Good Mom Points:
The girls were eating a fruit tray..cantalope, grapes, apples, oranges!
Healthy snacking...big Good Mom Points.
However, I did not note that the grapes were still on the stem.
The stem is edible, right?
Ansley consumed.... a few twigs before I caught this.
Kristy=Mom of the Year :) ????
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Potty Training and Preteen Drama [never a dull moment]
Epic Fail.
If I were graded on blog progress ... well let's just get past the large gaps and cut to the chase.
I will attempt to fill in the gap.
Anna: 3 1/2 years 29 lbs Loud Smart Busy Can talk your ears off! [Her response to talking your ears off]
Mimi: "Anna, you are talking my ears off!"
Anna: "What?!? No I'm not."
Mimi: "Yes you are, and If you talk my ears off then I won't be able to hear you."
Anna: "It is ok Mimi. If you don't have ears I will talk louder!"
Ansley: 2 years 28 lbs Silly Potty training Go,Go,Go! Likes to talk to herself!
Ansley: "Hey Momma!"
Ansley: "Hey, What you doin'?"
Ansley: "Nuttin'"
Ansley "Oh, ok!"
Ansley "Hey E'rebody! Look!?!" [ This is a 20 sec. convo in the van with herself ]
An imagination the size of TEXAS.
Gavin: 12 years As tall as me Likes to write awkward song lyrics "preteen drama"
Lives to torture my preschoolers! [seriously, believes this is life's purpose]
I feel this runs through his mind upon waking - "So, It's Saturday, I wonder how many times I can make the girls scream before Kristy slaps me in the back of the head. Today is the day to break my record!" [this can't be far from accurate]
Example of "a day in the life" :
Just two days ago I was looking through our very packed closet for "1" book. [side note: My husband has 4 stacks, 4 ft high of books in our closet] [another side note: our closet is tiny with the sliding doors on a track] I crawl inside and begin to rummage through our "library" and the girls are not far behind me.
I am sitting criss cross applesause in a mound of commentaries, ficition, non-fiction, ministry help, bibles, etc. Anna is sitting on our empty luggage. Ansley is in a laundry basket full of warm weather clothes packed away but not stored [Florida's winter is like more like "on a week, off a week"].
The little bit of light I am working with slowly fades away as the girls close the closet doors. Upon closing the door they manage to get them off track.
"Girls! Open the door please. I need the light."
pull
pull
push
push
bang
BANG!
"Momma, I can't open it!"
Yes, here we are, all inside the closet with jammed doors that will budge no more than 3 inches open on each side.
I can look out 5 feet away at my phone. Clearly out of reach, I long to call my husband even if I have to say " Hi honey! Is there any chance you can run home an help us out of the closet." EMBARASSING much?
Caption: Later that same day!
Well it was really only like 30 minutes and a bruised hand later.
"FREEDOM"
Anna sincerely apologized " Mommy, Your silly for getting in the closet. Sorry I broke it."
To God be the Glory for my family, my blessings, my life!
If I were graded on blog progress ... well let's just get past the large gaps and cut to the chase.
I will attempt to fill in the gap.
Anna: 3 1/2 years 29 lbs Loud Smart Busy Can talk your ears off! [Her response to talking your ears off]
Mimi: "Anna, you are talking my ears off!"
Anna: "What?!? No I'm not."
Mimi: "Yes you are, and If you talk my ears off then I won't be able to hear you."
Anna: "It is ok Mimi. If you don't have ears I will talk louder!"
Ansley: 2 years 28 lbs Silly Potty training Go,Go,Go! Likes to talk to herself!
Ansley: "Hey Momma!"
Ansley: "Hey, What you doin'?"
Ansley: "Nuttin'"
Ansley "Oh, ok!"
Ansley "Hey E'rebody! Look!?!" [ This is a 20 sec. convo in the van with herself ]
An imagination the size of TEXAS.
Gavin: 12 years As tall as me Likes to write awkward song lyrics "preteen drama"
Lives to torture my preschoolers! [seriously, believes this is life's purpose]
I feel this runs through his mind upon waking - "So, It's Saturday, I wonder how many times I can make the girls scream before Kristy slaps me in the back of the head. Today is the day to break my record!" [this can't be far from accurate]
Example of "a day in the life" :
Just two days ago I was looking through our very packed closet for "1" book. [side note: My husband has 4 stacks, 4 ft high of books in our closet] [another side note: our closet is tiny with the sliding doors on a track] I crawl inside and begin to rummage through our "library" and the girls are not far behind me.
I am sitting criss cross applesause in a mound of commentaries, ficition, non-fiction, ministry help, bibles, etc. Anna is sitting on our empty luggage. Ansley is in a laundry basket full of warm weather clothes packed away but not stored [Florida's winter is like more like "on a week, off a week"].
The little bit of light I am working with slowly fades away as the girls close the closet doors. Upon closing the door they manage to get them off track.
"Girls! Open the door please. I need the light."
pull
pull
push
push
bang
BANG!
"Momma, I can't open it!"
Yes, here we are, all inside the closet with jammed doors that will budge no more than 3 inches open on each side.
I can look out 5 feet away at my phone. Clearly out of reach, I long to call my husband even if I have to say " Hi honey! Is there any chance you can run home an help us out of the closet." EMBARASSING much?
Caption: Later that same day!
Well it was really only like 30 minutes and a bruised hand later.
"FREEDOM"
Anna sincerely apologized " Mommy, Your silly for getting in the closet. Sorry I broke it."
To God be the Glory for my family, my blessings, my life!
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