That is what I screamed the other day when I walked into the apartment to find Kevin trying to coax someone or something from under the couch. Apparently he and the girls were picking up toys and Emma saw that there was a little people girl waaaaayyy back under the couch. Being the type of girl she is (aka. NUTS!) she decided to crawl under the couch and get it. It seems that if she pushes herself into the floor, turns her head to the side and scoots on her tummy she can get under. As I stood there and watched Emma scooted back out from under the couch, prize in hand. Oh my god.
Everyday it become more apparent to me that my middle daughter is either going to 1) join the circus, or 2) become a female stunt artist. Or perhaps she'll just be a stunt artist for the circus. Whatever. All I know is that whether it's nose diving off the couch onto (hopefully) a pile of cushions on the floor or shimmying her way up the cupboards I never now what she will do next. Honestly, sometimes I don't want to know. LOL.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Liar Liar Pants on Fire
We have been having issues with Ellie telling the truth lately. She will sneak into my bedroom and take something, then lie about it when I ask her if she took it. She's taken my wedding rings, nail polish, money, etc. Or she will get something out of the kitchen and put it in her backpack. The other day I came into the room and she said to me, "Mama, I only have toys in my backpack." When she initiates something like that I KNOW she's not telling me the truth. Sure enough, she had no toys in her bag. What she did have, however, was an entire sleeve of Thin Mint cookies. Huh.
Then last week things hit the ceiling. Ellie came home from school about 1.5 weeks ago with a toy bracelet which she said my dad had given her. I believed that because he will often give the girls little trinkets. The following week, however, she came home with a play phone and a pair of little girl sunglasses. Again, she said dad gave them to her. This time I wasn't buying it. Without Ellie knowing I called dad who confirmed my suspicions. I then asked Ellie what Grandpa would say if I called him and asked if he had given Ellie a gift. She said he'd say NO. I asked where she got them. Apparently she took them from a girl at her school. Great.
Needless to say this discovery was followed by punishment, a call to the school, and a plan on how to give the stuff back. We decided that since Ellie used another girls toys she would give that little girl some of her toys to play with for a few days in return. The teachers and the parent of the girl were all very understanding. I am hoping that Ellie learned her lesson.
Since the incident at the school Ellie has not told me any more lies. I am keeping my fingers crossed that she really did learn her lesson. According to my mom I started to lie about the same age. However, as that story goes, when asked why I lied I quoted a song with the lyrics "Tell Me Lies Tell Me Sweet Little Lies." Apparently I looked at my mom and said "The song TOLD me to lie."...and I fully believed that. LOL. As far as I know Ellie has never heard that song......
Then last week things hit the ceiling. Ellie came home from school about 1.5 weeks ago with a toy bracelet which she said my dad had given her. I believed that because he will often give the girls little trinkets. The following week, however, she came home with a play phone and a pair of little girl sunglasses. Again, she said dad gave them to her. This time I wasn't buying it. Without Ellie knowing I called dad who confirmed my suspicions. I then asked Ellie what Grandpa would say if I called him and asked if he had given Ellie a gift. She said he'd say NO. I asked where she got them. Apparently she took them from a girl at her school. Great.
Needless to say this discovery was followed by punishment, a call to the school, and a plan on how to give the stuff back. We decided that since Ellie used another girls toys she would give that little girl some of her toys to play with for a few days in return. The teachers and the parent of the girl were all very understanding. I am hoping that Ellie learned her lesson.
Since the incident at the school Ellie has not told me any more lies. I am keeping my fingers crossed that she really did learn her lesson. According to my mom I started to lie about the same age. However, as that story goes, when asked why I lied I quoted a song with the lyrics "Tell Me Lies Tell Me Sweet Little Lies." Apparently I looked at my mom and said "The song TOLD me to lie."...and I fully believed that. LOL. As far as I know Ellie has never heard that song......
Friday, March 12, 2010
The Squeaky-Squeaks
This post is not about my kids, but rather something that has been aiding in my lack of sleep. I currently live on the second floor of an apartment complex. The people above us have never been quiet. In fact, they are often very, very loud. I am not sure what their young boy does up there but I am pretty sure he is training to be a heavyweight or something. Anyways, they have recently added a new noise to their bangs and booms. About 5 nights a week, always around 4:00am, I am awakened by the Squeaky Squeaks. Yes, that's right. Every night. Of course their master bedroom is right above ours so I'm not shocked that I've been hearing things. But it's almost every night...and almost always in the early morning hours. Last night, as I was listening to their, um, sounds, a couple of things cross my mind...
1) 4am?? If Kev even tried to touch me at 4am he'd get socked
2) 5 times a week??? Are you KIDDING??
3) I'm tired. I wish they would stop.
Soooo...that's what I am dealing with right now. As though it's not bad enough having Kev's snoring and three kids wake me up 20-30 times a night, I now have that as well.
1) 4am?? If Kev even tried to touch me at 4am he'd get socked
2) 5 times a week??? Are you KIDDING??
3) I'm tired. I wish they would stop.
Soooo...that's what I am dealing with right now. As though it's not bad enough having Kev's snoring and three kids wake me up 20-30 times a night, I now have that as well.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Some "OMG" Moments
In my household there is no shortage of OMG moments. You know, those select events that make you laugh and cry at the same time while your mouth hangs open and steam comes from your ears. Here are a few:
1) Ellie thought she would be funny the other day when we told her to go to her room. She hid under the bathroom sink until I was in tears thinking she had gone out the apartment. Then she came out, walked up to me and said, "Mommy I made funny joke." Ug!
2) The girls got into our bedroom and took my rings. Kevin found all of them except my wedding band, which Ellie claimed to have put in her "secret hiding spot." After about 1 1/2 hours of searching we figured out that her hiding spot is under the couch cushion. At least I got my ring back.
3) I put Elana in her bouncy seat and went to the fridge to get a pop. I came back literally 15 seconds later and there she was, out of her seat, on her stomach and about 1.5 feet away. I think she was trying to swim or something on the carpet.
4) Emma can now get out of her crib. Lucky us. I woke up the other night and screamed at the top of my lungs. There, in the dark, was Emma on the side of my bed with her blankie over her head like a little Casper. Staring at me.
5) The girls have figured out that when the faucet in the bathroom goes on they are going to get into trouble. Now if they want to play with water they just get it from the toilet. Lovely.
6) Ellie and Emma got into Elana's room where I was storing 7 bins of clothes that I was sorting. They dumped them all over the floor. Nothing left in the bins. Guess I need to start sorting again.
Well...that's what happened in my house this past week. Fun Fun Fun!!! LOL. :D
1) Ellie thought she would be funny the other day when we told her to go to her room. She hid under the bathroom sink until I was in tears thinking she had gone out the apartment. Then she came out, walked up to me and said, "Mommy I made funny joke." Ug!
2) The girls got into our bedroom and took my rings. Kevin found all of them except my wedding band, which Ellie claimed to have put in her "secret hiding spot." After about 1 1/2 hours of searching we figured out that her hiding spot is under the couch cushion. At least I got my ring back.
3) I put Elana in her bouncy seat and went to the fridge to get a pop. I came back literally 15 seconds later and there she was, out of her seat, on her stomach and about 1.5 feet away. I think she was trying to swim or something on the carpet.
4) Emma can now get out of her crib. Lucky us. I woke up the other night and screamed at the top of my lungs. There, in the dark, was Emma on the side of my bed with her blankie over her head like a little Casper. Staring at me.
5) The girls have figured out that when the faucet in the bathroom goes on they are going to get into trouble. Now if they want to play with water they just get it from the toilet. Lovely.
6) Ellie and Emma got into Elana's room where I was storing 7 bins of clothes that I was sorting. They dumped them all over the floor. Nothing left in the bins. Guess I need to start sorting again.
Well...that's what happened in my house this past week. Fun Fun Fun!!! LOL. :D
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Escape Artist
Any of you who are familiar with my family, specifically Ellie, will know that she likes to escape. When she was about 2 she ran out of the house in winter clad only in a diaper and boots, carrying her Easter basket. The neighbor girls found her, brought her home to Kevin ( I was at work). Then, not long ago, she and Emma escaped the apartment and went up to dad's. This was on a day Kev got up with the girls and had promptly fallen asleep on the couch. Not cool. Like the other two, this latest escapade occurred while I was at work, or in this case just came in from work.
This past Friday when I got home things were really crazy at my house. I had just finished a very loooong day of team meetings and was feeling quite frazzled. Anyways, when I came in the door it was obvious that everything was about to explode. Kevin was fuming at the girls (another post entirely), the girls were pissed at Kevin, and Elana was screaming her head off because that's what she does. For some reason Kevin was sending Ellie and Emma to their rooms. Well, as I was getting Elana to change her diaper Ellie decided to go and hide so she wouldn't have to go to her room. After repeatedly calling her name and searching the apartment I told Kevin I though she had gone out of the apartment again. I ran out into the hall and walked towards Dad's, figuring that is where she was going. She was nowhere to be found. I ran up and down the calls calling her name, but with no luck. I ran outside, afraid she had gone out the front door and had been unable to get back in due to our security system. No sign of her. I ran, I looked, I called, I cried. Nothing. At this point even Dad was helping me look. Not seeing her anywhere I ran back inside and met dad halfway. "Kev found her", he said. Sigh! I ran into the apartment, tears still streaming down my face. There she was, like nothing happened.
So where was our little Houdini?? She had crawled under the bathroom sink (don't ask me how) and had hid there. We had a nice looong talk about why it's not nice to hide from mommy and daddy...then she was promptly sent to her room, which is what she was trying to get out of in the first place.
This past Friday when I got home things were really crazy at my house. I had just finished a very loooong day of team meetings and was feeling quite frazzled. Anyways, when I came in the door it was obvious that everything was about to explode. Kevin was fuming at the girls (another post entirely), the girls were pissed at Kevin, and Elana was screaming her head off because that's what she does. For some reason Kevin was sending Ellie and Emma to their rooms. Well, as I was getting Elana to change her diaper Ellie decided to go and hide so she wouldn't have to go to her room. After repeatedly calling her name and searching the apartment I told Kevin I though she had gone out of the apartment again. I ran out into the hall and walked towards Dad's, figuring that is where she was going. She was nowhere to be found. I ran up and down the calls calling her name, but with no luck. I ran outside, afraid she had gone out the front door and had been unable to get back in due to our security system. No sign of her. I ran, I looked, I called, I cried. Nothing. At this point even Dad was helping me look. Not seeing her anywhere I ran back inside and met dad halfway. "Kev found her", he said. Sigh! I ran into the apartment, tears still streaming down my face. There she was, like nothing happened.
So where was our little Houdini?? She had crawled under the bathroom sink (don't ask me how) and had hid there. We had a nice looong talk about why it's not nice to hide from mommy and daddy...then she was promptly sent to her room, which is what she was trying to get out of in the first place.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Single Husband
It will come as no big shocker to anyone reading this that for the last few months I have been cold. Not just sometimes cold, not a little chilled here and there....Just Plain Cold. Of course, I am living in Minnesota so what do I expect, right?! Well, to get a break from that, amongst other things, I am going to visit my mom in Arizona for my birthday this year. I will fly out on the 10th and return the 15th. Doug, my stepdad, gets a lot of free flights from his work so this won't really be costing me much at all. Plus it will be WARM! Not too warm mind you...Hopefully not the 120 degrees it was when I went out in June for my mom's wedding. That's a bit much for me. Mom says it will be just like I like it, and I am putting my trust in that ;)
Anyways, the big deal with this whole thing is that Kev will be alone with the girls that entire week. Dad has agreed to help out so that my hubby doesn't TOTALLY lose his mind, but I still have concerns. I can't tell you the stories I hear when I get home from work each day. They are enough to stop the heart of any working mom. I try explaining that things might go more smoothly if he were to put some structure into the girls days...So far, though, chaos is rampant. I'm sure it will be no different when I am gone for a couple days in a row. Ellie will probably escape again, Emma will probably eat her weight in pennies and Elana will probably just sit back and take it all in. Lord help me.
Anyways, the big deal with this whole thing is that Kev will be alone with the girls that entire week. Dad has agreed to help out so that my hubby doesn't TOTALLY lose his mind, but I still have concerns. I can't tell you the stories I hear when I get home from work each day. They are enough to stop the heart of any working mom. I try explaining that things might go more smoothly if he were to put some structure into the girls days...So far, though, chaos is rampant. I'm sure it will be no different when I am gone for a couple days in a row. Ellie will probably escape again, Emma will probably eat her weight in pennies and Elana will probably just sit back and take it all in. Lord help me.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Date Day
Kevin and I had a much needed Date Day this past Monday. We got up early (nothing new in my household) and headed on out. First was a stop at Half Price Books (love, love, love!!) and Panera for breakfast. Then we headed down to the Mall of America. For any of my friends who love to shop, you better get out here before we move back to Michigan in July 2011 so I can take you there!! I LOVE IT!! I know a lot of folks in MN aren't so big on it but for me it's just heaven on earth. We shopped, we ate, we shopped some more,....Ok, I mostly shopped and Kevin mostly watched, but so what ;) Ended up getting a super cute pairs of jeans that are supposed to be $40 for $11 :D YES!!!!
The shopping was wonderful, the food was great....but what was most important was the fact that Kev and I got to spend some time together. We were able to talk without cartoons blaring in the background. We got to sit and eat without constantly begging Emma to sit in her chair. AND I could go to the bathroom without worrying about whether or not one of my children has escaped and is running naked through the hallways...Not that this has ever happened ;)
The shopping was wonderful, the food was great....but what was most important was the fact that Kev and I got to spend some time together. We were able to talk without cartoons blaring in the background. We got to sit and eat without constantly begging Emma to sit in her chair. AND I could go to the bathroom without worrying about whether or not one of my children has escaped and is running naked through the hallways...Not that this has ever happened ;)
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