With Ladybug's quickly approaching birthday, we celebrated with a fun milestone--her first hair cut.
Both of my girls were born with a lot of hair (although completely different textures). Butterfly's seem to grow much faster though and by her second birthday, she desperately needed a trim to get rid of the wispy baby strands and allow her curls to form more evenly. Ladybug's hair has not grown as quickly in length and we debated if it was necessary. It's not very long yet but it's definitely uneven and always looks unkempt due to the wispy baby pieces.
There's an old wive's tale that cutting a baby's hair more frequently will help it grow faster or thicker. I personally don't understand how that would work but I do agree that trimming off the baby hair, which is wispy and fine, can make a child's hair look significantly healthier by bringing it all to a more similar length and texture.
So yesterday, I took both girls to the salon I use. Ladybug got to go first and loved the drape that the stylist wrapped around her. It was covered in tigers and bright red flowers. She sat very still, watching with big curious eyes. Her haircut went quickly (since it was just a matter of evening it out a bit) and she happily received her sucker when she was finished. Then Butterfly climbed into the chair. This was only her third haircut but she had begged to go. She loves to have her hair played with and knew this is a big deal. So she sat and chatted with the stylist, telling her about Rapunzel getting her hair cut and that she likes to wear her hair in ponytails or long with a flower.
And so we mark off another milestone that my baby girls are getting bigger. :)/:(
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
couch potatoes
We spend a lot of time cuddling and watching movies lately.
Ladybug's favorites are Finding Nemo, Tangled, Hercules, Cinderella and Pocahontas. and she LOVES Sesame Street and Mickey Mouse.
Butterfly's favorites tend to change more frequently and she likes to watch lots of different movies (versus Ladybug who contentedly watches the same ones over and over). But she especially loves Beauty and the Beast, Hercules, Tangled, Strawberry Shortcake and Toy Story. Favorite tv shows include Sesame Street, Blues Clues and Cat in the Hat.
The recent family favorite (which the girls will actually ask for) is Glee (otherwise known as "the dancing movie"). About once a week, daddy and the girls pop a huge bowl of popcorn and we go downstairs to watch the dancing movie. The girls watch and cuddle until the popcorn is gone (about 15 minutes) and then become more interested in their toys and books. So they play and read while daddy and I lounge around watching the movie and eating whatever pretend food they have cooked for us. Until another song comes on. Then both girls race back in front of the tv to dance like crazy people with lots of twirling and jumping and somersaults.
Ladybug's favorites are Finding Nemo, Tangled, Hercules, Cinderella and Pocahontas. and she LOVES Sesame Street and Mickey Mouse.
Butterfly's favorites tend to change more frequently and she likes to watch lots of different movies (versus Ladybug who contentedly watches the same ones over and over). But she especially loves Beauty and the Beast, Hercules, Tangled, Strawberry Shortcake and Toy Story. Favorite tv shows include Sesame Street, Blues Clues and Cat in the Hat.
The recent family favorite (which the girls will actually ask for) is Glee (otherwise known as "the dancing movie"). About once a week, daddy and the girls pop a huge bowl of popcorn and we go downstairs to watch the dancing movie. The girls watch and cuddle until the popcorn is gone (about 15 minutes) and then become more interested in their toys and books. So they play and read while daddy and I lounge around watching the movie and eating whatever pretend food they have cooked for us. Until another song comes on. Then both girls race back in front of the tv to dance like crazy people with lots of twirling and jumping and somersaults.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
terrible twos?
I have often stereotyped my children. Butterfly is super friendly and talkative with a tendency to be loud and aggressive and always the leader of the group. Ladybug has typically been sweet and quiet, more easily content to follow or sometimes just observe.
But we realized that this has changed over the past few weeks. Butterfly is still social and charming but more often lately, we have appreciated how sweet she is. She's eager to share and involve others into her play and despite her high energy, is rather gentle and tender hearted. She gets upset when someone isn't treated fairly, she's a great little helper and she's quick to say "please", "thank you" and "I'm sorry" without prompting.
On the other hand, Ladybug has become more aggressive and attention demanding. She's become more selfish and quick to grab toys from younger playmates. She's begun to have a sassy and defiant streak and she has more willpower than I expect from someone so small. She's still my sweetheart and we have wonderful moments together, especially when I can give her the one-on-one attention that she needs. But this new phase has surprised us. Maybe it's frustrations based on her desire but difficulty in communicating? Maybe she's worried about competing with the new baby for attention? Maybe its just the terrible twos and we will have to work together to get through a difficult stage.
In the meantime, maybe we can send you to grandma's....for as long as possible. ;)
But we realized that this has changed over the past few weeks. Butterfly is still social and charming but more often lately, we have appreciated how sweet she is. She's eager to share and involve others into her play and despite her high energy, is rather gentle and tender hearted. She gets upset when someone isn't treated fairly, she's a great little helper and she's quick to say "please", "thank you" and "I'm sorry" without prompting.
On the other hand, Ladybug has become more aggressive and attention demanding. She's become more selfish and quick to grab toys from younger playmates. She's begun to have a sassy and defiant streak and she has more willpower than I expect from someone so small. She's still my sweetheart and we have wonderful moments together, especially when I can give her the one-on-one attention that she needs. But this new phase has surprised us. Maybe it's frustrations based on her desire but difficulty in communicating? Maybe she's worried about competing with the new baby for attention? Maybe its just the terrible twos and we will have to work together to get through a difficult stage.
In the meantime, maybe we can send you to grandma's....for as long as possible. ;)
Friday, August 26, 2011
36 weeks
We made it to 36 weeks and are happy to report that things are good. We had a long visit with the doc yesterday during which we discussed all my concerns and complaints and he did every test that might be relevant to make sure she's okay. There was no amniotic fluid detected in the test results which means that our scare over the weekend is still a mystery but the leak appears to have resolved itself. I'm halfway effaced and dilated 1 cm. Baby is well positioned and sitting low, but not fully engaged yet. We got to see our pretty little girl via ultrasound and check to make sure she has plenty of fluid surrounding her. The doc reported that she is currently 7 lbs and 2 oz (according to an ultrasound measurement which resulted in a low predicted estimate for Butterfly and an accurate prediction for Ladybug), putting her in the 90 percentile. He even had us do a stress test to monitor her heart rate and movement and my contractions to make sure there was no cause for concern.
At this point, doc feels confident that she would be okay if my body insisted on going into labor but we will still give her as much time as we can. I feel significantly better emotionally, not so terrified that my movement or activity might hurt her or cause problems. I still have plenty of complaints about how I feel physically, especially since there are several things that are new or worse than during the previous two pregnancies, but overall we are doing great. :)
Meanwhile my neighbors, friends and family have been wonderfully supportive and eager to bring us meals and take the girls for playdates (since I've been pretty much restricted to the bed) and I appreciate them so much. We even wound up with a live in nanny to play with the girls in the evening since my cousintwin needed a place to crash for a week until her new apartment is ready (this worked out a lot better for me than she ever could have expected)! In fact, I think the girls have thoroughly enjoyed this week and think it has been a nonstop party with visitors coming to check on us and so many friends to go play with. But they always come home eager to give me gentle hugs and kisses (Butterfly insists on patting and kissing the baby too). And my husband has been especially amazing, sensitive to my needs, patient with my complaints and rampant emotions, and sharing my concerns.
At this point, doc feels confident that she would be okay if my body insisted on going into labor but we will still give her as much time as we can. I feel significantly better emotionally, not so terrified that my movement or activity might hurt her or cause problems. I still have plenty of complaints about how I feel physically, especially since there are several things that are new or worse than during the previous two pregnancies, but overall we are doing great. :)
Meanwhile my neighbors, friends and family have been wonderfully supportive and eager to bring us meals and take the girls for playdates (since I've been pretty much restricted to the bed) and I appreciate them so much. We even wound up with a live in nanny to play with the girls in the evening since my cousintwin needed a place to crash for a week until her new apartment is ready (this worked out a lot better for me than she ever could have expected)! In fact, I think the girls have thoroughly enjoyed this week and think it has been a nonstop party with visitors coming to check on us and so many friends to go play with. But they always come home eager to give me gentle hugs and kisses (Butterfly insists on patting and kissing the baby too). And my husband has been especially amazing, sensitive to my needs, patient with my complaints and rampant emotions, and sharing my concerns.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
daddy's girls
this morning, Butterfly was looking at a picture of daddy rock climbing and asked "daddy can I go climb rocks with you please?!" I think it made his day.
Last weekend, we planned a family date night of dinner and taking the girls to the theater to see the new Smurfs movie. but Ladybug was so tired and cranky that we quickly decided she wouldn't make it through the movie or let us enjoy it. So I dropped daddy and Butterfly off at the theater and took Ladybug home. Apparently, they had a great time. She watched half the movie while sitting in her own chair and then cuddled in daddy's lap for the rest of it. When she came home, she proudly showed me her "tickets"--the receipts from the admission and buying popcorn. She folded them neatly and tucked them into her pockets. When it was time for bed, she carefully put her tickets on the nightstand and begged me not to throw them away saying, "it my tickets from my date with daddy!" :)
Last night was a perfect example of Ladybug's favorite moment with daddy. We turned of Finding Nemo (her favorite movie) and she curled up on his chest holding and cuddling her favorite blanket while he played with her hair. (I was kind of jealous)
Ladybug was looking at pictures on my phone and in frustration, pushed on my arm asking "where daddy pictures?" so I found a picture of her and daddy. She took the phone back and alternated gazing at it and hugging it for the next ten minutes.
one of the girls favorite things to do is have a picnic with daddy at his work. Except its not really a picnic as we eat indoors and at a table. But they think getting to visit him at work is so much fun. They eagerly help me put together lunch and climb in the car. And then when we arrive at his work they run around like crazy people, exploring and saying hi to everyone. They both insist on sitting by daddy and fawn over him as we eat. No matter what they have, his food always looks better and they beg "can I have a bite?", which he of course is willing to share. Then they beg to color, wanting to use the white board and markers at his office (and inevitably end up with markers on their clothes and legs)
other fun cute things:
-Butterfly told me she wants to be a ninja so she can shoo the bad guys.
-and she wants a dog. more specifically, a pink one. but tiny so she can hold it in her hand.
-Ladybug now insists on putting on her own shoes (including buckles)
-Ladybug can sing the abc song by herself without mistakes. thank you sesame street.
Last weekend, we planned a family date night of dinner and taking the girls to the theater to see the new Smurfs movie. but Ladybug was so tired and cranky that we quickly decided she wouldn't make it through the movie or let us enjoy it. So I dropped daddy and Butterfly off at the theater and took Ladybug home. Apparently, they had a great time. She watched half the movie while sitting in her own chair and then cuddled in daddy's lap for the rest of it. When she came home, she proudly showed me her "tickets"--the receipts from the admission and buying popcorn. She folded them neatly and tucked them into her pockets. When it was time for bed, she carefully put her tickets on the nightstand and begged me not to throw them away saying, "it my tickets from my date with daddy!" :)
Last night was a perfect example of Ladybug's favorite moment with daddy. We turned of Finding Nemo (her favorite movie) and she curled up on his chest holding and cuddling her favorite blanket while he played with her hair. (I was kind of jealous)
Ladybug was looking at pictures on my phone and in frustration, pushed on my arm asking "where daddy pictures?" so I found a picture of her and daddy. She took the phone back and alternated gazing at it and hugging it for the next ten minutes.
one of the girls favorite things to do is have a picnic with daddy at his work. Except its not really a picnic as we eat indoors and at a table. But they think getting to visit him at work is so much fun. They eagerly help me put together lunch and climb in the car. And then when we arrive at his work they run around like crazy people, exploring and saying hi to everyone. They both insist on sitting by daddy and fawn over him as we eat. No matter what they have, his food always looks better and they beg "can I have a bite?", which he of course is willing to share. Then they beg to color, wanting to use the white board and markers at his office (and inevitably end up with markers on their clothes and legs)
other fun cute things:
-Butterfly told me she wants to be a ninja so she can shoo the bad guys.
-and she wants a dog. more specifically, a pink one. but tiny so she can hold it in her hand.
-Ladybug now insists on putting on her own shoes (including buckles)
-Ladybug can sing the abc song by herself without mistakes. thank you sesame street.
Monday, August 22, 2011
School Registration
Butterfly's school registration arrived so we spent an afternoon together reading it. First I showed her the envelope and pointed to the letters so she could identify them and recognize her name. She was pretty ecstatic when she realized the letter was addressed to her. We read the welcome letter from her teacher and then filled out the "all about me" sheet that was enclosed. I was so impressed and proud of her as she answered all of the questions herself, without prompting, and told me what to write. It included
favorite color: pink
favorite thing to do: play dress up, toys, books
favorite book: princess stories
favorite food: fish, donuts, pizza, strawberries
favorite movie: Belle, Hercules and Mickey
I really enjoy: watching movies, going to the park
She has also learned to recite her birthday (I'm not sure who taught her because I was shocked the first time I heard her do it) and her phone number! My little girl is getting so big!
favorite color: pink
favorite thing to do: play dress up, toys, books
favorite book: princess stories
favorite food: fish, donuts, pizza, strawberries
favorite movie: Belle, Hercules and Mickey
I really enjoy: watching movies, going to the park
She has also learned to recite her birthday (I'm not sure who taught her because I was shocked the first time I heard her do it) and her phone number! My little girl is getting so big!
fire drill #2
We spent another night at the hospital to check on this little girl who seems determined to cause drama. I was leaking fluid but very uncertain what this meant. I never felt a gush and it was a relatively small amount of fluid so I wasn't sure if my water had broken. After a few hours of deliberating and a phone call to the doc, we checked in at the hospital. The first test (to confirm if it was amniotic fluid) was positive and sent us into a troubling conversation with the nurse what this might mean for our little girl (I'm only 35 weeks). But a second test was negative. So she repeated the first test for another positive result. She called the doc who decided he wanted me to be monitored for a few hours and then would come in to check me himself.
We tried to sleep but I wasn't able to have any anti-contraction meds until we knew for sure what to expect. So after a few hours the doc arrived and started his own exam with more mixed tests results. He even did an ultrasound sound to make sure baby is okay and had plenty of fluid around her.
The conclusion? I appear to be leaking amniotic fluid but it does not appear that my water has officially broken. It's unlikely but possible that there is a small leak somewhere. Without being able to confirm my waters had ruptured, they gave me more anti-contraction drugs (were 5 minutes apart most of the night but I wasn't progressing) and sent us home with a long list of things to watch for. I'm supposed to lie around and then follow up with the doc in a few days for more tests and another ultrasound.
So I spent the rest of the day sleeping while daddy and grandparents played with the girls. Today I feel better physically but admittedly frustrated.
We tried to sleep but I wasn't able to have any anti-contraction meds until we knew for sure what to expect. So after a few hours the doc arrived and started his own exam with more mixed tests results. He even did an ultrasound sound to make sure baby is okay and had plenty of fluid around her.
The conclusion? I appear to be leaking amniotic fluid but it does not appear that my water has officially broken. It's unlikely but possible that there is a small leak somewhere. Without being able to confirm my waters had ruptured, they gave me more anti-contraction drugs (were 5 minutes apart most of the night but I wasn't progressing) and sent us home with a long list of things to watch for. I'm supposed to lie around and then follow up with the doc in a few days for more tests and another ultrasound.
So I spent the rest of the day sleeping while daddy and grandparents played with the girls. Today I feel better physically but admittedly frustrated.
Friday, August 19, 2011
happy 28th
28 reasons yesterday was awesome
1. woke up from a good night's sleep especially due to one of husband's magic backrubs
2. woke up sandwiched between two beautiful cuddly girls
3. no one spilled their cereal at breakfast!
4. got to have daddy join us for breakfast
5. got to shower uninterrupted while daddy got the girls dressed
6. cuddling girls for a movie
7. perfect weather
8. playdate at the park
9. got to take a picnic to daddy for lunch
10. spent half of naptime scrapbooking
11. and half lounging in my bed
12. double stuffed oreos
13. the girls were so happy to see their favorite baby sitter that Ladybug offered to share her favorite blanket with her and Butterfly asked "mom can you go away and do something so I can play with my friend?"
14. Ladybug, without any prompting, used the potty by herself for the babysitter (I gave up trying weeks ago! decided she wasn't ready and would wait)
15. got to run errands with my smokin hot husband (which means running in and out of two different stores in less than 15 minutes. this would have taken an hour if I had to drive, park, unbuckle kids, herd kids, conduct business, more herding, buckle, drive again, etc.)
16. looked at blessing dresses with daddy (I love when he offers opinions, truthfully he hates shopping and would be fine with letting me pick but I appreciate that he humors me)
17, 18, 19. the absolutely exquisite birthday gift husband made for me--teardrop shaped opal earrings and necklace. They are so beautiful and look especially incredible in the sunlight to highlight the strong red streaks in the pearl white
20. thoughtful gifts from my two moms (spa gift card/book and theater tickets, they know me so well!)
21. meeting friends for dinner (another couple we haven't seen for awhile) and laughing so hard I think I burned off half my dinner before leaving the restaurant
22. best.steak.ever.
23. cookie skillet with ice cream and hot fudge for dessert
24. getting to enjoy a long drive holding husband's hand
25. children already sound asleep when we got home
26. an explosion of birthday wishes on facebook
27. thoughtful and fun texts and voicemails from friends and family (including being serenading by some incredibly talented family--no one can do impromptu harmony like these amazing people)
28. falling asleep cuddling smokin hot husband
yea for being 28, we're off to a great start. :)
1. woke up from a good night's sleep especially due to one of husband's magic backrubs
2. woke up sandwiched between two beautiful cuddly girls
3. no one spilled their cereal at breakfast!
4. got to have daddy join us for breakfast
5. got to shower uninterrupted while daddy got the girls dressed
6. cuddling girls for a movie
7. perfect weather
8. playdate at the park
9. got to take a picnic to daddy for lunch
10. spent half of naptime scrapbooking
11. and half lounging in my bed
12. double stuffed oreos
13. the girls were so happy to see their favorite baby sitter that Ladybug offered to share her favorite blanket with her and Butterfly asked "mom can you go away and do something so I can play with my friend?"
14. Ladybug, without any prompting, used the potty by herself for the babysitter (I gave up trying weeks ago! decided she wasn't ready and would wait)
15. got to run errands with my smokin hot husband (which means running in and out of two different stores in less than 15 minutes. this would have taken an hour if I had to drive, park, unbuckle kids, herd kids, conduct business, more herding, buckle, drive again, etc.)
16. looked at blessing dresses with daddy (I love when he offers opinions, truthfully he hates shopping and would be fine with letting me pick but I appreciate that he humors me)
17, 18, 19. the absolutely exquisite birthday gift husband made for me--teardrop shaped opal earrings and necklace. They are so beautiful and look especially incredible in the sunlight to highlight the strong red streaks in the pearl white
20. thoughtful gifts from my two moms (spa gift card/book and theater tickets, they know me so well!)
21. meeting friends for dinner (another couple we haven't seen for awhile) and laughing so hard I think I burned off half my dinner before leaving the restaurant
22. best.steak.ever.
23. cookie skillet with ice cream and hot fudge for dessert
24. getting to enjoy a long drive holding husband's hand
25. children already sound asleep when we got home
26. an explosion of birthday wishes on facebook
27. thoughtful and fun texts and voicemails from friends and family (including being serenading by some incredibly talented family--no one can do impromptu harmony like these amazing people)
28. falling asleep cuddling smokin hot husband
yea for being 28, we're off to a great start. :)
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
fish babies
We had our last swimming lesson today and Butterfly has been doing great! She had four lessons last week and two this week. When she started, she refused to put her face in the water, would cling to me and was even scared to jump in from the side. (although recently, the inflatable arm rings helped with her independence) But she had a fantastic teacher and I can't believe how much more brave she is. Her teacher was great at keeping each activity short and turning it into a game. Now she eagerly jumps in from the side, loves to put her face in the water to blow bubbles, have splash wars and most impressive, is starting to swim short distances on her own. She pushes off from a side wall ("a magic carpet jump") and does "ice cream scoops" (paddling with her arms) and kicks her feet to push herself through the water. She ducks her face under the water and pushes herself back up without panicking but knowing its a faster way to get to where she's going. I'm so proud of her!
Last week, I would take Ladybug and we would just watch as sister had her lesson. But she was so eager to imitate that we decided to turn her over to the teacher too this week. Much to our surprise, it didn't go well. Normally she loves men and loves the water. But for her two lesson this week she was whiny and panicky and refused to follow directions. She cried for me until we gave up and I just held her instead. As Butterfly's lesson continued, Ladybug would watch and get more comfortable and become eager to play again but would only do it at her own pace. She wanted to play on the steps and splash or blow bubbles but ran away if the teacher tried to work with her at all. It was kind of a disappointing surprise because she seemed so eager at first but she is really young still and I imagine will do much better next year.
Last week, I would take Ladybug and we would just watch as sister had her lesson. But she was so eager to imitate that we decided to turn her over to the teacher too this week. Much to our surprise, it didn't go well. Normally she loves men and loves the water. But for her two lesson this week she was whiny and panicky and refused to follow directions. She cried for me until we gave up and I just held her instead. As Butterfly's lesson continued, Ladybug would watch and get more comfortable and become eager to play again but would only do it at her own pace. She wanted to play on the steps and splash or blow bubbles but ran away if the teacher tried to work with her at all. It was kind of a disappointing surprise because she seemed so eager at first but she is really young still and I imagine will do much better next year.
growing up
guess what came in the mail yesterday?
school registration for my little Butterfly. Can you believe she's old enough to start preschool?
She actually already knows everything covered by the 3 year old curriculum (colors, shapes, numbers, letters, etc.) but we still feel it's important for her to have the experience. So she will be attending school two days a week with a fabulous teacher (sister to one of our good friends actually) and having a blast. She's already begging to go. Nearly everyday she asks if she can go to school today and loves to pretend with her sister or dollies. (mostly they just go to school, I don't think she knows what they will actually do there.)
Every fall I see other moms posting on facebook or talking about how they cried when taking their baby to their first day of school. I don't anticipate being one of those moms because I really am so excited for her! But it is a little strange to me to think about her having this experience on her own. It really is the first big thing she will do without me. (like all children, this is way harder for mom than baby) I won't be there to experience it with her and watch her face light up over a new discovery or help her when she gets stuck on a problem. She will be making friends on her own and hopefully being good for her teacher. It's fun and exciting and I hope she comes bouncing home full of news and stories to share with me.
My little girl is getting so big and I'm so proud of her. Here's to a new and exciting step, have a blast!
school registration for my little Butterfly. Can you believe she's old enough to start preschool?
She actually already knows everything covered by the 3 year old curriculum (colors, shapes, numbers, letters, etc.) but we still feel it's important for her to have the experience. So she will be attending school two days a week with a fabulous teacher (sister to one of our good friends actually) and having a blast. She's already begging to go. Nearly everyday she asks if she can go to school today and loves to pretend with her sister or dollies. (mostly they just go to school, I don't think she knows what they will actually do there.)
Every fall I see other moms posting on facebook or talking about how they cried when taking their baby to their first day of school. I don't anticipate being one of those moms because I really am so excited for her! But it is a little strange to me to think about her having this experience on her own. It really is the first big thing she will do without me. (like all children, this is way harder for mom than baby) I won't be there to experience it with her and watch her face light up over a new discovery or help her when she gets stuck on a problem. She will be making friends on her own and hopefully being good for her teacher. It's fun and exciting and I hope she comes bouncing home full of news and stories to share with me.
My little girl is getting so big and I'm so proud of her. Here's to a new and exciting step, have a blast!
Monday, August 15, 2011
good morning
Yesterday morning was one of those rare mornings where I wake up and the house is still quiet. It's cool and calm with gentle morning light streaming in through the bedroom windows. Unsurprisingly, there is a pretty little Ladybug cuddled up on the other side of daddy who sleeps between us. I snuggled in closer so I could rest my head on his shoulder and reach across to put my hand on Ladybug's chest and feel the soft rise and fall of her breathing. I also love to touch her cheek and marvel at how incredibly soft and smooth her skin is. When daddy starts to wake up we cuddle, talk quietly and share a quick kiss. Suddenly, a little hand reaches out and takes ahold of daddy's chin and turns his face away from me, bringing him back to her. She hasn't made a sound so I wasn't even sure if she was awake yet. So teasingly I put my hand on his chin and gentle turn him back to me again. Almost immediately, the quiet little hand returned to steal him again. Finally laughing, I reach over to tickle her and we play for a few minutes. She especially likes to pretend she's a cat in the morning. She climbs across both of us, meowing and purring and shoving and burrowing her face into my neck. But playtime only lasts for a few minutes before she asks, "watch movie?" and then without waiting for a reply she responds "okay!" (as if it was my suggestion) "I get memote." (remote) She gives me the remote but before I can turn it on, she asks "eat bekfast?...okay!" and climbs out of the bed, "come on daddy, come on!" Taking his hand, she pulls and drags until she gets him out of bed and into the kitchen where she will climb onto the counter to pick out her cereal, sit at the table to eat and inevitably spill it before even halfway finished. Meanwhile, I'm probably still comatose (I don't wake up as easily or as alert as she does) and will lounge in bed in my zombie like state for as long as I can.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
quote of the day
(on a long car drive)
Butterfly: "i suppose you should start the movie now."
Ladybug: "i love perkuleas!" (hercules)
Unrelated, according to babycenter.com, my baby is a cantelope this week. (approximately five and a half pounds, 18 inches)
Butterfly: "i suppose you should start the movie now."
Ladybug: "i love perkuleas!" (hercules)
Unrelated, according to babycenter.com, my baby is a cantelope this week. (approximately five and a half pounds, 18 inches)
Friday, August 12, 2011
things that are magic
sour cream. it has the ability to make any food more appetizing to Ladybug. it also doubles as hair gel and face paint.
chocolate pudding. the perfect taste and texture to satisfy the "I don't know what I want" cravings.
husband's back massages. I fell asleep to this last night and had the best night of sleep in months.
grandparents. especially when they come to play with small crazy people or offer to take them for the weekend. I actually get stuff done! (and enjoy time with my hubby!)
air conditioning. might be even more effective than doctor prescribed medicine at getting the contractions to relent.
sunglasses. not only am I completely dependent on them but they provide hours of entertainment for my girls. cannot describe how cute they are, especially when Ladybug has to pull the down enough to peek out at you and say "what's up?" (over and over and over).
naptime. quite possibly my favorite time of day.
Shout stain remover. I can't believe how much of this stuff we use. then again, it is watermelon season.
my new vacuum. is it sad that this makes me excited?
amazon.com. our favorite place to shop.
baby wipes. not just for diapers anymore, these are used for the majority of quick clean ups at our house. even after all children are potty trained (won't that be a great day!) I'm sure we will still buy them in bulk.
reliable vehicles. one of many things that you don't appreciate enough until you don't have it.
music. solves 90% of child cranky moments. we LOVE to dance to music. also great distraction in the car or to get stubborn girls to sleep.
candy (and bribery). yes we've had to resort to that to get Butterfly to sleep in her own bed throughout the night. But since she sleeps like a Tasmanian devil while clutching fistfuls of my hair and radiating heat, I'm willing to do it to keep her out of my bed. It's working wonderfully. Ladybug on the other hand, does not fall for bribery yet and we've had to resort to locking her door again for another round of sleep training (responding well, hopefully will only be a few days).
husband. his very presence does wonders for my disposition. completely head over heels in love with that man and feel indescribably blessed that I get to be with him forever.
...enough rambling. time for my nap.
chocolate pudding. the perfect taste and texture to satisfy the "I don't know what I want" cravings.
husband's back massages. I fell asleep to this last night and had the best night of sleep in months.
grandparents. especially when they come to play with small crazy people or offer to take them for the weekend. I actually get stuff done! (and enjoy time with my hubby!)
air conditioning. might be even more effective than doctor prescribed medicine at getting the contractions to relent.
sunglasses. not only am I completely dependent on them but they provide hours of entertainment for my girls. cannot describe how cute they are, especially when Ladybug has to pull the down enough to peek out at you and say "what's up?" (over and over and over).
naptime. quite possibly my favorite time of day.
Shout stain remover. I can't believe how much of this stuff we use. then again, it is watermelon season.
my new vacuum. is it sad that this makes me excited?
amazon.com. our favorite place to shop.
baby wipes. not just for diapers anymore, these are used for the majority of quick clean ups at our house. even after all children are potty trained (won't that be a great day!) I'm sure we will still buy them in bulk.
reliable vehicles. one of many things that you don't appreciate enough until you don't have it.
music. solves 90% of child cranky moments. we LOVE to dance to music. also great distraction in the car or to get stubborn girls to sleep.
candy (and bribery). yes we've had to resort to that to get Butterfly to sleep in her own bed throughout the night. But since she sleeps like a Tasmanian devil while clutching fistfuls of my hair and radiating heat, I'm willing to do it to keep her out of my bed. It's working wonderfully. Ladybug on the other hand, does not fall for bribery yet and we've had to resort to locking her door again for another round of sleep training (responding well, hopefully will only be a few days).
husband. his very presence does wonders for my disposition. completely head over heels in love with that man and feel indescribably blessed that I get to be with him forever.
...enough rambling. time for my nap.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
girls' night
Today was a crazy day of doctor's appts (post op follow up visit for Ladybug, she's doing great, plus a check up for the baby, also doing great, nothing new to report), errands, shopping and swimming lessons (my children are fish!) Butterfly is taking swimming lessons this week from a friend in the neighborhood. He's incredibly good with her, making every new task or challenge into a game and she just flirts outrageously with him. Meanwhile, Ladybug and I hang out in the other end of the pool. (I didn't think it would be fair for Butterfly to go swimming but not Ladybug. So we just go and play in the water during Butterfly's lesson. But Ladybug has done surprisingly well at mimicking everything the teacher tells Butterfly to do so we might extend into next week and do lessons for both of them. The hardest part is trying to keep her ears out of the water since she has no fear and loves to jump in or float on her back.)
So this evening we hung out at home. For dinner, we had a picnic on the floor while watching a movie (never tried it before, the girls had to be frequently reminded to eat but that happens even at the dinner table) and then cuddled for the rest of the movie. Or at least me and Butterfly cuddled. Ladybug ran around like a crazy person and dumped out the entire basket of toys. Then she spent the evening playing with the Little People figurines in their dollhouse (I love watching her pretend with them such as having dinner or going to the park or putting them to bed), building with her Megablocks (bringing her creations to me and announcing "I did it!") or taking care of her dollies. Butterfly cuddled against me to watch the movie. The best part was during a "scary" scene when she hugged my belly and said "It's okay baby, it will be okay, don't be scared." She loves to ask what the baby is doing and constantly pats or rubs my belly and she sounds so adorably proud when she tells people she has TWO sisters.
So this evening we hung out at home. For dinner, we had a picnic on the floor while watching a movie (never tried it before, the girls had to be frequently reminded to eat but that happens even at the dinner table) and then cuddled for the rest of the movie. Or at least me and Butterfly cuddled. Ladybug ran around like a crazy person and dumped out the entire basket of toys. Then she spent the evening playing with the Little People figurines in their dollhouse (I love watching her pretend with them such as having dinner or going to the park or putting them to bed), building with her Megablocks (bringing her creations to me and announcing "I did it!") or taking care of her dollies. Butterfly cuddled against me to watch the movie. The best part was during a "scary" scene when she hugged my belly and said "It's okay baby, it will be okay, don't be scared." She loves to ask what the baby is doing and constantly pats or rubs my belly and she sounds so adorably proud when she tells people she has TWO sisters.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
climbing
What do you get when you cross a mountain goat with a monkey?
...give up? A Ladybug.
This child is afraid of nothing and regularly climbs everything. Especially troublesome is how she can climb onto the kitchen counter. She grasps the edge with her hands and walks her feet up the side. Then she can throw her weight up over the side and voila! nothing is out of reach (treats, electronics, fragile items, a hot stove, etc.)
She also loves to climb the back of the couches, the bookshelves and the headboard to my bed. It's rather startling to walk in and find her perched on top if the metal scroll work five feet above the ground.
The other day we went to a new park and Butterfly immediately scrambled up the climbing wall. (then she barreled down the slide into a clover patch and discovered the flowers growing there. Together we made flower necklaces, bracelets and tiaras and she declared herself "the flower princess".) Ladybug watched her sister on the climbing wall and ran over to follow. The problem was the two foot gap between the ground and the first foothold. I tried telling her the wall was too big and redirecting her to the stairs but she refused. She stubbornly explored and experimented until she got a good grip with her hands and manager to muscle her way onto the wall by pulling herself up. She maneuvered her way up the wall (with some very impressive climbing techniques) and pulled herself onto the platform at the top. She cheered for herself and then did it several more times. She even waited patiently for a five year old boy who struggled and finally gave up, unable to pull himself up the way she did before she had to show him how to do it.
My response? "Go baby!" Daddy's response? "when can I take her rock climbing?"
...give up? A Ladybug.
This child is afraid of nothing and regularly climbs everything. Especially troublesome is how she can climb onto the kitchen counter. She grasps the edge with her hands and walks her feet up the side. Then she can throw her weight up over the side and voila! nothing is out of reach (treats, electronics, fragile items, a hot stove, etc.)
She also loves to climb the back of the couches, the bookshelves and the headboard to my bed. It's rather startling to walk in and find her perched on top if the metal scroll work five feet above the ground.
The other day we went to a new park and Butterfly immediately scrambled up the climbing wall. (then she barreled down the slide into a clover patch and discovered the flowers growing there. Together we made flower necklaces, bracelets and tiaras and she declared herself "the flower princess".) Ladybug watched her sister on the climbing wall and ran over to follow. The problem was the two foot gap between the ground and the first foothold. I tried telling her the wall was too big and redirecting her to the stairs but she refused. She stubbornly explored and experimented until she got a good grip with her hands and manager to muscle her way onto the wall by pulling herself up. She maneuvered her way up the wall (with some very impressive climbing techniques) and pulled herself onto the platform at the top. She cheered for herself and then did it several more times. She even waited patiently for a five year old boy who struggled and finally gave up, unable to pull himself up the way she did before she had to show him how to do it.
My response? "Go baby!" Daddy's response? "when can I take her rock climbing?"
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Company Retreat
My husband works for a company that his dad started years ago. The company has primarily done research on technology that is generally way over my head but completely fascinating. More recently, the company has transitioned to more commercial sales and has grown with amazing speed and energy. This weekend was the company retreat and it was a phenomenal experience. We went camping in our newly acquired cub trailer :) so that we could spend time with the other employees and their families and participate in some great activities that had been planned. This was especially fun for me because I've never even met many of the employees that have been hired in the last year (they work at the production facility versus my husband who works primarily at the research and admin facility).
We arrived Friday morning, dropped daddy off at the cowboy shooting competition and hung out in camp with the other early arrivals. Grandma (who also works for the company in a significant admin role) and some of the other ladies had a tent full of crafts and art supplies plus a table full of drinks and treats for us to enjoy throughout the day. The girls were especially thrilled with the play dough (I'm entirely too neurotic and sensitive to smells to let them play with it at home) and with the chance to play with friends. I really enjoyed getting to know some of the other employees and spouses as we sat around in the shade, chased kids and enjoyed being outside.
Dinner was amazing and the camp was full of people. Grandpa and Grandma led a campfire sing a long and we made smores (one of my favorite desserts). The girls were crazy and full of energy, obviously having a great time.
But my favorite activity was on Saturday morning. After breakfast and more craft time, the employees were split into teams for "an amazing race" style activity. Daddy went with his team while the girls and I (plus other families) just met them at the final destination--the new site for the production facility. Along the way, the team had followed clues and collected prizes that brought them to this spot. Daddy (as company president) welcomed them and conducted a brief but poignant meeting with our key admins getting to say a few words and then ended with a ground breaking ceremony. Grandpa (as the original founder and key scientist) went first and then invited Grandma and Daddy to take a turn with a shovel. It was an amazing, significant and powerful experience to watch this and acknowledge all of the work and progress that this moment represented.
It was a wonderful weekend and I'm so proud of my husband and this company. They do something that is so noble and important and they are dedicated and passionate individuals. Being together this weekend felt more like a family reunion than a company party, with lots of joking, teasing and sincere appreciation. Looking forward to many more experiences with this amazing group of people and being able to witness and appreciate all that they do...
We arrived Friday morning, dropped daddy off at the cowboy shooting competition and hung out in camp with the other early arrivals. Grandma (who also works for the company in a significant admin role) and some of the other ladies had a tent full of crafts and art supplies plus a table full of drinks and treats for us to enjoy throughout the day. The girls were especially thrilled with the play dough (I'm entirely too neurotic and sensitive to smells to let them play with it at home) and with the chance to play with friends. I really enjoyed getting to know some of the other employees and spouses as we sat around in the shade, chased kids and enjoyed being outside.
Dinner was amazing and the camp was full of people. Grandpa and Grandma led a campfire sing a long and we made smores (one of my favorite desserts). The girls were crazy and full of energy, obviously having a great time.
But my favorite activity was on Saturday morning. After breakfast and more craft time, the employees were split into teams for "an amazing race" style activity. Daddy went with his team while the girls and I (plus other families) just met them at the final destination--the new site for the production facility. Along the way, the team had followed clues and collected prizes that brought them to this spot. Daddy (as company president) welcomed them and conducted a brief but poignant meeting with our key admins getting to say a few words and then ended with a ground breaking ceremony. Grandpa (as the original founder and key scientist) went first and then invited Grandma and Daddy to take a turn with a shovel. It was an amazing, significant and powerful experience to watch this and acknowledge all of the work and progress that this moment represented.
It was a wonderful weekend and I'm so proud of my husband and this company. They do something that is so noble and important and they are dedicated and passionate individuals. Being together this weekend felt more like a family reunion than a company party, with lots of joking, teasing and sincere appreciation. Looking forward to many more experiences with this amazing group of people and being able to witness and appreciate all that they do...
Carnival
We took the girls to the Fair Days Carnival and had a great time. We ate overpriced food, avoided sketchy looking rides and ran into friends and neighbors. Ladybug began squealing and bouncing the minute she spotted the carousel so we took them for a ride on that and she was in heaven. Then we let Butterfly pick a ride and she chose the cars (pretty much same thing as a the carousel but old fashioned cars instead of horses and roosters). The girls begged to play "the duckie game", which consisted of picking up a rubber duck out of the kiddie pool and turning it over to see what size of prize they could get. They both got the small prize and were thrilled with the princess tiaras they got to pick out.
We took them again a few days later so they could use up the rest of their tickets and pick one ride each. This time, Butterfly chose the "castle". It was actually more like a fun house with slides and rope nets and other obstacles. She eagerly ran in while Ladybug cuddled daddy and watched. After a few minutes, Ladybug decided it looked like fun and begged to do it too. She turned in her tickets and made it through the first obstacle and climbed the rope ladder. But then she stopped at the top of the first slide, looked around and realized daddy hadn't followed and that sister was way ahead of her. So she promptly broke. She sat down and sobbed, refusing to continue and go down the slide or turn around and climb down the ropes. Finally daddy had to go in and get her while Butterfly eagerly and excitedly ran through the rest of the fun house and came barreling down the final slide with a huge grin and begging to do it again. We let Ladybug pick the next ride which of course was the carousel. The girls sat on their horses like beautiful princesses with daddy standing right behind them. Each time they passed me they would wave or blow kisses. Ladybug kept exclaiming "yehaw, whee!" and patting her horse's neck.
We took them again a few days later so they could use up the rest of their tickets and pick one ride each. This time, Butterfly chose the "castle". It was actually more like a fun house with slides and rope nets and other obstacles. She eagerly ran in while Ladybug cuddled daddy and watched. After a few minutes, Ladybug decided it looked like fun and begged to do it too. She turned in her tickets and made it through the first obstacle and climbed the rope ladder. But then she stopped at the top of the first slide, looked around and realized daddy hadn't followed and that sister was way ahead of her. So she promptly broke. She sat down and sobbed, refusing to continue and go down the slide or turn around and climb down the ropes. Finally daddy had to go in and get her while Butterfly eagerly and excitedly ran through the rest of the fun house and came barreling down the final slide with a huge grin and begging to do it again. We let Ladybug pick the next ride which of course was the carousel. The girls sat on their horses like beautiful princesses with daddy standing right behind them. Each time they passed me they would wave or blow kisses. Ladybug kept exclaiming "yehaw, whee!" and patting her horse's neck.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
pregnant and irrational
today is day 3 of daddy's business trip. Fortunately, he will be home tonight. But unfortunately it meant that I was on my own for the last few days. Normally, this is not a big deal. (I think few things in life would be harder than being a single mom but usually I handle his short trips pretty well). Anyway, I'm tired, hot and cranky. Tired because I don't sleep well when he is away (and especially not when pregnant), hot because it's 80 degrees (I run the AC as little as possible because I'm terrified on the impending electric bill) and cranky because I feel large and uncomfortable. The girls have been their normal mischievous selves and some moments are better than others but tonight ended up being a full meltdown. And yet, an hour later, I can see it was totally irrational and choose to record it for hopefully someone else's entertainment.
For some reason, I went on a cleaning binge the last three days. My house was a disaster and it's making me crazy. I actually searched for a maid service to come in to do a deep clean before the baby is born but can't anyone who will come to my little middle-of-nowhere town for a realistic price. So I gave in and did it myself (relying heavily on my anti-contractions meds). But the girls found this to be rather boring. So we tried to find fun things to do in the evening as a reward for them being good. But today, I was worn out and paying for the last few days of activity so I laid on my bed and played halfheartedly with the girls. We wasted most of the day watching movies and having tea parties and finally decided I needed to cook something for dinner. First I made a pasta dish but it was a different brand of pasta than normal and once cooked, had the texture of glue. So I threw it away. Then I tried cooking a frozen chicken dish (the freezer burn should have been a warning) and it turned out to be suspiciously like spicy cardboard. So I gave up and we went to Subway.
Finally, an hour past bedtime, we were all fed and getting ready for bed. I helped the girls get a drink and then took Butterfly to find her pajamas. I had left Ladybug unsupervised in the kitchen for less than seven minutes. She apparently climbed the cabinet, retrieved my glass from the sink, returned to the refrigerator, wedged the glass into the water dispenser and proceeded to flood the kitchen. I found her pulling washcloths out of the drawer to try to clean up the water while the water was still running. Without a word, she looked up at me with big apologetic eyes. I stopped the water, got full sized towels and we began to mop up the mess. Then my irrational panic set in. We have beautiful hardwood floors and I was sure there was standing water under the fridge that would seep into the floorboard and permanently warp and damage them. So I began to cry (the obviously irrational pregnant thing to do) and called daddy to ask what to do. (use a flashlight to see how far back the water went) Fortunately, we were able to clean it all up without calling a neighbor for help. No big deal right? Then why was I laying on the floor of my kitchen with a flashlight and crying?
I put the girls to bed and began texting daddy again while he was still on his flight layover. He mentioned the flight was overbooked and they had a hard time getting seats, which I misread and thought he was delayed and again, burst into tears.
Good news. He will be home soon. and in the meantime, I think it's time for some ice cream and a chick flick.
For some reason, I went on a cleaning binge the last three days. My house was a disaster and it's making me crazy. I actually searched for a maid service to come in to do a deep clean before the baby is born but can't anyone who will come to my little middle-of-nowhere town for a realistic price. So I gave in and did it myself (relying heavily on my anti-contractions meds). But the girls found this to be rather boring. So we tried to find fun things to do in the evening as a reward for them being good. But today, I was worn out and paying for the last few days of activity so I laid on my bed and played halfheartedly with the girls. We wasted most of the day watching movies and having tea parties and finally decided I needed to cook something for dinner. First I made a pasta dish but it was a different brand of pasta than normal and once cooked, had the texture of glue. So I threw it away. Then I tried cooking a frozen chicken dish (the freezer burn should have been a warning) and it turned out to be suspiciously like spicy cardboard. So I gave up and we went to Subway.
Finally, an hour past bedtime, we were all fed and getting ready for bed. I helped the girls get a drink and then took Butterfly to find her pajamas. I had left Ladybug unsupervised in the kitchen for less than seven minutes. She apparently climbed the cabinet, retrieved my glass from the sink, returned to the refrigerator, wedged the glass into the water dispenser and proceeded to flood the kitchen. I found her pulling washcloths out of the drawer to try to clean up the water while the water was still running. Without a word, she looked up at me with big apologetic eyes. I stopped the water, got full sized towels and we began to mop up the mess. Then my irrational panic set in. We have beautiful hardwood floors and I was sure there was standing water under the fridge that would seep into the floorboard and permanently warp and damage them. So I began to cry (the obviously irrational pregnant thing to do) and called daddy to ask what to do. (use a flashlight to see how far back the water went) Fortunately, we were able to clean it all up without calling a neighbor for help. No big deal right? Then why was I laying on the floor of my kitchen with a flashlight and crying?
I put the girls to bed and began texting daddy again while he was still on his flight layover. He mentioned the flight was overbooked and they had a hard time getting seats, which I misread and thought he was delayed and again, burst into tears.
Good news. He will be home soon. and in the meantime, I think it's time for some ice cream and a chick flick.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
quote of the day
Ladybug: (as she raises her hands up and slaps them back down to her sides) "DANG IT!" The reason this is funny is because she was completely asleep.
Butterfly: (looking at one of our wedding pictures) "oh mommy you are so beautiful! You went to the castle! You went to the temple castle and you are a princess and then you go to the ball and you danced with daddy and you had flowers and daddy is your prince."
Butterfly: (looking at one of our wedding pictures) "oh mommy you are so beautiful! You went to the castle! You went to the temple castle and you are a princess and then you go to the ball and you danced with daddy and you had flowers and daddy is your prince."
raising kids
Dear husband,
Remember when we lived in a tiny house with just our two cats? I kind of miss those days.
love, wife
p.s. your house is a wreck and your children are monsters.
I am unspeakably grateful for the beauty and luxury that I live in now. My house is beautiful and we have so much space for us to spread out and play and never feel crowded. But I have to admit, I really miss those days when I could clean the entire house in two hours. Now it takes two hours just to clean the bathrooms.
And absolutely nothing could compare to the joy and fulfillment (or stress levels) that having children has given me. They are beautiful and wonderful and charming and such incredible gifts from God. But the cats sure were easier to take care of.
I love and appreciate what I have now and don't want to sound ungrateful. I'm just stating that I think there was something admirable in the simplicity of our previously lifestyle. But now our lives have grown, become something much more meaningful and fulfilling but certainly more chaotic.
We are having a rough day. It started with a rough night. (children who fought each other all evening and then fought me at bedtime. then not much sleep due to the small child who insists on fetal gymnastics all night.) Morning came too early and with plenty of mischief. Instead of coming directly to my room like she normally does, Butterfly started with helping herself to snacks in the kitchen and made a mess. Then she pounced on me (and Ladybug who appeared in my bed at some point during the night) which resulted in a cranky-because-I-wasn't-ready-to-wake-up-yet Ladybug. We played for awhile...until the girls started dropping tiny toys down the air conditioner vents and while I tried to retrieve those, Butterfly started swinging a bag full of wooden puzzle pieces and hit her sister. During breakfast Ladybug accidentally spilled her bowl of cereal. I sighed, reminded myself not to yell and began cleaning it up. Butterfly watched and apparently felt neglected so she promptly poured hers on the floor as well. (this time I yelled) While she sat on time out, I cleaned up the mess and Ladybug threw her sippy cup against the wall which opened and also spilled all over.
The morning continued with more bickering as I tried to clean the bathrooms and finally declaring a truce as we cuddled for an episode of Sesame Street and made lunch together. So really nothing too dramatic, just a typical toddler chaos.
Something cute to end with: I love carrying Ladybug to her room for a nap because she cuddles into my shoulder and calls "night-night" to her sister. She eagerly and happily climbs into her bed and snuggles down under her blankets and tells me night-night. Then I tuck Butterfly into her bed for a nap and she insists on kissing me and my belly good night.
I love nap time.
Remember when we lived in a tiny house with just our two cats? I kind of miss those days.
love, wife
p.s. your house is a wreck and your children are monsters.
I am unspeakably grateful for the beauty and luxury that I live in now. My house is beautiful and we have so much space for us to spread out and play and never feel crowded. But I have to admit, I really miss those days when I could clean the entire house in two hours. Now it takes two hours just to clean the bathrooms.
And absolutely nothing could compare to the joy and fulfillment (or stress levels) that having children has given me. They are beautiful and wonderful and charming and such incredible gifts from God. But the cats sure were easier to take care of.
I love and appreciate what I have now and don't want to sound ungrateful. I'm just stating that I think there was something admirable in the simplicity of our previously lifestyle. But now our lives have grown, become something much more meaningful and fulfilling but certainly more chaotic.
We are having a rough day. It started with a rough night. (children who fought each other all evening and then fought me at bedtime. then not much sleep due to the small child who insists on fetal gymnastics all night.) Morning came too early and with plenty of mischief. Instead of coming directly to my room like she normally does, Butterfly started with helping herself to snacks in the kitchen and made a mess. Then she pounced on me (and Ladybug who appeared in my bed at some point during the night) which resulted in a cranky-because-I-wasn't-ready-to-wake-up-yet Ladybug. We played for awhile...until the girls started dropping tiny toys down the air conditioner vents and while I tried to retrieve those, Butterfly started swinging a bag full of wooden puzzle pieces and hit her sister. During breakfast Ladybug accidentally spilled her bowl of cereal. I sighed, reminded myself not to yell and began cleaning it up. Butterfly watched and apparently felt neglected so she promptly poured hers on the floor as well. (this time I yelled) While she sat on time out, I cleaned up the mess and Ladybug threw her sippy cup against the wall which opened and also spilled all over.
The morning continued with more bickering as I tried to clean the bathrooms and finally declaring a truce as we cuddled for an episode of Sesame Street and made lunch together. So really nothing too dramatic, just a typical toddler chaos.
Something cute to end with: I love carrying Ladybug to her room for a nap because she cuddles into my shoulder and calls "night-night" to her sister. She eagerly and happily climbs into her bed and snuggles down under her blankets and tells me night-night. Then I tuck Butterfly into her bed for a nap and she insists on kissing me and my belly good night.
I love nap time.
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