RSVP By December 25

17 Dec

Nia is really getting excited about Christmas – but not just for the typical “I’m going to get a mountain of presents” reason.

She’s been working hard over the past few nights – planning for the special day. The floor of her room is covered with crayons and bits of construction paper.  The only thing I helped her do is spell.  Just take a look –

"Jesus Is Birthday Love Nia"

"Mary Is Birthday Love Nia"

Isn’t it sweet how she writes the word “is” because she thinks that’s what we say when we make something possessive?  It’s not Jesus’ Birthday it’s “Jesus Is Birthday.”   When I saw that was what she was doing, I tried to teach her about the apostrophe.  It kind of worked – but she still wanted to put the word “is” in there.

"God's Party (Is) Love Nia"

Sure, she may have some of the facts wrong but still – I just couldn’t get over how sweet it all was.

Oh and, I think you’re invited to the party. 🙂

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Getting Rusty

7 Dec

How long did I work as a producer? Checking other people’s scripts and graphics for grammar and spelling?  Now, I can’t even catch a stupid typo on a Christmas card we made ourselves!

Being the obsessive, perfectionist I am – I begged Andrew to say ok to ordering more.  I just couldn’t imagine trying to doctor up the mistake – it would look so bad to me.  Anyway, I think those of you who are reading this should get one of the cards with the typo.  Then, it will be a special thing that you shared with us.  (Really I’m just being cheap because I don’t want to order as many as we did before so some people were going to get the boo-booed ones anyway!)  Just think of it like a game – be the first person to get the card and catch the typo.  The prize could be a typo-free card next year!

I LOVE YOU GUYS! Mary Krismass!

 

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Zombiefied

5 Dec

Could a music video be brainwashing our baby boy?

I don’t know what it is about this particular song/music video, but every time Nate sees it he freezes and stares.  I mean, it’s a catchy song (the singer is “Feist” and the song is “1234”) and the video is filled with dancers wearing colored shirts but he loves it so much he asks “Again?” or “More?” each time it ends.  Watching it over and over and over…

I just find it so funny and cute that I had to share it.  Enjoy!

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nia’s post

3 Dec

hi.  i want to play my computer games from pbskids.org and disney’s little einsteins but my mom is making me do this instead. she is holding my hand and making me stab the keyboard with my finger.

it doesn’t hurt but i want to play something else!  maybe if i tell her over and over again that i want to play little einsteins she will let me!

to be continued…
 

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Successful Santa Visit!

3 Dec

The only tears that were shed were mine!

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The Scale Must be Broken

3 Dec

Disclaimer – This post is all about ME. ME. ME.  I’m just giving you a warning in case you don’t want to read my blah-blahing about my body image.  The next cutesy/crazy kids post should be coming soon!

For the first time in 5 years, the scale read a number less than 130!  I weighed in at 129.8 on Saturday!  Sure, I don’t weigh that right now but still!  It’s taken me so long to even catch a glimpse at weighing anywhere near that number but for some reason (mental) I have mixed emotions about it all.  While I’m shocked and excited, I am also, oddly, disgustingly worried.

I just don’t want to reach the point where I’m not satisfied with my weight.  It makes me sick to think that I will still look at myself and point out all the things I think are wrong with me.  I mean, I was 145 in April of this year and I remember thinking, “If I could just lose 10 pounds.  I would be so happy.  That’s all I need to feel good about myself – 10 pounds.” Now, roughly 15 POUNDS later and I find myself thinking, “If I could just lose 5 more pounds.”

!!!!!!!

It’s disturbing to me and it makes me feel like I’ll never really be content.  I should be feeling awesome and just worrying about maintaining where I am – not losing more!  Even if I did drop another 5, I know I won’t look the way I did when I was 125 before babies but I guess I’m kind of curious about what my 125 post-babies body will look like.  But then what if I don’t like it?  When will it stop?!?!

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Kinda Cool

28 Nov

When I was pregnant with Nia, I used the pages from a desk calendar to write my letters to Andrew while he was overseas. That way, he would know what happened to his Lady and his Bean on any given day. I recently found the letters and read through them. On one of them, I told Andrew that while I was watching the Grammy’s, Bean was going nutso in my belly during the song “Clocks” by Coldplay. What makes this “kinda cool” is because she absolutely LOVED that song when she was a baby. Anytime she would cry or get fussy in the car, we would play “Clocks” and she would totally chill out as soon as she heard the opening piano.  We would play it over and over and over again. It’s a good thing Andrew and I both really like the song.

The power of music. Gotta love it.

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Don’t want to jinx it but…

28 Nov

We’ve spent two days at the Y and have had two days without any violent incidents!

One lady who watches Nate told me she would never write him up because she knows he’s not a mean kid.  She says the only time she’s ever seen him act aggressive/rough with another kid was when the kid tried to take a toy he was holding.  I even talked to the lady who wrote him up about how stressed I am about the whole thing because I wouldn’t know what I would do if I couldn’t go to the Y.  (Here’s where I feel sorry for myself because I have no friends here since Monica moved away.)  She told me there are kids who are far, far worse than Nate and that I really shouldn’t worry about it. That’s semi-comforting but I still can’t help but be a little worried.

As far as what Andrew and I have done to break Nate of his bully behavior, well, I don’t really know for sure.  We’ve been putting him in his crib for timeout EVERY time he pushes or hits, even if he’s just playing.  (And I’m happy to say the amount of time he’s spent behind bars has significantly dropped.)  I also make him say (try to say) “sorry for pushing/hitting” to Nia and I tell him “no push” and “no hit” and have him repeat it to me right before we go into the Y.

All we can do is keep doing what we’ve been doing and hope it all sinks in to that tiny hard skull of his.

 

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Let’s Do This Thing!

23 Nov

So, I’ve decided to be one of the crazies tomorrow and try to save a few dollars during those ridiculous “Doorbuster!” sales.  I’m planning on sneaking out of the house around 4:30 am while the kids and Andrew stay warm and cozy in bed.

I don’t have my hopes up or any expectations of actually getting the item I want that’s on sale – I’m just going to go there and be as mellow as I possibly can be and maybe even have a good laugh or two watching other people freak out over toys or electronics.   If I get what I wanted then cool.  If not, then at least I was entertained.

It will be the first time I ever witnessed the insanity of the “Morning After” in person.  I always just watched it on television (mostly through the newscasts I produced).  I remember having a range of opinions about what I saw.  Those people are nuts.  It kind of looks like fun.  Is it really worth it?  They were in line at what time?

I guess I’ll find out tomorrow  – dark and way too early in the morning!

 

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It’s Me versus the Bird

22 Nov

I’ve been really lucky.  I’ve only ever had to cook an entire Thanksgiving dinner by myself one time.  It’s just worked out that we would be visiting family or our family would be visiting us so I didn’t have to cook.  That’s a good thing.  It’s not that I’m a bad cook or anything – I have issues when it comes to the main character of the meal.

It’s just – it still looks so much like it did when it was alive.  I mean, with ground beef/steak – it doesn’t look like a cow.  Bacon does not look like a pig.  Chicken breast/nuggets/strips do not resemble a little feathered friend.  And, in the case of the turkey – there’s more than it just still looking like a turkey – it’s also that they come with those bits and pieces and you have to reach in that orifice and pull out bags of mushy junk.

I’ve already asked Andrew to do the really dirty work but it’s still so hard for me to enjoy the taste of the cooked turkey after seeing what it once was and doing all the final prep work to really “finish” him off.

I’m disturbed  – but not so much that I would boycott the bird altogether.  I guess, I’ll see how it all turns out tomorrow.

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