2013 365 Project: Week 1

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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.

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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

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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%

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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

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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.

366 Project: Week 52

Sunday (Day 365)

December 30, 2012

Once upon a time, there was a little boy. One morning, he peed so much, he filled the footies of his pajamas, and soaked his bed. It was so bad, he thought he was poopy and kept telling everyone. The mommy gave the little boy and his big sister a bubble bath while the daddy stripped sheets and started a load of laundry.

After the little boy was dried and dressed, he asked for an apple. So his mommy took him to get an apple out of the refrigerator. . .and when you give a little boy an apple, he'll decide to to pull on one of the shelves in the door. The shelf will then break, and when it breaks, everything that was on the shelf will break when it all hits the floor. The mommy grabbed the little boy and called for the daddy to come and get him.

After the daddy took the little boy out of the kitchen, he went back in to help the mommy. . .but forgot to close the gate to the kitchen. So, when they turned around, there was the little boy standing in a puddle of sticky peach schnapps, asking for his apple. His mommy took him and his apple to the other room, and got him cleaned up again while the daddy mopped the floor. . .3 times. (It's still sticky. . .the mommy and the daddy just stopped caring.)

The daddy, the little boy, and the big sister all played Dance Central on the Xbox while the mommy hopped around the sticky kitchen making herself a cup of coffee for the good of the family. The little boy got bored with the dancing, and decided to play with his Legos. For some reason, he also decided to pull on the side piece of the entertainment center, and when you pull just right on the side piece of the entertainment center, it comes off. Finally, the little boy had broken something that duck tape will fix. Ha. Ha. Ha.

The mommy sat down to drink her coffee. The little boy came over to ask for some. He always asks, even though the answer is always no. Someday, he thinks the answer will be yes, and he doesn't want to miss that day by not asking. He decided the mommy's half drunk coffee needed a little extra something, so he added an empty bottle of her eye drops to make it just right. When he realized that she didn't want the bottle in her coffee, he reached in and pulled it back out. She took it away, and cleaned him off again before he licked all the coffee off of himself. Then she finished her coffee. Yeah, that's right. She finished it.

TGIN (Thank God It's Naptime)
The End

Kadence refused to eat her food. Patrick told her she had no choice. Then he came and told me "She will be forcibly eaten." Well, thanks for the heads up babe. lmao

Monday (Day 366)

December 31, 2012

I got a Lofti drying rack for almost nothing on Ecomom.com during their Green Friday sale. Patrick finally had time to install it for me this weekend, so today I finally had a chance to use it. (insert happy dance) This is another one of those things you can file under "weird things that make Rachael happy."

Korvin is getting quite adept at using the iPhone. Now if only he could spell, he'd be quite a handy little assistant. As it is, he just keeps composing random emails like this. ;)

Kadence was feeding Korvin a snack today. She was using the snack to train him to do tricks. Hey, they were happy. Anyway, she suddenly gasped and said "Mom, I have to tell you something! If he eats, he'll have to poop again!" Hahahaha. . .yes, that's how it works.

Today marks the end of 2012. Tomorrow starts a whole new year. There's been a lot of both good, and bad that has happened this year. Most people would like to just remember the good, and forget the bad. However, experiences, both good and bad, shape who we are.

So I'm not going to forget. Not intentionally anyway. ;)

Here's to remembering how we got to be who we are, and here's to the opportunity of a brand new year to change what we don't like.

Happy New Year!

366 Project: Week 51

Sunday (Day 358)

December 23, 2012

Giorgio Armani + Batman = ?
;)

There was a guy on the adjoining escalator going up while we were going down. I was momentarily tempted to grab his arm as we passed each other and yell "Do you believe in fate? I think you're my soulmate!" Would have been slightly awkward while holding my husband's hand, but still would have been funny. ;)

Monday (Day 359)

December 24, 2012

Playing at the park! Had to get rid of some energy. He LOVES the slide.

Kadence was having a fit because Patrick opened a coke. She told him not to drink it, because it was bad for him, and it would hurt him. He didn't listen. So she came to me.
K: Mommy! Daddy's drinking high fructose corn syrup!!
P: Rachael, control your organic child.
He should have listened. . .the cokes expired a year ago. lol

P(gets up from the table): Can you watch the kids for a minute?
Me: Yeah. . .(while thinking "Well, I AM their mother. . .")
P: Ok. Kadence, do what mommy says, and don't touch your shoes.

So if I tell her to touch her shoes, what should she do? Hahaha

Tuesday (Day 360)

December 25, 2012

Everyone else needed coffee to wake up. . .candy cane in the stocking did it for Korvin. :) Merry Christmas!

For Christmas, I'd like a functioning brain. . .for both me, and Patrick. This time, I'm blaming Texas weather. It was hot when we left home. Now it's below freezing there, snowing, and our heat was turned off when we left. Have I mentioned how much I love our awesome neighbors? That's twice in one trip that Amber saved us. I see lots of cookies in her near future. . .lol

Wednesday (Day 361)

December 26, 2012

Home is just around the corner! Still have some snow too, which made Kadence happy.

I may have kept children quiet on the way home with lollipops and gummy bears. . .it's Uncle Peyton's fault for providing them. But they ARE organic. . .and the kids HAVE been awfully quiet. . .so I think he's everyone's favorite person right now. Lol

As we were unpacking the car, the kids were playing with some of their new toys. We heard Korvin screaming like his life was in danger, and went in to find him backed against the front door screaming, while Kadence was using the broom to push his new tumbling chuck dump truck away while it shook, and talked, and did what it does. Patrick thought she was taking it away from him, and had her go help him unpack some things. I heard Korvin screaming again, and found him hiding in the other room while the truck rolled around the floor doing it's thing. Without Kadence and her broom, no one was there to protect him from the scary toy. Poor little guy. Things aren't always what they seem. Kadence WAS taking his toy away from him, but it was because it was terrifying him, and she was protecting him. :)

 

Thursday (Day 362)

December 27, 2012

Korvin's first time playing in snow. He wasn't overly thrilled. He touched it before I put socks on his hands (couldn't find any of our mittens,) and it upset him. lol. . .Kadence wanted to make a snowman, but the snow wouldn't hold together for that, so she made snow angels instead.

Friday (Day 363)

December 28, 2012

Bang up parking job. . .I went to Abilene to help Sandra get settled after she got out of the hospital. Savannah and I went to the store to get some things for her, and I had to take a picture of this spectacular parking job at the hippie store (as Ruth calls it.)

Saturday (Day 364)

December 29, 2012

 Can't go to Abilene and not go by Ruth's house. . .especially since there's an incredible bundle of cuteness that resides there. This is my favorite baby "nephew's" sleeping booty. ;)