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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

WW: Pictures from Facebook

 

Think it’s time for his first hair cut yet?

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Seriously mom?  Do you really think they’ve invented a
baby-proofing knob that can keep me contained?

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Between the extra large bottles of baby wash being dumped one-per-bath, giant cans shaving cream being sprayed till empty, the 24 pack of handi-snacks being emptied and crushed in the entry, rolls of paper towels being unraveled to get at the “sword” in the middle, and this- I’m beginning to think that shopping at the big warehouse store isn’t worth it. 

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Poker Face

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Wednesday, March 9, 2011

WW: I’m Declaring War

War has been declared!

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My weapons,

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and ammunition.

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Thirteen battles were fought over two days,

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and victory was mine!

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A moment of silence for those who were lost.

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Sunday, February 20, 2011

A Lesson In Cuddlies

All my kids have had cuddlies.  They each chose their own cuddly.  For a period of time they’d have a few different animals or blankies they’d be drawn to, but eventually they would end up with one special cuddly.  I LOVED that my kids had cuddlies because once a cuddly was chosen, they did a marvelous job of falling asleep on their own.  And if they woke during the night, often the cuddly would help them get back to sleep.

 

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My oldest son chose this bunny.  It was actually a gift that my great-grandmother had given to my baby sister.  When I married, my sister was only 9 years old and she let me take this bunny to remind me of her.  LaLa liked to hold one of the long ears and suck his thumb. 

When LaLa was around 3, he was staying at his grandparents house and he lost his bunny.  They searched their house high and low and never could find it.   About a week earlier one of the ears had fallen off, and I hadn’t had a chance to sew it back on.  I gave it to him and for like a year he went around with this yucky, ratty, hairless ear, sucking his thumb.

 

Little MissLittle Miss had a blanket for her cuddly.  When I had her, we lived in a townhouse and one of our neighbors made this for her.  It actually was very scratchy, I don’t know why she took to this one.

When she was just over 2, we were at the mall and she fell asleep on my shoulder holding her blankie.  I didn’t realize that she let go of it until we were in the car.  The mall was closing, but I ran though as much of it as I could trying to find her blankie.  I called the next day and no one had turned it in.  I’m sure whoever found it thought it was some yucky rag.

 

 

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Nolie had a blankie too.  He called it “blue-one blankie.”  This was a blanket that I had knitted for him when I was pregnant.  He liked to pull the strings on it while sucking his thumb, so eventually “blue-one blankie” became a strangulation hazard.  It was replaced with three “white-one blankies” and eventually Nolie settled on one of those which he still carries around.

 

Little CamCam has a blue blankie.  It was a gift from a friend of mine, actually it was for Nolie.  CamCam is my only one who doesn’t really carry his cuddly around during the day.  Once in awhile he’ll go grab it, but mostly he just uses it when it’s bedtime.

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Little Hurricane chose a bunny.  When I was pregnant with him, I was at the Gap and Little Miss picked out this bunny.  I didn’t want to get it because we have SO many stuffed animals, but she convinced me because it was so soft. 

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He liked to suck his thumb, and then put the bunny in the crook of his arm while holding the hair in the back of his head.  Very complicated cuddler. 

 

 

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This bunny was ALWAYS with him.  He called it his “beee”. 

 

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Last week we were at the mall, and I gave him his bunny.  At some point he must have thrown it, because when we got to the car I realized it was gone.  The mall had just closed, but I ran though everywhere we had been to try and find it.  I banged on the doors of 2 closed stores we had been in, only one let me in. (I hate you Sears!)  I called for 2 days, but noone had it. 

Fortunately I knew the brand and size of his bunny.  I’ve been through losing cuddlies before, and so I had looked into getting a backup for him months ago.  But I never bought it.  So onto Amazon I go, when what do I see?  

NOT IN STOCK
availibility:  unknown

You’ve got to be freakin kidding me.  I did a massive internet search, and found only one site carrying the bunny in the correct size.  Or, I could buy the same bunny, 3” larger from Amazon for half the price.

Now, if you have a child who looses a cuddly, and you are actually fortunate enough to have a chance at replacing said cuddly with an exact replica, TAKE IT!

Not me though, I bought the larger/cheaper one.  I didn’t think 3 inches was that big of a deal.  It took 6 days, and hIMG_2274is bunny finally came.  The week had been hell, and I was so excited when it arrived.  Little Hurricane opened the package and when he pulled off the tissue paper said “my beee!”  He pulled it out, sucked his thumb, and tried to put the bunny in the crook of his arm.  It was too big!

He took that bunny, stuffed it back in the box, put the tissue paper on top, and handed it to me. 

Try again mom.

I’ve been trying to force this thing on him yesterday and today, and I think he’s finally starting to accept him.

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I just hope his old bunny isn’t “toy story 3-ing” his way back home, only to find out he’s been replaced.

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Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Surviving a 2 year old, Round five

It’s Official!

Today Little Hurricane turns two.

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My furniture,

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dinners,

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walls,

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and sanity may never be the same.

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Friday, January 28, 2011

Toys are SO last year

Little Hurricane is a sophisticated toddler.  He wants nothing to do with those little baby toys.  Nope, he’s going right for the big stuff.     

No little learning toy with blinking lights and sounds for him.

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Laptops are WAY cooler.

And who wants to beat on a little plastic drum or bang on fake piano keys when you can have the real deal?

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Little Miss’ flute is so much more fun.

Why would he waste any of his time playing with a Handy Manny tool set when he has this?

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How many babies do you know that get to play
with an air compressor?

Don’t even get me started on the fake plastic food and kitchen stuff.  Lame.

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You can actually eat what comes out of this baby.

And what about all those silly toddlers still messing with their sippy cups? 

Babies.

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Well, maybe he’s carried it a bit too far.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

WW: More Bars in More Places

all 4 boys

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Balls, Balls, Balls

Little Hurricane LOVES balls.  He’s obsessed, really.  Give him a ball to play with and he’s entertained for hours. 

His favorite thing to do is throw the ball at people.  Then when they get knocked upside the head and say “Ouch!”, he laughs and laughs.

And does it again.

He has a little bit of a mean streak in him, I think.

He also loves to throw balls at the tv.  When The Dada or I freak out over a hard ball being thrown at our only television, Little Hurricane thinks that’s hilarious as well.

The other day he was throwing this small but hard bouncy ball around the room.  He started throwing it at the tv, and I went to go take the ball away from him.  But then it bounced over the tv and landed behind it.  I went back to my cooking, figuring that was a good place for it to stay.

A few minutes later The Dada points to our living room and says, “Look, do you think that’s a problem?”

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Hmmm, I’m betting I will be in the market for a new television pretty soon.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Messy Eaters

One of the coolest things about having lots of kids is how in one glance you can see the progression with each age.  The other day all four of my boys were sitting next to each other on the couch, and just so happened to be sitting according to age.  Their heads looked like a set of stairs, it made The Dada and me chuckle.  Anytime I’m doing an art activity with my three little guys, it quickly becomes apparent the amount of growth that occurs year to year. 

And then there’s eating.  Some nights I wonder when I’m going to be free of washing messy little hands and faces.  The other night we were eating spaghetti and I realized that this will happen sometime between the ages of 5 and 13.

The messiness of boys eating, according to age:

Age 13.  Perfectly clean, as I’d expect.

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Age 5.  Little sauce on the cheeks, nothing awful.

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Age 3.  Oh yeah, that’s more like it. 
Face, tummy, hands… nice. 

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20 Months.  Maybe next time I’ll spoon-feed him.

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He sure was enjoying this meal.

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That explains how he gets it in his hair!

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Hmmm, it might just be easier to trade in for a new,
clean baby.
 

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Now their rooms, that’s a funny thing.  If I were to take a picture of their rooms, the mess would go in the exact opposite direction.