Friday, March 28, 2008
Mom: Which letter is different?
Zachary: The h (He was right too)
Mom: You're right Zachary! How did you know that was an h? You are such a smarty pants!
Zachary: No, I'm not wearing pants, I'm wearing pajamies!
Ah, I love the literal world of 2!
Monday, March 24, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
We were still living in Woodridge, and Jacob and Kyle were about 17 months old. It was early spring and I was itching to get outside. We had hardly been outside at all last summer because I just didn't know how to do it with 2 babies (8-10) months who didn't want to sit in a stroller all day. Anyway, so this was one of our first trips outside when everyone was walking-the boys had gotten some push toys for Christmas and were dying to actually use them. I got Jacob's shoes and jacket on and was having some trouble getting Kyle to cooperate with the plan. So, I took them both out, but sat down at the edge of the garage to get Kyle's shoes and jacket on. In the meantime, Jacob had grabbed his push toy and had raced down our driveway and over to the driveway next door. We had been over there a few times before and while I was aware of where he was, I wasn't too concerned.
As I was wrestling with Kyle to get his shoes on, I heard a garage door open. I looked out and saw another garage on the court opening, no big deal, it was really far away, so I didn't think anything of it. Next thing I know, I hear a crash and I hear Jacob crying. I jump up and find that the garage door next door had also opened up and the husband was backing up in his great big pink pick-up truck. He had knocked Jacob's push toy over with the back wheel on the passenger's side and Jacob had fallen over. Thank goodness that the man had stopped when he felt the crash or I don't think that I have my Jacob today. I truly believe that was one of the scariest moments in my entire life.
Kyle, on the other hand, just sat and watched me, and as I came over holding Jacob and crying, Kyle began to cry too. He seemed to sense how scary this all was. I decided that I had had enough excitement for the day and we trapsed back indoors for the rest of the afternoon.
Kyle: You can go 45 on this road Mom.
Mom: Thank you.
Kyle: Then why does it say 50?
Ah, my Kyle living in his world of absolutes. I don't know how to explain to him that we all go a little faster than the speed limit says, and the only reason is because we can!
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Since he lost his clock in his room (he couldn't get out of bed in the morning until the hour number said 7--and he was pretty good about it), he has been staying in bed at night, but not in the morning. He has been waking up before 7 and coming in our room asking why it is taking so long to get to 7. Finally we have convinced him to stay in bed and if it feels like it is taking a long time to get to 7, then he should probably go back to sleep. He hasn't been out of bed in the morning or evening in 4 days. If he continues this tonight, he can have his clock back tomorrow night.
I have no idea why he is scared, but I know how to fix it, and sometimes, being a parent just means fixing the problem, even if you don't understand it.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
"That car is going way too fast. Maybe he didn't see the speed limit sign and said, 'Oh, I guess I'll just make it up!'"
Up and down our street people started to venture out. Even though we live within a few doors of each other, we never know what we are doing in the winter and it was nice to get out and chat and find out how everyone survived their lockdown.
Kyle finally got to get out that baseball glove that he has been dying to use. He's pretty good too. He loves to throw the ball up in the air and catch it. Is that how the great players started? He always wants to play catch, and sometimes I am all about doing it, and other times, I feel like the grinch and tell him no. Luckily, there is an 8-year-old boy across the street who loves to play catch with him. There is truly a blessing in that.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Kyle: A, do you want to take a bite with me? Here we go! (Chomp)
My hubby often does this with the boys at dinnertime when they don't want to eat what is being served. I love that Kyle was able to pass on the same things that work for him to someone else. I know that he is definitely going to be well-liked as he gets older, since he seems to have empathy for others and can recognize what to do with it. What a lucky momI am sometimes!
My sister is getting married. For her bachelorette party, she wants to go to the Cub game with her fiance and all their friends and then separate in the evening for seperate evening activities. Of course we have to go on a Saturday which makes tickets more expensive.
The tickets were sold out the first day they went on sale, so I began checking ebay to see if there were any available. Of course there were. We had to wait six long days for the auction to end. See, my hubby is really the ebay king and knows how to get just about anything we decide we want on ebay.
On the day the auction ended, the boys and I were eating lunch and my hubby was pulling up the listing on his work computer. We use that because our computer at home is way too slow. With about four minutes left in the auction, he heads to the bathroom. I couldn't believe it! I was so nervous and I wasn't even the one doing the bidding, and he was going to the bathroom! Anyway, he got back in time and put in our max bid with 30 seconds. He spent the next 30 seconds refreshing his screen over and over and over again until the auction had ended. We are all watching him in the kitchen. You can see him just getting more and more anxious about it. Finally we won. My hubby had to take a few minutes and calm down because his heart was racing from all the excitement. Mine was too and I didn't even have anything to do with it.
After we both calmed down we talked about the rush that comes from bidding this way, we talked about what had transpired. He worried that he had actually put the bid in too soon. I guess it's his calm demeanor beforehand that helps him win almost every auction he enters.
Friday, March 7, 2008
After coming down from locking the door, I immediately heard a hard thunk on the door. This is Kyle's new thing. He was throwing things in his room at the door. It started with board books and cars, the few toys that he actually has in his room. So, I went in there, never looked at him or spoke to him, and took those out. Next he was throwing his little suitcase that his clock sits on (I had already taken the clock out with the toys) and his monitor, so I took the suitcase, the bulletin board that sits on the floor, and the monitor. Next he found some storage containers that are part of his captain's bed and he threw those at the door. I went in and took those out. Then he went in his closet and pulled out the bins that are in there that I have been putting clothes in as the boys have been outgrowing them. He threw the lids at the door. I went in and took out all the bins, laundry basket, and little basket that I keep their socks in. Then he started jumping and taking things off the wall. We have thermometer secured to his wall. He jumped and pulled that down and threw it at the door. So I went in and took everything off the wall or shelves that he could possibly get to. He took the crank shafts off of his windows and was throwing those at the door. Again, I went in and removed them. Finally, he has a low and high hanging bar in his closet. He pulled the low hanging bar out of the closet and was hitting the door with that. I went in and took it. All the while not looking at or speaking to him. He then resorted to just banging on the door and throwing things that didn't do damage, such as stuffed animals and his pillow. Finally after and hour and a half, he was asleep and we unlocked his door.
I don't know how else to handle this. He just seems to want attention and is obviously willing to do whatever it takes to get it. Rest assured there are going to be big consequences in the morning for what happened this evening. Also though, I think that I am going to try and give him some more one-on-one time during the day so that maybe we won't have to go through this again. We have never had any kind of serious problem at bedtime before. In fact, my mother has often commented on how well my children go to bed. Where have I gone wrong?
Pretty sure this takes me out of the running for Mother of the Year. Darn, and I know that I was so close too! It also means that I have clean up outside of Kyle's room. That's where we stacked everything as we took it out of his room.
Now that they have their cute little buzz cuts, I can't believe how old they all look. I know that I am a bit biased (yes, just a bit) but I really think that I may have some good-looking boys. I am afraid that they may break a few hearts as they get older, not that I am ready to consider that age yet. We are struggling enough with learning how to wipe our own bottoms! Anyway, I know that God has given me these boys to raise and I (we) are doing the best we know how, but if they really do end up to be quite handsome, is that going to change the way I need to parent. I know that looks aren't everything, but if the girls are going crazy for your boy, does that mean that some lessons are going to have to come early, even if I don't feel they should be ready for it? Kyle is going to be popular no matter what because he has one of those personalities that makes everyone look to him as a leader. I guess we'll just have to rely on God for guidance and see what the future holds!
My 4-year-olds have a new passion! They love mazes. Now, what kid doesn't like a good maze? We had one of those Kumon books and they pretty much finished it in a matter of half an hour, granted there were two of them doing the mazes, but still. So, today I printed out some free mazes on the internet and Jacob and Kyle worked hard on them, if they only took them 10 minutes. This was after they waited so patiently for them to print out, which took about 5 minutes as well. Oh well, it gave me at least 10 minutes of free time!
Thursday, March 6, 2008