Saturday, March 30, 2013
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Right now...
Lucy,
I love you with my whole body, but you are TIRED. You need to sleep.
Daddy just went up to your room and you shared the whisper goodnight. That's a good sign. When you're able to whisper "good night daddy". It means you're ready to sleep.
Sleep well. It makes for a happier tomorrow.
We love you!!
Mommy
I love you with my whole body, but you are TIRED. You need to sleep.
Daddy just went up to your room and you shared the whisper goodnight. That's a good sign. When you're able to whisper "good night daddy". It means you're ready to sleep.
Sleep well. It makes for a happier tomorrow.
We love you!!
Mommy
Spring Games
Friday, March 22, 2013
Middle School Perfect Storm
Ok... so it is not a middle school picture of mark wahlberg, but it is as young as I could find him on the interwebs.
Context: this is for my friend the Middle School teacher. And, a lesson for all young, awkward duded - it can get better.
Context: this is for my friend the Middle School teacher. And, a lesson for all young, awkward duded - it can get better.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Spring Sprong Sprung
It is starting to feel like spring again.
The yard is now a bright green and we've had to mow it twice already. We use a lawn service for fertilizing and moss abatement and are probably shooting ourselves in the foot by having one of the healthiest lawns in the neighborhood. Our next door neighbors have done nothing with their yard and they only mow every few weeks in the summer. By "they" I mean, Albert's father in law pulls out the push mower and deals with the yard when the kids want to play. They should invest in an electric or gas mower to make life easier, but it's not my place to mention how hot Grandpa looks as he mows the yard of his 30 year old son-in-law.
At least Albert's father-in-law doesn't let the yard get so long that he can't just run a mower over it. This is is a picture of our other neighbor and his super safe "once a year" mowing technique. I'm not sure what they are thinking - I saw the Scott's Lawn Service people servicing their yard last week. Don't they know a fertilized yard grows FASTER than one you ignore?
Oh well, the onset of spring brings up some anxiety. We have to stain the fence this year. Staining can only come after a good power wash. Thankfully, we picked up a pressure washer from (where else) Costco. We know we couldn't rent a washer for the price we paid and we will use it for a few things (the fence and moss removal on our driveway.)
The other stresser is the flower beds. Oh how I wish they would magically dig themselves up, lay down fabric, cover themselves in a non-rocky soil and plant themselves with easy but pretty blooms. My dad always said - wish in one hand and spit in the other and see which one gets full first. Perhaps now that Lucy can play outside while we work in the yard we won't be limited to 2 hour working sessions on the weekends. Now all I have to do is muster the desire to get it done.
We're expecting a storm tonight and tomorrow, but 50's this weekend. We have no weekend plans (other than seeing Rico in Jesus Christ Super Star this Friday) so perhaps we'll get moving on doing something with the yard. Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps.
The yard is now a bright green and we've had to mow it twice already. We use a lawn service for fertilizing and moss abatement and are probably shooting ourselves in the foot by having one of the healthiest lawns in the neighborhood. Our next door neighbors have done nothing with their yard and they only mow every few weeks in the summer. By "they" I mean, Albert's father in law pulls out the push mower and deals with the yard when the kids want to play. They should invest in an electric or gas mower to make life easier, but it's not my place to mention how hot Grandpa looks as he mows the yard of his 30 year old son-in-law.
Oh well, the onset of spring brings up some anxiety. We have to stain the fence this year. Staining can only come after a good power wash. Thankfully, we picked up a pressure washer from (where else) Costco. We know we couldn't rent a washer for the price we paid and we will use it for a few things (the fence and moss removal on our driveway.)
The other stresser is the flower beds. Oh how I wish they would magically dig themselves up, lay down fabric, cover themselves in a non-rocky soil and plant themselves with easy but pretty blooms. My dad always said - wish in one hand and spit in the other and see which one gets full first. Perhaps now that Lucy can play outside while we work in the yard we won't be limited to 2 hour working sessions on the weekends. Now all I have to do is muster the desire to get it done.
We're expecting a storm tonight and tomorrow, but 50's this weekend. We have no weekend plans (other than seeing Rico in Jesus Christ Super Star this Friday) so perhaps we'll get moving on doing something with the yard. Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Monday, March 11, 2013
Monster Shoes & a name change
I thought that the rate at which Lucy blew through clothes that first year was shocking but at the same time with each change of size 0-3 mos to 3-6 mos came with amazing developments in her personality.
The growth has seemed to calm down, we aren't completely changing wardrobes every three months, but her feet... oh man, I think her feet are growing at a stunning rate. Maybe it isn't the case, but now shoes are setting us back about $35-$50 a pair. This weekend we had her feet sized and ended up leaving the store with:
Dress Shoes - white sandals
Tennis Shoes - a girl must be able to run freely
Play Shoes for summer - ok, so maybe she doesn't 'need' keens but they were so great last summer because they work in the water, they work on rocky beaches, they also have toe coverage for the school playground that is covered in wood chips.
and, because we love options a pair of Red and Purple casual shoes.
Of course, her whole wardrobe is PINK and none of these shoes except for the fancy sandals really go all that well with a pink puffy girl, but she seems to prefer fun shoes. In fact, we are all very sad to retire the Yo Gabba Gabba vans. She growled at them every time she put them on. "Monster Shoes" - very cool.
We had been going to the stride rite store for shoes, but Jason suggested we stop at Nordstrom and while I loved the idea I must complain that the options were so good that we probably purchased at least one pair of shoes that we didn't 'need'. Stupid excellent service.
Lucy was great during our shopping adventure. She was delighted to get a balloon and when we were finished we stopped at the cafe for a cookie. She loved the idea of a cookie, but mostly sucked the green sugar off the top of her portion of the shamrock leaf. Oh, and she drank 90% of my sparkling lemon aid. "Screw that vanilla milk crap, mommy's juice is 10 hundred times better." Thankfully she's mastered the straw and no backwash happens. (backwash and snot bubbles gross me out. gag)
She was a bad napper this weekend, but slept well at night. I'm thinking the three hour naps might be gone until the next growth spurt. And there's the trade off, good sleep equates to big feet.
Oh, and here's a new development, she has been waking up really upset after these short naps. She's in a tantrum like state for about 10 minutes when she wakes up. I feel badly for her, because she's simply upset and there isn't much to do. We cuddle, comfort and keep her safe, but she's wailing and producing tears. Poor little bug.
Last bit of news. She corrected me this weekend when I called her Lucy. "No mama, Lucia!" So, I told the day care today that they have to stop calling her Lucia and call her Lucy. I love them a lot, but she is Lucy. It would be so wrong for me to call a kid named Juan John unless asked to by the parents or little Juan himself. At 2 - it's too early for Lucy to decide to change her name. I'm the mommy and I say so!
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Wednesday, March 06, 2013
Sleep Study
Hi, my name is TP and I am a snorer.
This snoring is chronically worse when I have a cold or I have too much wine. When both are happening at the same time, I worry that I'll be asked to sleep in the back yard.
Today I met with Dr. Lee, Sleep Specialist. While he's not making a diagnosis he is pretty sure I don't have the most severe case of apnea (where you don't snore, but you don't breathe either.)
Two Sundays from now I will pick up my at home apnea test device and that night I'll plug myself in and see where we go.
He did give me some good information about how to monitor our young person for potential issues. So far, she's not presenting with anything that indicates she has breathing issues, but he did say that it can show up later (like 3 or 4). We'll be watching for mouth breathing while she sleeps and the inability to drink and breathe at the same time.
More to come.
This snoring is chronically worse when I have a cold or I have too much wine. When both are happening at the same time, I worry that I'll be asked to sleep in the back yard.
Today I met with Dr. Lee, Sleep Specialist. While he's not making a diagnosis he is pretty sure I don't have the most severe case of apnea (where you don't snore, but you don't breathe either.)
Two Sundays from now I will pick up my at home apnea test device and that night I'll plug myself in and see where we go.
He did give me some good information about how to monitor our young person for potential issues. So far, she's not presenting with anything that indicates she has breathing issues, but he did say that it can show up later (like 3 or 4). We'll be watching for mouth breathing while she sleeps and the inability to drink and breathe at the same time.
More to come.
Tuesday, March 05, 2013
Happy Second Birthday!
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| The art center at 7:00 am |
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| A birthday message from mommy & daddy |
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| The new kitchen at 2:00 pm |
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| Introducing the chef to her space at 3:00pm |
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| What's in here? |
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| Phone for you? |
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| Oh yes, I like this gift! |
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| Lucy & JoJo in the sleeping bag. |
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| cake! |
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| JoJo & Auntie Chelsey |
Friday, March 01, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
We can afford pants, she just doesn't like them.
Why she won't wear pants at home is a mystery. She's so busy you would think pants would be helpful.
We now have rules like "everyone wears pants to dinner". This is not a statement I thought I'd ever have to utter. "Keep your pants on please." That is something I think every wife says from time to time, but setting a rule about wearing pants at the table is not what I expected from parenting.
We use the super exciting Elmo underwear to keep her from stripping out of the diaper too. I thought I would explain why there are underpants over a diaper. Don't judge me...you try to manage an almost 2 year old.
And yes, she is calling herself "Lucia". That's what the teachers and kids at daycare call her. I don't really mind, because she knows how to say Lucy and she responds to Lucy. I have made it clear that they can call her Lucia, but when writing her name it will be L-u-c-y. Hopefully this is only a phase, but when I drop her off in the morning the other kids call out in excitement "Lucia is here! Lucia is here!" I wonder if they are a bit envious that names like Lily, Connor, Zoe and Mason don't have Spanish equivalents.
We now have rules like "everyone wears pants to dinner". This is not a statement I thought I'd ever have to utter. "Keep your pants on please." That is something I think every wife says from time to time, but setting a rule about wearing pants at the table is not what I expected from parenting.
We use the super exciting Elmo underwear to keep her from stripping out of the diaper too. I thought I would explain why there are underpants over a diaper. Don't judge me...you try to manage an almost 2 year old.
And yes, she is calling herself "Lucia". That's what the teachers and kids at daycare call her. I don't really mind, because she knows how to say Lucy and she responds to Lucy. I have made it clear that they can call her Lucia, but when writing her name it will be L-u-c-y. Hopefully this is only a phase, but when I drop her off in the morning the other kids call out in excitement "Lucia is here! Lucia is here!" I wonder if they are a bit envious that names like Lily, Connor, Zoe and Mason don't have Spanish equivalents.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Perspective
It has been a booger of a week. Work has been very busy and the moments to do those little things that make working a home a treat have been few and far between. I don't mean bubble baths either...on a normal day I can keep the laundry moving through it's cycles and get at least a load or two washed, dried and PUT AWAY - not this week. Heck, this week I haven't been able to break to run downstairs for lunch until after 2. Yesterday I ate a small bite at 2:30 and then surprise surprise had no interest in dinner.
It doesn't help that I'm coming off a nasty cold. Last Wednesday when I was in Salt Lake City (for a day) I managed to get over to my niece who has a daughter who is 21 days younger than Lucy. Wrap your brain around that. He's 49, I'm 44, Erika is 20, and Lucy and Aisley are almost 2. What was I thinking??? Anyway, she's a sweet kid and can say her colors, lots of words and the baby is pretty bright too. (ooh... I'm bad!) The baby had a minor fever while I was there but I wasn't too worried. Fevers happen all the time, a slight ear infection, a new tooth anything sets those small people off.
The next day however, I got a text from my brother saying that Aisley had developed a bad cough and they took her to the doctor who swabbed her nose and diagnosed Flu A. I had to look it up to see why it wasn't just 'the flu' and it turns out that it IS just 'the' flu but it closer in makeup to it's dangerous cousin the bird flu. Regardless, FLU!?
By Friday afternoon I felt like I'd been hit by a truck and a call was made to our doctor. There was a lengthy rundown of symptoms and I was told to go to bed, take some stuff, drink tea and ride it out. We had a great weekend. Thankfully, I'm the only one in my house that was affected although I do have a new found appreciation for the frustration Jason has been feeling over his lingering cough that has been affecting him since before Christmas.
While Lucy isn't sick, she has been a special joy to be around the last few days. She came home from day care on Tuesday and whined and cried until bedtime. I know there will be days when she is off her game too, but man oh man...that kid can yell and push my buttons. Then yesterday, she took a 3 1/2 nap at school. She came home happy and while there was a battle at dinner about why she can't put her feet on the table, she was a better kid to be around.
So, I'm tired not feeling back to my own self, Lucy is off, Jason has is own stuff going on and I want to whine about it. I'm entitled right??? No. You. Are. Not.
My complaints are valid, but come on TP have some perspective - your buddy Jay is going though chemo while trying to spend as much time as possible with his 5 year old. Your other friends are embarking on a scary medical journey of their own with their newborn son and a couple you've known for 15 years has decided to divorce. It's time to do some counting of blessings Terri...
So, here we go, a small list of things I'm rather happy about:
It doesn't help that I'm coming off a nasty cold. Last Wednesday when I was in Salt Lake City (for a day) I managed to get over to my niece who has a daughter who is 21 days younger than Lucy. Wrap your brain around that. He's 49, I'm 44, Erika is 20, and Lucy and Aisley are almost 2. What was I thinking??? Anyway, she's a sweet kid and can say her colors, lots of words and the baby is pretty bright too. (ooh... I'm bad!) The baby had a minor fever while I was there but I wasn't too worried. Fevers happen all the time, a slight ear infection, a new tooth anything sets those small people off.
The next day however, I got a text from my brother saying that Aisley had developed a bad cough and they took her to the doctor who swabbed her nose and diagnosed Flu A. I had to look it up to see why it wasn't just 'the flu' and it turns out that it IS just 'the' flu but it closer in makeup to it's dangerous cousin the bird flu. Regardless, FLU!?
By Friday afternoon I felt like I'd been hit by a truck and a call was made to our doctor. There was a lengthy rundown of symptoms and I was told to go to bed, take some stuff, drink tea and ride it out. We had a great weekend. Thankfully, I'm the only one in my house that was affected although I do have a new found appreciation for the frustration Jason has been feeling over his lingering cough that has been affecting him since before Christmas.
While Lucy isn't sick, she has been a special joy to be around the last few days. She came home from day care on Tuesday and whined and cried until bedtime. I know there will be days when she is off her game too, but man oh man...that kid can yell and push my buttons. Then yesterday, she took a 3 1/2 nap at school. She came home happy and while there was a battle at dinner about why she can't put her feet on the table, she was a better kid to be around.
So, I'm tired not feeling back to my own self, Lucy is off, Jason has is own stuff going on and I want to whine about it. I'm entitled right??? No. You. Are. Not.
My complaints are valid, but come on TP have some perspective - your buddy Jay is going though chemo while trying to spend as much time as possible with his 5 year old. Your other friends are embarking on a scary medical journey of their own with their newborn son and a couple you've known for 15 years has decided to divorce. It's time to do some counting of blessings Terri...
So, here we go, a small list of things I'm rather happy about:
- My family
- My home.
- My job, even when it makes me crazy.
- That there is world class chemo for a sick friend.
- That there are scary medical procedures for this beautiful boy.
- Toddlers who nap.
- Warm feet
- Cold Medicine
- friends who are in my life, and ones who aren't that I still love.
- good books
- tv shows that I can disappear into.
- homemade dinner that tastes like I want it to taste.
- things that make you laugh.
- A warm shower.
- Waking up before Lucy does.
- Coffee in the morning
- a valentine's gift for my guy that is meaningful.
- Dinner with family who are also friends.
- Sugar cookies (that I'm going to bake during my lunch hour today.)
Friday, February 08, 2013
Saturday, February 02, 2013
Videos
Lucy in a basket (shot in December)
Lucy plays with trains, and then makes something of her own (christmas morning)
Don't worry, we cleaned it up.
Dancing this past weekend
Last video
She's not doing much, but she clearly says her own name. I see in the basket video she did it too, but she's starting to say it with more frequency now and says it when she sees her own picture.
Lucy plays with trains, and then makes something of her own (christmas morning)
Don't worry, we cleaned it up.
Dancing this past weekend
Last video
She's not doing much, but she clearly says her own name. I see in the basket video she did it too, but she's starting to say it with more frequency now and says it when she sees her own picture.
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