Well, we visited our family that was camping ... The Campground was just under an hour away, if you would call it that, it had a sign at the entrance "NO TENTS". Yep, thats right, no tents at a campground. It's a RV campground. It was nice tho, a lot of grass, a rushing river nearby and a large playfield. We enjoyed our visit, I enjoyed the Corona and margartia. And the family enjoyed the kids so it was worth it.
But, it reminded me that I am old. We might have been gone for a total of 5 hours or so (including drive time) and I crashed when we got home, we all did as a matter of fact. I remember the days of getting much less sleep, staying out in the heat for many more hours, and never taking a nap. Those days seem to be gone. Oh well.
My mom is going tent camping at a campground next weekend and would like Bubba to come. The park is nearby but we just aren't sure of the logistics. I work until 11 pm, if he had to come home who would go get him? What about Punkin Head? Would she be able to handle both the grandkids? We shall see. I think it would be fun for him to try, especially since its close to home and he could come home if there was a huge issue.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Plan B
I thought working Day shift would be fun and I would see the family more. Its actually exhausting and I haven't seen the family all week. Seems there is always something to do in the evenings. I will be glad to get back to swing shift. Give me lazy mornings any day, this having to be somewhere, in a reasonably good mood and ready to do something by 7am is for the birds - which are loudly chirping at that time of the day (just in case you didn't know). And its really too cold to enjoy the top off the jeep at that hour. I'd rather wait to drive home at 11pm with the top off. The air isn't quite as crisp, and its a nice way to unwind. Thankfully only two more days!!
In other news: We might go camping this weekend... probably not. One of my sis-in-laws and her new hubby are camping nearby. Possibly me and Bubba will stay overnight, but I haven't talked myself into it yet. I don't get enough sleep as it is, why would I want to go somewhere I know is going to be uncomfortable, worry about wild animals - you know mosquitos and such - and deal with a 4 1/2 year old that might get scared. Yeah, I haven't quite talked myself into it yet. Maybe tomorrow.
Punkin Head turned 7 months old. She is sweet but we have not quite figured out her night schedule yet. Should she sleep from 5 until 9 or not? Should she eat solid food at night or not? Should she ..... What I really want the difinitive answer to is this:
WHAT DO WE NEED TO DO TO GET HER TO SLEEP THROUGH EVERY NIGHT?
I don't mind feeding her at 11pm. I do mind getting back up at 3am to feed an already HEAVY baby when she doesn't even seem hungry. Once again, I will try to let her work it out this weekend. Maybe I can stand it ... maybe not. It always seems like theres something - teeth, constipation or just plain loud crying that justifies getting her up. Oh well. "This too shall pass." In the near future I will have two children that sleep through the night. (No there are not any more kids planned for this house.)
I planned the best birthday bash for My Honey this weekend. I invited random friends and family over for a BBQ and didn't tell him about it. The plan was his best friend was taking him golfing and they would get back just after the guests arrived. It was a psuedo-suprise. I didn't want people to park around the block and jump out and yell suprise, just to be there to greet him when he got home. That was the plan... best friend had to work. This I didn't find out until the day before the party. Plan B: I didn't have a plan B. So I came up with one - at around 3 on the day of the party. Have the babysitter show up, go "out to dinner" and after guests have started to arrive, babysitter calls and tells us we need to come home because Bubba is hurt or Punkin Head is inconsolable (both believable situations). Babysitter agrees, we are on track for Plan B.
Then I mentioned the party to Bubba. Who is silly enough to mention to the most social 4 1/2 year old that there is going to be a party and not expect him to tell his father?? ME. I hear Bubba asking My Honey to please "get the blue thing with the white lid down from the shelf in the garage" at around 5:15. Hmmm, could he be talking about the cooler, and what does he think he's going to do with it?? So My Honey asks him what for ... "for the pop, water and beer for your party tonite." It was all I could do not to bust a gut laughing, I backed into the bathroom and dried my hair to cover my giggle, and tried to think of something to say to get Bubba to shut up. Next thing I hear is him asking "Dad which shirt do you think I should wear to your party tonite?" Oh my, I am done now, what can I do?? Nothing. Fess up because I cannot keep a straight face anymore. So I tell - the babysitter is on the way, she is going to call in 30 minutes and theres a party here. Do you want to stay while people arrive or go so it will be a "suprise"? We ended up staying. It was still a great party. And the random friends were a lot of fun. He even said thanks which was a great compliment because while we have the most social kid, he is not a big party person. But it was people he knew, at his house, for him and it worked out alright. Yay me.
In other news: We might go camping this weekend... probably not. One of my sis-in-laws and her new hubby are camping nearby. Possibly me and Bubba will stay overnight, but I haven't talked myself into it yet. I don't get enough sleep as it is, why would I want to go somewhere I know is going to be uncomfortable, worry about wild animals - you know mosquitos and such - and deal with a 4 1/2 year old that might get scared. Yeah, I haven't quite talked myself into it yet. Maybe tomorrow.
Punkin Head turned 7 months old. She is sweet but we have not quite figured out her night schedule yet. Should she sleep from 5 until 9 or not? Should she eat solid food at night or not? Should she ..... What I really want the difinitive answer to is this:
WHAT DO WE NEED TO DO TO GET HER TO SLEEP THROUGH EVERY NIGHT?
I don't mind feeding her at 11pm. I do mind getting back up at 3am to feed an already HEAVY baby when she doesn't even seem hungry. Once again, I will try to let her work it out this weekend. Maybe I can stand it ... maybe not. It always seems like theres something - teeth, constipation or just plain loud crying that justifies getting her up. Oh well. "This too shall pass." In the near future I will have two children that sleep through the night. (No there are not any more kids planned for this house.)
I planned the best birthday bash for My Honey this weekend. I invited random friends and family over for a BBQ and didn't tell him about it. The plan was his best friend was taking him golfing and they would get back just after the guests arrived. It was a psuedo-suprise. I didn't want people to park around the block and jump out and yell suprise, just to be there to greet him when he got home. That was the plan... best friend had to work. This I didn't find out until the day before the party. Plan B: I didn't have a plan B. So I came up with one - at around 3 on the day of the party. Have the babysitter show up, go "out to dinner" and after guests have started to arrive, babysitter calls and tells us we need to come home because Bubba is hurt or Punkin Head is inconsolable (both believable situations). Babysitter agrees, we are on track for Plan B.
Then I mentioned the party to Bubba. Who is silly enough to mention to the most social 4 1/2 year old that there is going to be a party and not expect him to tell his father?? ME. I hear Bubba asking My Honey to please "get the blue thing with the white lid down from the shelf in the garage" at around 5:15. Hmmm, could he be talking about the cooler, and what does he think he's going to do with it?? So My Honey asks him what for ... "for the pop, water and beer for your party tonite." It was all I could do not to bust a gut laughing, I backed into the bathroom and dried my hair to cover my giggle, and tried to think of something to say to get Bubba to shut up. Next thing I hear is him asking "Dad which shirt do you think I should wear to your party tonite?" Oh my, I am done now, what can I do?? Nothing. Fess up because I cannot keep a straight face anymore. So I tell - the babysitter is on the way, she is going to call in 30 minutes and theres a party here. Do you want to stay while people arrive or go so it will be a "suprise"? We ended up staying. It was still a great party. And the random friends were a lot of fun. He even said thanks which was a great compliment because while we have the most social kid, he is not a big party person. But it was people he knew, at his house, for him and it worked out alright. Yay me.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
On and on
I had a post that I saved as a draft, I wasn't sure if I wanted to publish it or not because it was such a downer. I re-read it today and it wasn't really that bad so I published it. Maybe that whole weekend wasn't as bad as I thought at the time.
Lately things are busy. This is the first Tuesday morning I have not had to be at a 10am meeting in about 6 weeks. It's nice to sit and relax with Punkin Head.
Lets talk about Punkin Head. She has been awful lately. Not sleeping. Must be getting the next set of teeth I think. Her lower two teeth came in about 2 1/2 weeks ago and she is just not right the past three days - by that I mean not sleeping more than 3-4 hours at a time (bad for me) not eating (and as you can see she loves to eat) so I finally took her to the chiropractor yesterday...
Now don't go deleting my blog because I take my kids to the Chiropractor - its totally safe for them AND IT WORKS. Whenever Bubba is just too crabby or not sleeping good or complaining of leg pains I take him in and he is so much better. Almost always he sleeps better and always his leg pains are better. For Punkin Head same thing, I take her in, tell the Dr. she isn't sleeping well or not eating well or what ever and within an hour she is sound asleep and the nights go much better - I recommend it to everyone of all ages. My kids have gone since they were just a few weeks old. Now, off my soap box, where was I? I don't remember. Sleep depravation.
So she slept better last night, not 7 hours like I hoped, but 5 and she fell right back asleep for 3 more. And she woke up happy, thats a big deal too. I like happy kids.
Bubba has been alright lately. Except he and BB got into trouble again (same thing) and I don't know quite what to do. I sat them both down and they got my evil eyes (very scary, ask my sisters) and I told them that the next time it happens I will spank my child and they will be separated for 15 minutes. I also decided if I could I would send BB home right away or pick my child up right away(but since his parents couldn't be reached for a couple more hours that wasn't possible). What a hassle. My mom suggetsted that Bubba might feel like hes not getting enough attention with the baby and all, and when he gets into trouble he gets attention and blah blah blah. She could be right. Kids know how to get attention, let me tell you a true story:
When I was 5-ish I pretended I was deaf. I had EVERYONE fooled. My mom and dad, my babysitter and the DOCTORS. I was able, at 5-ish, to ignore the tone-test. When they tested my hearing I didn't respond. How does a 5 year old do that?? I don't know. I don't remember it either but I know its possible to be deliberately bad so I have to keep that in mind too. Plus he is 50% me so that means he has that naughty side too.
Anyway, he is sweet. He takes good care of me. Just the othe night at bed time he tells me: "Mom I telled Dad about the way he treats you."
*Hmmm, he treats me fine* "What do you mean Bubba?"
"About the dustpan and broom, I telled him to put it back when he uses it so you can find it"
*crack up inside* "thanks Bubba, I appreciate that"
Back story: last week I was having a fit because I could not find said dustpan and broom. Turned out My Honey had used them in the garage and they had not been returned to "their spot". I was talking out loud (maybe it was more like a rant) about how things should be put away so the next person could find them and on and on. Apparently it impacted Bubba. And he made sure to tell his Dad. Thats my boy, he takes good care of me.
Is that it? No there's change at work too - the new Director started the first. She is alright. I am anxious to see how things work out for us all and specifically myself. More on that when I sort out what's okay to post and what's not...
Speaking of work, we had flash flood warnings last night. And we really had flash floods. Our dispatch center was inundated with hundreds of calls from people all over reporting that there was so much water it was pushing manhole covers up from the manholes all over town!!! Thats a buncha water. (Mostly its desert here so any rain for more than 10 minutes is a lot.) There were several mudslides, too. One that totally blocked a roadway for 7 miles with mud that was 4 feet deep at places. This mudslide also trapped some people in their house. Not sure the outcome of that, they did transport 2 to the hospital. It was a righteous good time because it was so busy but it sobered us up when we had the report of people trapped in their house. (Dispatchers aren't tough all the time)
Anyway, I think that's it. That catches me up for the past two weeks. Hopefully life has slowed down and I will be more consistent. Right, that's so not me!!
Monday, May 29, 2006
Update
Well, the meeting with BB, his mom, Bubba and I went well. We laid down the law and told them that they need to work on good behavior or they will have to be in different classes at school. We also reminded them that ALL the parents agree and that Miss C at school will know what we agreed to so there is some accountability there too.
I know that sounds harsh but they needed it. And yes, we would put them in different classes - it is not an empty threat. We also told them we will make an effort to get them together outside of school to play, also not an empty promise, we will get them together.
It is fortunate that I worked with BB's dad for the past few years, (although we never got the boys together until they were in school) because this situation was easy to talk about and work through. He and I knew some of eachothers philosophy about kid-raising and it just really made it a lot easier to talk to his wife without feeling like I didn't know anything about them. We didn't have to start with "So how do you handle this kind of thing?" It was more like "I think this will work, what do you think?" We shall see.
I know that sounds harsh but they needed it. And yes, we would put them in different classes - it is not an empty threat. We also told them we will make an effort to get them together outside of school to play, also not an empty promise, we will get them together.
It is fortunate that I worked with BB's dad for the past few years, (although we never got the boys together until they were in school) because this situation was easy to talk about and work through. He and I knew some of eachothers philosophy about kid-raising and it just really made it a lot easier to talk to his wife without feeling like I didn't know anything about them. We didn't have to start with "So how do you handle this kind of thing?" It was more like "I think this will work, what do you think?" We shall see.
Woe is me
I have been trying to sleep for the past 2 hours. I had a little success then Punkin Head woke up and now my mind is reeling and won't shut down.
Its been a long week. My Honey went out of town on business last week from Sunday through Wednesday. I adjusted my schedule so that I could be home earlier with the kids. Usually I work until 11 pm, I made a change to 7 pm for last week. It worked out nice but I have not had any time to myself. I know, how selfish of me, but sheesh, I need it.
So he gets back to town and I end up working Friday night (one of my days off). Not a HUGE deal except that we just have not seen eachother pretty much since Mothers Day. (So here I am at the computer instead of in bed). In addition to that there is laundry (from his trip) dishes, grocery shopping and other miscellaneous stuff (except the house cleaning which I hire out - I know, how selfish) that only I seem to be able to do. Pretty much by Saturday, my only day off this week I am cranky. I am especially cranky when he goes golfing. I don't even remember Saturday anymore. Must have been the Red Wine.
Sunday I am scheduled overtime (OT) at work that may keep me there until 3am - Its Memorial Day weekend and one of our dispatch areas is a resort town ... So I make arrangements to sleep at the in-laws because they are out of town and I figure it will be quiet. At 2 my sister in law shows up to take care of the kids because of golf and I head to work. Fortunately it wasnt too busy so I was released at 11pm. On the way home I am having this internal debate - Do I go home and sleep knowing I will not get a good nights sleep or should I just go to the in-laws even though I got off way earlier than I thought I would?? I debate until the very last place I could turn that wouldn't make it (too) out of the way to go there and decide to go home instead.
Good thing.
My Honey ended up in the ER. Heart problems. Or thats what we thought it was. He woke when I got home and was very nauseus and had numbness in his left hand/fingers. One wouldn't get too concerned about this except that he had a real heart attack last year so every twinge seems like a big deal. He took a nitro and tried to relax. I called his sister to have her come over to stay with the kids. Called work to have them send an ambulance and got prepared for a long night. And it was a long night. I didn't leave the hospital until after 4am. My Honey stayed the night so they could observe him.
They don't think he had a heart event. He checked out fine. But the stress. On top of that, Bubba didn't sleep very good while we were gone - go figure. So when I got home BOTH the kids were up, Punkin head had just eaten so she went right down, and Bubba crashed. Thankfully they both slept pretty good. I didn't. I had to be up early enough to call and cancel the golf game that had been planned - that ended up being 7:30. And then the kids woke up. So I had about 2 1/2 hours of sleep. Finally at 2:00 the hospital released My Honey. I had another short nap from 3-5 so I am running on 4 hours of sleep essentially and you would think that I would have crashed out?? But no. Can't sleep.
Too much stuff on my mind. Work, kids, My Honey, not sleeping. UGH.
06/13/06 I wasnt sure if I wanted to post this, but I decided to go ahead today.
Its been a long week. My Honey went out of town on business last week from Sunday through Wednesday. I adjusted my schedule so that I could be home earlier with the kids. Usually I work until 11 pm, I made a change to 7 pm for last week. It worked out nice but I have not had any time to myself. I know, how selfish of me, but sheesh, I need it.
So he gets back to town and I end up working Friday night (one of my days off). Not a HUGE deal except that we just have not seen eachother pretty much since Mothers Day. (So here I am at the computer instead of in bed). In addition to that there is laundry (from his trip) dishes, grocery shopping and other miscellaneous stuff (except the house cleaning which I hire out - I know, how selfish) that only I seem to be able to do. Pretty much by Saturday, my only day off this week I am cranky. I am especially cranky when he goes golfing. I don't even remember Saturday anymore. Must have been the Red Wine.
Sunday I am scheduled overtime (OT) at work that may keep me there until 3am - Its Memorial Day weekend and one of our dispatch areas is a resort town ... So I make arrangements to sleep at the in-laws because they are out of town and I figure it will be quiet. At 2 my sister in law shows up to take care of the kids because of golf and I head to work. Fortunately it wasnt too busy so I was released at 11pm. On the way home I am having this internal debate - Do I go home and sleep knowing I will not get a good nights sleep or should I just go to the in-laws even though I got off way earlier than I thought I would?? I debate until the very last place I could turn that wouldn't make it (too) out of the way to go there and decide to go home instead.
Good thing.
My Honey ended up in the ER. Heart problems. Or thats what we thought it was. He woke when I got home and was very nauseus and had numbness in his left hand/fingers. One wouldn't get too concerned about this except that he had a real heart attack last year so every twinge seems like a big deal. He took a nitro and tried to relax. I called his sister to have her come over to stay with the kids. Called work to have them send an ambulance and got prepared for a long night. And it was a long night. I didn't leave the hospital until after 4am. My Honey stayed the night so they could observe him.
They don't think he had a heart event. He checked out fine. But the stress. On top of that, Bubba didn't sleep very good while we were gone - go figure. So when I got home BOTH the kids were up, Punkin head had just eaten so she went right down, and Bubba crashed. Thankfully they both slept pretty good. I didn't. I had to be up early enough to call and cancel the golf game that had been planned - that ended up being 7:30. And then the kids woke up. So I had about 2 1/2 hours of sleep. Finally at 2:00 the hospital released My Honey. I had another short nap from 3-5 so I am running on 4 hours of sleep essentially and you would think that I would have crashed out?? But no. Can't sleep.
Too much stuff on my mind. Work, kids, My Honey, not sleeping. UGH.
06/13/06 I wasnt sure if I wanted to post this, but I decided to go ahead today.
Friday, May 26, 2006
More trouble
More trouble at preschool yesterday. I won't go into details, suffice it to say that it had to do with naked butts, Bubba and BB. Thankfully we are (still) on good terms with BB's parents so we are all working together to get through this. By "through this" I mean to help the boys act appropriately together (from playing quietly at school to keeping their clothes on) and to get to the root of the problem.
So what is the root of the problem? Do they not get to see eachother enough so when they do see eachother its such a rush they can't control themselves? Do they need to see eachother more outside of school? Do they bring out the worst in eachother? Can we help them bring out the best in each other? I don't know. At least we are getting this challenge in preschool where there isn't a lot of other stuff to have to worry about too - homework and such. Thankfully BB's family is great to work with. And fortunately its the end of the school year too. Although if they go all summer without much interaction how much chaos could that cause for the fall??
Well, BB and BB's mom are coming over for lunchand a talk (but no playdate because of yesterday's incident) so hopefully they will see how serious this is. Wish us luck.
So what is the root of the problem? Do they not get to see eachother enough so when they do see eachother its such a rush they can't control themselves? Do they need to see eachother more outside of school? Do they bring out the worst in eachother? Can we help them bring out the best in each other? I don't know. At least we are getting this challenge in preschool where there isn't a lot of other stuff to have to worry about too - homework and such. Thankfully BB's family is great to work with. And fortunately its the end of the school year too. Although if they go all summer without much interaction how much chaos could that cause for the fall??
Well, BB and BB's mom are coming over for lunchand a talk (but no playdate because of yesterday's incident) so hopefully they will see how serious this is. Wish us luck.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
| You Belong in Rome |
 You're a big city girl with a small town heart Which is why you're attracted to the romance of Rome Strolling down picture perfect streets, cappuccino in hand And gorgeous Italian men - could life get any better? |
Wow that almost fits me!! Small town heart, cappuccino, romance, I am quite satisfied with my Honey although he is not Italian! Click to check what city you belong in.
Thanks Thrusher for the link!
Shots and hurricanes
Yesterday (although its 3am so it still feels like today) was Punkin Head's 6 month check up. She checks out fine except for that exceptionally large head of hers. It is off the charts - but so was Bubba's at 6 months. She weighed in at 18.5 pounds - and yes that is GIANT size for a 6 month old (also following in Bubba's footsteps) and I believe she was 26". She just keeps growing and growing. She also had to get shots. 2 in each leg. She was so brave. She just cried a tiny bit and then actually SMILED at the nurse. What a nice girl. This does not follow in the footsteps of her brother who used to pass out from crying. We used to call them "blue faced fits" and had to warn the babysitters so they wouldn't call 911 - true story!
Speaking of Bubba, on Friday, Saturday and Sunday he kept asking about hurricanes. What are they, why? Do they kill people, why? Could they happen "in our world", why? ("In our world" means where we live in 4 1/2 year old speak). So finally Sunday afternoon I asked him if he wanted to look hurricanes up on the computer and see what it had to say. Okay he tells me. So we did. We used Encarta and had a great time checking out a few video clips, looking at the map of the world to see where they happen and where we live and does it look like there are any hurricane patterns around us? No he realized there aren't. Whew! Hurricane season at my house is finally done. But I had to wonder where the sudden obsession came from. So when my Honey called I mentioned it to him. Turns out we had a dust storm then a heavy rain here on Thursday night that must have started him thinking about hurricanes from what he had seen on TV. (Yes we let our kids see destruction on TV) and he must have worried that we were having a hurricane and that it would destroy "our world". Such a sensitive kid. Not sensitive like he cried with worry but sensitive more like obsessive. Do those two work together?? Anyway that was that. After we looked it up, no more questions about hurricanes! Amazing kid.
Speaking of Bubba, on Friday, Saturday and Sunday he kept asking about hurricanes. What are they, why? Do they kill people, why? Could they happen "in our world", why? ("In our world" means where we live in 4 1/2 year old speak). So finally Sunday afternoon I asked him if he wanted to look hurricanes up on the computer and see what it had to say. Okay he tells me. So we did. We used Encarta and had a great time checking out a few video clips, looking at the map of the world to see where they happen and where we live and does it look like there are any hurricane patterns around us? No he realized there aren't. Whew! Hurricane season at my house is finally done. But I had to wonder where the sudden obsession came from. So when my Honey called I mentioned it to him. Turns out we had a dust storm then a heavy rain here on Thursday night that must have started him thinking about hurricanes from what he had seen on TV. (Yes we let our kids see destruction on TV) and he must have worried that we were having a hurricane and that it would destroy "our world". Such a sensitive kid. Not sensitive like he cried with worry but sensitive more like obsessive. Do those two work together?? Anyway that was that. After we looked it up, no more questions about hurricanes! Amazing kid.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Preschool trouble
Can you believe that Bubba is getting in trouble at preschool?? He is. He and his Best Buddy (BB) are disruptive. Bubba is often sent to the "table for one" (Montessori "time out") to get ahold of himself because he is being too loud. Not bad, just loud in the classroom.
So yesterday my Honey drove BB and Bubba to preschool in the jeep with the top off. Thats a huge treat!! Needless to say they were both wound tight. To the point of the teacher Miss C asking me if I would consider putting Bubba in the afternoon class next year so that they wouldn't be together because they cause such a disruption in the classroom. YIKES!! Actually, I think it is hilarious!! I understand the seriousness of it too, we are going to work with Bubba and BB to help them help eachother get control because they really like eachother and neither of them have any other friends. Thats one of the trials of having grandma watch the kids, no social circle. But the joy of it is never having to worry about who is with my kids so the pay-off has been worth it.
So yesterday my Honey drove BB and Bubba to preschool in the jeep with the top off. Thats a huge treat!! Needless to say they were both wound tight. To the point of the teacher Miss C asking me if I would consider putting Bubba in the afternoon class next year so that they wouldn't be together because they cause such a disruption in the classroom. YIKES!! Actually, I think it is hilarious!! I understand the seriousness of it too, we are going to work with Bubba and BB to help them help eachother get control because they really like eachother and neither of them have any other friends. Thats one of the trials of having grandma watch the kids, no social circle. But the joy of it is never having to worry about who is with my kids so the pay-off has been worth it.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Mother's Day
Mother's Day was nice. We left town for the weekend. My Honey and I got to spend some time together alone in Seattle - gotta love Pike Street. The weather was nice and I got a new phone. A "shaver phone" according to Bubba. (You figure it out). I am still figuring out all the cool stuff it does.
We spent the weekend with my Dad. He and his wife manage the stables in their community so Bubba gets to go help feed the horses, their 14 year old daughter (my sister "Little D") loves Bubba and they were willing to watch the kids all day so we could spend the aforementioned time alone in Seattle. They do my heart good. All weekend Bubba kept saying "Happy Mothers Day" it was really cute.
Punkin Head did really well sleeping in her playpen, the only thing was she woke up during the night. So much for that good nights sleep I had mentioned. She finally got back into it last night which was just in time. Yesterday it was hard to be nice but today it might have been impossible to be nice.
She is getting so big! She will be 6 months tomorrow and I am sure she weighs at least 20 pounds, and she is almost too long for her car seat. She is starting to get strong enough to sit up and she loves her daddy! He can walk into a room where she is, go right to her and when she sees him her whole face lights up. Its just amazing. Did I have that effect on Bubba? I don't think I did.
We spent the weekend with my Dad. He and his wife manage the stables in their community so Bubba gets to go help feed the horses, their 14 year old daughter (my sister "Little D") loves Bubba and they were willing to watch the kids all day so we could spend the aforementioned time alone in Seattle. They do my heart good. All weekend Bubba kept saying "Happy Mothers Day" it was really cute.
Punkin Head did really well sleeping in her playpen, the only thing was she woke up during the night. So much for that good nights sleep I had mentioned. She finally got back into it last night which was just in time. Yesterday it was hard to be nice but today it might have been impossible to be nice.
She is getting so big! She will be 6 months tomorrow and I am sure she weighs at least 20 pounds, and she is almost too long for her car seat. She is starting to get strong enough to sit up and she loves her daddy! He can walk into a room where she is, go right to her and when she sees him her whole face lights up. Its just amazing. Did I have that effect on Bubba? I don't think I did.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Sleep, glorious sleep
Punkin Head is almost 6 months old. She doesn't always sleep through the night. Last night tho - bless her everloving soul she slept.
It is my habit to come home from work at 11pm and (bottle) feed her how ever much she will eat, usually around 6-1/2 ounces. Pretty much she crashes while she is eating - so sweet to watch her sleep, then I put her down for the night. Most nights she will sleep until around 5:30 or 6 - on a really bad night she wakes at 3 or 4. But last night, I fed her the usual and put her down and she crashed out until after 7 this morning. Sleep, glorious sleep!! Ahhh, I feel so refreshed today. Thanks Punkin Head.
It is my habit to come home from work at 11pm and (bottle) feed her how ever much she will eat, usually around 6-1/2 ounces. Pretty much she crashes while she is eating - so sweet to watch her sleep, then I put her down for the night. Most nights she will sleep until around 5:30 or 6 - on a really bad night she wakes at 3 or 4. But last night, I fed her the usual and put her down and she crashed out until after 7 this morning. Sleep, glorious sleep!! Ahhh, I feel so refreshed today. Thanks Punkin Head.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Tree House
Did you ever want a tree house when you were a kid? I know this looks a lot more like a tree condo, but we are calling it a tree house.
It was built from a plan in my Honey's head, with help from his dad and, of course, Bubba.
They started two weeks ago, and finished early this week, Monday or Tuesday night. Isn't it great?? I just love it!
So far Bubba hasn't played in it at all. Not suprising, since he doesn't like to be alone, plus we have been very busy and the weather wasn't the best either. Hopefully all the work will be worth it and he will get a ton of play out of it this summer! And even if he doesn't, the pride he feels for "building" it and how proud I am of my Honey are worth it.
Stats on the tree house:
Its just shy of 8'x10'. 6' high inside. 2x4 construction on 4-4x4 posts, kind of like how you would build a deck. Then my Honey added walls and fencing boards for the siding and roof. The tree in the far corner is actually IN the tree house, because my Honey built the tree house around the tree. I think it is the coolest thing ever and so does Bubba!
Monday, May 01, 2006
Parade Day
As I sat on the float Parade Day, I realized that I have lived in the "Apple Capitol of the World" for 35 years and never been in a parade. NEVER. What an amazing choreography of people, bands and floats. Those festival folks know their stuff.
Here is a picture of Bubba (green shirt) and his best buddy.
Bubba's favorite thing was riding on the float, his worst thing was not getting a water-balloon-ball-thing on a rubber band. Poor kid, maybe next weekend.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Spring, greasy food and 911
Ahhh, spring, beautiful spring. I love spring where I live. The dirty brown mountains grow green fuzz, everything blossoms (achoo) and it smells so good.
There's Apple Blossom. That would be our annual festival . It makes for a great time. Lots of gross, greasy food, a carnival, greasy food, parades, greasy food, classic cars, greasy food, craft fair and of course the greasy food. Bubba and I have a lunch date at the greasy food fair tomorrow, we have to go on opening day - its becomming tradition! He loves the chaos of the park when the greasy food fair is there. He loves anywhere there are a lot of people and it's chaotic.
It really makes for fun at work too. Our center took several calls regarding an unknown injury accident a few days ago. One of the callers was told if they found out if there were injuries at the accident to call back on 911. We sent a full response from law, fire and EMS. Around 10 minutes later that person called back on 911 to tell us that there "is an ambulance here so someone must be hurt." Right, we sent them.
There's Apple Blossom. That would be our annual festival . It makes for a great time. Lots of gross, greasy food, a carnival, greasy food, parades, greasy food, classic cars, greasy food, craft fair and of course the greasy food. Bubba and I have a lunch date at the greasy food fair tomorrow, we have to go on opening day - its becomming tradition! He loves the chaos of the park when the greasy food fair is there. He loves anywhere there are a lot of people and it's chaotic.
It really makes for fun at work too. Our center took several calls regarding an unknown injury accident a few days ago. One of the callers was told if they found out if there were injuries at the accident to call back on 911. We sent a full response from law, fire and EMS. Around 10 minutes later that person called back on 911 to tell us that there "is an ambulance here so someone must be hurt." Right, we sent them.
Always a fun time in dispatch.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Rainbows
This is a rainbow, the sun, clouds and rain during a storm drawn by 4 1/2 year old Bubba. Enjoy
Tell me if something happens
I am lying in bed last night with four-and-one-half-year-old Bubba. He was tired beyond belief, no nap, big evening out to dinner with the cousins at Red Robin and it was near 9:00.
"Mom" he says
"Yes, Bubba?"
"Mom, you can tell me if anything happens"
Hmmm, I think on that one a minute - what does he mean by that? "Okay" I respond and then he was out.
I spend a few minutes thinking; does he have a premonition that something is going to happen?? Yikes!
Then this morning I was telling Honey about it, and he says that Bubba just wants to make sure that he doesn't miss anything. Ahhhh, count on a man to think of the obvious!
But being me, I dont rely on anyones opinion, I tend to check with the source when I have a question about motivation, so, later I check with Bubba: "What did you mean last night when you told me that I can tell you if anyting happens?"
"I mean if something bad happens" he tells me matter of factly.
Interesting
"Mom" he says
"Yes, Bubba?"
"Mom, you can tell me if anything happens"
Hmmm, I think on that one a minute - what does he mean by that? "Okay" I respond and then he was out.
I spend a few minutes thinking; does he have a premonition that something is going to happen?? Yikes!
Then this morning I was telling Honey about it, and he says that Bubba just wants to make sure that he doesn't miss anything. Ahhhh, count on a man to think of the obvious!
But being me, I dont rely on anyones opinion, I tend to check with the source when I have a question about motivation, so, later I check with Bubba: "What did you mean last night when you told me that I can tell you if anyting happens?"
"I mean if something bad happens" he tells me matter of factly.
Interesting
Monday, April 17, 2006
Painted Walls
"Mom come see what I did."
Ever hear those words from your 4 year old after you have been out of the room for a few minutes? Kind of makes your heart stop.
So I go into the dining room to see what Bubba is up to - ahhhh, painted walls.
"Look, I splattered the walls."
"Yes you did, and that's not okay. We don't splatter paint on the walls."
What's a mom to do? I love it that my son likes to create. He is clever with any art medium - paint, glue, pencil, colored pencil, pen, marker, window marker (these are very cool if you have not tried them) and of course paint. He had a short time out on the stairs, I cleaned walls, then we got on with our day.
Later he says to me "Mom?"
"Yes?"
"I am sorry I splatter painted the walls."
"Thank you Bubba, I appreciate that." (yes a few tears in my eyes)
What a kind heart. Love that kid.
Ever hear those words from your 4 year old after you have been out of the room for a few minutes? Kind of makes your heart stop.
So I go into the dining room to see what Bubba is up to - ahhhh, painted walls.
"Look, I splattered the walls."
"Yes you did, and that's not okay. We don't splatter paint on the walls."
What's a mom to do? I love it that my son likes to create. He is clever with any art medium - paint, glue, pencil, colored pencil, pen, marker, window marker (these are very cool if you have not tried them) and of course paint. He had a short time out on the stairs, I cleaned walls, then we got on with our day.
Later he says to me "Mom?"
"Yes?"
"I am sorry I splatter painted the walls."
"Thank you Bubba, I appreciate that." (yes a few tears in my eyes)
What a kind heart. Love that kid.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Easter, the moon and heart atacks
Who decides when Easter falls?
The Moon thats who.
The reason that I wondered this year, the first year in 35 years, is because my husband had a heart attack last year on Easter, only the one year anniversary was almost 3 weeks ago. So I had to wonder why this year Easter fell so far away from last year. The answer is the Moon. Apparently Easter is Sunday after the first full moon after March 21st. Interesting huh? Not really, but now you know.
For those who wonder, he was 36 years young, and is doing great! - Thanks for asking.
The Moon thats who.
The reason that I wondered this year, the first year in 35 years, is because my husband had a heart attack last year on Easter, only the one year anniversary was almost 3 weeks ago. So I had to wonder why this year Easter fell so far away from last year. The answer is the Moon. Apparently Easter is Sunday after the first full moon after March 21st. Interesting huh? Not really, but now you know.
For those who wonder, he was 36 years young, and is doing great! - Thanks for asking.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
The First Time
Wow it's hard to find a blogger name, I must not be clever enough!
I have been mulling this idea for awhile now. What I should post, what I shouldn't post, who I should tell ....Shhhh it could be a secret.
What I decided its pretty much going to be like this:
My life consists of three things: Family (kids 4 and 5 months), work (911 dispatcher) and church-stuff (weekly if we can make it). So thats pretty much what this will be about. Cute kid stories - with a curious,verbose 4 year old I am never short a story, maybe some dispatch stuff and maybe some religion. Who knows. But the bulk will be stories of life with kids for my family to read. Hope you all enjoy.
I have been mulling this idea for awhile now. What I should post, what I shouldn't post, who I should tell ....Shhhh it could be a secret.
What I decided its pretty much going to be like this:
My life consists of three things: Family (kids 4 and 5 months), work (911 dispatcher) and church-stuff (weekly if we can make it). So thats pretty much what this will be about. Cute kid stories - with a curious,verbose 4 year old I am never short a story, maybe some dispatch stuff and maybe some religion. Who knows. But the bulk will be stories of life with kids for my family to read. Hope you all enjoy.
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