Monday, January 26, 2015

Sunday Funday

I feel like our Sundays often get loaded down with chores and other things we never got around to earlier in the weekend, so I am not usually one of those people who loves Sundays - but yesterday was such a great one that I might be changing my tune!

For starters, we went to a church we are trying out, and for the first time since moving here in October, Davis walked straight into childcare without skipping a beat and without protest! I seriously can't tell you how good it felt to drop him off happy and pick him up happy! We celebrated with donuts afterwards.


Later in the day, we took advantage of the perfect weather by trying out a sweet new park with the JoinersThis place was amazing! 


All the kids had a good time, but I would argue Davis had the best time. I wasn't sure he'd be brave enough to try the zip line by himself, but apparently I was foolish for doubting him, because he rode it 3 times and probably would have done it 30 more times if we had let him.


The park was followed by a pizza party at the Joiners' house, which admittedly had its hectic moments, but was still way more fun than eating leftovers by ourselves at home.


After putting the kids to bed, Wade and I watched the most recent episode of Saturday Night Live (which was really amusing!) before calling it a day. So there you have it: our Sunday Funday. Hope yours was just as fun!

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Deep thoughts

by Jack Handey Davis


"People can't see their family if they don't have any eyes."

"I don't like being on fire, but I do like being in the car."

"When you burp 2 times, you say, 'Scuse me, 'scuse me!'"

"If you don't have a mouth, you can't talk or chew your food."

"When I grow into a grown-up, I'm going to turn back into a baby."

"Do lips grow?"

"If you kiss all of your friends, then they will get a cold."

"If you look upside down on a swing, then you can see upside down."

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

A-towning it up

When I found out Davis wasn't going to have school on MLK Day, I proposed we make the most of the extra day "off" by spending the long weekend in Austin to catch up with friends. We rolled into town on Saturday morning, and we have been pretty much been going non-stop ever since! I'm a little tired just thinking of everything we crammed into just a few days...

There was lots of playing with friends for Davis and Avery. I have already mentioned that the last few months with Davis have been a little rough, so it was really nice to just watch him be himself and be happy with people he has known for most of his short little life. (Unrelated: perhaps we should work on finding a new go-to pose for him for pictures? Not sure how that one will look in a yearbook.)


We also had a fun morning on our own at the Thinkery (preceded by breakfast at Rudy's for Wade and the kids - a weekly tradition when we lived in Austin). We have been to the Thinkery several times before, but this was the first time I actually let Avery wander around, and she loved it! And I think everyone else there could tell she loved it based on how loudly she screamed when I took her away from one exhibit to move on to the next one.


And of course, I made sure to squeeze in a little time with my friends, too. (Most of them aren't pictured because, unlike we do with our children, we aren't constantly sticking our phones in each other's faces to take pictures!) Much like I said for Davis, it was nice for me to be around friends who know me so well - it was also nice to just have a couple of nights out! 


This morning we are headed back to Sugar Land, and I can actually say I am happy to be going home. I think both my husband and my sister were a little worried this trip would make me not want to leave; yes, it was great to see so many familiar faces and places, but I feel very sure that Sugar Land is where our family is meant to be now, and that's a good feeling. Thanks for welcoming us back for a few days though, Austin, and we'll see ya next time!

Friday, January 16, 2015

I just want what I want

Yesterday I had corralled the kids upstairs to play while Wade was hanging some picture frames in the dining room downstairs. He called up to tell me had left the tape measurer upstairs and asked if I could bring it to him, so I grabbed it and headed down, only to be followed by Davis.

"Hey, I was playing with that!" he whined behind me.

"I know you were, but it's not a toy, and Daddy needs to use it right now," I explained.

"But I want to play with it!" he continued to protest, as he tried to scale the baby gate at the bottom of the stairs to retrieve it.

"If you climb over that gate, you are going straight to time-out!" I warned.

He stood there with his arms crossed, his head hanging down and his mouth turned into a perfect pout. I prodded him to go back upstairs, and in response, he whined, "I just want what I want!"

Did those words really come out of my 3-year-old's mouth?!, I wondered. The same words a rude boss once said to me when I explained to him that the item he wanted me to order for him did not exist?! I confirmed with Wade that I had just heard what I thought I heard, and then I promptly showed Davis to his room to enjoy a little alone time courtesy of the pity party he had just thrown for himself.

Over a tape measurer.

And this, my friends, is life with a threenager. "I just want what I want!" It's basically their motto. If they were a little more self-sufficient, I am confident they would all band together and have t-shirts printed with this slogan emblazoned across the front. That way, whenever us foolish parents dare to question their demands, they can just point to the t-shirt. No more need for them to explain out loud why they want marshmallows for dinner, or why they stole that toy right out of their younger sibling's hands, or why they want you to pause the episode of Curious George that is playing in real time on t.v. and can't be paused.

Just point to the t-shirt.



Wednesday, January 14, 2015

No, Avery!

For anyone who isn't familiar with the No, David! books, they are basically very short books about a naughty little boy named David who is always getting into trouble. While I wouldn't call Avery "naughty," one thing she does have in common with David is how often she hears, "No, Avery!" these days. #toddlerproblems

No, Avery! We don't play with toilet water!

No, Avery! You can't crawl in the fireplace!

No, Avery! The trash can is not a toy!

No, Avery! The knobs on the water heater are also not toys!

No, Avery! Stop coloring on my jeans!

No, Avery! You can't just walk off the couch!

No, Avery! How did you change the temperature settings on my phone to Celsius?!

No, Avery! Don't poop in the bath tub! 

No, Avery! You can't go to work with Daddy! (Though I wish you could...)


But just like David, she somehow manages to be lovable in spite of all her erratic behavior. You're lucky we think you're so cute, Avery! 

Monday, January 12, 2015

Hoot happies

Back in my sorority days, we used to refer to good/exciting things that happened as "hoot happies" (one of Chi Omega's symbols is the owl, thus the "hoot"). For some reason, the term kept popping into my head this weekend, so today I'm giving you my hoot happies from the weekend:

1. I completed my first craft at MOPS on Friday, and it didn't turn out terribly! (Not sure exactly which tutorial we were given, but this one looks pretty similar.)


2. Davis, who has been giving us a run for our money lately, had some super sweet moments over the weekend. One that needs to be remembered: when we were driving home from school on Friday, he spoke up from the backseat out of nowhere and said, "Mama, when I grow to a grown-up, I will marry you... ok?"


3. A missing Shutterfly package finally arrived on Saturday! I was also amused to find it arrived with a personal apology from the postal worker who must have accidentally delivered it to someone else's house, causing lots of confusion and irritating phone calls back and forth with the post office. I officially dislike you a little bit less, USPS... for now.


4. We got to go on a double date with the Joiners! Thanks to both sets of in-laws for babysitting, we were able to enjoy a tasty dinner at Jupiter Pizza & Waffle Co. If you ever go there and would like to develop type 2 diabetes, I recommend the S'more Please waffle for dessert.


5. These cuties! Being with them is a bit like hanging out an insane asylum (just ask my dad who stopped by for a visit yesterday and only lasted about 10 minutes before "needing" to leave, ha!), but they can be pretty amusing, too. Case in point: they way they flocked like baby birds to Amanda's snack, which quickly became a communal snack. (P.S. I think this pic looks more like me than Amanda.)


Hope your weekends were filled with lots of happy moments, too!

Friday, January 09, 2015

Killing it

I don't mean to brag, but so far in 2015, I am killing it. Let's take yesterday, for example.

Here was my cute and trendy loungewear for the evening:

So much beauty in the picture on the right! Flattering selfies are another thing I'm totally nailing in 2015.

Here was the one educational activity I did with Davis after we had spent a couple of hours on the couch watching PBS Kids:


I asked him to draw the letter "A." And that was it.

Here was my healthy afternoon snack:


I ate small handfuls here and there over the course of a few hours because the calories don't count if you only eat like 7 at a time. And it was healthy because of the peanut butter, obviously.

Not pictured: the time I told Davis I needed to finish playing a game of Solitaire on my phone because it was "good for Mommy's brain."

How are you killing it in 2015?

Wednesday, January 07, 2015

Little ones

It's been awhile since I've done any official updates on the little ones, so it's about time for one!

Let's start with the littlest one first:


I feel like Avery has changed so much since her birthday 2 months ago!

At 12 months, she was still crawling everywhere; at 14 months, she is walking full-time.

At 12 months, she only had 2 teeth; at 14 months, she has so many coming in that I've lost count.

At 12 months, she was a petite little gal with a petite little appetite; at 14 months, she has developed an impressive beer belly and eats more than Davis (which is tough to do).

At 12 months, she had a few words; at 14 months, she's picking up new ones all the time. (Just for the sake of record keeping, here's her list: mama, dada, bye-bye, hi, night-night, Davis, Pop Pop, this, book, more, "ho ho ho," duck, bath, ball)

At 12 months, she had an intense love affair with Cheerios; at 14 months, she wants nothing to do with them.

At 12 months, she wanted nothing to do with anyone besides us; at 14 months, she still hates being held by other people, but she has come a looooong way with her social skills

Basically she has turned into a busy little toddler right before our eyes. She is sweet and smart and her little toothy grin makes it impossible not to pick her up and squeeze her 8 million times a day. I am loving this age right now!

And now for an update on our big guy:


Here's what's up with Davis these days...

As evidenced by the picture, he is a big goof. He is always making funny faces and telling jokes, which are definitely more amusing to him than to the recipient. Examples: "Mommy, you're a car!" or "These black beans taste like strawberry pancakes!" or "Avery is a boy!" All are followed by big smiles and giggling.

He is obsessed with Curious George. I don't even want to think about how many episodes of this show he has watched in his lifetime (or how many episodes I have inadvertently seen, for that matter).

He LOVES to dance and he has pretty some sweet moves. Whenever music is playing in his presence, he can usually be found spazzing out and telling me to "watch him boogie."

He still asks for food all day long, and his current weight/height measurements still have him in the 95th-ish% for his age, so I am anticipating us being totally broke from the grocery bills in his preteen/teenage years.

He is very observant and very inquisitive and he remembers everything, so basically he keeps us on our toes all the time and if we don't give him the marshmallow we apparently promised him 3 days ago that he could have after lunch today if he ate all his blackberries, there'll be hell to pay. 

I'm hoping this is just a symptom of being a threenager, but the kid gives us some major attitude sometimes. Lots of talking back ("No YOU stop jumping on the couch!"), defiance, pouting, disrespect, etc. We have had to step up our game big time in the discipline department, which seems to help a little, but can be so exhausting, discouraging, and embarrassing some days. 

I don't mean to end on a bad note, because even at the end of our hardest days, we are so proud of him and so glad he's ours. For every moment that makes me want to pull my hair out, there are the moments when he cuddles up to me on the couch or asks me to hold him (all 44 pounds of him) or tells me out of the blue that he loves me. Parenting a 3-year-old is a lot of work, but Davis is worth every ounce of effort, without a doubt. 

Monday, January 05, 2015

The real new year

So I know the new year technically started on January 1st, but I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels like it actually starts the first Monday after the holidays have passed, aka: today. Wade goes back to work, my sister goes back to work, Davis is back from his week with the grandparents, all the Christmas decorations are down, the holiday leftovers are gone... so basically, today has the potential to be BRUTAL.

But that's why I've got my game face on!

The house is clean. 

Everyone's laundry is done. 

Dinner has been prepared for the week.

We have a play date scheduled for this morning.

My Starbucks gold card is fully loaded (thanks to Christmas gifts!). 

I have plans to watch The Bachelor season premier with friends tonight. 

And most importantly, these little gremlins aren't totally tired of me (and vice versa) since they have gotten plenty of extra attention from other people over the last few weeks.


I have no idea what 2015 will bring, but the first "real" day of the new year is shaping up to be alright!

Friday, January 02, 2015

My babysitting gig

Normally I try not to let the busyness of life turn me into a slacker when it comes to blogging, because 1) I'm not fond of cliche excuses (ie: "Sorry I came in late to work today; there was traffic!"), and 2) I don't want to be harassed by anyone who knows my OCD tendencies all too well and decides to call me out on my laziness. BUT, here I am, slacking big time this week, courtesy of the holidays. I have to admit, it has been kind of nice... maybe my resolution this year will be to be lazier? Reach for the stars, my friends.

ANYWAY, I'm a little tardy to the party, but I'm back right now with a post for you. Recently my sister realized her kids' daycare was going to be closed today, but both she and her husband needed to go to work, so she asked if I could watch the twins for the morning. I knew Davis would be with his grandparents this week, leaving me with just Avery, so I figured I could handle it and agreed to help. So how did I do, despite being thoroughly outnumbered by three 1-year-olds? I'll break it down for you in numbers.

Number of minutes I successfully got the 3 of them to pay attention to a t.v. show: less than 3


Number of times someone got hit or bitten by another child: 7... that I witnessed


Number of strands of hair Clara accidentally pulled out while playing with Avery's hair: approximately 14


Number of times someone ate or drank out of another person's snack/sippy cup: lost count


Number of dirty diapers changed by me: 4 (if you're doing the math, that means someone - I'm looking at you, Colby - produced more than their fair share)


Number of Kleenexes used to wipe 3 runny noses: lost count


Number of cute little people who made the occasionally hectic morning not so bad: 3

So I survived, but I gotta admit, I'm pooped (pun intended)! Good thing my resolution is to be lazier, am I right? Better go work on that!