cade is a pretty fearless kid and if he gets a bump or bruise or cut or scrape, it usually doesn't faze him too much. today is a little different. he was outside riding his bike (in barefeet as usual) and he crashed. sad part is he wasn't even doing any crazy trick like usual. just riding down the sidewalk and boom, down he goes. i look over and see him laying on his back, holding his chin and spitting grass out of his mouth. he cried for a good half hour and has road rash on both elbows and his chin. the kicker is now he's laying in his bed instead of going back out. usually a bandaid will make him better and off he goes again. is it bad that i'm a little relieved to find out that if he gets hurt bad enough he'll slow down?! i asked him if he was done riding his bike and he said "no, i just want to rest". he's trying to show no defeat.
aly is a little different story. she gets a scratch and is telling you about it for a week after it's healed. her big thing today is her flu shot. she's been telling me all day that her "egg urts" she got a "ooo ott". i got mine too and we asked the kids if they wanted to watch, which of course they did and then cade put his hands over his ears like he was expecting me to scream or cry! i uess he thinks everyone does that when they get a shot!!
in the midst of all the bike crash drama i burnt the spagetti that was cooking (yes i know there could be a variety of kitchen fire jokes inserted there). so now i have the windows open and the smell of burnt spagetti in my house and cade is yelling "mom, lay down with me!" from his bed. poor guy, i bet that's going to hurt in the morning!! now i'm going to scrape the spagetti pan then go to cvs and try to find "chin" bandaids that hopefully have spiderman on them!!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Girly fun
tonight i took some time from whatever it is that takes up my time and sat in the middle of aly's bedroom and played. scotty had taken cade to the batting cages and it was just us girls. we started by redressing all her polly pockets, then moved onto dressup. it' so cute to see aly in a pink tshirt, white tutu, pink high heels, a tiara and blue satin cinderella gloves. she didn't want to wear any of the 20 or so beaded necklaces so she put them on me, one by one and then said (in her aly gibberish) "mommy, look pretty". noone else would have known that's what she said but i promise it was. then my OCD took over a little and i decided that we needed to dress her babies. b/c NONE of them have clothes on. so we sorted through all the babydoll clothes and dressed all her babies. she then undressed them again and changed the outfits around, or decided that they needed a bath before they got dressed. now all her babies have clothes, socks and shoes (she's prob a little OCD too). tomorrow i'm sure they will all be naked again but for right now they are clothed, in beds and covered up. she also put a bottle, sippy cup or pacifier next to each baby. she's so thoughtful.
scotty asked cade tonight why he didn't listen sometimes and cade's answer was "maybe there's something wrong with my head". the stuff he says blows me away sometimes. he's so smart and so clueless all at the same time. today i told him to get his shoes on so his dad could take him to get his haircut. he walked to his room, heard a noise outside, came back out of his room (all in about 20 seconds), still didn't have shoes on and i said "cade, where's your shoes?" he said "oh yeah" and went back to put them on. so what happened in the 20 seconds between the time he went to get his shoes and he forgot? and they say he doesn't have ADD. hello, have you met his dad? apple, meet the tree. i think it's so amazing how kids can be so much like thier parents. well, besides the obvious reason that they came from us. but everyone is so different and spouses are so different. scotty and i are not alike but yet our kids are just like us both. i guess the "nurture vs nature" discussion could come up but i just think it's interesting. some people would say that my kids are alike but that i disagree on. i don't even think they look alike (which some people do). i actually think they are complete opposite. of course aly tries to act like her big brother and do the same things that he does but their personalities are very different. i guess they compliment each other. one is loud, the other is quiet. one is fearless, the other is scared of everything. God knew i couldn't handle 2 loud fearless kids! that's why he gave me only 1 boy b/c i don't think i'm mentally stable enough for 2! ok, so bedtime is calling. surely nothing notable can happen overnight but i'm not going to count on it!!
scotty asked cade tonight why he didn't listen sometimes and cade's answer was "maybe there's something wrong with my head". the stuff he says blows me away sometimes. he's so smart and so clueless all at the same time. today i told him to get his shoes on so his dad could take him to get his haircut. he walked to his room, heard a noise outside, came back out of his room (all in about 20 seconds), still didn't have shoes on and i said "cade, where's your shoes?" he said "oh yeah" and went back to put them on. so what happened in the 20 seconds between the time he went to get his shoes and he forgot? and they say he doesn't have ADD. hello, have you met his dad? apple, meet the tree. i think it's so amazing how kids can be so much like thier parents. well, besides the obvious reason that they came from us. but everyone is so different and spouses are so different. scotty and i are not alike but yet our kids are just like us both. i guess the "nurture vs nature" discussion could come up but i just think it's interesting. some people would say that my kids are alike but that i disagree on. i don't even think they look alike (which some people do). i actually think they are complete opposite. of course aly tries to act like her big brother and do the same things that he does but their personalities are very different. i guess they compliment each other. one is loud, the other is quiet. one is fearless, the other is scared of everything. God knew i couldn't handle 2 loud fearless kids! that's why he gave me only 1 boy b/c i don't think i'm mentally stable enough for 2! ok, so bedtime is calling. surely nothing notable can happen overnight but i'm not going to count on it!!
Why won't the goldfish die...?
I have mixed feelings about these goldfish. On one hand they are helpless little goldfish, on the other hand they are JUST goldfish. it started with "fair fish" (the fish Cade won at the fair). When we went to Petsmart to get a small tank for this fish, Cade decided the fish needed "friends". Being the ever pleasing mom that I am, I agreed. Of course I was thinking on a theraputic level, Cade has sensory issues so a fish tank next to his bed would calm him and help him sleep (that's what I'm telling myself anyway). So we take our 2 gallon "self suffiecient" tank, a turtle statue for them to "swim through", some chemicals, food and 2 more goldfish home. An hour or so later Swimmy, Mermaidman and Barnacle Boy Fred (he has 2 names) were home sweet home in their pretty crystal clear tank. The fish guy at Petsmart told me I'd just have to change half the water once a week and the entire tank once a month. For the record, fish guy was an idiot. I let this go on for a couple weeks. I called Petsmart only to get another fish person who doesn't understand how small a 2 gallon tank is. She tells me to get a gravel vaccum. BAD IDEA. That made things so much worse. So my best friends brother is all-knowing when it comes to fish, of course I text him. After a very long texting conversation, it was decided-let the goldfish go in a pond or let them die and then get a Beta. Much easier to take care of. That was a few weeks ago. We've gone away for the weekend twice. They didn't get fed the entire time we were gone. When we are home I can't bear not to feed them, that's inhumane. I guess letting them go in a pond would be fine but where will I find a pond? Will teeny tiny goldfish survive in a real pond? Does it matter since I want them to go ahead and die anyway? and most importantly how did we get the 3 goldfish that won't die? If we wanted them to be lifelong pets they would have floated weeks ago!! Now I must go clean the fish tank.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Giving blogging a try
I'm the mom of a 5 year old and 2 year old. I have a husband and a yorkie. That in itself doesn't seem like it would be interesting enough for a blog, and maybe it's not. But at least once everyday my kids do something that's recordable. Whether it's funny, silly, mean, stupid or frustrating if I don't have a record of it I'm afraid I'll forget it. So this blog's main purpose is to provide me with a place to write what crazy things happened to me that day and if someone is entertained in the process then that's even better!
I'll start with the story of Peter Parker aka Cade. For awhile now Cade has said he's the "real" Spiderman. I thought it was cute and he had a good imagination. The transformation into Spiderman started slowly. He'd say "Mom, did you know I can climb walls b/c I have tiny spikes in my fingers?" "See those webs? I did that." He'd see a picture of Spiderman and say "Hey, that's me!" Innocent enough, right? Now we've progressed. At a visit to the doctor last week he told her he changed every day. One day he was Cade then next he's Peter Parker. So of course he wants to be Spiderman for Halloween. We bought the costume a couple days ago. I'm not sure the costume will actually hold up until Halloween. In the store "Peter" was pretending to flip backwards, cling to walls and shoot webs. Imagine walking through an aisle of Target only to have a 5 year old flip in front of you and shoot you with a pretend web. I'm sure people thought he was nuts. Since then he has not taken off the costume and has not stopped fighting the Green Goblin. That Goblin is in the bathtub, at the dinner table, in Cade's room, in the garage, everywhere Cade goes apparantly so does the Green Goblin. Well then, if the Goblin is there then of course Spiderman has to do something about it. Oh and then there's the constant watching and quoting of the Spiderman movie. Cade is a tv/movie watcher and he's always gone through phases where he wanted to watch the same movie over and over for a week and then he'd move onto the next. This is more than that. He watches Spiderman and memorizes it. He quotes along with the movie and does the same moves at the same time as the person in the movie. I really think my 5 year old has his first obsession. I don't know how long it will last but for now when I tuck him into bed I say "Good night, Peter."
I'll start with the story of Peter Parker aka Cade. For awhile now Cade has said he's the "real" Spiderman. I thought it was cute and he had a good imagination. The transformation into Spiderman started slowly. He'd say "Mom, did you know I can climb walls b/c I have tiny spikes in my fingers?" "See those webs? I did that." He'd see a picture of Spiderman and say "Hey, that's me!" Innocent enough, right? Now we've progressed. At a visit to the doctor last week he told her he changed every day. One day he was Cade then next he's Peter Parker. So of course he wants to be Spiderman for Halloween. We bought the costume a couple days ago. I'm not sure the costume will actually hold up until Halloween. In the store "Peter" was pretending to flip backwards, cling to walls and shoot webs. Imagine walking through an aisle of Target only to have a 5 year old flip in front of you and shoot you with a pretend web. I'm sure people thought he was nuts. Since then he has not taken off the costume and has not stopped fighting the Green Goblin. That Goblin is in the bathtub, at the dinner table, in Cade's room, in the garage, everywhere Cade goes apparantly so does the Green Goblin. Well then, if the Goblin is there then of course Spiderman has to do something about it. Oh and then there's the constant watching and quoting of the Spiderman movie. Cade is a tv/movie watcher and he's always gone through phases where he wanted to watch the same movie over and over for a week and then he'd move onto the next. This is more than that. He watches Spiderman and memorizes it. He quotes along with the movie and does the same moves at the same time as the person in the movie. I really think my 5 year old has his first obsession. I don't know how long it will last but for now when I tuck him into bed I say "Good night, Peter."
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