I have been away. Well not away but away from my blog. School started recently and is kicking my butt. The Girl is not helping either.
The last few mornings:
Sunday - wakes up about 6:15 am, I get to her door before her and ask her to go to bed, she throws herself on the floor, so I lay down int he doorway and go to sleep. No way she is leaving that room before 7:00 am.
Monday - Go to get her up at 6:30 to eat and get ready for school, she is literally glued to the bed. Takes a good 20 minutes to get her out of bed.
Tuesday - Is up about 6:15 am. Actually ended up a fairly decently school morning.
Today - Up at 5:55 am, eats a big breakfast and is good all morning until 5 minutes before leaving for school, totally melts down about getting dressed. Try to calm her, well I mean wrestle her clothes on then she wants a different shirt and goes upstairs with my AGW and has all her clothes off. Eventually gets clothes on, is sad all the way to school, I have to carry her in. I am worried she is going to be a wreck. I see her in the library listening to a story and she smiles and waves. UGH, little girls!
I should be sleeping preparing for what Thursday morning brings but I wanted to share a little slice of what makes me crazy. Fortunately for my 8 am class, I had coffee and a moment to breathe and de-stress so I could do my best in school.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
Need a Break from Summer Break
Kids are amazing. They have energy that seems endless. They only go to bed because we make them. Plus the things they do are awesome, scary, exciting and just plain weird. This isn't over and I am already tired.
People say that it must be nice to have a break from school, yes and no. Yes because school is exhausting but fun all at the same time. No because even though I get a break, I have to keep two of my favorite kids happy and try to do fun stuff with them all the time.
We dug for fossils one afternoon. The Boy went to baseball camp with the local minor league team. The Girl started ballet class. Both kids are in swimming classes. There is vacation, which as I have learned is beach playtime for the kids but work for the parents (love it either way). The Boy ran in some track meets for the first time ever and the tall little seven year old jumped 8' 7" in the long jump. The Girl went to Ballet Camp, which is where I need to go on a tangent:
Ballet Camp for the Girl was awesome. Me - not so much. The very first day I dropped her off, I felt like I was on an episode of "Toddlers 'n Tiaras." The moms were mostly blonde chesty women (I am trying to be polite) and their daughters seemed a little like their very own dolls. The morning that one girls had eyeliner, eye shadow and glitter on was it for me. I was very proud of the Girl, she listened well, and learned quite a lot. The final performance she did an awesome job and this Dad sat a little taller than all the Moms.
The Boy is now in art camp. I know he is very creative but some of the stuff he does being only seven is very impressive to me.
People say that it must be nice to have a break from school, yes and no. Yes because school is exhausting but fun all at the same time. No because even though I get a break, I have to keep two of my favorite kids happy and try to do fun stuff with them all the time.
We dug for fossils one afternoon. The Boy went to baseball camp with the local minor league team. The Girl started ballet class. Both kids are in swimming classes. There is vacation, which as I have learned is beach playtime for the kids but work for the parents (love it either way). The Boy ran in some track meets for the first time ever and the tall little seven year old jumped 8' 7" in the long jump. The Girl went to Ballet Camp, which is where I need to go on a tangent:
Ballet Camp for the Girl was awesome. Me - not so much. The very first day I dropped her off, I felt like I was on an episode of "Toddlers 'n Tiaras." The moms were mostly blonde chesty women (I am trying to be polite) and their daughters seemed a little like their very own dolls. The morning that one girls had eyeliner, eye shadow and glitter on was it for me. I was very proud of the Girl, she listened well, and learned quite a lot. The final performance she did an awesome job and this Dad sat a little taller than all the Moms.
The Boy is now in art camp. I know he is very creative but some of the stuff he does being only seven is very impressive to me.
All this in addition to all the fun nights out with my AGW. This summer has been fantastic, but I will need to take a little time off of school to recover.
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
A Day at the Beach
A day at the beach with the kids is always a good time. Beyond enjoying the sun, sand and surf we also have constant instructions for the kids:
Don't throw sand.
Don't touch your sister.
Don't touch your brother.
Play in front of our blanket.
Watch out for other people!
Watch out for other people!
No matter what the kids ignore everyone and think they own the whole beach. One new activity included burying our beach toys. One problem is they forget where they put them. We only lost one Splash Bomb so not to bad.
We as a family had a great time. The AGW and I have the beach trips down pretty well. We pack lunch, drinks, snacks, treats, beach chairs, towels, beach blanket, canopy, beach toys and some spare sanity. But it is all worth to watch the Boy long jump on the beach, dig holes, jump over waves, play baseball in the water with me, run around like a mad kid; and watch the girl build sand castles, then destroy them, destroy my sand castle with a grin, play in the water and keep walking further out into the water with no fear (actually scares the crap out of me).
Would I do it all again next weekend? Absolutely!
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
The Sponge
The Boy is a sponge. He remembers what seems to be everything, except picking up his Legos. He can hear or see something one time and he will remember. He may not remember the next day (he probably does) but he will pull things out of the air and remind us of something we said or something that happened. To me his recall is amazing.
This morning he slept in, granted sleeping in at our house is usually 7:00 am, he slept to a little after 8:00 am. I had mentioned to him that he slept in past 8:00 am and that it was awesome, he asked, "Do I get a prize?" I responded, "A prize?!" He informed me that I had said, "If anyone sleeps until 8:00 am they will get a prize."
I more than likely said this as I bribe the kids from time to time. Although I don't remember saying it and it was probably last summer or before, he remembers and was prompt to remind me. I think a prize is in order, now if I could the 6:30 am Girl to follow that same philosophy it would be pretty awesome.
This morning he slept in, granted sleeping in at our house is usually 7:00 am, he slept to a little after 8:00 am. I had mentioned to him that he slept in past 8:00 am and that it was awesome, he asked, "Do I get a prize?" I responded, "A prize?!" He informed me that I had said, "If anyone sleeps until 8:00 am they will get a prize."
I more than likely said this as I bribe the kids from time to time. Although I don't remember saying it and it was probably last summer or before, he remembers and was prompt to remind me. I think a prize is in order, now if I could the 6:30 am Girl to follow that same philosophy it would be pretty awesome.
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