Monday, July 9, 2012
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Birthday Bear
Little Bear is officially 3. Going on 7.
He is very grown up, in so many ways. It's important that he still be 3 sometimes.
He had a great party yesterday followed by a laid back day today. Including a few pieces of cake, of course.
We are in Harrisburg staying at my aunt and uncle's. Tomorrow-- Sesame Place.
I predict: baby's mind--blown.
He is very grown up, in so many ways. It's important that he still be 3 sometimes.
He had a great party yesterday followed by a laid back day today. Including a few pieces of cake, of course.
We are in Harrisburg staying at my aunt and uncle's. Tomorrow-- Sesame Place.
I predict: baby's mind--blown.
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Playing hooky from watching stuff blow up
My patriotic duty is to go watch fireworks on July 4, right?
There was a thunderstorm off and on this afternoon, so I didn't leave the house. Not that I had planned to.
Today we had Little Bear's birthday party. His birthday is tomorrow, but I figured that on the 4th, enough people would be around and not working, and looking for things to do in the morning with their 3 year olds.
So we had brunch. I made pancakes. A bit too labor-intensive but they were still delicious. And I served other brunch things like lox and bagels, tuna salad, and veggies and dip. I think the kids enjoyed the food.
They also wanted to play outside. Goodness knows why. It was roasty-hot out there.
Fun party. Cute kiddos. Happy Little Bear.
And a decent enough reason to stay home. Because I'm tired.
There was a thunderstorm off and on this afternoon, so I didn't leave the house. Not that I had planned to.
Today we had Little Bear's birthday party. His birthday is tomorrow, but I figured that on the 4th, enough people would be around and not working, and looking for things to do in the morning with their 3 year olds.
So we had brunch. I made pancakes. A bit too labor-intensive but they were still delicious. And I served other brunch things like lox and bagels, tuna salad, and veggies and dip. I think the kids enjoyed the food.
They also wanted to play outside. Goodness knows why. It was roasty-hot out there.
Fun party. Cute kiddos. Happy Little Bear.
And a decent enough reason to stay home. Because I'm tired.
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Fingerpaint attempt:
Not a major success, but not a total wash. It's better to make it about an hour before use, rather than the night before.
Oh, and there is the issue of my kids not really wanting messy fingerpainty hands.
But they like the colors and they enjoyed being outside at 7AM.
Oh, and there is the issue of my kids not really wanting messy fingerpainty hands.
But they like the colors and they enjoyed being outside at 7AM.
Friday, June 22, 2012
Finger paint
Here's what I'm preparing for tomorrow:
http://www.missionmama.com/homeschool/homemade-finger-paint
Homemade finger paint. I'll let you know if my time might be better spent on homemade muffins instead.
http://www.missionmama.com/homeschool/homemade-finger-paint
Homemade finger paint. I'll let you know if my time might be better spent on homemade muffins instead.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Big news!! It's a...
New home! Of our very own!
We've been living with my parents since Thanksgiving of 2009, and how thankful we have been, every single day and every step of the way. Without their unwavering support and amazing generosity, we would have never been in the position to wait for the right job (or something like it), for the right house, and the right time in general.
The right time as a concept was itself changing and evolving. For those keeping score at home, we are leaving my parents' house with one more boy than we had when we left the house in New Jersey. And when we discovered that we would be blessed with another sweetheart, we knew that our aspirations of being in our own space would have to wait. And isn't he just the icing on the cake! So sweet and good-natured, such fun at the table, and ever so eager to get in on the fun with his big brothers.
Thankfully with lots of saving and lots of help, we are here. We've come full circle. Acquiring our own home is a sign of victory and survival, in so many ways.
We have a bit of work to do, and to have done, but we will get it. Windows, floors, painting of course. Cleaning, naturally. And a variety of planning things, most of which fall to me as the person who will be spending the time there getting the work done and working with our contractor.
Even the kids are excited! They like the place. They like getting to pick colors and posters and furniture.
I am just thrilled as anything.
We've been living with my parents since Thanksgiving of 2009, and how thankful we have been, every single day and every step of the way. Without their unwavering support and amazing generosity, we would have never been in the position to wait for the right job (or something like it), for the right house, and the right time in general.
The right time as a concept was itself changing and evolving. For those keeping score at home, we are leaving my parents' house with one more boy than we had when we left the house in New Jersey. And when we discovered that we would be blessed with another sweetheart, we knew that our aspirations of being in our own space would have to wait. And isn't he just the icing on the cake! So sweet and good-natured, such fun at the table, and ever so eager to get in on the fun with his big brothers.
Thankfully with lots of saving and lots of help, we are here. We've come full circle. Acquiring our own home is a sign of victory and survival, in so many ways.
We have a bit of work to do, and to have done, but we will get it. Windows, floors, painting of course. Cleaning, naturally. And a variety of planning things, most of which fall to me as the person who will be spending the time there getting the work done and working with our contractor.
Even the kids are excited! They like the place. They like getting to pick colors and posters and furniture.
I am just thrilled as anything.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Decent human beings
Today, Little Bear decided that he wanted to make a mess. He had a hot dog and threw it on the floor. When asked to pick it up, he said, "I broke the hot dog" and rip it into more pieces. I told him several times that we can't do anything else until his mess us cleaned. No dice.
In his usual patient and loving manner, Daddy asked Little Bear to pick the pieces up and put them in his hand. Which he did a bit and then got bored. Even so, snaps to Daddy for the patience and the impression given to the children that their parents want the same thing.
But then, the most amazing thing happened. With no prompting at all, The Boy got up out of his chair and said "I'll clean it up." And he did.
What a great kid.
Not that Little Bear is not a great kid but let's be honest: in many ways, the 2/almost 3 year old is an uncivilized creature. All the brains in the world with none of the impulse control.
In his usual patient and loving manner, Daddy asked Little Bear to pick the pieces up and put them in his hand. Which he did a bit and then got bored. Even so, snaps to Daddy for the patience and the impression given to the children that their parents want the same thing.
But then, the most amazing thing happened. With no prompting at all, The Boy got up out of his chair and said "I'll clean it up." And he did.
What a great kid.
Not that Little Bear is not a great kid but let's be honest: in many ways, the 2/almost 3 year old is an uncivilized creature. All the brains in the world with none of the impulse control.
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