Oct 11 2011

Taking out your sillies….

The girls have been extra silly at bed time the past few days.  My tolerance for the silly is lower than normal, which of course is a bad combination.  Instead of yelling and acting like a crazy person, I decided to be proactive Sunday night.  As I tucked them in for bed, I instructed them that it was LATE, over an hour past bedtime, and they needed to go to sleep.  I could see the energy in their eyes and I knew this could be a LONG process.  So I had to think quick.

We talked about how late it was, and how early we were getting up the next morning (we were taking Wes to meet some friends for golf) so they NEEDED to sleep.  We talked about being silly, and how there was just no time for that tonight, so we needed to put our sillies on the nightstand and we could pick them back up in the morning.  Bekah played right along, and pulled out her sillies.  Ashleigh kept ‘trying’ to pull her sillies out, but they were moving around.  She would grab one side of her chest and they would move to the other.  It was a crazy thing….or we just have crazy kids….

Either way it seemed to work, they were asleep pretty quickly and NOT happy Monday morning when I put them in the car.


Sep 23 2011

From Aah-gosh to hot dogs….

My babies are growing up.  Growing up WAY too fast.

I met Ashleigh at school when she got out today.  I took her backpack and handed over her car seat and overnight bag.  She’s off for her first big girl sleep over birthday party.  I’m trying not to be a nervous wreck, really trying hard.  We ‘know’ the parents from drop off, pick up, and school gatherings, but it’s not like I *KNOW* the parents.  I’m praying their movie of the night is a G rated experience and not something I’ll have to deal with the results of later. This is the kid who thinks Toy Story 3 is too scary.

I walk in the front door and am greeted by Bekah.  I had left her at home with Wes because she was napping.  She proceeded to tell me that daddy had a hot dog.  A hot dog.  Last time she said that word it was pronounced ‘Aah-gosh’.  I have it on video somewhere.  I must find it.  I used to make her repeat it over and over because it was so cute.  I noticed last week that she started pronouncing her friend Caleb’s name properly.  Two weeks ago he was Qualeb, last week it was Caleb.

My babies are growing up.  It goes by way too fast.  Someone PLEASE find that pause button!


Jul 16 2011

Don’t they have that call them up….

Kids are funny. My kids make me laugh all the time. I need to record it more. Here’s today’s example.

Wes is out running errands so we can have a fun family afternoon. Here’s the conversation I just had with Ash….

Me: What do you want for breakfast? French toast sticks, pancakes, pop tarts….
Ash: Um….CHICK-FIL-A!!
Me: Well, that’s not happening. Daddy has the car out running errands and they stop serving breakfast soon.
Ash: Don’t they have that call them up to order and they bring it to you thing?
Me: (trying to control my laughter) Um, no.

Oy! Wonder who is teaching her about delivery…..


Jun 10 2011

Pollenator Sale

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Ash’s school is very into green living and they love the school garden.

The Kindergarten class doesn’t get to plant the Veggies, they are in charge of the plants around the garden that encourage pollenation.

They have spent time all year learning about the creatures that pollenate. They studies butterflies, fruit bats, honey bees, lady bugs, etc.

Today they had a pollenator sale. They kids were asked to bring in quarters and they could choose from items decorated in pollenators. 

Ashleigh went to school with 8 quarters and came home with bubbles and a ring. 

She had a friend who really wanted a ring and a barrette, but her mom forgot to send money, so Ashleigh bought her two things too.  Her words were that it didn’t seem fair that she had 2 things and “P” had none, so she wanted “P” to have some things too.

I was so proud of my generous little girl. Plus, the sign is super cute! Way to go Ash!


May 6 2011

Mixed Feelings….

Last week Wes and I realized that Bekah was nearly two and a half.  As if that is not enough of a shock, we realized we have never spent any time teaching her to count or her ABC’s or even her shapes and colors.  Whoops!  Parenting fail.

So, I started emphasizing the color of things over the past few days.  Here is your purple cup, let’s put on your pink shoes.  I’ve quizzed her a few times, and she usually gets it right by the 2nd guess.  Today she shocked me.  I was in the kitchen getting a bowl out of the cabinet for her lunch.  From below I hear, “NO MOMMY!!  Not the BLUE one!” Well knock me over with a feather, she’s getting it!  If only she wasn’t quite so opinionated…..