A week or so ago I ordered a new camera. I have a digital Rebel XT, but wanted one I could just throw in the diaper bag and not have to steal my mom's camera that we got her for Christmas. I ordered a Canon PowerShot SD800 IS . The "IS" stands for "image stabilizing, a feature that I'm convinced I need when I'm trying to take a picture with one hand while holding Claire or Delaney in the other arm...now if someone would only make a camera that would prevent the small child from grabbing at the camera or, better yet, hold the child!
Yesterday, I decided to take advantage of Verizon's sale and upgrade my old cellphone to one that will actually hold a charge for more than 5 minutes. Since I thought I might also use this opportunity to learn to text message, I got a Samsung SCH u-740 because it has a QWERTY keyboard. It's petty, but trying to type using a standard keypad is the equivalent of nails on a chalkboard. I really just want to be a cool mom and not be left behind by technology. Anyway, Verizon promised overnight delivery so it should also be here today.
Kevin's napping and Claire and Delaney are due for a nap at 2:30 so if FedEx or UPS shows up in the next half hour, I'm going to have tech playtime. Wheeee!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Is 3 the new 2?
Before I had kids, all I heard about were the "terrible twos". "Just wait until he turns 2" or "Oh, my kid's got the terrible twos and he's only 18 months" or whatever. Kevin's 3rd year of life wasn't so bad, or maybe I was just too sleep deprived to notice, but either way, his "twos" were nothing compared to the first few weeks of his "threes"!
It's a lot of crying. About everything. "You cut my toast in half. I wanted it whoooooollllllleeeee! WAAAAAH!" "I wanted to push the buttons! WAAAAAAAAAAH" "I want my running shoes, not the sandals! I didn't want my running shoes! WAAAAAAAAH".
I initially chalked it up to starting pre-school which, I thought, might have been a stressor. Maybe it is, but Kevin seemed to like pre-school once he released my leg from the death grip. Today he had no problems releasing my leg and running, yelling at the top of his lungs, through Wal-Mart. Fortunately, the greeter stopped him and, despite a lot of "WAAAAAAAAAAAH! I want to walk, I'll be a good walker!" wailing, I was able to strap him in and continue on our unmerry way. He got some sympathy chat from the grandmas in the store, but I think they were still on my side when he told them his mommy was making him sit in the cart because he ran off when he wasn't supposed to.
Anyway, it's a good thing he's cute or I'd be selling him on Ebay.
It's a lot of crying. About everything. "You cut my toast in half. I wanted it whoooooollllllleeeee! WAAAAAH!" "I wanted to push the buttons! WAAAAAAAAAAH" "I want my running shoes, not the sandals! I didn't want my running shoes! WAAAAAAAAH".
I initially chalked it up to starting pre-school which, I thought, might have been a stressor. Maybe it is, but Kevin seemed to like pre-school once he released my leg from the death grip. Today he had no problems releasing my leg and running, yelling at the top of his lungs, through Wal-Mart. Fortunately, the greeter stopped him and, despite a lot of "WAAAAAAAAAAAH! I want to walk, I'll be a good walker!" wailing, I was able to strap him in and continue on our unmerry way. He got some sympathy chat from the grandmas in the store, but I think they were still on my side when he told them his mommy was making him sit in the cart because he ran off when he wasn't supposed to.
Anyway, it's a good thing he's cute or I'd be selling him on Ebay.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Stumper
Kevin started swimming lessons on Monday. He wanted me to swim with him, but I explained that the lifeguards, like cousin Trevor, would be teaching him and they would make sure he was safe in the water.
The question of the day:
"Mommy, a lifeguard guards life. What is life?"
The question of the day:
"Mommy, a lifeguard guards life. What is life?"
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Kevin's trip to the dentist...
Kevin's trip to the dentist went so well that I was inspired to brag about it at a forum I frequent. Not that I don't brag about him other times, but this was special:)
Warning- bragging ahead!
Kevin had his first dental appointment today. I was a little worried because he's not much of a fan of holding still. I practiced with him at home by having him lay in the recliner while I counted his teeth and he likes brushing, but I was still a bit concerned. When we got there, he played in the waiting room until the assistant came for him, then he walked back without hesitating. He climbed right up in the chair, laid back, and let her put on the little bib. Whatever the dentist told him to do, he did immediately. He didn't wiggle or act shy or get nervous at all. I was amazed. I told Bob later that we could have been the "Going to the Dentist" segment on Sesame Street.
While Kevin was picking out his treat, the dentist asked me if Kevin was always this well-behaved. I told him that we had practiced a little and he thought that was great. He then told me that Kevin was one of the best first exams he's ever done and he was really impressed with how pleasant and cooperative Kevin was. He far exceeded my expectations and I'm still all warm and fuzzy about how well he did:)
Warning- bragging ahead!
Kevin had his first dental appointment today. I was a little worried because he's not much of a fan of holding still. I practiced with him at home by having him lay in the recliner while I counted his teeth and he likes brushing, but I was still a bit concerned. When we got there, he played in the waiting room until the assistant came for him, then he walked back without hesitating. He climbed right up in the chair, laid back, and let her put on the little bib. Whatever the dentist told him to do, he did immediately. He didn't wiggle or act shy or get nervous at all. I was amazed. I told Bob later that we could have been the "Going to the Dentist" segment on Sesame Street.
While Kevin was picking out his treat, the dentist asked me if Kevin was always this well-behaved. I told him that we had practiced a little and he thought that was great. He then told me that Kevin was one of the best first exams he's ever done and he was really impressed with how pleasant and cooperative Kevin was. He far exceeded my expectations and I'm still all warm and fuzzy about how well he did:)
Sunday, July 8, 2007
I have eaters!
Delaney and Claire like food! Specifically, they seem to like food that comes off a plate and they can put in their mouths with their hands rather than the pureed stuff out of a jar. This is a huge change from what we experienced with Kevin, who'd gag at a bit of hamburger and will still try to eat butter, and butter only, for dinner. So far, they've eaten waffles, french toast, mac and cheese, scrambled eggs with cheese, green beans, peaches, bananas, hamburger, chicken (both in very nutritious nuggets and sweet and sour form), and rice. The rice part is funny because Delaney adamantly refused to eat the stage 3 green beans, which contained rice, when she would inhale the stage 2 version without rice. Silly baby!
Hopefully they keep this up!
Hopefully they keep this up!
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Updates
I can't believe the girls are almost a year old...and that they've survived with no major injuries! Claire has decided that Kevin's little table is an excellent climbing spot. She does a great job climbing up, but getting down is mostly left to gravity. Delaney has started to like the push walker, but, again, gravity can be both friend and foe. They are still both small, but both have their two bottom teeth and are showing a lot of interest in getting food in their mouths. Waffles, mac and cheese, and chicken nuggets are current favorites, but they still like their fruits and veggies too. In other news, they both had a visit with Dr. Suh, the pediatric ophthalmologist, who said that they were both far-sighted. No glasses yet, but we'll be going back in 3 months for a recheck.
Kevin is still working on potty training. We've told him that it's his job and he'll need to be able to do it by the time he starts preschool at the end of August. He'll pee on the potty and has occasionally pooped there too, but doesn't quite seem to have the "feel" yet. He's had a great week with a trip to Sioux Falls to see his cousins, a parade and fireworks on the 4th, and another parade, and maybe fireworks, today. He loves parades, especially the candy, and even the loud fireworks don't seem to faze him at all.
It's been super hot here the last few days and we've been contemplating setting up the wading pool. All 3 of the kids really like water. We had a nice vacation to Minneapolis and Alexandria, MN in June and, as long as the water isn't too cold, the little fish are all for a dip:) We'll be heading over to Wisconsin in a few weeks to visit Angie & Eric and family and hope to find a spot around Madison for a couple days of family fun. We'll see how a vacation without the good help of Grandma Helen goes!
Kevin is still working on potty training. We've told him that it's his job and he'll need to be able to do it by the time he starts preschool at the end of August. He'll pee on the potty and has occasionally pooped there too, but doesn't quite seem to have the "feel" yet. He's had a great week with a trip to Sioux Falls to see his cousins, a parade and fireworks on the 4th, and another parade, and maybe fireworks, today. He loves parades, especially the candy, and even the loud fireworks don't seem to faze him at all.
It's been super hot here the last few days and we've been contemplating setting up the wading pool. All 3 of the kids really like water. We had a nice vacation to Minneapolis and Alexandria, MN in June and, as long as the water isn't too cold, the little fish are all for a dip:) We'll be heading over to Wisconsin in a few weeks to visit Angie & Eric and family and hope to find a spot around Madison for a couple days of family fun. We'll see how a vacation without the good help of Grandma Helen goes!
Sunday, March 4, 2007
Independence
"I don't wanna to", "I don't haffa to", "mmm, maybe not", and "no" have become large parts of the K-boy's vocabulary. I'm all for him learning how to make his own decisions, but it'd be nice to go for an hour without hearing the aforementioned phrases.
Worse than those, though, is "I do it myself". This actually means, "I don't want to do it but I will raise holy hell if you try to do it for me." It is used for everything from flushing the toilet to dressing to shutting the refrigerator door. Usually I indulge him with a count of three and a warning that if he doesn't do it, I will, but some things, like strapping him in his car seat, are non-negotiable. I will have to credit him with an unexpectedly high level of sophistication when it comes to stalling. It may make me nuts, but it's pretty impressive.
Worse than those, though, is "I do it myself". This actually means, "I don't want to do it but I will raise holy hell if you try to do it for me." It is used for everything from flushing the toilet to dressing to shutting the refrigerator door. Usually I indulge him with a count of three and a warning that if he doesn't do it, I will, but some things, like strapping him in his car seat, are non-negotiable. I will have to credit him with an unexpectedly high level of sophistication when it comes to stalling. It may make me nuts, but it's pretty impressive.
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