rant begin:
Do you think the kids can sense that I want them to hurry up and go to sleep so I can do my own stuff?!!
Bedtime is becoming ridiculous. I know they are tired, I know they should be in bed by 8 but there is just too much yelling and tears involved (mostly mine, the kids are too busy trying to sneak another angle on how to stay up 5 MORE MINUTES).
There has to be a better way. I don't want to sit in Syd's room until she falls asleep... that is bad for so many reasons, mainly that I don't know how long it will take and if I have something that I really need to do, that is the night when she is up for an hour or longer. Plus, that's not allowing her to put herself to sleep, PLUS when she wakes up in the middle of the night she freaks out because I'm still not right next to her PLUS PLUS I don't have the patience.
Part of the problem is that Eric puts them to bed several nights a week when I'm working. Of course he says that he NEVER has any problems with them, they go to bed fine for him. GRRRRR
I am so damn frustrated and I lose it on them which doesn't help my chances for another child, I know but I can't help it.
JUST. GO.TO.BED.AND.STAY. THERE.
rant finished
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
bartering
overheard 1 minute ago:
Cooper: Sydney, if you give me one diaper, I'll give you 2 quarters
Sydney: ok
Cooper: if you give me 2 diapers, I'll give you one penny and 2 quarters
seems fair, right?!
Cooper: Sydney, if you give me one diaper, I'll give you 2 quarters
Sydney: ok
Cooper: if you give me 2 diapers, I'll give you one penny and 2 quarters
seems fair, right?!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
my little mouse
Syd has seen Ratatouille one too many times. Today she only wanted cheese for lunch saying that "mice only eat cheese". When I told her that I don't think they are really picky and I'm sure mice would eat turkey too, she had a fit. Then she said "mom, why are you calling me Sydney, my name is mouse".
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
soccer
so I believe that I should expose my kids to as many different opportunities and sports as possible so they can make the decision which one they really like. Apparently, soccer is not for Coop. Luckily, the season is only 5 weeks but MAN, those were 5 tremendously painful, long and grueling 5 weeks. I'm pretty sure he cried in every game. They had 7 games and only scored one goal TOTAL... one lowly goal for the entire season. I would be so frustrated but the funny thing is that they actually didn't seem to mind. When the ball DID come their way, they weren't quite sure what to do with it so they just kind of looked at it until the other team came and swooped it away.
I think my absolute favorite moment was when a player on Coop's team was put in to be goalie (they switch around) and as the ball came to him he did this thing with his fingers, like waving toward the ball...he was trying to put a spell on the ball or catch it with his Spiderman net I later found out. It was fricking hilarious. By the way, it didn't work.
I think my absolute favorite moment was when a player on Coop's team was put in to be goalie (they switch around) and as the ball came to him he did this thing with his fingers, like waving toward the ball...he was trying to put a spell on the ball or catch it with his Spiderman net I later found out. It was fricking hilarious. By the way, it didn't work.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
hello worm
My mother is a great gardener ( and I didn't inherit the gene apparently). While she is on vaca this week, we have been put in charge of keeping her 30 worms alive (for those of you who don't know...worm poop is GREAt fertilizer...duh!). It seems an easy task...keep them fed, in their bucket and covered so they don't get sunlight. I could do without this assignment but mom and dad took the kids for 5 days last week while Eric and I vacationed our asses off in Mexico (please no more swine comments...yes I ate prosciutto AND bacon AND I mixed with the locals and no flu symptoms yet) so I guess this is the least I could do.
I have been surprised (ok, maybe not really) to find that Syd loves them and wants to play with them. She gets a few out in the morning and puts them on the newspaper and plays with them and talks to them. They have conversations and when I walk up to her she says "touch them mom!...JUST TOUCH THEM...look, they're pooping!" I have to persuade her to put them back in the bucket so we can repeat this in another few hours. Eric said that when he came downstairs this morning, she asked him to take the lid off. He came back about 20 minutes later and she was having a little show with them. It is so funny!
I have been surprised (ok, maybe not really) to find that Syd loves them and wants to play with them. She gets a few out in the morning and puts them on the newspaper and plays with them and talks to them. They have conversations and when I walk up to her she says "touch them mom!...JUST TOUCH THEM...look, they're pooping!" I have to persuade her to put them back in the bucket so we can repeat this in another few hours. Eric said that when he came downstairs this morning, she asked him to take the lid off. He came back about 20 minutes later and she was having a little show with them. It is so funny!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
daddy's birthday
The kids are so funny when it is their parent's birthdays. Last year, Coop was laying in bed with me one morning and I said "tomorrow is my birthday" and he quietly whispered "can I be invited, mom?" . So. Cute.
Tomorrow is Eric's b-day and all week we have been counting down, since the kids have it written on their calendars. Today Syd said "tomorrow is daddy's birthday and he's going to get a jump house" ( like Syd's last birthday). I texted Eric and told him about about this new development...then Syd said "I hope I'm invited". To them, birthday means party. To us, its just another year older and a day of eating cake and feeling fat and bad about it the next day. Good times!
Tomorrow is Eric's b-day and all week we have been counting down, since the kids have it written on their calendars. Today Syd said "tomorrow is daddy's birthday and he's going to get a jump house" ( like Syd's last birthday). I texted Eric and told him about about this new development...then Syd said "I hope I'm invited". To them, birthday means party. To us, its just another year older and a day of eating cake and feeling fat and bad about it the next day. Good times!
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Candy Girl
Poor Syd, she is so deprived. Her most recent quote is "I didn't have any _____ today". It started with vitamins. When I would get my vitamins out in the morning, the shaking of the bottle would remind her that she hadn't had hers yet today....so "I didn't have any vitamins today". Of course, she not QUITE correct on her today vs yesterday vs 2 minutes ago time frame. Because, if I shake the bottle again, she will look right at me and say "I didn't have my viatmin today" WHILE SHE IS CHEWING THE ONE I JUST GAVE HER. Ok you get the point.
She also has a problem with candy, as in, I'm pretty sure she's addicted to the stuff. She will hide behind a chair and unwrap a piece of candy that she found and quickly eat it before someone finds out. She hasn't, however, figured out that she needs to throw the wrappers away. She's not that stealth yet. Which reminds me of the story of how I brought home an advent calendar, the kind that everyday you open a door. After she figured out there was chocolate behind every door, I found her under the piano opening and eating EVERY door for the entire month. Sorry Jesus!
Which brings me to Easter...Syd got up around 6:30 and I convinced her to stay in bed another half hour just with the threat of the Easter bunny possibly still being here. Finally she got up, found her basket and started stuffing in the candy. I tried a new strategy today...just let her have as much as she wants and when she's done, THEN take it away and dole it out 1 piece at a time, as we usually do. So she eats for awhile and when she's done I take it away.
Half hour later...I shit you not: "I didn't have any candy today"
I attribute it to the candy coma she must have been in because surely she is not that dumb.
She also has a problem with candy, as in, I'm pretty sure she's addicted to the stuff. She will hide behind a chair and unwrap a piece of candy that she found and quickly eat it before someone finds out. She hasn't, however, figured out that she needs to throw the wrappers away. She's not that stealth yet. Which reminds me of the story of how I brought home an advent calendar, the kind that everyday you open a door. After she figured out there was chocolate behind every door, I found her under the piano opening and eating EVERY door for the entire month. Sorry Jesus!
Which brings me to Easter...Syd got up around 6:30 and I convinced her to stay in bed another half hour just with the threat of the Easter bunny possibly still being here. Finally she got up, found her basket and started stuffing in the candy. I tried a new strategy today...just let her have as much as she wants and when she's done, THEN take it away and dole it out 1 piece at a time, as we usually do. So she eats for awhile and when she's done I take it away.
Half hour later...I shit you not: "I didn't have any candy today"
I attribute it to the candy coma she must have been in because surely she is not that dumb.
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