Monday, September 21, 2009
I graduated from college with honors
I have to tell myself this over and over sometimes just to remind myself that in fact I have accomplished something academic in my life. I have yet to use my college degree and I probably never will but I have it. I am think they might void it out pretty soon though seeing as my paying job could probably be done by my two year old daughter.
Monday, September 14, 2009
My not picky eater
I am thankful that I don't have a picky eater for a kid. HOWEVER I am not glad that my kid is a mooch and wants whatever I am eating all the time. I mean I guess it is pretty good for my waist line since I never get to eat any of my own food but the whole "I want some" is starting to get old. She is getting pretty creative in the way she is now asking for your food and I can't help but laugh at her most the time.
As I said her famous line is "I want some." But lately she has come up with some new tricks. We were driving in the car last week and I was eating almonds which Stella picked up on very quickly. "What do you have in your mouth? What are you eating Momma?'" Stella said. "Nuts" I replied. "Ohhh nuts, that's my favorite food...I want some." I started laughing so hard. I said "nuts are not your favorite food but you can have some."
Yesterday we were having some family over to watch the football game so I quickly ran into the gas station to get some soda while Dan and Stella waited in the care. When I came out with the soda Stella was screaming and clapping in delight. When I got back in the car she was yelling "YAY SODA!" I said "Stella you don't get to drink soda, you know that." To which she replied "ya, do" (which means ya I do). "No" I said back. Then a couple minutes later she said "I love soda, I love it." I just laughed, like I always do.
As I said her famous line is "I want some." But lately she has come up with some new tricks. We were driving in the car last week and I was eating almonds which Stella picked up on very quickly. "What do you have in your mouth? What are you eating Momma?'" Stella said. "Nuts" I replied. "Ohhh nuts, that's my favorite food...I want some." I started laughing so hard. I said "nuts are not your favorite food but you can have some."
Yesterday we were having some family over to watch the football game so I quickly ran into the gas station to get some soda while Dan and Stella waited in the care. When I came out with the soda Stella was screaming and clapping in delight. When I got back in the car she was yelling "YAY SODA!" I said "Stella you don't get to drink soda, you know that." To which she replied "ya, do" (which means ya I do). "No" I said back. Then a couple minutes later she said "I love soda, I love it." I just laughed, like I always do.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
The Biter
Stella started back to daycare or as we like to call it "school" last week. Dan dropped her off and said she was very excited and didn't have a hard time with him leaving her at all. I picked her up and as I always do asked the teacher how she did. Here is how the conversation went.
Her teacher: She had a great first day, she ate well and took a good nap. (pause) However she did bite a friend when we were in the gym. We talked about how we should not bite our friends and we talked about things we can bite, like food and she listed a lot of foods that she can bite. The little boy is ok and his parents were understanding because he has older siblings.
Me: Oh no! She has only bitten once before, she isn't a biter....Did you tell his parents who bit him?
Teacher: It happens especially when they start in a new place don't worry to much about it, I just wanted you to know in case you wanted to talk to her about it at home. And, no by law we can't tell them which child bit their kid.
Me: We will talk to her about it, it is not acceptable that she bit another kid.
Teacher: She had a good day besides that.
Me: (in my head) Ya ok she had a good day besides that fact that she bit a kid, this lady is just trying to be nice.
So I didn't talk to Stella right away about it. I talked to her about her day and asked her if she had fun and what she did. After we were home and she had a snack and we were watching a movie I paused it and said "We need to talk about something." I told her that she should not bite her friends and that hurts them and makes them sad and that it makes me and daddy sad too.
Later that night my dad called to see how her day was and I told him it went well and didn't mention the biting because I didn't want to keep bringing it up in front of her. When I got off the phone I said to Stella "Appa is glad you had a good day at school" to which she replied, "I bite." I said "I know but you aren't going to do it again so it's ok, you learned from your mistake." Then, later on my mom called and asked to talk to Stella so I put her on speaker phone. My mom asked Stella how her day was to which she replied "I bite friend." My mom told her she knew and that it's ok as long as she doesn't do it again.
Dan came home from work and I privately told him not to say anything because I think she gets the picture and that perhaps she might be feeling pretty guilty about it. So we carried on the rest of the night as normal. At bedtime we always pray with her. Dan was praying and said "We pray that Stella has a good day at school tomorrow," Stella immediately jumped in and said "I don't bite friends I bite food." We told her that's right, that she does bite food and not friends.
Needless to say there hasn't been anymore biting incidents but I am a little worried that she might be scared for life, even though she was the biter.
Her teacher: She had a great first day, she ate well and took a good nap. (pause) However she did bite a friend when we were in the gym. We talked about how we should not bite our friends and we talked about things we can bite, like food and she listed a lot of foods that she can bite. The little boy is ok and his parents were understanding because he has older siblings.
Me: Oh no! She has only bitten once before, she isn't a biter....Did you tell his parents who bit him?
Teacher: It happens especially when they start in a new place don't worry to much about it, I just wanted you to know in case you wanted to talk to her about it at home. And, no by law we can't tell them which child bit their kid.
Me: We will talk to her about it, it is not acceptable that she bit another kid.
Teacher: She had a good day besides that.
Me: (in my head) Ya ok she had a good day besides that fact that she bit a kid, this lady is just trying to be nice.
So I didn't talk to Stella right away about it. I talked to her about her day and asked her if she had fun and what she did. After we were home and she had a snack and we were watching a movie I paused it and said "We need to talk about something." I told her that she should not bite her friends and that hurts them and makes them sad and that it makes me and daddy sad too.
Later that night my dad called to see how her day was and I told him it went well and didn't mention the biting because I didn't want to keep bringing it up in front of her. When I got off the phone I said to Stella "Appa is glad you had a good day at school" to which she replied, "I bite." I said "I know but you aren't going to do it again so it's ok, you learned from your mistake." Then, later on my mom called and asked to talk to Stella so I put her on speaker phone. My mom asked Stella how her day was to which she replied "I bite friend." My mom told her she knew and that it's ok as long as she doesn't do it again.
Dan came home from work and I privately told him not to say anything because I think she gets the picture and that perhaps she might be feeling pretty guilty about it. So we carried on the rest of the night as normal. At bedtime we always pray with her. Dan was praying and said "We pray that Stella has a good day at school tomorrow," Stella immediately jumped in and said "I don't bite friends I bite food." We told her that's right, that she does bite food and not friends.
Needless to say there hasn't been anymore biting incidents but I am a little worried that she might be scared for life, even though she was the biter.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
I'm trying!
As you all know by now I am a self proclaimed "bad housewife." Although I am bad at it, this does not mean that I don't want to try and be good at it so as of recently I have been really trying. Here is how my efforts are going...
We had our good friends came and stayed with us a couple of weeks ago and as usual I had to do a whole house clean before they got there because I am not good at keeping up with everything. So after they left I thought to myself as I always do "I need to keep the house looking like this, if I just do a little every day it can stay like this." So I have been doing pretty good for the most part. I have even managed to get all but 3 loads of laundry done and put away. I am pretty proud of myself. Although to be totally honest I have not made our bed probably once in the past 3 months. But that's not that big of a deal right?
Another conclusion I came to recently is that all moms bake so I should try that too. I started with lemon poppyseed muffins. I was all excited yesterday when I woke up, I told Stella "mommy is going to make you some good muffins!" so I made them right away and proudly gave one to Stella who took one bit and said "I don't like 'em." I am going to try banana bread next.
We had our good friends came and stayed with us a couple of weeks ago and as usual I had to do a whole house clean before they got there because I am not good at keeping up with everything. So after they left I thought to myself as I always do "I need to keep the house looking like this, if I just do a little every day it can stay like this." So I have been doing pretty good for the most part. I have even managed to get all but 3 loads of laundry done and put away. I am pretty proud of myself. Although to be totally honest I have not made our bed probably once in the past 3 months. But that's not that big of a deal right?
Another conclusion I came to recently is that all moms bake so I should try that too. I started with lemon poppyseed muffins. I was all excited yesterday when I woke up, I told Stella "mommy is going to make you some good muffins!" so I made them right away and proudly gave one to Stella who took one bit and said "I don't like 'em." I am going to try banana bread next.
Monday, August 17, 2009
It's all fun and games until you get a call home from your kid's school
I know with Stella only being 2 she is a far ways from going to school. With that said she is already developing some habits that I know will result in me getting a call at home from her school. It's all cute now and everyone laughs (especially Dan) but I keep telling him "just wait until she goes to school and is saying this stuff." He blows it off so I think I will be giving him as the contact once she goes to kindergarden.
Case in point. We went out to dinner on Friday with some good friends. As we were standing outside waiting for our table I heard someone pass gas...VERY LOUDLY. We all looked at Dan and I said "Dan, come on!" To which he reliped "I didn't do it!" Nobody was buying that until my cute little daughter looked at all of us very proudly with a big smile on her face and said "Stella did it, Stella tooted!" At another point that night while we were sitting down at the dinner table she said "you hear that? Stella burped!" Yeah so I am thinking we might have a bit of a situation on our hands.
Case in point. We went out to dinner on Friday with some good friends. As we were standing outside waiting for our table I heard someone pass gas...VERY LOUDLY. We all looked at Dan and I said "Dan, come on!" To which he reliped "I didn't do it!" Nobody was buying that until my cute little daughter looked at all of us very proudly with a big smile on her face and said "Stella did it, Stella tooted!" At another point that night while we were sitting down at the dinner table she said "you hear that? Stella burped!" Yeah so I am thinking we might have a bit of a situation on our hands.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Buckle up, cause here we go again.
We are having another baby! I am 9 weeks along right now. We went to the doctor last week and got to see the little kidney bean that is growing in my body along with it's little beating heart. Seeing your baby's heart beating for the first time is one of the best things a mother can ever see. We are all very excited, although at times I wonder what we have gotten ourselves into. I think Dan said at one point when we were discussing when we should start trying "let's just get it over with." He then went on to say that our lives are crazy enough right now, lets not wait until it calms down and then start over, let just keep going. I agree with that....most the time.
Stella is VERY excited. I know she's only 2 but she already LOVES babies. Her favorite toys are her babies. She loves to look and touch real babies and she doesn't care if they are complete strangers, she will walk right up to them and touch them. I'm sure that makes those mom's super happy. Almost every Sunday she tries to steal real babies from church. She is in the "toddler room" from kids 18-33 months but every Sunday she tries her hardest to get into the infant room. If she can't break down the door she will wait until someone sets their baby in the car seat down and then she pounces. She tries to lift the carrier and by the time I see her and tell her "no" she is screaming "MY BABY, MY BABY!"
She is a little confused however about the baby and where it is growing. My best friend was just pregnant and recently had her first baby, a beautiful little girl who they named Veda. The whole time she was pregnant we would talk to Stella about it and say "baby Veda is in Auntie Amy's tummy, we love her, you are going to be best friends, etc." Well baby Veda was born last week and Stella seems to think she is now in my tummy. Every time I talk about mommy's baby she says "baby Betta, baby Betta." She also thinks the baby is growing in my boobs. Again we had this problem when Amy was pregnant. At any random time Stella would grab Amy's boobs or pull her shirt down exposing her and say "Baby Betta in dare." Repeatedly we told her that the baby was in her belly and we thought she was getting it towards the end since the molesting had come to an end but apparently not. She is now pulling my shirt down, poking my boobs and saying "Baby Betta." I mean I guess my boobs are as big as some pregnant woman's belly's so maybe it isn't her fault. I think we might be making some progress though because starting last week she now lifts up my shirt and yells into my belly button random things to the baby.
Stella is VERY excited. I know she's only 2 but she already LOVES babies. Her favorite toys are her babies. She loves to look and touch real babies and she doesn't care if they are complete strangers, she will walk right up to them and touch them. I'm sure that makes those mom's super happy. Almost every Sunday she tries to steal real babies from church. She is in the "toddler room" from kids 18-33 months but every Sunday she tries her hardest to get into the infant room. If she can't break down the door she will wait until someone sets their baby in the car seat down and then she pounces. She tries to lift the carrier and by the time I see her and tell her "no" she is screaming "MY BABY, MY BABY!"
She is a little confused however about the baby and where it is growing. My best friend was just pregnant and recently had her first baby, a beautiful little girl who they named Veda. The whole time she was pregnant we would talk to Stella about it and say "baby Veda is in Auntie Amy's tummy, we love her, you are going to be best friends, etc." Well baby Veda was born last week and Stella seems to think she is now in my tummy. Every time I talk about mommy's baby she says "baby Betta, baby Betta." She also thinks the baby is growing in my boobs. Again we had this problem when Amy was pregnant. At any random time Stella would grab Amy's boobs or pull her shirt down exposing her and say "Baby Betta in dare." Repeatedly we told her that the baby was in her belly and we thought she was getting it towards the end since the molesting had come to an end but apparently not. She is now pulling my shirt down, poking my boobs and saying "Baby Betta." I mean I guess my boobs are as big as some pregnant woman's belly's so maybe it isn't her fault. I think we might be making some progress though because starting last week she now lifts up my shirt and yells into my belly button random things to the baby.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Houston we have a problem
Stella likes to take her shirt off, period. If she can't physically take it off then she will take any opportunity to flash her boobies at anyone who is standing by her. Not only does she flash them but she also yells "BOOBIES." Let me assure you that she does not get this from me. I NEVER take my shirt off, in fact I have become pretty skilled at taking my bra off without having to remove my shirt, that's how much I hate taking my shirt off.
On Monday Dan, Stella, and I went to Chicago for the day to visit the Shedd aquarium. We had an absolutely great time, it was amazing. We spent four hours there and then went to visit a friend of Dan's who lives downtown. He lives in a building straight out of Sex and the City, it had amazing artwork in the lobby, cool furniture, and a greeter who had to call in order for you to be allowed to travel on to the elevator, super fancy...not a place for a toddler. So we got up to his amazing 24th floor apartment overlooking Chicago and the river and Stella settled right in. She touched every button she could reach, put her grimy hands on his full length mirror, stuck her fingers in the dirt of their plants and almost broke their Kate Spade vase. I tried to do as much damage control as I could and tried not to draw any attention to ourselves. I thought I was going fairly well and that maybe, possibly we could pass as normal adults until Stella, looked at Dan's friend, pulled her shirt up and yelled "STELLA'S BOOBIES" right at him. Yay, not normal.
On Monday Dan, Stella, and I went to Chicago for the day to visit the Shedd aquarium. We had an absolutely great time, it was amazing. We spent four hours there and then went to visit a friend of Dan's who lives downtown. He lives in a building straight out of Sex and the City, it had amazing artwork in the lobby, cool furniture, and a greeter who had to call in order for you to be allowed to travel on to the elevator, super fancy...not a place for a toddler. So we got up to his amazing 24th floor apartment overlooking Chicago and the river and Stella settled right in. She touched every button she could reach, put her grimy hands on his full length mirror, stuck her fingers in the dirt of their plants and almost broke their Kate Spade vase. I tried to do as much damage control as I could and tried not to draw any attention to ourselves. I thought I was going fairly well and that maybe, possibly we could pass as normal adults until Stella, looked at Dan's friend, pulled her shirt up and yelled "STELLA'S BOOBIES" right at him. Yay, not normal.
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