Andi is getting to the stage in her verbal development where she says things like she is a little adult. Things like, "can I watch TB's(TV)? I won't freak out." meaning if you let me watch a show I promise not to throw a tantrum when you turn the TV off. We've been having some interesting conversations lately; for example:
context- she was looking at a book about kittens
Andi: Momma, I want a smiley kitty
Me: you do?
Andi: ya, I want a kitty at our house.
Me: that would be fun, but we can't have a kitty because mommy is allergic to them. They make Momma very sick.
Andi: well, you can just stay at Grandmas house.
Me: But If I stay at grandmas who will take care of you?
Andi: the kitty.
And that quickly I am replaced by a cat.
Context- we were in the car and Thad and I were trying to figure out a time reference on something and I said "I think it happened right after we got married."
Andi: what's married? (simple enough question but how do you explain it for a three year old to understand?!)
Thad: Married is when you go with a boy to the temple.
Andi: But how do you get married.
me: When you go to the temple someone seals you together forever.
Thad: And then you get to be like Mommy and Daddy.
Me: I went to the temple with daddy and we got married.
Andi: but, who goes with me to the temple?
Thad: a boy
Andi: what boy?
Me: whoever you want.
Watch out sunbeams, Andi is on a mission.
Context- Sammy was being pretty fussy and Andi wasn't getting a lot of attention.
Andi: Momma, put Sammy back
Me: put him back where?
Andi: put him back in your tummy, I don't want to play with him anymore.
Me: but he won't go back in, he doesn't fit anymore.
Andi: make your tummy bigger and put him back in.
Only a 3 year old would think it a better idea to put him back in the womb than just put him in his crib.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Easter
Easter was an interesting experience this year with Andi. My mom gave her a tinkerbell egg dying kit a week before Easter and she carried it around everywhere. The first thing she asked for when she woke up every morning was "mom, wheres my eggs?" So needless to say she was really excited Saturday morning when I told her we would finally be dying eggs. She did really well this year and only cracked one of the eggs. When she went down for a nap I took all the eggs over to my moms to be hidden thinking that was the best way to get them off her mind.
oh no! She woke up looking for the eggs and would not stop asking. Thad and I hadn't really wanted to push the whole easter bunny issue, but Andi just wouldn't take"the eggs are hiding and we'll find them tomorrow" as an answer. And after ten minutes of "but why mom, where are they, I need them" I finally broke and said "the bunny took your eggs." She just stared at me trying to figure it out and then "why does the bunny have my eggs? tell him to bring them back." So she doesn't really get the whole Easter bunny thing, but to be honest I have no idea why a bunny hides the eggs either. She did love finding all the eggs however!
Church is at 9 for us so we waited till afterward to have an egg hunt at my moms and then a big lunch with all the family. We had way too many eggs for just Andi and Walter, but we couldn't talk bradon or any of the older kids in to hunting, so both little ones filled up two baskets. Don't worry I only brought one basket home. Later we went to Thads Grandparents for a nice quiet dinner. It was a really nice day.
Friday, April 10, 2009
adjustments
Sammy has been in the shoes for a full week now and I have to admit they are not that bad. The first night was awful, but after a whole day on motrin he slept fine the next night and has adjusted to them quite well. He is even rolling over like crazy. But he definitely gets excited when we take them off for baths and things. He does this weird chipmunk sounding laugh and kicks his legs around like crazy. Oh, and huge bonus to being out of the cast, he fits in the bumbo again! He loves sitting up and looking around.
I forgot to mention earlier that we started Sam on solids, or the baby mush version of solids a couple of weeks ago and he loves food! He sort of growls at his food when he takes a bite and makes a huge mess because he always sticks his hands in to "help". The draw back, we now have colorful spit up. . . on everything. Apparently I blocked out that part of Andi's first year but the first time he spit up carrots all over me it came rushing back with a vengance and I'm really hoping he outgrows this sooner than she did.
Andi had her first taste of grounding this week. She's been throwing tantrums like you would not believe and after a battle royal Sunday night I finally had it. No tv, no computer games (yes my 3 year old plays computer games) no friends, and no grandmas house. Harsh I know, but trust me, she deserved it. We had a "big girl jar" that we used when she was potty training, whenever she had dry panties all day we'd put beans in the jar and when it was full she'd get a toy. So I brought back the jar this week, and when she let me do her hair without a tantrum she got beans, or ate her dinner without a fight, or picked up her toys. And if she threw a fit we took beans away. You would have thought we were cutting off an apendage when we took a couple of beans out of the jar, but by Thursday she seemed to have figured out the whole crime and punishment angle, and that good behavior was the only way to get to see her friends.
In fun exciting house project, we got trees and plants in the backyard!!! I haven't taken pictures yet, I don't know why, but It's amazing the difference a couple trees, vines, and bushes can make in the backyard. It finally looks finished. Plus we planted a garden on the side of the house. Corn, tomatos, carrots, cucumber, zucchini, lettuce and strawberries. It's small, but Andi had a lot of fun digging, and will be so ecited to actually eat what we planted.
I forgot to mention earlier that we started Sam on solids, or the baby mush version of solids a couple of weeks ago and he loves food! He sort of growls at his food when he takes a bite and makes a huge mess because he always sticks his hands in to "help". The draw back, we now have colorful spit up. . . on everything. Apparently I blocked out that part of Andi's first year but the first time he spit up carrots all over me it came rushing back with a vengance and I'm really hoping he outgrows this sooner than she did.
Andi had her first taste of grounding this week. She's been throwing tantrums like you would not believe and after a battle royal Sunday night I finally had it. No tv, no computer games (yes my 3 year old plays computer games) no friends, and no grandmas house. Harsh I know, but trust me, she deserved it. We had a "big girl jar" that we used when she was potty training, whenever she had dry panties all day we'd put beans in the jar and when it was full she'd get a toy. So I brought back the jar this week, and when she let me do her hair without a tantrum she got beans, or ate her dinner without a fight, or picked up her toys. And if she threw a fit we took beans away. You would have thought we were cutting off an apendage when we took a couple of beans out of the jar, but by Thursday she seemed to have figured out the whole crime and punishment angle, and that good behavior was the only way to get to see her friends.
In fun exciting house project, we got trees and plants in the backyard!!! I haven't taken pictures yet, I don't know why, but It's amazing the difference a couple trees, vines, and bushes can make in the backyard. It finally looks finished. Plus we planted a garden on the side of the house. Corn, tomatos, carrots, cucumber, zucchini, lettuce and strawberries. It's small, but Andi had a lot of fun digging, and will be so ecited to actually eat what we planted.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
Sammy's Stupid Shoes
I took Sammy to LA today to get his final cast removed and get fitted for his "Dennis Brown Bar" and shoes. If you couldn't tell from the title of this post I hate these shoes, with a passion.I realize it has only been a matter of hours since we got them, but I really really hate them. Through out this whole process nothing has really bothered me. I mean, sure put a cast on my 4 week old, not a problem. Do surgery on my 4 month old, go ahead. People kept asking me, especially in the beginning how I was doing with it, and my silent mental response was always, "stupid, I'm not the one in a cast, so obviously I'm fine with it." I seriously did not understand why people kept asking me that question. Until today. The casts have not hurt him, he woke up from surgery and after a bottle acted like nothing had happened. But today, it took me almost a full half hour to calm him down after putting the shoes on. They hurt him! Then he cried half of the way home, which for those of you who don't know, it's a 2 hour drive, meaning he cried a full hour in the car on the way home. Then I took the shoes off to give him a bath tonight, and again a full 30 minutes to calm him down when we put them back on. All I have to do it look at those dumb things and I want to cry for him.
When the Dr told me he would need these shoes he explained it was kind of like braces, once you get them off you wear a retainer. Again my silent mental retort "I wore my retainer a total of 3 days and 10 years later my teeth are still perfectly straight" Bad attitude I know, but I just hate this!
Anyway, on a lighter note here are some cute picture of Sammy and Charlotte from our play date earlier this week. These two are 2 months apart, and Sammy finally realize this last time that there was another baby in the room and kept watching her and laughing.
We also had Grandpa Richards 92nd birthday party on Sunday. Some of Thad's cousins were able to come in to town for it, and it was a lot of fun to see everyone. 25 people in all, many of them children. There is a back room at the Richards that has seen years and years of madness and chaos as it is the room that all the kids go into and shut the door while the adults talk. Most of the kids at this celebration were in the 6-10 age range, except for Andi Paige & Kate who are all 2 &3. Part way through the night I realized that Paige and Kate were sitting with their parents and Andi was the only little one in all the noisy screaming chaos. So I went back to make sure she was okay in time to see her run across the room and jump on the back of one of the 8 year olds and like swing from his neck. Apparently it was like a prison rules wrestle mania going on and she didn't know that she wasn't one of the big boys. That's my little princess. . . way to go Thad.
When the Dr told me he would need these shoes he explained it was kind of like braces, once you get them off you wear a retainer. Again my silent mental retort "I wore my retainer a total of 3 days and 10 years later my teeth are still perfectly straight" Bad attitude I know, but I just hate this!
Anyway, on a lighter note here are some cute picture of Sammy and Charlotte from our play date earlier this week. These two are 2 months apart, and Sammy finally realize this last time that there was another baby in the room and kept watching her and laughing.
We also had Grandpa Richards 92nd birthday party on Sunday. Some of Thad's cousins were able to come in to town for it, and it was a lot of fun to see everyone. 25 people in all, many of them children. There is a back room at the Richards that has seen years and years of madness and chaos as it is the room that all the kids go into and shut the door while the adults talk. Most of the kids at this celebration were in the 6-10 age range, except for Andi Paige & Kate who are all 2 &3. Part way through the night I realized that Paige and Kate were sitting with their parents and Andi was the only little one in all the noisy screaming chaos. So I went back to make sure she was okay in time to see her run across the room and jump on the back of one of the 8 year olds and like swing from his neck. Apparently it was like a prison rules wrestle mania going on and she didn't know that she wasn't one of the big boys. That's my little princess. . . way to go Thad.
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