spiky desert plant
a spiny leafless plant with fleshy stems and branches
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Look how happy we are at 6 am. Within 28 hours the little one will be diagnosed with pneumonia and the next little with an ear infection. I saw our pediatrician at Target (only in Yakima) and I just walked by, but I wanted to drag him back to the house to check Quin out. We are business as usual and went to the train museum in Toppenish after the doctor and starting two sets of antibiotics. They put on a nice event. Plus it is fun to try to explain to your 3 year old why the North Pole looks like a junk yard. What a mind trip this whole Christmas thing is. So far one of parenting top 10s. And Bryce has heard of Jesus, his friend Tommy told him at day care. I would pay money to hear that conversation.
Okay it is 5 am, but I am still in love with this scene. I am pretty sure Damon is not. And the uhaul trailer parked across the street with the 20 something digging around in it... He isn't homeless or a thief. It's a UPS drop. That's how they roll. You can all feel safer now that I am on neighborhood watch.
I bought myself a pirate ship with people so we could move past the talking cars. I ended up with a ghost pirate talking to a boat. Arghh. On a different note we made it through 2 months of single parenthood. We only had to call for back up once (thanks aunt sandy and mom and dad).
Bryce said (while lying in bed in Quin's room) I am going to sleep in here and when Quin wakes up I am going to give him his binky. Melts my heart and almost makes up for previous statement of "I am going to kill you". fantastic
Goats, kittens, bounce house with daddy, train ride, hay maze, driving electric car (some run- some not so much- yay! For dads), pigs, chickens oh my! And my favorite- Bryce refused to join the picture, but that's okay- this boy offered. Smile!
I am not allowed to pretend like the whale is eating cars, any toys, or my fingers. (stop, if he eats you then I will be alone and not have anyone to play with). Bryce, if that fake toy whale eats me you'll have a lot worse problems than a missing playmate. I snuck this picture when he wasn't looking and I can't figure out why I get so much pleasure from pretending the whale is gobbling up all the toys or my fingers or my toes. Really I only do it when Bryce isn't around.
My audience getting ready in the morning. Smart mama: putting pants over pajamas to play outside. Mom: time to go In, Smart Bryce: let's play soccer, mom: okay for five minutes, Bryce: it's okay if tarn takes the ball- lets play in the dirt.
Bryce got to binge on the fair. He is exactly 36 inches so we dropped 9$ for him to go on two car rides and one train ride. Yes I checked all of the seat belts myself. He spent about an hour in a big trough filled with corn. He fed goats and fondled baby pig tails. He sat in a boat and pretended to fish for a little longer than forever. Oh reptiles, turtles, tigers. The over stimulation hit us all and we made a break for it. The fair is 3 year old perfection.
I love bed time for so many reasons. One is that I may get a couple of hours (2 exactly) of uninterrupted sleep. Quin falls asleep while we read a long book. Bryce needs like a gazillion books read to him. But it is the only time of day I feel like a parent and not a servant. We met some friends at burger king tonight - what has my life come to? Bryce "is burger king a lake". Me "no". Bryce "will we see a king or a burger". Me "not sure, I guess we'll find out". So bryce that was burger king. Hope it exceeded your expectations. My favorite part was when you climbed in the high chair and your little friend pushed you around (who puts wheels on a high chair in a play room) until it fell over.
This kid is cute, but you know what is really cute? This 3 year old that keeps showing up in my bed when I am too passed out to know it. And that whole soccer thing, we're not ready for that. We are lucky if we all get showers a couple of times a week.
You are one special 3 year old. You always want to do anything suggested. Most days you say it was a good day. You love to hike and be in the fresh air! You love to learn and play. And planes, trains, and automobiles. You can't get enough. You are so loved! You are an amazing big brother, son and friend. We will work on putting our head through the net at soccer practice.
I don't have any pictures from Bryce's first soccer experience. I was too busy trying to keep a bit older than toddlers on task. Don't even mind my little soccer star he is spotting airplanes and not even close to lining up for drills. When asked who was going to preK by one of the dads, Bryce reports, i get to go preschool when i poop in the potty. Our itty bitty soccer coach didn't show, but one of the dad's stepped up. Another dad and I helped until I was called away to feed Quin, who just had his four month shots. Good thing soccer is across the street and grandparents were here to help. Hopefully next practice will run more smoothly (i have been googling soccer drills for 3 year olds) and only one kiddo will pee their pants. I haven't laughed so hard in a long time. Thanks again Bryce for providing much needed amusement you are a sport.
Yup still in (please ignore dirty house). We stayed in the house for four days. Count them four and used the potty every 20 minutes. That is 36 times a day. Times four. 144 times if my math is correct. Then we over did the laxative type substances. There is no way he is going without a diaper. He gladly posed for this picture to show off his diaper. Starting Thursday we will go for four days. So far I have only thrown one big giant fit.
I didn't potty train my two weeks from being three year old. And I didn't put my two days past 4 months old on a schedule. I have exactly 10 days to accomplish both. Well kid #1 only pissed on the floor 3 times today. Don't worry he cleaned it up by rubbing his hand in it. But dang they are cute - as long as you don't leave the room. That's when #1 starts swinging #2 to the stars. Work will so be a vacation.
Although this summer hasn't been super fabulous. Two kids and snoqualmie pass were a challenge or maybe two kids was a challenge. Well we didn't hike much, but we dialed in library time. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
I want to be all zen but I am just not. Zen mama. Instead my brain is full of where's my kid, did he eat, sleep, where's the dog, are the bills paid. Did I play enough talking cars today. Maybe zen mama is unattainable. Trying to be zen mama may be really un-zen. At least Quin can already double fist. I am sure he's a genius.
You showed up just in time and did the most hated 5 am to 7 am parenting. Then you hooked up the bike and somehow found all the gear to on a bike ride with the most excited two year old. Then you got a flat. But Revolution bike shop came to your rescue and you were off to go (Bryce says: off to go). Yay for Dads.
Have I mentioned everything talks to each other? Hi eye. Hi eye.
The eyes came from a jelly fish Bryce made at Thrive by Five. I'll go to anything to avoid playing cars talk to each other. (hi there delivery van, hi there garbage truck). The teacher gives Bryce half a paper plate to make a jelly fish. Bryce puts one light line on it. The teacher says, don't you want to color your jelly fish. Bryce says, I did. The eyes just fell off. Bryce says, the jelly fish is sleeping. Me, I say, hi eye. Bryce says, hi eye. I'd rather poke myself in the eye. Posted using BlogPress from my iPad
Nothing like me, Bryce, a baby, 8 homeless people, a 40 oz beer and a spray park. Miller Park, Yakima. If I was homeless, I'd be drinking a 40 hanging at the spray park. Especially when YPD drives by without a glance.
That's because they are too busy at Target. My picture isn't great but the SWAT team was at Target last night. Just another 24 hours in Yakima. Living the dream.
Between the sweet moments when the baby is cooing and Bryce is cracking me up, there is a lot of boring bodily fluids. Bryce would rather pee on the floor than in the toilet even while sitting on the toilet. Quin eats all the time. Being at the pass with two isn't what it used to be and there is constantly business that needs to be done in Yakima. Bryce loves being outside, but has decided he does not want to walk very far. That leaves us staying in stroller distance of the house. And translates to walking the John Wayne trail to a large puddle to through rocks until I am so bored I can't stand it. And when we leave it ends in disaster. Our last visit to the library ended with me dragging Bryce out kicking and screaming only to get to the car and not have my keys. We anxiously await Damon's return so we are free to hike because there is a second backpack or a second set of hands. Quin's ready to eat.
KC and Laurel brought baby Ethel into our lives 1 year ago. We are so lucky to have such a mellow, forgiving niece and cousin in our lives. Of course no picture of all the festivities. Bryce reports the birthday cake was his favorite part. You wouldn't have known it by how excited he was during the happy birthday part. And I learned how hard it is to do anything with two kids. Fortunately for me I had mom and dad plus aunt sandy's help. I don't know how single parents do it.
Welcome Quin. We can't imagine life without you. Thank you for being the perfect second child and being ready for anything. I am amazed at the difference in how a second child is cared for. Bryce will be happy to talk your ear off and is already asking when you will talk back. I can't wait for Quin to start playing talking cars.