Usually he isn't so slow about it...
Sydney is on her way home from her summer vacation to Illinois as I type. We are very excited to see her again and she is even bringing Papa B, Aunt Denna, and Cousin Mattie!
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Summer trip in Illinois
Sydney is up in Illinois visiting family right now. Here are some pictures my mom sent of her enjoying the Arts Festival this week.
Checking out the clowns.
Getting a butterfly balloon made.
It certainly looks like she is having a great time!
Thursday, May 6, 2010
What would you say?
To my 5 year old, I don’t know what to say half the time. She can ask questions at a rate of about 20 per minute. I try not to make up stories to explain things to her. Partially this is because I am not creative enough. I also don’t have a good enough memory to keep up with what I may have said before. Mostly, I have learned that there are always follow up questions.
Sure, it seems easy to tell your child not to talk to strangers. Does this look familiar to anyone else?
Mommy – You should not talk to strangers.
Child – Do you mean all strangers? What if the lady ringing up the groceries says hi to you?
Mommy – OK, you don’t want to be rude. [So here come more rules] You can talk to people if you are with an adult.
Child – Why can’t I talk to all strangers?
Mommy – Because not all people are nice and Mommy doesn’t always know who the bad people are.
Child – Why are some people bad?
Mommy – That is a great question. I don’t really know. [I honestly thought the conversation would end here.]
Child – Does the devil make them bad?
Mommy – [This looks like a good out, I’m going for it.] Yes, the devil makes people bad.
Child – What does the devil look like? Where does he live? Why does God let the Devil make people bad…
…20 minutes later…
Mommy – [mind is numb] Yes, the flowers and the dirt keep the devil in hell.
What? Where did that come from? I have no clue. She beat me down and we finally arrived at wherever we were driving.
Other questions have come up too that seem like they could have simple answers. Trust me, there is no simple answer. If someone thinks I am wrong, I will happily have her call you so that you can explain:
1. How much candy can you eat until your belly explodes?
2. Where does the baby come out?
3. How does the plane stay in the air?
4. Why is your hair brown?
If you can keep your talk to less than 5 minutes, I need lessons!
Sure, it seems easy to tell your child not to talk to strangers. Does this look familiar to anyone else?
Mommy – You should not talk to strangers.
Child – Do you mean all strangers? What if the lady ringing up the groceries says hi to you?
Mommy – OK, you don’t want to be rude. [So here come more rules] You can talk to people if you are with an adult.
Child – Why can’t I talk to all strangers?
Mommy – Because not all people are nice and Mommy doesn’t always know who the bad people are.
Child – Why are some people bad?
Mommy – That is a great question. I don’t really know. [I honestly thought the conversation would end here.]
Child – Does the devil make them bad?
Mommy – [This looks like a good out, I’m going for it.] Yes, the devil makes people bad.
Child – What does the devil look like? Where does he live? Why does God let the Devil make people bad…
…20 minutes later…
Mommy – [mind is numb] Yes, the flowers and the dirt keep the devil in hell.
What? Where did that come from? I have no clue. She beat me down and we finally arrived at wherever we were driving.
Other questions have come up too that seem like they could have simple answers. Trust me, there is no simple answer. If someone thinks I am wrong, I will happily have her call you so that you can explain:
1. How much candy can you eat until your belly explodes?
2. Where does the baby come out?
3. How does the plane stay in the air?
4. Why is your hair brown?
If you can keep your talk to less than 5 minutes, I need lessons!
Conversly, to my 1 year old, I have no problem coming up with something to say. It is usually short, to the point, and at an elevated noise level. In the not too distant past I said all of the following in the same day:
Don’t play in the toilet!
The dog is not a lollipop!
Don’t put that in your diaper! (I suppose that is better than telling him not to take something out of his diaper.)
Don’t pour sand in your sister’s hair!
The dog is not a lollipop!
Don’t put that in your diaper! (I suppose that is better than telling him not to take something out of his diaper.)
Don’t pour sand in your sister’s hair!
Good times!
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
School Pictures
The kids had their pictures taken at day care and they turned out great! Just look how adorable they are!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Sydney's Trike-A-Thon
Last week, Sydney participated in a St. Jude Trike-A-Thon at daycare.
Doesn't she look so grown up on her bike!
Concentration... Competitiveness... Cute!
Doesn't she look so grown up on her bike!
Concentration... Competitiveness... Cute!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
She's older too?
Sydney is 5 years old now. I know what you are saying…”What?!” “ How can that be?” “Didn’t she just come home from the hospital?” Oh…that’s what I was saying!
Everyone keeps telling me at work to enjoy my kids while they are this young. This is the age where their mom and dad are the center of their universe. I am trying to heed their advise. We are soaking it in. [Although I will note that I am sure my children will never grow tired of Mommy and Daddy giving them hugs and kisses as everyone says they will.]
Sydney will start Kindergarten in the fall. I am not ready!
Everyone keeps telling me at work to enjoy my kids while they are this young. This is the age where their mom and dad are the center of their universe. I am trying to heed their advise. We are soaking it in. [Although I will note that I am sure my children will never grow tired of Mommy and Daddy giving them hugs and kisses as everyone says they will.]
We carpool every morning to work/daycare. In the 20 minute drive I am positive that Sydney says the word “Mom” at least 143 times. Sometimes the conversation will go like this:
Sydney: “Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom”
Me: “What?!”
Sydney: “So how is your day today?”
Me: “Fine, thank you.”
Sydney: “So what did you do today?”
Me: “Sydney, you know what I’ve done. I got ready for work and got you guys ready for school.”
Sydney: “Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom”
Me: “What?!”
Sydney: “So how is your day today?”
Me: “Fine, thank you.”
Sydney: “So what did you do today?”
Me: “Sydney, you know what I’ve done. I got ready for work and got you guys ready for school.”
Sydney: “Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom”
Me: “Yes?!”
Sydney: “I love you!”
Me: [heart melting] “I love you too!”
Did you notice how many times Steve spoke up in that conversation? Yep, I don’t know how he does it.
Better yet, Sydney has taught Halas to play the “mom, mom” game. He is like a little echo :)
Me: “Yes?!”
Sydney: “I love you!”
Me: [heart melting] “I love you too!”
Did you notice how many times Steve spoke up in that conversation? Yep, I don’t know how he does it.
Better yet, Sydney has taught Halas to play the “mom, mom” game. He is like a little echo :)
Sydney will start Kindergarten in the fall. I am not ready! Thursday, January 14, 2010
His first Birthday!
Yep, Halas is 1 year old already. We got to celebrate his birthday up in Illinois with family. Here are a couple of pictures of our Baby Bear to hold you over while I work up a longer blog update…
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