April 30, 2012

Looking for bugs

Looking for bugs!  Teagan is fascinated with bugs.  At daycare, they did an art project where they drew the bugs they wanted to be.  She said she wanted to be a fly.  But if a fly is in the house, she wants it outside.  Ants,  well, they’re fun to watch, and she’ll pull some grass and put it down for food for them.  But she’ll stop on them if they’re on the patio.  A contradiction this little girl of mine.

Oh, and she was great today, and we got a report that she was well behaved at day care too.  Yay!  I told her at dinner that today, she was my friend.  And she made me happy.  Stu gave her a marshmallow.

Fingers crossed for more marshmallows in the future!

April 29, 2012

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Done! Well, I need to mulch still, but Stu wasn’t feeling well enough to get the mulch for me today. Looks like he’s caught what Ashlin had yesterday.

Hope we didn’t contaminate anyone yesterday!

Ashlin is still only shuffling for me. No true walking from her that I’ve seen. Her sister walked at just shy of 13 months. Ashlin is 13 months today.

Not that it’s a competition, but it is a measure.

 

PS.  Teagan did help pick out the pink and blue cotton candy pansies, and she helped dig holes for them too!

April 28, 2012

Up! Up! Up!

Today sucked.  A lot.  With too much body fluid.

We started off the morning well enough.  Ashlin slept until about 5:30, but was convinced to stay in bed dozing until 6:30.  Happy with cheese and cheerios and a bit of music.  Down for a nap just before her sister woke up.

A very good morning with Teagan, her breakfast of raisins and cheerios was eaten on the sofa while watching Rio from the DVR.  I get dressed, dress her in a new-to-her outfit as her sister wakes up.  The three of us go for a walk as Stu gets ready.  Stu takes over with the girls as I make sure everything is in the diaper bag for a day trip out of town.

While we’re getting ready, Ashlin’s playing in the family room, cruising, when she lets go and does five or six shuffling steps sideways towards Stu.  Yay!

And double yay!  Today is hair cut day!  Teagan was looking forward to getting her hair cut and then braided by Mr. Wayne.

Eventually, we’re loaded up into the car and off.  About 20 minutes into the trip Ashlin throws up.  Cries.  I pull over as soon as I can, clean her up, change her clothes.  At first we thought it was a fluke, that she had eaten her string cheese too quickly and had been focusing on her new toy, maybe got motion sick.  We start off again, and she falls asleep quickly.

No suck luck.  About an hour later, when it was too far to turn around, she wakes up and throws up again.  We stop to clean her up, again.  As all there is left are a pair of pj”s, we leave her in the clothes, intending to stop at Burlington on the way to get her more.  She throws up again, another 20 minutes or so later, about 15 minutes from the hair salon.

Three times in the car.  Awesome.

We stop and I run into the store to get some clothes, another blanket.  Teagan and I go into the hair dressers, Stu and Ashlin stay in the car, she’s sleeping again.  Mr. Wayne cuts Teagan’s hair quickly, and shows me how to do a french braid.  Again.

Stu then takes both girls and goes to my parents to see if he can get Teagan to nap and clean up Ashlin, and maybe get her to nap.  Ashlin ends up puking another three times over the 2 hours they’re there.  But in the mean time, she climbs up the stairs all by herself!  And then walks, arms high like she’s tiptoeing through a swamp.  I, of course, don’t see this, as I’m still at the hair dressers.

Just as they’re finishing up drying my hair, (it always takes forever to dry my hair), Teagan has a poop accident.  Yay fun.  She deliberately did, but we’re not going to go there.  On top of Ashlin puking.  Stu gets Teagan cleaned up, as much as he can, puts her in the pj’s, and heads out to get me.  Ashlin then pukes again.  In the car seat.  Again.

Quick stop at my friend’s house to change and clean her up, and attempt to clean up her car seat.  We leave almost immediately, wolfing down some dinner, so we can drive home in the day light.  I wanted to be able to see if Ashlin puked again.  Thankfully, she slept most of the ride, and didn’t puke.  One good thing.  Teagan slept most of the trip too.

Once home, we gave Ashlin some pedialyte and cheerios.  Teagan got a cheese sandwich and some milk.  Both girls are in their beds now.  Ashlin’s monitor is turned up high.

Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.  With less body fluid all around.

 

 

 

April 27, 2012

Lookie what I did today!

Before

Before

After

After


I had just enough time today to get this one flower bed done. I was very happy to get to it too. I really want to get some flowers, if only annuals, in this season.  There are still four baskets of laundry waiting to be folded – and hopefully Stu will help! – after getting the towels line dried and done today.  Laundry had to sit while I worked from home.

It was nice to get to play in the dirt today. I really missed dirt therapy. The girls came home just as  I was about to till.  Thankfully Stu was able to keep them occupied so I could finish.  Just a quick till with the hoe.  Teagan looked for bugs in the area I finished.

I still need to do something about the box woods.  They got totally crushed by the monumental snow banks two winters ago.  Maybe a bit of hard pruning and shaping.  I had to rip three out as they were totally dead, but those were done before Ashlin’s party.

Teagan is going to help me find flowers on Sunday morning.  Hopefully the two of us can plant them together.  Stu said he’d take her out in the afternoon (when I can get the flowers in if she’s not helpful) and get mulch and maybe some bricks to edge the bed with.

Once this one is done, I’ll move on to the other side of the front, which needs a lot of work too, and then the sides, and the back.  It’s amazing how overgrown things can get if you ignore them for a season.

PS.  Teagan did not want to make us throw her to the coyotes.  She was a good girl tonight!  Well, with only a little crying, but that’s not really out of the norm for her on a Friday after a week of no naps.

April 26, 2012

So, how long does this blatant disregard and hearing loss last?  Till they’re 23?  I’m not sure how long I can handle it without going insane.  Tonight was another super-fun awesome night.  Sigh.

She was pretty good at day care.  They said she was quiet and well behaved at nap time, not disruptive like she has been.  Then a huge accident this afternoon, that she just didn’t care about.  How can pee-soaked pants be fun?

Getting home and dinner was another story.  She seemed to have left her working ears at day care.  It’s like she stopped speaking english, moved to a world of her own.  She ran off, didn’t eat, cried when we prodded her along, threw food at her sister.  The food throwing actually got her sent to bed.  Without books.

We had been going to celebrate her good behavior at day care.  With light box time and a candy cane and dancing.  But instead, we had impertinence, crying and just a little bit of screaming.  I know she’s learning about consequences, but really?  I know when she’s tired, she’s not always in control, but that’s not an excuse.

Sigh.  I wish my baby girl could learn this lesson quickly.  She can be so fun when we’re not yelling at her.

April 25, 2012

Wanna hear a secret?  I watch Glee.  And I like it.  Well, most times, even though the writers are never consistent and they have a few story lines that they could have treated much better.  They have had a lot of chances to do a better thing, but haven’t taken enough.  But that’s fodder for a rant, and this isn’t going to be a rant.

I’m halfway through the Whitney tribute episode – last night was Girls Night Out.  Yay! And double yay for DVR’s! – and I am absolutely blown away by Kurt‘s rendition of  ”I Have Nothing”.

I’m not a big Whitney fan, although her life, and death, made me sad.  I’m impressed that Chris Colfer, a guy, was able to pull the vocals of this song off.

I also enjoyed Blaine‘s version of “It Not Right But It’s Okay”.

I think the resolution of the storyline of Kurt cheating via text with Blaine was a bit too simplistic, too easy.  But it is a bubblegum show after all.  A normally fun guilty pleasure.

April 23, 2012

Mine!

Gah.  Why can’t she listen?  Or why is it that she seems to have the retention of a gold fish.  It’s so frustrating.  Dinner tonight was:

Me:  Teagan please don’t crush the cheerios on the floor with your toy
Teagan:  Crushes another cheerio
Me:  Teagan, please stop that.  I’d like you to pick them up and throw them out.  Not crush them.  That makes it harder to clean up.
Teagan:  Stops, looks at me, and crushes another cheerio.

She was totally ignoring me, then blatantly disregarding what I said.  So, I pick her up in one arm, as I already had Ashlin in the other, and go to her booster chair.  The chair she doesn’t really like sitting in any more, because she’s a “big girl”.  Stu takes over with her and starts buckling her in.  She does not like this at all.  Crying that she can do it, that she’ll stop.

Stu ends up distracting her and we get through dinner.  Ashlin is completely tired out, so Stu takes her up as my folks wanted to Skype with Teagan.  While we were waiting for dad to connect, Teagan sticks her finger in her mouth and starts “painting” on the table.  The table I had just cleaned from dinner.  I ask her to stop painting the table.  She hesitates, but then continues.  I ask again.  She stops, chatters about something, dogs eating sausage, her orange piggy tail, I forget.  And then starts smearing the spit around.  AHHHHHHHHH!!

I ask her what she was doing.  She doesn’t answer.  I ask her what I had asked her not to do.  She doesn’t answer.  I tell her that when she doesn’t listen to me it makes me sad.  She asks all the time if she makes us happy, or if we are sad.

I suggest playing a game, a game where she tells me what I just said.  I say that we had pasta for dinner, and then asked her to tell me what I said.  Giggling she said that we had pasta.  I then told her that she had green eyes.  Again asked her to repeat what I said.  She giggled and said green eyes. Ok, so when it’s fun, she plays along.  Then I asked her to not paint the table with spit.  She sheepishly looked at me.  Almost grudginly repeated not to paint the table with spit.

Why can’t she do it when it’s not a game?  In the moment?  Up until recently we didn’t yell at her very often, usually only when it was dangerous. Even now, we try not to.  Sometimes we’ll shout her name, just to get her attention, then continue on in a normal voice. Of course, she’s already melted in tears sobbing that we shouted at her.  Yes.  We did.  She wasn’t listening.  At all.

Sometimes the lure of a sticker works, but not always, and I don’t want to get her to behave just for the reward.  She needs to behave because she’s a part of society.  She will need to live in this world, a world with rules and societal niceties and people she might want to have as friends.

I”m hoping she’ll grow out of this, soon.  It’s very frustrating, makes me feel like a bad mother, as I seem to be yelling a lot, more than I want.  It makes me feel very ineffective and incompetent.  A bad mom.  Can’t make my little girl listen.

PS.  She had an accident today.  Her first in a week.  Sigh.

April 20, 2012

Look what I made – finished – today!  One for each girl.

I did a blend of this design and this one.  Just need to hang them and we’re good to go! Frames were super-sale with coupon from Michaels.  Material was quilting pre-cuts from Joanne, along with a bit of ribbon.  Pretty easy.

I haven’t shown the girls yet, I”m sure Teagan will be very happy.  She did pick the material out for both hers and for Ashlin’s.

 

 

 

 

First thing to do was attach the batting.  I glued each corner down so it wouldn’t slip.

Batting

Then I centered the material to the frame backing, using a bit of tape.

tape

Then I used a glue gun to affix the material to the backing, making sure the material stayed tight.

Hot glue

I then laid out the ribbon, playing with order and spacing.

ribbon!

I did use a bit of tape to secure the ribbons before I turned it over to hot glue them to the backing too.  I tried to keep these taut too, and evenly spaced.

gluing ribbons

Finished boards before going back into the frames.

almost done

And back in the frames.

All done!

I can’t wait to see how Teagan likes her pink ribbon board!  It will be the first pink thing in her room.  The first of many, I think.

April 19, 2012

a Rubber duck Türkçe: Plastik ördek

At the end of her baths, Teagan has taken to pouring water on Stu’s arm to make his old mail-man paper-route dog-bite wound better.

Tonight at the end of her bath, she did the same thing she usually does.  But this time, Stu actually had a boo-boo on his hand.  She asked if the water from the cup made it better. “No, Teagan, not this time”.  She then got her rubber duck, squeezed water out the hole in the bottom and said “duck pee on it!  Better!”

Yesterday, it was Peeps for poops.  Today, duck pee makes it better.

I have a weird kid.

April 18, 2012 ~ Peeps for Poop?!

Yesterday Teagan didn’t have an accident.  As a reward, we went for a walk – Teagan gathered treasures* – and, after dinner, was given her first peep.  Ever.

Once her head reattached, Stu had an interesting time trying to explain Peeps to her.   She loved it.  How could she not?  It’s marshmallow-y goodness covered with sugar.  And cute chocolate wax eyes.  I wish I had been downstairs when she got her first taste.  I wish I had heard the conversation they had.

Again, tonight after I went up with Ashlin, Stu gave her another one.  Well, half of one.  She deserved it, she didn’t have an accident again!  Yay!  She devoured it.  And asked for another one, to which Stu said that maybe tomorrow she could have one, if she didn’t have “no accidents.”  She then asked if she got one for peeing in the potty.

“Yes, you get one for peeing.”  
“For poops?  Poops in the potty?”
“Yes,” Stu replied, “a peep for poop.”  
Teagan threw her head back and laughed.  From her belly.  ”Daddy, you so funny!”  

Peep for poop!

* Teagan is incapable of walking past a rock, pine cone or stick, without picking it up.  She collects treasures on the walk.  As many as she can hold, plus at least one more.  I don’t allow them in the house, so they get left on the table outside the door.

Treasure!