Thursday, August 20, 2009

No words

The question this morning was "Do I look girlie to you?"  Do you think I was the one to ask the question?  No, it wasn't me.  And, it wasn't even Chris. :)  It was Harrison.  After he asked the question I just looked at him with a blank stare on my face.  He then said "I mean, my hair.  Does it look girlie like this?"  As he said this he was fluffing his hair.  I continued to stare blankly at him and finally said 'no.'  I didn't have anything else to say.  And girlie!  Where did that come from?  I certainly don't use that word and no one has really ever accused me of being girlie.  I mean really.

THEN, not one minute later he comes back into the kitchen shivering, asking me to turn the hot air conditioning on.  More blank stares from me.  It's chilly this morning, but it's still 75 degrees in the house.  I finally said no, lets go put a sweat shirt on.  He is currently sitting at the dining room table with jeans, socks and a hooded sweatshirt on.  The hood is pulled up.  What a weirdo!

And of course, in the Neipert household, Bennett was not far behind.  He now has his sweatshirt on too!!!!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Busy week

Caden started this week.  I will try and post some pics.  He is wonderful and talks like a champ.  He turned 2 in June and his sentences rival most 3 year olds.  It's great!  He reminds me so much of Bennett.  He's got an infectious giggle and he is interested in many of the same things as Bennett.  They just might be two peas in a pod!

As with any new child care situation there have been a few tears, but overall he has been a real trooper.  I just happened to have Brogan and Declan here this week (father is a friend of mine - boys are 8 & 10) and Caden really latched onto Declan.  They played puzzles together and Caden sat and watched him play computer for almost an hour!  Way cute.

So I started the week out with 6 kids and I am ending the week with 2.  Just Miles and Caden tomorrow.  Harrison and Bennett went to stay at my parents house for the weekend and Brogan and Declan are headed to Michigan on vacation.  We went to the parade last night and the boys went home with my parents.  We will meet them at the fair on Sunday.  Three whole days without my boys.  I am THRILLED!!!!  And a little sad.  I have talked to my mom twice today already.  A little withdrawal is normal, people!  I am thrilled because Chris and I are going to the fair tonight, ALONE and I get to sleep in Saturday morning for as long as I want!  I will probably be up by 6:00 am and not be able to go back to sleep, but I am trying to think positively!  SLEEP!!!  Oh - and also, I am dragging Chris to see a country band tonight.  Trailer Choir.  Way white trash.  It should be great!

I do miss the boys, but I know my parents are thrilled and they are working on their deck and I told Harrison he got to use a power saw!  He doesn't, of course, get to use a power saw (they aren't even that far in the process) but I can't wait to hear my dad's explanation of why he doesn't get to use a saw!  "Mommy told me I could!"  Too funny!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

I'm a GREAT mom

So, I am the best mom.  I mean, come on.  What's not perfect about me?  There are a lot of great things I could list to be specific, but the one that comes to mind today is humiliating my children.  I usually point and laugh at strangers, so why not my precious babies?  I picture Harrison bringing his first prom date home to take pictures before they leave on their most special night.  He rushes to the bathroom to make that final check before leaving.  He comes out and I hug him and take a couple of pictures and then, as they get in the car, I say "Have a great night!  Good thing you have that toilet paper stuck to your shoe in case of emergencies!"  You know, typical behavior for any good parent.

Today's humiliation falls a little short as Miles is probably to young to remember the tears coming to my eyes as I laughed at him.  Miles loves the water bottles.  I think I have mentioned this before.  He can't squirt them, but he sucks the water out.  Well, lately he has been trying to see what all the fuss is about when it comes to squirting.  Today he figured it out.  That's really not that funny, is it?  Well, the only way he has figured out how to squirt water is with the nozzle pointed directly at his face.  The first time I saw him do it I was mildly amused.  I gently showed him a way that would be a little more pleasant for him, but it was not successful.  He walked away from me and did it again.  And then, it was like he didn't know what was squirting him in the face.  He was running around the deck trying to get away from this menace only to continue to squirt himself in the face.  I almost couldn't get out of my chair to help the poor little fellow, I was laughing so hard.  To his credit, he never got mad and cried, he just got this hysterical, shocked look on his face and he kept throwing his head back trying to get away from the squirting water.  Finally I had to take the water bottle away.  I was laughing so hard I could hardly breath and Miles was on the brink of getting really mad at someone.  One of us was going to get hurt.  

I know you wonder why Andy and Claudia allow me to watch their child knowing the type of person I am.  I honestly don't have an answer.  Sure is fun though!

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Random sentences

Bennett started talking in random sentences today.  He's an ok talker.  I would say he is just about average for his age.  But regardless of how toddlers speak, it is amazing how you can notice when then enhance their abilities.  Today he was asking me if he could put his shoes on.  "Shoes on?"  I said fine, go get them.  He came back and he couldn't find them.  Normally this would have provoked an "Come here" and a grab of my hand.  Today his response was "I can't find them."  I was a little shocked.  Where did that come from!  So we started looking for the shoes.

He also is learning to express his feelings with more complex sentences.  "HURT!" is now "My toe hurts, Mommy." or "I'm ok.  I just fell."  It is precious.  

Harrison of course has always been a talker so when I got upset yesterday and dropped the f-bomb about 5 times (not at the children - just with them in the room) I thought I was on for a world of hurt.  But so for, so good.  I am crossing my fingers that I don't hear "What the f*$^ is this?  I don't like peas!" at the dinner table any time soon.

Signed ~ Super Mom

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Kids, kids, kids.

We are eating lunch today and Miles starts feeding his hot dog to Maddie.  I say, "Miles, that's your food.  No thank you."  Harrison asked me what he was doing so I told him (he's kind of nosy, so I don't always share everything!).  His response:

"Kids, kids, kids.  Always a trip."

I have serious questions about this child.