Friday, September 21, 2007

L.M.B.S.

Caroline (a.k.a. Cari, L.M.B.S., Little Miss Big Stuff, Bigs, Big, Big E. Big) is my baby girl. I LOVE Cari, she's a good baby, don't get me wrong. But at 5 1/2 months old, especially when she's tired or hungry, she presents many challenges to me. She's a challenge to me, in completely different ways than Owen is/was. I've never felt like I know what I can do to help her. I can't ever tell what she needs in order to be soothed. Maybe it's just "the girl" factor, I don't know. But, in the meantime, I'm enjoying my "Bigs"!

I captured some rather adorable pics, if I do say so myself, of Bigs when I put her into her crib the other day after I changed the sheets and put the bumper up, etc. I didn't realize I coordinated her outfit so well with her crib attire.

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Corn Through a Picket Fence

Owen has a mouthful of teeth. He got his first two teeth at 5 1/2 months and hasn't looked back since. In fact, he has only the last set of molars to come in and he will have ALL of his baby teeth. Owen has plenty of room in his mouth to house all of those teeth. So much room, that he has gaps all over, especially between his top two teeth. I was the same way as a little kid, and still have a ton of room. I even have all four of my wisdom teeth and STILL have plenty of room. Of course in my family, the joke is that I (and Owen) could eat corn through a picket fence.

But, I digress. We had corn on the cob the other night with dinner. It was expertly cooked on the grill by Adam, which turned out yumm-o! We tried to get Owen to eat corn on the cob the last time we had it, and he would have nothing to do with it. Okay, whatever. However, the last time we had it, he wanted to try it, so I let him. He loved it and wanted to do it himself, of course. I had to help him hold the cob since it was dripping with butter and S&P.

I'm just glad Owen is trying more and more vegetables that I don't have to hide in either rice or noodles. Way to go O-man!


The Daily Phone Call

Adam is really good (really, really good) and calls me when he is about 20 minutes away on his way home from work. I really appreciate this phone call. It gives me a chance to get the house picked up, dinner started, kids' faces cleaned, off the phone (okay that one doesn't always happen, especially if I'm talking to my neighbor - who lives just across the street!) and just all around have myself "put together" - that phrase I use loosely as that is my neverending and constant goal, to which I still need a ton of help with, I know.

Moving on, so once Adam calls me I listen for the garage door. Once I hear the garage door, I tell Owen to "go see who's home". He usually is running to the door with glee and giggles looking for Adam. Well, Wednesday Owen asked me "Hizz zat?" (Who's that?) when I got off the phone with Adam. I told him it was Daddy and that he was on his way home. Owen ran for the door and when Adam didn't come through the door, he started to cry.

Well, he waited and waited and waited (5 minutes) and still no Daddy. After many tears, he plopped himself down in the middle of the hallway and waited for Adam. Finally, after further ado, Adam came walking through the door. Owen couldn't be happier (neither could I) that Daddy was home to save the day.



I'm waiting...........


Is he there yet?


There he is!!!!!

THEY Did It!

Wednesday night Adam and I went to Babies R Us and we purchased an extra tall and extra long bed rail for Owen's twin bed. (I am of the opinion that toddler beds are a waste of money and since kids end up in a twin bed, usually, after the toddler bed, why not just put the kid into a twin bed? You save on having to buy another crib mattress along with the toddler bed, which ain't cheap.) I washed sheets, put the new bumper on the crib, raised the crib mattress up to the infant height, and, when she was ready, put Caroline down for her nap.

After struggling through the very poorly written directions, and unclear pictures, I put the bed rail together. Owen was exhausted by this time after getting up extra early (7:00 a.m.) yesterday morning. I put him down for his nap in his "big boy bed" and although he cried, (I think because he was overtired) it was a success!

I thought for sure that Adam would have a tough time putting Owen in his "big boy bed" because Owen would cry, much like he did with me. Adam said Owen was so tired that he basically fell asleep in Adam's arms. Once Adam laid him down on the bed, he was out for the night! He stayed in his bed all night and when he woke up, he didn't cry, he didn't try to get out, rather just laid there and waited for me to come get him. (He did this while sleeping in the crib too. It wasn't until just recently, that after I dropped the side of the crib, that Owen would try and climb out of the crib).

I now have my 20 1/2 month old son in his bed and my 5 1/2 month old daughter in her crib. I couldn't be happier about everybody being in their proper and respective sleeping arrangements!

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Clod-Hopping Around

Owen has given the phrase "clod-hopping" a new definition. It seems Owen is obsessed with shoes. Not only his shoes, my shoes, Adam's shoes, everyone's shoes! Maybe it's because he knows that once he has shoes on he's either going for a car ride (a.k.a. "bye-bye", and errands), or, especially if Adam is home, Owen is going outside to "help" Adam with the yard work or just to play around.








Owen will have his sandles on from either just getting back or from just coming inside. The first thing he does is go to the basket of shoes, pull out Adam's shoes and put those on his feet, with his sandles still on. He's wearing 2 pairs of shoes! Or, the first thing in the morning after he's dressed and diaper is changed, he runs for the basket and pulls out a pair of Adam's shoes and puts them on his feet. He goes around the house the entire morning (until his nap) clod-hopping around. Then, what is the first thing he does when he gets up from his nap......yep, he finds the shoes again! So goes the day in the life of Mr. Clod-Hopper!

Adam said to him yesterday, "Hey, buddy why don't we just get you adult sized shoes. They'll last you a whole lot longer than your shoes." Ya know something...that ain't such a bad idea some days. Let me think about that one for a while.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Hollywood Movie Set?

As some of you know, my Grandpa died last August. Since that time, my Grandma has been going through his things, sorting out what needs to be trashed, given away, shredded, etc. It's been a HUGE undertaking for her. I've tried to help and have told her that I would LOVE to help her, but she just wouldn't hear of it.

While she was clearing out decades worth of stuff (they were married 70 years), she came across an old newspaper article. This article talked about my Grandpa and how he won a 1953 Buick Hardtop from Hepler's Gas Station. The article had a picture with them and their youngest son. She gave that article to my uncle and he scanned it in to his computer and sent it to my dad, who then forwarded it on to me.

It is so neat to see this picture as there are very, very, very few pictures of my Grandpa in his younger years, as well as my Grandma. My uncle thought it looked like a Hollywood movie set from that time period. I happen to agree. My Grandpa was 39 and my Grandpa was 37 in that picture.

She Likes It! She Likes It!

I finally got Cari to eat cereal. I would battle her and battle her and she usually ended up winning. I tried everything (or so I thought). Different flavors, different times, she would have nothing to do with it. I didn't want it to become and unpleasant experience for her and have her cry every time she would eat. So, I decided to pull back and not feed her cereal for a few days thinking maybe she just wasn't ready.

In the meantime, while I was at my parents' house, I made her a bowl cereal (hoping she would eat it) with bottled water that was really cold. Knowing ahead of time she would probably turn her nose up at it, I decided to heat in the micro for a few seconds. She gobbled it up and then an entire other bowl too! I was so excited. She finally would eat cereal. I stumbled on that theory by pure dumb luck. I can't believe she would be so picky as to have it warmed up. Sheesh!

Then, last night, I decided to try her first small tub of vegetables. I started with peas, as I did with Owen. I like to start with the green veggies first, then the orange veggies and then the fruit. I don't know very many kids who won't eat the fruit, but know lots of them who won't eat the veggies.

Now, I despise peas. I will not eat them; not in a house, not with a mouse; I do not like them Sam I Am! Wait, I digressed. Back to Cari and the peas......anywho, she ate the entire tub! I couldn't believe it. Neither Adam nor I like them and not only did Owen eat them, now Cari eats them too. What are the chances?

Hopefully, we are on our way to having Cari eat more food other than just cereal.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

I Plead the 5th

I was finally catching up on reading everyone's blogs and to my surprise, I was "tagged" by Rebecca to recount some of these 5 things about me. Here goes nothing....

5 Things I Was Doing 10 Years Ago
1. Dating my ex-boyfriend.
2. Living in Utah.
3. Finishing my B.S. Degree at the University of Utah.
4. Flitting around doing whatever I wanted to do.
5. Working full-time for an attorney.

5 Things on my to-do list today
1. Change diapers.
2. Blog
3. Feed the kids
4. Read
5. Try to get some sleep

5 Snacks I enjoy
1.POPCORN
2. Chips 'n salsa
3. Cottage cheese
4. Yogurt
5. Cold fresh fruit, especially melons

5 Songs I know the lyrics
1. Hopelessly Devoted to You - Olivia Newton John
2. Greased Lightning - John Travolta
3. Mamma Mia - ABBA
4. I Have 2 Little Hands
5. Give Said the Little Stream

5 Things I would do if I were a millionaire
1. Pay off Adam's student loans
2. Pay off our mortgage
3. Save for my kids' education
4. But my dream car ('67 Shelby Mustang GT 500 - think "Eleanor" from Gone in 60 Seconds).
5. Pay off my parents' house.

5 Bad Habits
1. Procrastinating.
2. Shopping when I'm bored.
3. Staying up way too late.
4. Not paying enough attention to my kids.
5. Worrying about what others think about me.

5 Things I'd never wear again
1. Penny loafers.
2. Bell bottoms.
3. Soccer uniform (although I wish I had the time, and was in shape to play)
4. Short shorts! (even tho the "G's" prevent me from doing so, I wish I had the body to do so)
5. My wedding dress (I did it right the first time.)

5 Favorite toys
1. Books (are those really "toys" though?)
2. Cell phone
3. Digital camera (I would sure like to have a new one, but the one we have will have to do)
4. Laptop
5. Sewing machine (when I have the time to use it)

Now for Tagging:
1. Chelsea
2. Becky
3. Diet Drink World
4. Alysen
5. Michelle J.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Late Night Show

As I just stated in the previous post, I went out with Kristen last night. We decided to go see the movie Becoming Jane. I had heard some not so good things about the movie, but really wanted to see it anyway. I really enjoyed the movie and thought it was very well done. In fact, it has inspired me to go back and read her novels, and in most, if not all cases, read them for the first time. Jane Austen never married and "lived by her pen". She had a short life, but during her life, she wrote 6 novels that are now part of the classics in literary history. What a remarkable woman.

We took Cari with us and she did really well. She only fussed for a few minutes at the beginning during the previews, but I think that was because the previews were so loud. We had a lot of fun last night. Kristen is very easy-going, zaney, crazy, and very animated. She makes me laugh and smile whenever I'm around her. Thanks, Kristen for a great night out!

Déja Vu #2

Déja vu number 2, you ask. Yes. Déja vu number 1 was about the weather. (See post "I'm Melting! I'm Melting" for a refresher.) When we left Idaho, we were traveling home with 1 sick kid, Owen had croup, and Cari was well on her way to getting sick. Well, déja vu number 2 has struck. Yesserie indeedie do. Owen has another cold, as does Cari. Once again, I've been dumping Infant Robitussin, Motrin Cold, Mucinex, an occasional shot of Benadryl, or anything else I can get my hands on, down Owen's mouth. Cari, well, not much I can do for her, which just bites! So, after I got home last night - had a girls' night out with my sister-in-law, Kristen - I gave Cari something to eat and then put her down. Oh yeah, by the time I got her settled down and in bed, it was close to 1:00 a.m.!

The next thing I knew at about 1:40 I was up with Cari slurping out her nose because she couldn't breathe. Back to sleep for us; at least until 3:15 when I was up again slurping her nose out a second time. Back to sleep for us. But, this time Cari wouldn't settle down, so I let her sleep on me for the next 4 hours. It helped her breathe since her head was elevated slightly. I put her back down in her own crib at about 7 and fell back to sleep for the next hour when she was awake and hungry. She's now starring at the TV show Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, which sadly is coming to an end. Wait a minute, I'm in luck! A second episode is coming on.

Owen is eating his waffle, while trying to breathe at the same time. It's basically the only thing he's eaten in about 36 hours. He turned his nose up to chocolate chip pancakes from Mimi's yesterday. So, I am pleased to see him eat this waffle this morning. Actually, he's now asking for waffle number 2! Hopefully, he'll eat this one, too. Down the hatch with his medicine and here we go with our day up and running.

I think tomorrow before we depart for our road trip back to Arizona, I'm going to give each kid a shot of Benadryl. Maybe (hopefully, please oh please) they'll sleep in the car. Here's to hoping!

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Kids & Bed

My friend, Leanne, sent me this link that is just the coolest song ever. I haven't ever experienced what this dad is singing about, but I'm sure my days will come. I think it's pretty neat and know many of you will be able to relate. Fortunately, Owen goes to bed pretty easily and, well, Caroline doesn't really have too much to say as far as what she wants for "bed". She gets what I give her. It's so sweet. If you listen to the entire song, I think you'll agree with the "message" of this song. Enjoy the link as I know many of you will.

I'm Melting! I'm Melting!

What are the chances that both times I've left Arizona this summer I have traveled to 2 different destinations that are having record heat! C'mon already. I'm trying to get OUT of the heat, not go to hot (and sometimes hotter) weather.

This past weekend here in California it has been record heat, the worst weather in 25+ years. Un-freakin'-believable. It seems I can't catch a weather break. So, what does anyone do while in Southern California and it's hot....we go to the beach.

Saturday morning we got up somewhat early and went to the beach. It was great. I remember what I miss the most (and probably the only thing excluding family of course) about living in California, the weekend spent at the beach. I love the beach! I love to hear the ocean, see the water, and smell the breezes. (If I can figure out how to work my parents' Mac, then I'll post some pictures.)

Owen was scared of the ocean, I think because the water was so cold. When he finally worked up the courage to walk into the water, as a wave was going back out, he carried Owen with it and he did a face plant into the water. Adam grabbed him, but of course Owen was crying. From the face plant, Owen had sand in his ears, mouth, in his swimming suit, diaper, under his swim shirt, EVERYWHERE! It was a fun time, regardless of the parking ticket we got. We missed the time by a mere 15 minutes and came back to our car with a $47 "meter expired" ticket. It was a bummer, but we had a good time.