2013 365 Project: Week 3

13/365 
Sunday 

January 13, 2013

Now this is how you layer. ;) She put on the leggings and the tank top dress, and I told her it was too cold for her to not be wearing sleeves. I handed her the shirt, but she didn't want to take the dress off, so the shirt went on over the dress.

14/365
Monday
January 14, 2013

You can't see him. . .he's blending in. . . ;)

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Tuesday
January 15, 2013

I love the way my house looks when it snows. :)

Me: Do you want to be Superman, or Batman?
Korvin: Batman.
Me: Do you even like Superman?
Korvin: Uhhhhh, Batman.
Me: Do you even like any of the other Superheros?
Korvin: Batman.

That one is Patrick's kid.

Me: What are you doing?
Kadence: Nothing.
Me: Why don't I believe you?
Kadence: Well. . .Korvin is trying to unlock the bathroom door. I was just helping him.

Uh-huh. Ok. . .that one is my kid. . .

16/365
Wednesday
January 16, 2013

He was very hyper before bed. He kept trying to scare everyone.

Daddy, you're the one that tells us what to do, and Mommy is the only one that changes your answer. -Kadence

 

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Thursday
January 17, 2013

The lady at the post office wanted to give the kids a sticker because she thought they were cute. There aren't a lot of sticker options at the post office. At least she didn't print postage for them. :) I wanted a picture of both kids with their stickers, but Kadence has been refusing to have her picture taken.

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Friday
January 18, 2013

He won't eat if he's in his high chair. He'll only eat if he sits at the table just like everyone else.

Sometimes, he thinks he's a puppy. Sometimes, I think he's one too. :)

Me: Are you hungry?
Korvin: Cake!
Me: No, we're not having cake.
Korvin: Oh no!

I gave him fruit leather, and he pitched a fit. He kept calling me a "meeme". . .which is how he says meanie. Btw, he hasn't even had cake in over a month. Sorry kid, I'm not Marie Antoinette. 

Since he didn't get cake, he took one bite of everything offered, and refused to eat it while insisting that he was hungry. That is, until I gave him steamed broccoli with butter. He couldn't eat it fast enough.

So if your kid wants cake, what they need is really broccoli and butter. I don't think Kadence is going to be happy with this reasoning. lol

19/365
Saturday
January 19, 2013

My nephew Caiden built a Walker from Star Wars. "I'm a genius!" Must get his modesty from his father. . . ;)

Kadence and Caiden came downstairs complaining. She said he hurt her. He was protesting.

Kadence: Caiden hurt me!
Caiden: It's her fault. She hit me!
Me: Did you hit him?
Kadence: Well. . .yes, but it hurt my hand, so it's his fault!

Korvin burped. He doesn't know what that's called. So he told me he pooped. lol

2013 365 Project: Week 2

6/365

Sunday

January 6, 2013

Korvin figured out texting today. He sent Uncle Natie a coded message. Lol

Korvin was underfoot in the kitchen, so I told him to go play with Daddy. He ignored me. So I told him to go play Xbox. He turned and bolted towards the living room yelling "BOX!!!" Wow.

 

7/365
Monday
January 7, 2013

The little green pouch makes snack time confusing apparently. ;)

8/365

Tuesday
January 8, 2013

Today when he didn't get what he wanted, he would cover his eyes while he cried about it. It's blurry, because that's what happens when you're laughing while trying to capture a moving target.

 

 

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Wednesday
January 9, 2013

Herbal cold and cough syrup that I made today. Tastes pretty good, and opened me right up even though I'm not sick. :)

Korvin had something he wanted to do today after Kadence went to school. ;)

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Thursday
January 10, 2013

He really likes to "Keen up! Keen up!" Normally, when his toys are all picked up, he strews them about so he can pick them up again. Today, raisins were apparently more fun to do that with.

11/365
Friday
January 11, 2013

The kids in their equivalent of a candy store.

 

 

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Saturday
January 12, 2013

He doesn't want to ride on his toys. He wants to ride on hers. She, of course, was totally on board with that.

 

Kadence fell and hurt herself. Korvin walked over, wiped tears off her face, and put his binky in her mouth to make her feel better (or to make her be quiet.) She was laughing, so I guess it worked. :)

 

2013 365 Project: Week 1

1/365 

Tuesday

January 1, 2012

I got food poisoning to start out the new year. Korvin was upset that I was in bed sick, so he came to cuddle with me. . .and eat my crackers.

2/365 

Wednesday

January 2, 2012

We live in Texas, North Galaxy. Right? -Kadence

I guess this is the kind of headgear people in the North Galaxy are wearing these days. ;) Kadence made it all by herself. She said it was supposed to be ears to help with listening.

Korvin has been obsessed with Kadence's toys. Primarily her Leapster, and her Fijit. She got headphones for her Leapster for Christmas, and he decided to put them on all by himself and play her Leapster, since she wasn't using it. Don't worry, he was fully supervised the whole time. 

He was playing with her Fijit Willa before bed. He's figured out that she responds to certain voice commands, so he's actually becoming clearer about saying things so she can understand him. Of course, she has voice recognition, so she probably responds better to Korvin than she does to Kadence at this point. Anyway, she asks if he wants to hear a joke, he said "Yeah!" and she'll tell him one. He'll tell her "Bye-bye!" and she'll say "Nighty-night!" and start snoring. After the jokes, and the snoring, and the dancing, they had this conversation. 

Willa: I think you're a cutie! 

Korvin: Thank you! 

Willa: You're welcome! What do you want to do now? 

Korvin: Poop! 

Well, she asked. LOL

3/365

Thursday

January 3, 2013

Kadence and I took Simon. . .I mean Korvin to his 18 month check up today. His hands are blurry, but his sleepy face is just so darn cute. ;) He tried to get the doctor to read a book to him, but the mean doctor wouldn't. LOL

Weight: 28 lbs, 6.4 oz 80%

Height: 34.75 inches 97%

Head Circumference: 18.75 inches 14%

4/365

Friday

January 4, 2013

Kadence spent quite a bit of time camping in her room today.

While I was fixing dinner, the kids were cuddling and playing under a box in the recliner.

There was so much running into different rooms and slamming doors today, I was starting to feel like I was watching a Marx brothers movie.

Baby snuff. . .He's got an addiction problem. lol

Dear Korvin,

I understand that you're exceptionally and unexplainably out of sorts today. However, all of your high pitched screaming is making me exceptionally and very explainably out of sorts. If you don't stop, as Kadence puts it, "our heads are going to fall off." (We'll lose our heads.) In other words, I have one nerve left, and you're walking it like a tight rope. That cup of coffee you won't let me drink? That's your safety net. You know, for when your tight rope snaps...so you'd best let me finish it if you're going to continue your behavior.

Love, Mommy 

P.S. I'll love you forever. . .even if you are skipping ahead to the part of the book where you drive your mother crazy, and make her feel like she's living in a zoo.

A few minutes after posting that on Facebook, he started being sweet, and telling me "Sowwy! Sowwy! Sowwy!" lol

5/365

Saturday

January 5, 2013

Batdaddy rescued Supermommy from the cranky superbatlings so she could finish the shopping.

Batdaddy is cooler than Batman, because Batdaddy has a Boba Carrier instead of a cape. ;)

When we were on our way home from grocery shopping, we passed a church with a big cross as a steeple. Kadence told us "Look, there's the cross God died on!" We told her it wasn't the cross that Jesus died on, it was just A cross that was a symbol for the cross that Jesus died on. She either didn't get it, or wasn't paying attention, because then she asked "How did he get all the way up there?" We again told her it wasn't the same cross, so she asked where that cross was. I told her it was probably disintegrated by now. "So it's up in Heaven?" Sometimes, it's like we're unsuccessfully trying to have a logical conversation with a 5 year old. . .oh wait, we are. LOL

How you know when to have "The Talk" with your child. . .

*Disclaimer: Read the title. If this is going to bother you, don't read it. Continue at your own discretion. ;)

This morning when Korvin woke up, he was playing and talking to himself. So we decided before getting up, to have some "Mommy/Daddy time."

After a few minutes, Korvin started screaming for someone to come and get him. All of the sudden, the door (which Patrick had locked) opened.

Kadence: Korvin's awake!
Me (whispering): I thought you locked the door!
Patrick (whispering while pulling the blanket up further): I did! (loudly to Kadence) Go out and close the door. We know he's awake. We'll be there in a minute.

She went out. She closed the door. No further comments, which for her is unheard of.

We got up. Our conversation went something like this.
Patrick: She didn't say anything else. She never does that.
Me: It'll be fine. We were cuddling, and you were helping me stretch. She'll buy that.
Patrick: But she didn't say anything else. . .

Patrick went to get Korvin while I got dressed, brushed my teeth, and thought about it. We've never lied to her. We're not starting now. Technically we were cuddling. Technically, he was helping me stretch. But we were going to have to give her more than that. The problem was figuring out how much to tell her, and how to do it, since she has a tendency to bring things up repeatedly. . .and randomly tell other people things.

Her first comment when they all came back in verified that I was correct in thinking we needed to explain things to her on her level. As I was changing Korvin's diaper, she ran up and started a conversation.

Kadence: I thought you were going to have another baby!
Me: What??
Kadence: I thought you were going to have another baby!
Me: Why would you think that?
Kadence: Because I want a little sister!

Awesome. I figured she was either thinking:

A. We just made her a little sister, because on some level, she knew exactly what we were doing.

Or

B. She heard something that made her think we were having her a little sister right then, and she didn't want to miss it. 

I looked at Patrick, trying not to laugh.

Patrick: Kadence, did you unlock our door?
Kadence: Yes.
Patrick: You're not supposed to unlock our door.
Kadence: But Korvin was awake!
Patrick: We know, and we were going to go and get him in a minute. Mommy and Daddy just needed a little time to ourselves.
Kadence: But what were you doing?
Me: We were cuddling, and daddy was helping me stretch.
Kadence: But why was he on top of you?
Me: Sometimes that helps me stretch more. My back feels much better now.
Kadence: So he was squishing you?
Me: Something like that.


I was trying not to burst out laughing, while being eternally grateful that she didn't walk in at any other point.

Once Korvin's diaper had been changed, I figured we'd head into the other room, sit down, and finish this conversation. Patrick and I were, however, unable to communicate about how we were going to handle it. So I tried to ask him in pig latin what he wanted to do. He couldn't keep up, so I texted him. "Should we explain things now before she's old enough to be traumatized, and before she has negative feelings about sex?" 

He nodded. "I was figuring we'd just tell her. There's nothing wrong with it."

The conversation went something like this:
Patrick: Kadence, sometimes Mommies and Daddies need time to be alone with each other. It's perfectly fine.
Kadence (getting weepy): But why wasn't someone alone with me in MY bed?
Me (realizing this was about Daddy, since the kids don't see him much during the week): Daddy came upstairs last night when he got home and tucked you in.
Kadence: But I didn't see him!
Patrick: You were asleep. I kissed you, and I told you I loved you. You said you loved me too, but you were SOO tired.
Kadence (giggles): You did? Ok.
Me: Ok, now Kadence. Mommies and Daddies need time just by themselves without babies, or kids, or anyone else. It's very important. You remember how Mommy was having a bad day yesterday?
Kadence: Uh-huh!
Me: Mommy had a really bad day yesterday, and needed some Mommy/Daddy time with just Daddy to do things that Mommies and Daddies do before we got up. Do you understand?
Kadence: No. Why was he on top of you?
Patrick: There are things that Mommies and Daddies just do together. It's ok, and it's perfectly normal.
Me: When Mommy and Daddy's door is locked, it's because we need some Mommy/Daddy alone time to cuddle like Mommies and Daddies do. You're not to unlock our door. You can knock, and we'll answer you, and we'll come out in a few minutes. But you are not to unlock our door. Do you understand?
Kadence: (pause) Yes. (pause) Can we watch TV? 

That is how 5 year olds let you know that their curiosity has been satisfied, and you can now move on with your day. . .but since this particular 5 year old ruminates, and then brings things up over, and over, and over again, we as her parents are more likely to be traumatized over this little event than she is. . .which is why I'm now having some Jameson with my coffee, and we're discussing installing a deadbolt for our bedroom door. ;)

I'm not necessary looking forward to when we have to have the REAL talk with her about all of this, but I think we'll handle it just fine when we do have to.