Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Great day
It's SO nice to be able to go outside. Oh how I have missed fresh air and sunshine We've had great few weather days in a row, right around 60 and another to come before Spring hits and we are back to freezing. 60 is perfection, not too hot, not too cold. I want to live somewhere where it is always 60, never under 50 and never over 70. The kids were thrilled to get out of the house without so many layers they can't put their arms down and I thrilled to get them out of the house and do some preliminary yard work. Unfortunately everything is still pretty wet so lots of mud to go with it, but that is okay. I'll take mud over cold any day. Although, I would happily choose cold over hot but it such a relief when the snow goes and I can reclaim my house and put away the bulking winter gear. I need a bigger house, or at least a much larger closet and a family who knows enough to put their stuff there. Rob started riding his bike although he MUST freeze coming home at night, he says it isn't to bad. I think I am going to sew his gloves to his coat so he doesn't have to waste 45 minutes trying to find them. There has no need for the furnace during the day. Those are both pretty exciting things for my budget, well at least until A/C time.
Friday, March 13, 2009
potty training
I have not even begun to think about potty training Rylan, beyond a we should get him a potty chair to let him get use to it thought here and there. We haven't done that yet.
A little while ago he went in and put Saige's ring on the toilet and pointed, I took it off and told him to get out of the bathroom. He put it back on and starting pulling off his pants. I figured what the heck, and put him up there. He peed immediately!!!!!
But it didn't end there, he wouldn't let me take him off, he was holding those handles for dear life and he pooped too!!!!!! At which point he wanted the whole roll of toilet paper, then got off flushed and grabbed his pants and said a dun, or all done in Rylan speak.
I'm still in shock. I had Saige come in so I could be sure it was really happening. It did. I guess I need to start thinking of potty training.
A little while ago he went in and put Saige's ring on the toilet and pointed, I took it off and told him to get out of the bathroom. He put it back on and starting pulling off his pants. I figured what the heck, and put him up there. He peed immediately!!!!!
But it didn't end there, he wouldn't let me take him off, he was holding those handles for dear life and he pooped too!!!!!! At which point he wanted the whole roll of toilet paper, then got off flushed and grabbed his pants and said a dun, or all done in Rylan speak.
I'm still in shock. I had Saige come in so I could be sure it was really happening. It did. I guess I need to start thinking of potty training.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Problems.... inside and out
I have a mole problem, I noticed A tell-tale tunnel in the front yard last fall. It was confined to a relatively small area and I figured winter would freeze those suckers out. No such luck, the snow has finally melted, with the exception of the mounds around the mudpit that was the driveway. It revealed my entire front lawn covered in mole tunnels :(
Rylan loves bathes, he even likes them despite having to wear his earplugs. At least he did. Sunday he was eager to get up there, Sunday is daddy night to give the baths. I heard him crying and didn't think much of it, because it doesn't take much to make Rylan cry, tell him no, look at him funny, just breath weird..... I have not been able to get him near the tub since. He drops to the floor in hysterics screaming NO. I thought maybe he was having a fit over the earplugs since he wouldn't let me put them in, usually he loves that part. I set him in the tub without them. He just stood there crying begging me to pick him up.
So I asked Saige why he was crying in the tub, what happened. She tells me daddy showered him???? So I asked daddy what the hell does you showered him mean? He says "oh I told Saige to dump the cup on his head, I didn't think she would dump the whole thing".
Ummm what did he think a 4 year old was going to do? Not to mention dumping large quantities of water of his head is a bad idea for his ears. I think there is more to it, but no one is talking and I can't get the boy in the tub. I don't want to force him and make it worse, but the soapy washcloth is not going to be good enough forever. I really don't know what he is thinking when he does things like this. Saige happily ate her entire sandwich before daddy helpfully volunteered that you don't want crust, it's yucky. When you tell your kid that letting the water out of the bathtub is okay when the bath is over, you do not want your husband to offer, but hurry out so the monster doesn't suck you down too. Saige also slept peacefully in the dark until daddy suggested maybe she should leave a a light on so the boogeyman doesn't get her. ugh She is back to sleeping in the dark for the most part after months of being traumatized by the boogeyman. I swear I am raising three kids, at least I semi- understand the little ones.
I have no idea what could possibly go through his head when he says these things. he really just doesn't think things through. It doesn't occur to him on any level that what he takes as a joke- is taken quite seriously by these short people who worship him. Thank God for Santa. Santa fixes everything. Saige finally went back to lights out, (well she starts with them on and gets up and shuts them off when she is ready to fall asleep) because she thought maybe Santa would not come to see if she was being good if he saw that light and thought she was awake. Santa also works well for keeping the room clean, we wouldn't want him to trip when he stops by to be sure she is being a good girl and a quick mention of his name is usually all it takes to turn around a situation. I KNOW why parents love Santa almost as much as the kids do, at least why I do. Perhaps it is wrong to use Santa, but I am okay with that- because it works :)
On a good note, we replaced our water heater about 7 weeks ago. Rob wanted to just replace the filament (again, I relented last time) but the thing is as old as I am and I wanted something newer and hopefully cheaper in the long run. I got my way. Last months NiMo bill was $187, that only included about 13 days of the new water heater, and it was up 20 bucks from the previous month. It was COLD this month, the local news keeps doing stories on how National Grid bills are doubling and tripling for the month because of the heat. This is scary, not only do we have to bend over for Nimo month after month, we have fuel oil- I wont even get into what that costs for this tiny 140 year old house.
Anyway, after all the stories and the cold snap I was prepared for the worst. I opened the bill, holding my breath, full of dread and..... it went DOWN $80!!!!!!!!! woohooo!
Rylan loves bathes, he even likes them despite having to wear his earplugs. At least he did. Sunday he was eager to get up there, Sunday is daddy night to give the baths. I heard him crying and didn't think much of it, because it doesn't take much to make Rylan cry, tell him no, look at him funny, just breath weird..... I have not been able to get him near the tub since. He drops to the floor in hysterics screaming NO. I thought maybe he was having a fit over the earplugs since he wouldn't let me put them in, usually he loves that part. I set him in the tub without them. He just stood there crying begging me to pick him up.
So I asked Saige why he was crying in the tub, what happened. She tells me daddy showered him???? So I asked daddy what the hell does you showered him mean? He says "oh I told Saige to dump the cup on his head, I didn't think she would dump the whole thing".
Ummm what did he think a 4 year old was going to do? Not to mention dumping large quantities of water of his head is a bad idea for his ears. I think there is more to it, but no one is talking and I can't get the boy in the tub. I don't want to force him and make it worse, but the soapy washcloth is not going to be good enough forever. I really don't know what he is thinking when he does things like this. Saige happily ate her entire sandwich before daddy helpfully volunteered that you don't want crust, it's yucky. When you tell your kid that letting the water out of the bathtub is okay when the bath is over, you do not want your husband to offer, but hurry out so the monster doesn't suck you down too. Saige also slept peacefully in the dark until daddy suggested maybe she should leave a a light on so the boogeyman doesn't get her. ugh She is back to sleeping in the dark for the most part after months of being traumatized by the boogeyman. I swear I am raising three kids, at least I semi- understand the little ones.
I have no idea what could possibly go through his head when he says these things. he really just doesn't think things through. It doesn't occur to him on any level that what he takes as a joke- is taken quite seriously by these short people who worship him. Thank God for Santa. Santa fixes everything. Saige finally went back to lights out, (well she starts with them on and gets up and shuts them off when she is ready to fall asleep) because she thought maybe Santa would not come to see if she was being good if he saw that light and thought she was awake. Santa also works well for keeping the room clean, we wouldn't want him to trip when he stops by to be sure she is being a good girl and a quick mention of his name is usually all it takes to turn around a situation. I KNOW why parents love Santa almost as much as the kids do, at least why I do. Perhaps it is wrong to use Santa, but I am okay with that- because it works :)
On a good note, we replaced our water heater about 7 weeks ago. Rob wanted to just replace the filament (again, I relented last time) but the thing is as old as I am and I wanted something newer and hopefully cheaper in the long run. I got my way. Last months NiMo bill was $187, that only included about 13 days of the new water heater, and it was up 20 bucks from the previous month. It was COLD this month, the local news keeps doing stories on how National Grid bills are doubling and tripling for the month because of the heat. This is scary, not only do we have to bend over for Nimo month after month, we have fuel oil- I wont even get into what that costs for this tiny 140 year old house.
Anyway, after all the stories and the cold snap I was prepared for the worst. I opened the bill, holding my breath, full of dread and..... it went DOWN $80!!!!!!!!! woohooo!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
My baby is going to Kindergarten !
Even worse she is going to be 5 next month, where did the time go? I got her registered for Kindergarten this week and registered for soccer this morning. My mom took her shopping and got her pink and black shin guards, pink and black cleats, a pink ball and pink socks. She is thrilled. The cleats are cool, I want sneakers like them, minus the cleat part of course. What I really need is a pair of mud boots, our driveway has disappeared and all that is left is a giant mud hole, same for the yard and well, everywhere. But that means Spring is on the way so I wont complain too much, lol.
Rylan talks more and more by the day, I am so relieved. His speech is getting clearer, not great but slowly improving. Rob had to work so it was just me and him today and it was nice. He is definitely behaving better, I think it's the sleep- for both of us. He is completely out of our bed, where he doesn't really sleep and neither do I. He still wakes up 3 out 7 nights but Rob deals with it. He has a magic touch. If I so much as open his door he is either leaving it with me or screaming non stop, and he can go and go and go with the screaming in an out of this world volume. Daddy however can go in and do whatever it is he does and Rylan lies right back down and goes back to sleep without so much as a whimper. It took a while but I convinced that getting HIS ass out of bed was the only way any of were ever going to sleep again, and I was right. So when he starts I just kick Rob and go back to sleep, it's so nice. Finally, it only took 20 months for a good nights sleep :)
Rylan talks more and more by the day, I am so relieved. His speech is getting clearer, not great but slowly improving. Rob had to work so it was just me and him today and it was nice. He is definitely behaving better, I think it's the sleep- for both of us. He is completely out of our bed, where he doesn't really sleep and neither do I. He still wakes up 3 out 7 nights but Rob deals with it. He has a magic touch. If I so much as open his door he is either leaving it with me or screaming non stop, and he can go and go and go with the screaming in an out of this world volume. Daddy however can go in and do whatever it is he does and Rylan lies right back down and goes back to sleep without so much as a whimper. It took a while but I convinced that getting HIS ass out of bed was the only way any of were ever going to sleep again, and I was right. So when he starts I just kick Rob and go back to sleep, it's so nice. Finally, it only took 20 months for a good nights sleep :)
Friday, March 6, 2009
it's probably just a tease
but I'll take it :) Mud season has arrived!
I woke up to chirping birds and it is a balmy 50 out there today!!!!!!!! Almost time to reclaim my house and put away 213 mismatched gloves and hats, soon I wont be tripping on big old winter boots, no more wiping up melted snow from the floors. I love being unrestricted from 15 layers of clothes and bulky winter coats.
I woke up to chirping birds and it is a balmy 50 out there today!!!!!!!! Almost time to reclaim my house and put away 213 mismatched gloves and hats, soon I wont be tripping on big old winter boots, no more wiping up melted snow from the floors. I love being unrestricted from 15 layers of clothes and bulky winter coats.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Spring has to come soon right?
I am so sick of cold. I want to be outside without turning into a popsicle!!!!!
Sunday, March 1, 2009
I married a hot chick
Rob gave the kids their bath tonight, when I went up to put an end to the fun past bedtime) Saige asked me if I knew daddy got sick, at least that's what I thought she said. I asked when was daddy sick, because I didn't hear him (trust me when he is sick I hear it and so do the neighbors 1.4 mile away) She says NO NOT SICK, DID YOU KNOW DADDY IS A HOT CHICK?
I have no idea where she gets this stuff.
I have no idea where she gets this stuff.
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