keeping up with the joneses
10.04.2014
9.02.2012
Megamind
Micah has turned into an evil genius. I'm beginning to question our judgment in letting her fall in love with the movie Megamind....
Two nights in a row now (ie, it's not a fluke) she had managed to snap off the toddler door handle lock off her bedroom door, giving her free reign of the house. Now, the good news is that she doesn't want to explore the house, she just wants to wake us up. However, it's some of the other things she has learned which are scary. For example....yesterday she told me had wanted to see the train from her bedroom, so she opened the blinds. Which means standing on the pillows on the head of her bed to reach the strings of the blinds which are a good four and a half feet off the floor. This morning, she felt like having a dance party, so she replaced the cd of quiet nighttime music she had been listening to last night and started up a new cd.
The worst part is that for all this evil genius she pretends like she doesn't plan to do anything bad. Yesterday after nap her door wasn't even "locked" and when she woke up she still knocked from the inside and waited until I came to get her. I tell you, she is trying to lull us into a false sense of security so that in her own evil genius time frame she can get up, dress herself, hop the gate, and ride off the neighbors motorcycle. I just know it. Here's to just hoping she doesn't toss her sister in a backpack and take her along for the joy ride.....
7.19.2012
Is this a problem?
Over the years I've met many moms who talk about their kids' odd sleeping habits. Boys who like to take matchbox cars to bed, that type if thing. Micah herself has been sleeping with a Buzz Lightyear action figure for so long now that it doesn't even phase me anymore. Oftentimes she asks to take a stack of books, and of course you know that doesn't bother her English-teacher mother or her bookaholic father. Very cute, very sweet.
Until tonight. Tonight I learned my daughter is training to become the next Imelda Marcos. At least if I'm thinking of the right lady and she was the one with a billion pairs of shoes and an unhealthy addiction. When I went to tuck Micah in one last time this evening I found her in bed with multiple pairs of shoes. And to make matters worse, she had chosen the most sparkly and diva-like pair to wear for the purposes of getting her apparently literal "beauty rest."
I submit the attached image as evidence....
7.13.2012
"I'm STILL right here!"
- Micah is currently potty training. Or at least currently sitting on the potty. She did go twice last night, once seemingly on purpose, and only had one accident yesterday. Progress? Maybe, but I'm not holding my breath.
- Micah is also taking swim lessons. Today is lesson #5 out of 10. She LOVES her teacher, and therefore hates sharing her with the rest of the students. She seems to be doing a decent job, though she gets bored with doing the same things over and over again, and still doesn't understand that I'm holding on to her in the pool so that she doesn't DROWN, not because I'm mean.
- Micah has transitioned fairly seamlessly into a big girl bed. And I mean BIG girl bed.....it's a queen. It was what we had in the garage at the time, so we're giving it a shot. It's just the box spring and mattress on the floor, lest you're concerned. :)
- Aaron is nearly finished at the Golf Academy.....just one month left! It feels like he's been in school such a long time; I think it will be weird when he doesn't have homework to do every night. :)
- We've moved. It's a good move, but man what a pain. Micah's toys may be small, but she comes with so many you'd never know it. As much as I was fed up with our old place, I will confess to having shed tears for no other reason than that it's the first place Micah ever came home to. The new place has a little patio yard that is fenced, three bedrooms, plenty of playing space, and MAY even have enough room for a little upright piano, which makes me happy. We are currently working on the garage, though, as we are able to park both cars, but have to come up with an organizational pattern which will continue allowing me to heft my large belly in and out of the car. On more than one occasion I've pulled in, turned the car off, and attempted to get out, only to have to start the process over because no matter how I tried to wedge it, the belly just couldn't get out.
- And that's leads us to the belly. Baby #2, another girl, is due October 5th. I was just diagnosed with gestational diabetes, so as much as I'd like to wait on her arrival as we did with Micah, we will have to see what the doctors say as we get closer. (ie, if she is 10 lbs, they WILL be getting her out immediately!)