Saturday, October 27, 2007
Mommy!!!
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
'Early' Three Year Check Up
We always say 'Who's first?' With two someone always has to go first, and usually they say in unison 'Edie first', or they point to each other. Reagan actually volunteered to go first, thinking she would get some sweet oral medicine. I reminded her of the 'special medicine'.
- 38 inches tall
- 32lbs
- 64th%ILE
She had her head down her hair blocking her peripherals. She had a nurse on each side and on the count, 1, 2, 3...
She certainly earned her 'braveness' badge today. Not a flinch or a peep when she got her shots. She just looked up me exhaling asking me in whisper 'can I have my reward now?' Victor stepped back and said, 'that,..that was amazing!' I quickly scooped her up and changed the subject we went into the lobby and got her jumbo stickers, and swap out the sisters. Todd went in with Aubrey, which was also a first, I usually go or hold each/ALL of them for their shots.
Aubrey: Of course, she chatted it up with the nurse (Victor) that was doing her vitals. She hopped right onto the scale and stood tall when he measured her height. She kept referring to the stethoscope as a telescope she couldn't quiet marry the st-th transition.
Aubrey came in at:
37 1/4 inches tall
30 lbs
59th%ILE
She earned her braveness badge today, it wasn't the 'pinch' from the needles going into each arm on the count of 3, it was the pinching of skin where the shot was going to be administered that scared her. Hardly a fuss, she was ready for the jumbo stickers in the lobby. She came out and said 'he (Victor) scared me.' That was the end of it.
They are both consistent with their Development Phase (I think the ADVANCED column should of been checked:)
They of course both passed with flying colors when it came to eyes, ears, speech, spine, teeth, gums, heart, lungs. The speech part was funny. The doctor asks, 'are they speaking in two word sentences?'. Those of you who know these two know they can communicate and creatively think in great detail, they use full sentences...all day...from the time they get up...all day.
As I cooked dinner I overheard them talking. They were sitting face to face on the couch lifting each others shirt sleeve. 'I got a bad pinch, did you get a bad pinch?' They observed and compared notes, then ran off to play baby dolls.
How Bout' Them Molars?
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Scarecrows
Sunday, October 21, 2007
The Perfect One.....
Sing-a-Lot-a-Song-a
Edie, Where Is Your Boo-Boo
As you all know Edie is having a hard time teething, she is just getting her molars, they are in on the left and coming in painfully slow on the right. Literally Painfully slow! Poor thing, every time we are in the car, or I'm out of her sight she has a melt down. I asked her, 'Edie, where is your boo-boo?'
She winced and said teeeee-teeeeee. Then had a melt down (because I was a bonehead and reminded her of her pain) she then led me by the hand all the way to the house, and pointed to the medicine cubbord, sobbing and rubbing her swollen jowls. Even without a whole lot of words she can communicate what her needs are.
Autumn Splendor
100!
I do miss the display, but check out these beautiful pictures!!
The girls helped Daddy do some yard work, their breathing was good, and they/WE needed to get out and enjoy this fresh air. Tomorrow are going to make some scarecrows with all the leaves we blew into a heap.
Mama I can't reach this!
Edie, come help me!
Aubrey comes to Reagan's aide, I'll help you she says.
Reagan starts organizing her mischief, 'I'll climb up, you grab the branch, and hold it, then I'll come down and pick the leaves'. 'OK,' Aubrey says.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Witches Fingers
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Puppy!!!!
Shredded rolls of toilet paper and towels scattered around the house. I left the room for 3 minutes to help the girls in the potty and I came out to find THIS MESS. This is just a sample of the severity of the mess. It spreads from kitchen to living room with no end in sight.
Natural Sugars
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Upon Request
Three Sleeping Babies
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Today was the day
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Badge-Post
I remember being a Brownie in the Girls Scouts and being so excited to earn badges that we would iron onto a sash. A visual reward of accomplishment. Recognizable to other scouts, family and friends, worn with pride.
Now as an adult and no longer a scout I still seek my reward. My badge. Where is that 'badge of motherhood' I earned anyway? Of course my children are my reward for all things.
I dug this out of the hope chest and since it did not fit me I used these two as stand ins.
As most of you know the wardrobe of choice for my girls has always been a utilitarian pair of denim overalls. These feelings of Brownie nostalgia were brought on by a second repair I did on a pair of overalls for the twins today. The first repair was about a month ago I had to sew a button back on to the bib part of the overalls. I examined the article of clothing as I folded the laundry and I knew this particular pair of overalls were well loved and well worn. They have always grown so fast that they never really wore a pair out.
I got them over a year ago and they have been on their little bodies at least once or twice a week since then, gradually I reduced the size of the cuff that I needed to roll at the bottom, then I needed to increase the length of the shoulder straps to make them longer.
Well the knees have become thread bare and tiny holes have started to appear all over the garment.
I let out a heavy sigh.
The time has come to, fix, discard or leave 'as is' and deal with it when Edie is ready to fit into them, (which could be next week).
I chose: fix.
I took out the box of iron-on patches given to me by Aunt Suzie a long time ago. I found the perfect one. The twins were playing quietly and Edie was fast asleep so I hurried upstairs to take out the iron and ironing board. I positioned the patch, put a rag on top if, and applied heat and pressure. I removed the iron and waved away the puff of lingering steam. I examined my work and it brought back memories of being a girl scout and the patches/ badges we used to iron on to our sash and display with honor.
Here is where my five minutes of quiet thinking brought me:
I think Moms should be issued badges. Not ones to wear on a sash, but badges to have as a visual accomplishment, a reward patch if you will. Keep them in a box, frame them on the wall. This is no charm bracelet ladies, this is your BADGE! We work so hard to have a warm home and healthy kids, lets take a few moments and recognize these accomplishments.
I went through a lengthy list of job descriptions and this is what we can earn badges for:
MOM- job description:
chauffeur, chef, childcare specialist, circus clown (you know what I mean:), correctional officer, courier, counselor, Drill Sargent, entertainer, event planner, fingerprint technician (who smeared jelly on the TV??), fire Marshall, (Not for my kids!), gardener, hazardous waste specialist, housekeeper, interior decorator, interpreter, librarian, lifeguard, locksmith (we've all done it, locked our selves out, or someone locked themselves in...in the bathroom), motivational speaker, negotiator, nurse, nutritionist, outdoor recreation specialist, personal shopper, pharmacist, receptionist, referee, risk management analyst, sanitary engineer, seamstress, stylist, teacher, television specialist, victims rights advocate (this applies to the twins!) weightlifter, wildlife educator.
Feel free to add to the list of potential badges you can earn. You can display them as you choose. Mine will be in the form of a tiny post on this blog. A picture a drawing something to express what the 'badge' would look like. My kids are all about the reward center and how they earn their reward and the pay out for it...a piece of paper in the shape of a cupcake or a happy face. I'd like a reward for a job well done, therefore let the give yourself a pat on the back begin!
Today I'm implementing a Badge-Post for me. You'll find it in the margin of this blog. I'll keep you up to date on 'patches' I earn. Feel free to issue a 'patch' if you see fit, and I'll be sure to add it to my Badge-Post. Some times good ol' mom needs a pat on the back and if has to come down to me patting myself on the back ...so be it. Hey it's adding a little fun to MY JOB;)