied "We do have a pool Mom." She's right. I did buy a pretty fancy blow up pool at BJs last week. I felt a little spoiled! I went shoe shopping with B and worked on favors for her party. We got home around 8:00pm and straight to bed. This morning the girls got up and went to camp... a great weekend!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
I heart prunes!
When the girls were little and got constipated I would give them prune juice. For some odd reason, they all liked it. Mo must have misheard me one day and called it "poopy juice." So, obviously, that is what we call it now. Well, when the poopy juice got too messy (it stains) and the girls could chew bigger foods, I bought actual prunes. They like them too, sometimes too much.
When one of the girls is on the toilet and having a hard time pooping, they call me in there, tell me of their woes, and ask for a prune. It is a great talisman. I bring it in, no sooner, they are pooping. Sometimes they don't even put it in their mouth yet and it works. The other day Jameson went in and stole Mo's prune, luckily he doesn't like them (that could be messy) and somehow, Mo still pooped within seconds.
When one of the girls is on the toilet and having a hard time pooping, they call me in there, tell me of their woes, and ask for a prune. It is a great talisman. I bring it in, no sooner, they are pooping. Sometimes they don't even put it in their mouth yet and it works. The other day Jameson went in and stole Mo's prune, luckily he doesn't like them (that could be messy) and somehow, Mo still pooped within seconds.
Not following the rule...
I made a rule in our house... only one child can cry at a time (I know, I laugh at myself just reading it). I read it in a magazine, and that mother said it worked. Of course her kids weren't 3, 2 and 1. Every once in a while two will be crying and I will remind them of the rule and one will get annoyed, but will stop and wait a minute, then ask, "Is it my turn yet?"
Well today, no one followed the rule. I think it started with Maura, B joined in. Mo stopped, Mags started up, B continued, Maura jumped back on, Mags again, still B is going. I tried to remind them of the rule. In calm times both Mo and mags can repeat it. No one seemed to remember. I did what any good mother would.. I joined them!!
Well today, no one followed the rule. I think it started with Maura, B joined in. Mo stopped, Mags started up, B continued, Maura jumped back on, Mags again, still B is going. I tried to remind them of the rule. In calm times both Mo and mags can repeat it. No one seemed to remember. I did what any good mother would.. I joined them!!
Let's Rock and Roll
Whenever i am ready to go somewhere and head out the door, I say "Let's Rock and Roll." (Thanks Dad) I am sure it is annoying, but i do not even notice it, that was until one of my little mimickers mimicked me. Mags says it all the time now. From her it is indeed very cute. She'll put on her shoes, pick up her milk (and doll, and bear, and book, and whatever other 20 things she decides she needs to bring with us) and say "Rock and Roll." It really is quite charming.
In other rocking news B is at the stage where she climbs UP on everything. I am not sure this is a stage ALL 11 month olds go through, but all my 11 month olds have. B will climb on to the kid size picnic table. The stands on the "sit" of the sit-n-stand. She was standing in the doll stroller in the basement today. And the standard O'Reilly gal move, today the was trying to get up on the rocking chair. Each girl has stood on the chair backward and rocked. They sometimes rock pretty darn hard too.
Let's Rock and Roll!
In other rocking news B is at the stage where she climbs UP on everything. I am not sure this is a stage ALL 11 month olds go through, but all my 11 month olds have. B will climb on to the kid size picnic table. The stands on the "sit" of the sit-n-stand. She was standing in the doll stroller in the basement today. And the standard O'Reilly gal move, today the was trying to get up on the rocking chair. Each girl has stood on the chair backward and rocked. They sometimes rock pretty darn hard too.
Let's Rock and Roll!
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