girlymama

happy halloween from my two little fairies!

 

leave your brother alone!

"Grace, get off your brother!"
"Why? He sits in my lap all the time!"
"You are four. He is six months old. You cannot sit in his lap!!"

Seriously. What is wrong with my kids today?

it must be opposite day

"Mommy has a headache. Please play quietly in your room while Mommy takes a nap."

Can someone please explain how jumping off the bunk beds, singing at the top of their lungs, playing with whistles and a recorder fits into the definition of "playing quietly"?

Ugh. I should have just put on a movie.

wordless wednesday: another thumb sucker!

a meme! remember those?

Have you guys visited Sources of Joy? Its such a cute blog. Anyway, she tagged me for a meme, which I haven't done in forever! Perfect for my crazy week!!

10 years ago I...
1. Spent the summer in China. (Ni hao!)
2. Started dating a friend of mine. (Who I ended up marrying.)
3. Had the best roommates ever. (Hi, Erica and Kelly!) 
4. Was ten pounds lighter. (I was way too skinny. Really)
5. Got lots more sleep. (Oh, sleep. My old friend...)

Things on my to-do list (for tomorrow):
Finish up sewing burp cloths, run kids around, go grocery shopping, bake cookies, clean the house for a dinner we're hosting on Thursday, return library books and go to story hour, go to bank, arrange playdates for next week, drop off shipment at post office, go to church dinner to hear missionary speak, and - if I'm lucky, sleep.

Things I would do if I were a millionaire:
1. Help people. We're surrounded by people in tough situations who could use a little help. 2. Move. Our house is so nice, but I would love a house not on a busy street, in more of a neighborhood.
3. Make sure the house I bought had a really big yard with a swingset. And room for a dog.
4. Go on vacation. And bring our families.
5. Buy my husband a new car. He's driving an old car that is starting to fall apart and I know he would just love to have an awesome car. But he's way too responsible to actually buy one.
6. Get pedicures. Often.

Places I have lived
1. Solon, Ohio (Hi, Mom!)
2. Albion, Michigan. (Burr!)
3. Several places in Connecticut (Hi, Grandma!)
4. Mission Viejo, CA (Lookin' pretty good in this weather!)
5. Philadelphia, PA (Center City. Oh, we had so much fun!)


Jobs I've had:
1. Fundraiser/Event planner (Busy, but fun!)
2. Dance teacher (Also very fun!)
3. Tutor (for junior highers. Not so fun.)
4. Program Advocate at an extremely liberal women's organization. (really!)
5. Bank teller (Only set off the alarm twice!)
6. Cashier (I actually liked that...)
7. Data Entry (Awful. So awful.)
8. Preschool aide (LOVED that!)

I never know who to tag. If you are related to me (including you, Megan), consider yourself tagged.

too busy to blink

We have SUCH a busy week here in the girlymama household. I think we'll be out every single night - joy! PLUS, I've been up late watching the World Series every night. Go Phillies!! No time to write in complete sentences or even paragraphs.....

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I just spent the last two days sewing like a madwoman getting ready for Eliza Grace's first craft show! Eek!! But look at this little piece of fall cuteness now in the store! That fabric comes in green too. I think I must have some.

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Colin's first official sickness/injury is.... ringworm! Won't that be adorable in his baby book? How the world did he get that? And he got two shots today. He is just super dooper cheerful! Is it bedtime yet?

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I am sooo frustrated. I just got this book but I barely have time to read it. All I want to do is snuggle up on the couch under a blanket with a cup of coffee at my side and read until its done. Instead I have to be all responsible and take care of my kids and stuff. Darn it. 

(Ohmygosh, you guys, its sooo good so far! I tell you, if I wasn't happily married and Edward Cullen wasn't about half my age, a vampire and fictional....)

you forget after awhile....

...how unbelievably annoying baby toys are.

Especially the toys with batteries.

Especially when you have helpful older siblings to help teach baby how to push buttons so that the toys make as much noise as possible.

Especially the toys that play songs.

Especially the toys that play the same song over and over and over and over and over...

(bangs head against wall)

help me

why my five-year-old should be allowed to vote and some adults shouldn't

Ellie: "Mom, are they great men?" completely out of the blue
Me: "Who?"
Ellie: "Obama and John McCain."
Me: "You know their names?" Seriously? Some grown ups don't even know their names. "Did they tell you about the elections in school?"
Ellie: "No. I just heard. One gets to be the winner. I wonder if they are great men."
Me: "What do you mean by 'great men'?"
Ellie: "You know... do they know God?"

This is my five-year-old. She has apparently been listening to the world around her and picked up that one of these two men will be president.
I honestly don't what astounds me more: her question or her definition of a great man.

"you're no fun, mom!!"

Grace says to me because I wouldn't let her put Colin in her toy stroller and push him down the stairs.

I know. I'm so mean. Someone report me.

a fine line

I spent most of this week obsessing over Pajama Day at Ellie's school.

First obsession: What if no one else wore pajamas? She was so excited about spirit week. And she wore green on Monday because it was the school colors. But when I went to pick her up, I noticed that most kids weren't wearing green. What if no one wore pajamas either? I didn't want her to get to school and then feel silly. How embarrassing! Should I pack clothes as well, just in case she wants to change?

Second obsession: What kind of pajamas? Her favorite pjs are from Baby Gap, have little doggies all over them and are a bit too small. So she couldn't wear those. But what else? Not a nightgown. Too cold. Not ones that are too babyish, like the Baby Gap ones.

Seriously, my husband had to talk me out of running to Target the night before to buy her new pajamas that weren't too pajama-y. Luckily, Ellie did not pick up on my anxiety at all. And everyone ended up wearing pajamas, so it was fine. But I was literally biting my nails as I put her on the bus that day in her pjs.

Its such a fine line to walk: I want her to feel like she fits in. I don't want her to feel like an outsider or get made fun of. I make sure she is dressed nicely and appropriately, not anything fancy or in a crazy outfit she has picked out herself. But at the same time, I really don't want her to think that fitting in is all that matters and that she needs to dress a certain way to please her peers. I want her to be independent and strong and individualistic... but I still want her to feel like she fits in. And I am certainly not about to run out and buy her the $100 shoes she loves that Crystal and Katie have. As if. She is in kindergarten. That is a disappointment she will just have to get used too.

Does that make sense? Has anyone else struggled with this? Any words of wisdom?