Saturday, July 31, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
I was telling Brian about my morning and he thought I should blog about it, so I hope you find this as entertaining as I did. This is a lot of dialouge and I'll be moving fast so try and keep up. Ella will be in pink, Aiden will be in blue and anything I say will stay in black. Got it? Good.
This morning was like any other. The usual, nothing out of the ordinary. The kids played, ate breakfast, swam in the pool (well more like jumped off the top of the slide into the pool), took a shower...I bathed Riley twice, changed her clothes twice (the baby food poop is brutal). Got the kids dressed...Ella in her Monkey Shirt, of course, and Aiden picked out his Lightning McQueen shirt. He's also getting into this whole 'picking out my clothes' deal. So upon his decision they decided to watch Cars. Now the reason I'm telling you all this is because their morning had nothing to do with ducks whatsoever. Infact, they've been playing with bugs and butterflies.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Nap time. Stories are read, songs are sung and Ella and Aiden are in bed. 2 down 1 to go. Now all I have to do is feed Riley and then I will have my hour of solitude. No sooner do I get her latched on I hear a door open. "Mom...(it's Ella) I have to go potty again." While she is wrapping things up I hear another door. "Aiden close your door and go back to bed." "My bwankets, I can't do it." He likes his blankets to be perfectly laid on him or else he doesn't sleep. Next thing I know Ella comes running out of the bathroom and says to me "Mom, I'll be right back, I have to help Aiden." Let's just see how this pans out. I guess Riley's meal will have to be interrupted yet again. Surprisingly she covered him up, gave him a kiss, closed his door and that was it. He was sleeping minutes later. She then goes back to her room closed her door and went to bed. At this rate in another year or so I can put her on diaper duty!
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
So with this aside, there still is the issue of yesterday. Now, I'm not one to serve my kids only organic foods, and make them happy vegetable faces out of tomatoes and celery sticks. Like I said, we're all doing the best we can. So, we have a rule here at our house: If you don't like dinner, fine. All you have to do is take one bite, say you don't like it, and you get a bowl of cereal. Nothing else. Just cereal, that's the only other option. I'm not hard core enough to put them to bed without eating. Last night was Zitti. Simple pasta, sauce and meatballs. Ella decided when she saw the noodle box that she didn't like it. She ate her bite and got her cereal, no big deal. Aiden had a royal meltdown, and ended up sitting for 2 hours with a cold, sticky, sauceless noodle sitting in front of him. We went about our evening cleaning up, giving the girls their baths and putting them in bed and yet there he sat. Anytime we'd come near he'd start up again with the crying. I was ready to hit the lights and leave him there and act like we were going to bed too. Thanks to my wonderful husband, he finally got him to eat the stinkin' noodle...and Aiden ate his cereal. He went to bed an hour late, but I went to bed feeling proud of us for following through. On the other hand, was that too harsh? He's 2 and I'm 25 but we are equally stubborn. I was so glad he ate the noodle. I honestly didn't know how this would end up. What was I gonna do, give him his blanket and pillow and let him sleep at the table?
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