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Rabu, 21 Juni 2017
photo dump life lately
I just realized that this post is full of FOOD. that's what life lately has been about, apparently.. complete chaos surrounded by food.
truth be told there hasn't been a ton going on outside of the day to day shenanigans of managing three under four and growing a human over here.
some days its just about surviving without a complete meltdown and other days are really amazing.
the usual:
food. cartoons. food. target. starbucks. and about 800 color pages and arguments over the pink crayons.
Oh and lets talk about Baker's obsession with climbing on top of everything. I turn my back for three seconds and she's on top of the kitchen table helping herself to all the pink crayons in the box and driving her big sisters insane.
my fridge is full of uneaten leftovers and my kids are living on hot dogs and chicken nuggets.. and the occasional box of mac and cheese. but its the "healthy" organic kind..and I bake the chicken nuggets, so that makes it all better- right?
most of the time we end up eating cereal or toast with peanut butter.
I also have been telling myself that I'll put away the laundry that's been folded on top of the dryer for, oh, about two weeks.
taking a nap in lieu of these household chores sounds so much better.
last weekend we met my brother and his girlfriend for brunch..and omg. it has been a minute since I have had brunch THIS amazing. chicken and waffles is probably my favorite thing on any brunch menu (its a southern thing, for sure). the chicken had a bit of sriracha spice and the maple syrup was just the right amount of sweetness.. I'm still thinking about that meal a week later..
...oh and pancakes as big as yo'face! these were on the KIDS menu! c'mon.
as you can see, miss Parker Jane cleaned that plate.
there has been a lot of baby brother talk. Jolie caught me getting out of the shower and casually, with a tiny bit of fear in her voice, said "that baby brother going to come out of your tummy YET?!!"
we spent almost the entire weekend in the nursery organizing. I've mentioned before that his room is the smallest room in the house and the closet is even more pitiful.. but Jordan spent so much time in there this last week rearranging and adding shelving and rods to make the best use of that space. He also finished redoing the changing table.. which used to be a mint green chalkboard paint color with broken drawer pulls and a bottom drawer wasn't usable. and alas.. a little sanding and bright white paint.. and new copper pulls I found at hobby lobby at 50% off and we have a brand new piece! there is a door that goes over the open shelving you see on the right.. but the hinges of that door were also painted mint green:) so we need to switch those out, but I kind of like the open shelving idea.. if I can find some wire baskets to fill the space? what do ya'll think?
finding baskets is my goal this week I want to have baskets on the shelves regardless (for diapers and wipes and those baby essentials because the drawers will definitely be used for his clothes), but with or without the door..?
decisions, decisions!
in the meantime we will be folding all the tiny things because the girls, especially the big girls, can stop wont stop..
and Baker's hat. child kills me. I'm sort of bummed we are basically having the most mild mannered winter ever, but 50 degrees can still warrant knit hats.
knit hats with giant poms.
YAS.
ending this post how it began.. with food.
sunday dinner this week consisted of leftover crock pot salsa chicken + a bit of shredded cheese + some kind of bulgar grain mix I had left over in the fridge from lunch last week.. rolled into a corn tortilla. oh and tomatillo hot sauce and + sour cream.
survival of the fittest.
here's to a happy Monday!!
..about how I feel about it, too, gals.
that bed head is something fierce.
Kamis, 01 Juni 2017
five on Friday life lately
so theres a bit more than five items on the agenda for this Friday edition of life lately, but ya'll - we have been SO busy! my days are running together and my babies are changing by the second.. especially Brady that basically gains a neck roll every 24 hours and Baker clearly has bear hands compared to her little brother. its all the "buttah" (peanut butter!) we've got a lot to cover, so lets hop right to it!
one. school's out
the big girls had their last day of preschool last week! it was the fasted year if our life and looking back, those girls have grown, changed, learned, and loved so much since last September. the end of this year was extra special/emotional/sentimental because their preschool (mothers day out program) is transitioning to a private preschool academy. it was the final school year as CT Kids, and I'll admit to tearing up at drop off that morning when I hugged their teachers, Ms. Sarah and Ms. Stacey. for that and many other reasons, Jordan and I decided to keep them out of a preschool program for this last year before they go into kindergarten. it may seem so backwards to some, but this is the last year of these two being home all day everyday for the next 14 years! I am still working part time and my days off are days that they would be in school- I just don't want to miss anything, you know? we have hired a nanny to help when myself and Jordan are not there and this sweet girl is working towards becoming a kindergarten teacher and she's agreed to tutor them for a couple hours everyday she's there!
sunnies HERE + suits HERE + shoes HERE
two. bootcamp
so. I started back to working out last week.. bootcamp has left me pretty sore, but at the end of my second week of camp gladiator I am feeling pretty good! trying to figure out a schedule with Brady on all this has been a challenge but we are working it out! I am doing CGFit, which is similar to what I did in my first camp that I ever completed last June (see my progress HERE) and I'm excited to get back into the swing of it! its amazing how out of shape I have become. I plan to do a recap in the next couple weeks!
three. summer supper club
last weekend we met the supper club crew for pizza (and lots of wine!!). after dinner the adults passed around a pint of ben + jerry's and a spoon and watched all our babies run and play together in the fountains. this was just a couple days before we welcomed number 19 to our group!
four. memorial day
we posted up in our usual spot at a family friend's pool and played the day away in the water. the weather was perfect and the girls were DARLING in their matching suits. I bought the twins these exact suits in purple last year and I snatched them up as fast as I could when I saw them online again this season. AND- that poolside hairwrap?! give me all the Shelby Chic!! she's started to release her poolside line and I love it all! use code PBANDJ for a discount that never expires :)
the cutest yellow suits HERE
five. summer hair + baker's first!
mama went blonde for summer.. even with a bit of silver mixed in! my oldest and dearest friend, Angela has been doing my hair since I was 14 years old after I went to Florida with some family friends and poured about four bottles of sun-in on my hair- anyone remember sun-in?? not to mention she did up-do's for four proms, three homecomings, a couple firefighter balls.. my wedding + all my bridesmaids. and now she been giving my baby's their first cut. Baker got the last of her baby hair trimmed out this week.
baker's onesie HERE + shorts HERE
girlfriend was being such a stinker.. throwing a fit over nothing at all, and therefore cried through the entire thing. Jo was trying to comfort her.. and Parker stuck a half eaten dum-dum sucker in her mouth.. still with all the tears.
in the end we both are loving our summer hair! if you are local give her a shout HERE
six. hello, carter grant
I can't believe Carter is here!! one of my best friends, Ashley, also known as Auntie to my kiddos (and the blog), had her second baby boy this week! I made my way up to the hospital on Tuesday just a couple hours after Carter was born to get in some baby snuggles and to hug her neck. I always get so emotional about stuff like this! the next day we brought the girls up to meet the newest little guy. they loved him just as they love Brady! Baker is so baby obsessed- she claims, Carter as her own! sorry Auntie, but this girl is convinced that she needs this baby more than you do.
Parker + Jolie's top HERE and clip HERE
these dads and their boys! so many years to come with these babies growing up together. I can't wait!! how amazing is it that our babies are so close in age? love it.
seven. take me out to the ballgame
we took Brady out to his second Rangers baseball game this week! we celebrated Brittany's birthday at the ballpark and Brady tagged along while the girls had a sleepover with their BB and Papa. this time he was awake for the majority of the game and finally passed out when I wrapped him up in the Solly.
Brady's onesie HERE and similar shorts HERE
he's such a HAM. I love every inch of this boy and I basically want about 4 more just like him! who wants to sign my petition to present to Jordan in support of baby number five?
its the weekend! lets see what we can get ourselves into- see ya Monday! XO!
Kamis, 11 Mei 2017
Using Real Life Events in Story Telling
Remember the wonderful book Tell Me a Story in the Dark that I wrote a rave review about here?
The author, John Olive, has written a guest post about how to use your own real life events in storytelling. I'm excited to share his wisdom with you! Family stories are also a part of narrative therapy, which I'll discuss below his guest excerpt. So without further ado, continue reading below to learn how to bond with your children through stories all while using events from their actual lives.
The author, John Olive, has written a guest post about how to use your own real life events in storytelling. I'm excited to share his wisdom with you! Family stories are also a part of narrative therapy, which I'll discuss below his guest excerpt. So without further ado, continue reading below to learn how to bond with your children through stories all while using events from their actual lives.
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John Olive is a widely produced (Manhattan Theater Club, Old Globe, ACT/Seattle, South Coast Rep, the Guthrie, and many others) and award-winning (Fellowships from the Bush and McKnight Foundations, from National Endowment For The Arts, a Kennedy Center Aware For Drama, others) playwright. John's plays include: Minnesota Moon, Standing on My Knees, The Voice of the Prairie, God Fire, Evelyn and the Polka King, etc.
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Turning Real Life Events Into Stories
by John Olive
"Once upon a time, there was a [boy][a girl] [two boys][a boy and a girl] and one day their [Dad][Grandma][Mom][Mom and Dad][Aunt and Uncle] took them to the [zoo][beach][park][movies].
And then..."
What joy in that "and then..."! What a gift! To turn the events of everyday life into thrilling narrative. It will give the day importance and size. Richness. Drama. Turn it into something memorable, a genuine spectacle.
A little imagination lets you do it.
You can say to your young charge, "This life we live isn't boring and featureless. Sure, there are a lot of people in this world, but there is only one you. My imagination lets me give the world epic size. You can do it, too Together, we can make it rare and wondrous. I'm going to teach you how."
One possibility is to simply recount what happened. Perfectly acceptable. Because naturally you will condense the day's events and give them narrative shape. The trip to the zoo took, what, three hours? Four? Your story will not. By shaping the narrative, even though you strictly tell the truth, you will automatically give the story the power described above.
Of course, you could exaggerate. Just a little bit: "It was a sunny day."
"Dad! It was cloudy!"
You could exaggerate a lot: "Natalie and Benjamin rode into the park on their unicorns."
"Grandma!"
Or, "The ramp descended and Natalie and Benjamin said good-bye to the one-eyed ten feet tall aliens, then got off the spaceship. They started swinging on the swingset and pretty soon a dragon swooped down. They hopped on board and it and carried them off to—"
"Mom!"
Why not make the story fantastical and crazy? It's fun and of course the kids know what really happened. The tension between reality and the way you describe it will give your story narrative power. And don't forget the old storytelling saw: "It might not have happened this way, but this is a true story."
Inevitably, though, you will have to tell this story, as opposed to reading it aloud (unless you have a children's author following close behind you, scribbling notes and madly typing into her laptop; I didn't think so). Telling may require a bit of preparation. Easy. Jot down a few ideas, "story points," as they're called in Tell Me A Story In The Dark (which of course you will buy, read, and take to heart). Let the kid(s) – the tellee(s) – be your guide. "What's in that grove of trees?" "Let's go upstairs." Stay relaxed.
And don't worry: you are creating stories for the easiest audience in the world. Ben and Natalie love you unreservedly.
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I appreciate how quickly John develops ideas that allow a child's imagination to soar. Lately I have followed his advice from Tell Me a Story in the Dark at bedtime, and my son loves hearing short stories about Lightning McQueen and Tow-Mater. After reading John's advice above, I know I can use our day-to-day events in magical ways as well. For example, chores can become mighty challenges that the hero navigates through to earn his glorious reward. We can story-tell about Simon plowing through mountains of laundry and pulling giant-sized toys back to his toy box hidden away in a magical cave. I can imagine my son laughing as we exaggerate his actions from the day. What a fabulous way to wrap up bedtime and send him off to sleep in a happy, loving world.
Similarly, narrative therapy uses stories to help people overcome problems and difficulties. By telling his or her story, a person can gain perspective about how their tale has been influenced by culture, family members, or random events. By taking charge of their story, people can grow their self confidence too. Problems are seen as externalized "things" to fight against, rather than permanent parts of one's personality. For example, in narrative therapy, a client fights against their alcohol habit, rather than labeling himself as an alcoholic. Doesn't that sound more empowering? Read more about narrative therapy here.
In addition to John's wise advice above, I also hope you find time to share your stories of tale and adventure with your children. Tell them how you overcame moments of sadness and frustration, inspire them with tales about your successes, and reassure them with stories of comfort and peace. Your example will help your children thrive amidst the ups and downs on childhood and adolescence. Start the habit of storytelling when your children are young so it will be easier to communicate advice to them as teenagers. Read more tips for dealing with teenagers here.
Have a wonderful weekend, and let your creativity soar with storytelling!
Rabu, 15 Maret 2017
Its a dogs life
Please look at the following photos of my boys and try not to say, "Awwwwww". I'm referring to the dog, not the human although both are pretty cute:
[nate's annoyed face is noted]
[henry's broken wrists are noted]
[then henry starts to get funky]
[why is it necessary to put one paw up on the couch?]
Why does Henry feel the need to contort his body like this? Because he is a show boater. He loves the attention and I swear he knows when I'm taking his picture.Then there is this fabulous piece of evidence that our dog is X-rated. I've shown you still pictures before but nothing like a video to convey his true colors. I'd say he's pretty spoiled, wouldn't you?
And now I present to you the best part of Nate's day:
Similarly, the best part of my day:
Ceasar Milan would be SO disappointed in us. Yes, we let our 25 pound dog jump up on us. Yes, we let him get excited. And yes, I make out with Henry most nights [my mouth is tightly shut, don't worry!]. Big deal. It makes the long days at work or school worth it, I tell you.
The funny part is that Henry gets this excited whether we've been gone 9 hours or 9 minutes. We need to get him a watch...
Any other dog lovers out there get this type of greeting upon entry? Isn't it the best?
The funny part is that Henry gets this excited whether we've been gone 9 hours or 9 minutes. We need to get him a watch...
Any other dog lovers out there get this type of greeting upon entry? Isn't it the best?
Sabtu, 04 Maret 2017
A Day in the Life Summer 2013
It's that time again! Although I swore to myself I would be less crazy about recording specific details and better about taking 'nice' pictures, I did not change at all. Still psycho-detailed in text and still just used my iPhone for the hundreds of pics I snapped this date. I can't help it. Change is hard.
I did, however, attempt to copy and paste my notes from my phone into this post, then cleaned it up a bit. This resulted in a weird font when I put it in Blogger but it saved some time, and maybe I even fixed the font-issues.
Friday, August 2 | Truman will be 3.5 in one more month (hate to say 3 years + 5 months), and Cecelia is 14 months old
4:50 am | A little boy ends up in our bed. No clue why. It happens 50% of the time in last two weeks all of a sudden. Nate is usually the lucky one to be called into T's room and I think he's been too tired to put up a fight. Truman says something about how I need to scoot over to give him more room. Please, child. It's not even 5 am and this is not your bed. We are all snoring in no time.
5:40 am | Nate's alarm goes off. The sound of it makes me brim with rage each morning because I think he takes way too long to hit the snooze button. Also, it seems like he hits snooze approximately four times every day. Sigh.
5:50 am | Yep, CC is awake. I wait until 6 to go in because I'm hard like that. She pats my chest to nurse. I oblige. Think she cried at 11 last night too but I didn't wake up enough to even consider getting out of bed. Check my phone but I usually charge it downstairs over night and only have it now because I knew I'd be taking notes for this post. I text mom, check IG , email, FB, time hop, feedly. Start a diptic collage or two. Gotta be on top of the game!
6:20 am | She is done. Asking for 'dada' and 'Tru Tru'. Nate is just out of the shower. Truman is asking to check if his clock turned yellow (it always does at 6:15 am, but seems to work a little better when he actually sleeps in his room all night. Duh). CC is very exited to see Henry sleeping on Truman's chair. Go downstairs with kids. C is really mad I took a penny away from her. She requests her 'ahhhh' so I get her some milk. Love having some actual communication with her these days.
6:30 am | Make kids breakfast. Kitchen sort of stressful-messy. Nate makes the coffee. Truman eats a graham cracker and PB to save room for his breakfast at Lori's. He hasn't been eating the best there so this light meal at home is one thing we are trying. Sister is getting fussy so I put her in the high chair, give her a banana, blueberries, and a graham with PB. Also demands to hold her froggy blanket, so whatever. It will get some of her breakfast too, I suppose.
6:40 am | My turn to shower. Debate about drying and straightening my hair. It's raining, so no. Makeup. Find a boring work outfit. Very 'PT' of me, and this would be why I haven't submitted anything for Work Your Wardrobe lately. Brush teeth (before breakfast, I know, gross). Make bed. Grab clothes for the kids, which I set out last night. All about saving time in the morning of work days.
7:00 am | Come downstairs to my family eating breakfast. Nate is convincing Truman to dress himself. I help T a bit to speed up the process. He isn't happy about having to brush his teeth before the TV goes on. Cecelia is fussing in highchair. Oh boy, this is when daycare mornings are so much fun. I make my lunch and simultaneously make my breakfast because my coffee is kicking in by now.
7:15 am | Eat my eggs and share with CC. Truman finally brushed his teeth after putting up quite the fight. Cecelia looks me in the eye and says, 'Poo Poo.' I swear to you. This has been happening for a few days now and I'm still shocked. Sure enough, the diaper has been dirtied. Nate leaves for work as we fist pump about it being FRIDAY.
7:25 am | Weird, but Cecelia is patting my chest. Should probably not oblige if ever want her to wean, so I dress her instead. Turn on Arthur for Truman, which is a totally random choice as I don't think we've ever watched this before. Set shoes out and start to gather our bags. CC gets mad when I take away my phone. Go pick out a hair bow for her as another distraction.
7:35 am | Cave and nurse her. Truman plays trains on the floor and halfway watches weird Arthur. Cecelia is done in a few minutes and plays floppy on couch. Then she marvels over my watch and a random rock she found outside one day. Babies are funny sometimes.
7:45 am | It's time to go, folks. Heard the masses and drape numerous bags around my arms, staggering out the door for the day. Tell Truman I have six patients today and he approves of my busy day. Strap 'em in.
7:58 am | 'See you, new house!' I'm not sure how long Truman will call our house 'new' but whatever. Discuss colors of garbage trucks along our way, note that it's really 'cloudy and rainy', and we look for the white bus parked at the daycare we pass. It's there! So much construction in this city right now, which is annoying for adults but awesome for Truman because there's always a working truck in eyesight. Discuss the route to the pool versus the route to Lori's house. I think this kid seriously knows his way around our city sometimes.
8:07 am | At Lori's and Truman is super happy to be back after a two week break (Lori's vacation, mom here). Cecelia is indifferent at first but then wants her mommy because I talked to Lori too long. Have to book it out of there pretty quickly...haven't seen her cry it drop off in months. She looks tired, Lori yells that she will be happy soon as I scurry out the door.
8:17 am | Park at my first patient's assisted living apartment. Have 30 minutes to kill and I cannot tell you how happy I am NOT to pump like I was in Spring. I'm not going home because I'm super close to Lori's, so I prep some forms I will need for work. Return email. Delete some pics on my phone from the morning. Lori calls at 8:30, I worry Cecelia is freaking out or something. But no, both kids are fine. She just called about next week's schedule and mostly she just loves to talk!
8:45 am | Patient 1.
9:45 am | Done. Ouch. My back and shoulders hurt from this physically demanding one. Document in the car quickly, then drive to patient 2. Hey, my car just hit 120,000 miles! Good old gal is twelve years old and still kicking.
10:00 am | Patient 2.
10:55 am | Done. Emotionally drained from this one, but I document in my car again. My next one is only a block away, thankfully.
11:00 am | Patient 3.
11:40 am | Done. Fine, not too draining for once. Check my work voicemail and they are asking me to take one on Monday that I had in 2011. Call office, call patient, all set for Monday. Have to pee and eat lunch but document first. Next one is three miles away--far for me! Find a McDonald's for a good bathroom option, since I don't need a key (like some gas stations) and don't have to be let in (like some Walgreens). Eat my lunch in parking lot and sort of want some fries, but don't feel like dealing with it. I have 10 free minutes to eat, which is awesome! Check email, approve comments from blog, diptic a little more. Drive to next patient. Gas light comes on. Great.
12: 30 pm | Patient 4.
1: 20 pm | Done with another emotionally draining patient, one that has me a little flustered. Document in my car, but I know I'm going to be late to my fifth patient who is 5 miles away. Check voicemail from a nurse while driving, return her call. Call a doctor about my last patient.
1:45 pm | Patient 5.
2:15 pm | Done with an easy one, finally, since it was his last day with me. Document in my car and feel more caught up now, still more paperwork to do later though. Hate paperwork on Friday nights, man. Drive to last patient. Suddenly feel parched because my 24 oz water bottle is long gone (along with my coffee travel mug). I think I drink a lot of water during the day and have a bladder of steel. I stop for gas and want a soda but don't. Too much effort to walk inside and I'm not in the best area of town, either. Some really cute houses always end up being in run down neighborhoods, you know?
(this isn't my patient's house, but I love it. And the walkway to his apartment freaks me out a bit---all open holes next to the basement windows?)
2:40 pm | Patient 6.
3:15 pm | Done, because he didn't want to do much in therapy today. No air conditioner at all in this last place, not even window units, so I'm literally sweating and cannot wait to go home and change my clothes. Annoyed by the paperwork I have hanging over my head. If mom was still here watching my kids I'd just go to Starbucks and knock it all out right now, but I like to get my kids at 4pm each day from Lori's.
3:25 pm | Home and I have 20 minutes before I have to leave. Chug water, hunt for a sleepy Henry upstairs, change clothes, take Henry out. Pull in garbage carts just to make Nate happy. Admire our flowers. Put away breakfast dishes. Check email--see Andrea tagged me on a Facebook picture. Eek! Must be a 'four generations' shot she's working on editing! Grab a handful of the most amazing dark chocolate almonds you will ever try. I promise you that they will rock your world, and I don't even like dark chocolate that much. Sea salt for the win!!
3:45 pm | I'm off to get my kids. It's Friday evening and glorious outside now. Pump myself up to take a few pictures at Lori's today, since I never get pictures with my kids and their daycare provider. She might be a little curious about this request and I don't think she knows about my blog, so I can just play it off. But I must do it!
4:00 pm | Lori and the kids oblige me for pics. Truman and Cecelia are the ones who are annoyed with me, not Lori. Wow, Lori really loves to style CC's hair in odd ways with a lot of water/product. Today's style pick? A twisted ponytail really far back on her head. Interesting. Lori says something about how her grandson, Kaydin, must be about 50 pounds now and he was so excited to have Truman back she was worried Kaydin would crush Truman as they laid on top of each other to play. Um, he is one week older than Truman and I tell her there is no freaking way. I say that Truman was 35 pounds at his three year appointment and I'm sure he weighs less than Kaydin, but Truman is also a lot taller. So in typical Lori fashion, she grabs the scale and tells Kaydin to come into the kitchen (she's not mad, but she is just curious). The verdict? Kaydin is actually 43 pounds and Truman is 37 pounds. Also we assess their heights and Truman is quite a bit taller, as I predicted. My kid is getting long and lean! Both kids had excellent days there considering it was the first day back. Both ate well, napped well, and played well. Makes this momma super proud to hear that report!
4:15 pm | Leave and Truman is mad at my new way home but then he decides he is into getting pizza with me because he wants a sticker from Papa Murphy's. This makes Friday nights a lot easier: going straight from Lori's to get the pizza we can bake whenever Nate is on his way home. Lots of traffic though, annoying. Truman says, 'I missed you, mommy,' and asks me 'How many patients did you see?" We talk a lot about his day at Lori's and apparently there are new Legos there and he approves. Cecelia slams some water in the back seat to pass the time.
4:30 pm | Pizza pick up!
4:45 pm | Home, and this is later than usual. CC is mad about our choice of a take-n-bake pizza because she wants to eat ASAP. Let Truman watch the rest of Arthur. Cecelia wants to nurse, so whatever. Love our summer-matching toenails. Another sneak by Andrea is on FB!
5:00 pm | She's done nursing and then promptly throws a tantrum over not getting TV remote. Distract her with getting our mail. Fix her hair. Preheat the oven.
5:15 pm | Head outside to kill time with these hungry kids. Feel the need to IG a shot and pick one showing the wide variety of Cecelia's mood swings.
5:35 pm | Nate calls and on way home. Cecelia's fussiness is back to critical status so we go in to start the pizza. She's smacking me to nurse again. Put her in the high chair instead gibing her some fruit and turkey meat, avocado and sunflower seeds. Truman is happily playing with trains in the kitchen with us. I decide to make a salad while Cecelia is fake laughing at throwing food on ground for Henry. Her sense of humor never fails to amaze me.
6:00 pm | The pizza is done but Nate just texted to say traffic is bad. Curses. Eat my salad over the counter while the kids chase each other around the house. This is one of those sweet/happy moments that's a stand-out from our day.
6:15 pm | Nate is home! Just in time because the 'za is getting lukewarm. T wants to finish his puzzle first but CC is simply melting down. Gather everyone to eat. Truman is very particular about the size of his pizza bites. I am over it and let Nate take over the parenting decisions/battles for now. Dessert is a surprise bag of cookies from Great Harvest that one of Nate's patients brought him. Mmmmm, don't mind if I do!
7:00 pm | Done with dinner and Truman is playing make believe with his toys, Nate is emailing, while CC is finishing her cookie. I start to clean up and Nate helps, too. Cecelia is now climbing onto the dishwasher when I realize that our new dish soap smells god-awful. It totally reminds me of a dirty gas station bathroom with strong/cheap air freshener and I can practically picture which station uses this scent. Cecelia keeps saying 'poo poo' again, but Nate checked and she's clean. Then minutes later I smell it. She totally called it again. If changing dirty diapers wasn't so disgusting I would be really into this 'milestone.' Who am I kidding? I'm still obviously really into it.
7:10 pm | Upstairs for bath time. My phone is nearly dead from all of this note taking today so details diminish around this time. Photos do not.
Had to IG, couldn't resist.
(note how long her hair is when wet)
Old man belly
7:25 pm | I get Cecelia out, brush her teeth, jammies on. Nate gets Truman out, they put on his jams, and I read the kids a few books.
7:50 pm | Goodnight, Cecelia! She says goodnight to the boys, Truman helps give her Ibuprofen because her teeth seem to be bugging her big time today. Nurse my baby to sleep while I make a few more Diptic collages for this post.
8:05 pm | Done. Go downstairs and I have a really bad attitude about doing my paperwork, but I know I should get it finished now while the patient's are still fresh on my mind. Truman and Nate are doing a puzzle and T is also eating some yogurt in a bowl.
8:45 pm | The boys go upstairs for bed while I keep working. Must.prop.eyelids.open.
9:05 pm | My turn for Truman's three made-up stories. We snap a few pictures and he is in a spectacular mood. Keeps kissing my eyelids saying, 'I kissed your eye, mommy.' We need to work on an earlier bedtime for him but sometimes he's so sweet I don't even care that he's a night owl. Love my boy.
9:15 pm | Downstairs again, Nate has to go up and sing his songs to Truman. Wow, I'm tired. Finish up my work stuff which means it only took me a bit over an hour tonight. But still, barf. 'Have to' blog tonight since I just declared I'm doing a daily blogging challenge this month, and I have emails and then this blasted post to compose. Prioritize. New post, it is. Nate makes us a "Lake effect" drink and it's amazing. Gin, lemonade, and ginger ale...mmmmm. Truman calls out for a Super Special Tuck In, which is all daddy.
9:35 pm | Work on Diptic collages and uploading pics to Flickr because my new post is done. Respond to emails and chat with Nate on the couch. Ah, Friday night.
10:15 pm | The pics are done but I can't get motivated to do anything else, so I just hang with Nate on the couch. Start typing this post on the laptop and give it about 2 minutes before I'm over it.
10:50 pm | That's enough of that! Upstairs to bed. Whoops, bathwater still in the tub. I'm ridiculous, but things like that make me smile and feel blessed to have kids in this house. Sleeping kids, none the less. GOODNIGHT, my loves. Never mind that my son is sleeping on his floor.
4:15 am | 'Yoo Hoo! Daddy!' I hear from Truman's room. Did he seriously just say, 'Yoo Hoo?' Yes. And I hear him ask Nate for another Super Special Tuck In (SSTI). Glad he isn't asking to come into our bed.
5:15 am | Nooooooooooooo. Cecelia is crying. I'm in the middle of an awesome dream that has something to do with high school and pregnant friends, but not teenage pregnancy somehow. I go into her room and she is still obviously tired. Smacks my chest as soon as I pick her up so I nurse her and try not to break my neck in the rocker while I close my eyes and try to get back to that dream.
5:40 am | The early bird is done with her nursing sesh and still seems tired, but is pointing to the door and getting really irritable. I take her into our bedroom and pray she will snuggle with me and fall asleep there. I can tell there is no hope for a crib sleep right now. We do snuggle and she loves laying on my chest. I think we might possibly have it made with another hour or so for sleep. And then she notices Nate in bed and makes it her mission to mess with him. Sigh.
I IG'd this one, too.
6:15 am | Truman's clock turns yellow so he is up now, too. I give up all hope on returning to sleep and resign myself to starting this day at 5:15 am. But it's Saturday and therefore not so horrible.
And thus concludes another DiTL. Glad these are only done every three months. I need that long to recover and I'm sure your eyes do, too.
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