Curiosity

Nick has always been curious. He likes to know how and why things happen. I am always explaining things. How trees grow. Why we can run into the street. How the dishwasher works. How his bubble machine works and why it doesn’t on a windy day. 

He likes to take things apart to figure them out. And try to put things back together. Lego and playdoh are two of his favourite things to manipulate.

But today. Today he threw me for a loop.

He went into the washroom by himself. Like he usually does. He was in there awhile but he normally is when he poops so I didn’t think anything of it. 

I heard the toilet flush once. And then again. I still didn’t think anything of it. He has a habit of flushes before he wipes and then again after. 

But then I heard the toilet flush again. And again. What the….. So I went in. 

When I walking into the bathroom I found Nick with his arm as far into the toilet as he could get it. So I inquired as to what, exactly, he was up to. 

He explained ‘tryin to flush Nick. See where water goes.’ 

Oh. Well. If that’s all….

Needless to say he needed to wash his hands and arms. And then he and I sat and talked about why we cannot flush anything except pee poo and toilet paper. And talked about where it goes. 

I guess I can be thankful that his curiousity didn’t come with a plumbers bill. I’ve heard some horror stories about kids flushing things down the toilet! 

Love hugs and more to come later!

Lynn

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I am either losing my mind or I am a genius…

Tonight Hubs and I put the 3 older kids to bed at 7 like we always do. (the three of them are currently sharing a room since we are in a two bedroom house and are locked into a lease, if you remember when we made our big move out to Manitoba we didn’t have much for options and took the first house we got, which came though mere days before we left New Brunswick. Thankfully, they are big bedrooms.) Most nights they lie in their beds, talk and play and are asleep by 730-800. I can deal with it. They aren’t too loud, I don’t need to go in there three hundred times. We are all happy. BUT. The last few nights… gah… they yell, they scream, they jump around, they fight, they dance… they in general just go crazy. Hubs and I take turns going in there… Starting with gentle reminders to lie in bed, go to sleep… then escalating to raising our voices and yelling. Which we are trying really hard not to do. And for the most part we are doing great with our quest to not yell. But bedtimes were getting absurd. So tonight I decided to do something different.

Tonight when they started getting absurd we tried the gentle reminders. I could see us both getting really frustrated by 730 sensing we were in for another long night. So I went into their room. I turned their light on. I said ‘it’s not bedtime anymore. You guys are obviously not going to go to bed like I asked. Please get up and go play with your toys.’

They looked at me like I lost my mind. So did Hubs. He whispered to me that I was either really smart, or really crazy. The kids weren’t sure what to think. ‘Let’s go’ I prompted and ushered them out to the living room where I pulled out some cars and started playing. They looked scared. I was trying not to laugh.

At 800 Alex said ‘Mom, I think it’s bedtime. It’s dark and the clock is pointing at the 8’ I replied ‘Yep. The clock says it’s bedtime. But Mom says it’s not’ ‘You mean we don’t get bedtime tonight?’ ‘Nope. You guys can stay up all through the night’ Him and Nick looked devastated.

At 815 I turned off all the lights except a lamp. I sat on the couch with a couple books and started reading. Zoey came over and snuggled up to me to listen. Soon Alex and Nick came over too. After a couple stories Nick asked if he could go read them in his bed. Alex looked afraid of my answer. I told them yes. They could each bring two books into their beds. I brought them back to bed and tucked them in (it was about 840) I heard from them once since then.

I don’t think 700 is going to work as a bedtime anymore. I am going to push them to 730 tomorrow and see what happens. Maybe I’ll even get lucky and they will start consistently sleeping later then 7am. Then I can really call myself a genius. Right?

Love, hugs and more to come later
Lynn

A New Adventure

Today marked the beginning of a new adventure in our chaotic house. Hubs, after 8.5 months of being on parental with us, went back to work.

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To say my day was exhausting, would be an understatement. It was a long, chaotic, exhausting, messy, hilarious, fun, adventurous kind of day.

It got off on a good foot. I got the boys eating breakfast (Zoey was still sleeping) and I sat down with a coffee. It was good. About halfway through my coffee Zoey woke up. And we had a poo-splosion on our hands. I got her cleaned up and left her in a diaper to play on the floor for a couple minutes while I went and got some clothes for her. While I was upstairs grabbing some clothes she scratched her eczema to the point of bleeding. I had her in a yellow cloth diaper, the eczema is on her upper thigh. The blood was on her diaper. I freaked out a little. I got her into a clean diaper, cleaned her up and put pants on her. Now she can’t scratch herself open. Mommy win. Until I turned towards the dining room table…

At the dining room table, Alex and Nick were enjoying a bowl of Cheerios. Well, Alex was enjoying it. Nick was covered. From head to toe. He decided it was a good idea to pour his bowl of milk and cereal over his head. Why? I don’t know. I wish I knew. I wish I knew what in the world he was thinking and why it seemed like a good idea to wear his breakfast. I decided I wasn’t bathing him at that moment. If I put him in the tub, Alex and Zoey will want a bath and I had never bathed all three of them at the same time on my own. So I washed him down with a cloth and got him dressed.

About this time I realized I hadn’t finished my coffee. So I went back to it. I took a big mouthful. Of. Iced. Cold. Coffee. Gross. Disgusting. At about this time I also realized I needed to take a 30 second potty break. After checking on the kids, Zoey was playing quietly on the floor and Alex and Nick were quietly playing trains. Without saying a word, I sneaked into the bathroom. No sooner did I sit down to pee when Nick let out a blood curdling scream followed by Zoey crying hysterically. Alex decided that sitting on Nick’s head would be a fun game. And Zoey was crying because Nick was screaming. And through it all Alex was laughing like a deranged maniac. I looked at the clock. It wasn’t even 10 am yet.

At this point I decided to put one of the kids cd’s on and have a crazy dance party in the living room followed by 30 minutes of TV time to save my sanity. It worked. I drank another 1/2 cup of coffee.

From there we made it through lunch without incident although shortly after lunch the kids were starting to get restless again. This is where one of my ‘great ideas’ came in. I decided we could make some goop. (1 cup cornstarch, 1/2 water and some paint, since I didn’t have any food coloring) It entertained the boys for an hour and a half. It was amazing.

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Of course, I didn’t stop to think about what the clean up was going to be like. Now the boys needed baths. So, for the first time ever, I bathed all three kids, at the same time, all on my own. And then I needed to clean the dining room. But, between the time spent playing with the goop, the time spent bathing, and the time spent cleaning up it led us up to Zoey’s nap time and the boys TV time which I was able to spend lying on the couch until Hubs got home from work and I needed to go make supper.

I survived day one of Hubs being back at work. Only slightly frazzled. Tomorrow is a new adventure, as for tonight… I am going to bed early.

Love, hugs and more to come later!
Lynn

I honestly thought I published this back on Monday when I wrote it. I guess I didn’t. Oops. 

Hello Cranky Kids!

What do you do when it’s been windy and miserable outside for a few day and two of your kids are stuffed up as a result of teething? 

This is what I do: 

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I let them paint on the window. It entertained them, and gave me a much needed half hour without them fighting. (Just ignore Nick’s pink soother. He’s a suck when he is teething) 

Love, Hugs and more to come later
Lynn

The Biggest Loser Week 2, Potty Training, and Chaos

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This last week has SUCKED as far as my weight loss efforts. I gorged myself on chocolate, wasn’t paying attention to how much water I was drinking, and didn’t do much as far as working out went. But, somehow the weight loss gods were on my side, and *drum roll* I am down 2 lbs! 

That means:
Last week I was at: 166.4
This week I am at: 164.0 
That is a loss of 2.4 lbs this week and 5.2 lbs (or 3.07%) total. I am feeling awesome about myself. Just eating more often and drinking more water/cutting out pop is making such a difference! 

 

Today, for some random reason, Hubs and i decided to start the three days to potty training with the boys. By noon, Nick was back in diapers. He is not ready! He bawled his little eyes out every time he peed. Alex, however… Alex only peed on the floor twice all day! He went to his potty every other time! My stubborn monster is finally getting it! I am so so so so proud of him! Every other time we tried, he fought so hard, we backed off. This time, he is thriving in our praise! I am still worried about him holding in bowel movements. But I guess we will see what the next few days brings! 

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This picture is from August of 2012. Alex was only 20 months old. But it makes me smile and giggle. 

I was up at 430 AGAIN this morning with my monsters. But I got Nick to nap today for the first time in over a week. So I am hoping that it’s a sign tomorrow will be better since maybe he won’t be as over tired and his little body with actually rest better. Also I broke Alex’s car seat and need to go replace it. I read the wrong manual and thought the base on his came off. Turns out only Nick’s base has the option of coming off. I guess we are buying a new car seat. Ha ha. What a day. I am off to bed. Tomorrow is a new day. 

Love, Hugs and more to come later
Lynn

Wait… what’s the date?

Anyone else notice that October is almost over? Anyone else caught totally off guard by this? Or is just me? It could be me. 

The last couple of weeks, I have been feeling like myself again. The new birth control pills combined with the multivitamin, combined with being more active combined with a very in depth conversation with hubs have all created a more normal feeling Lynn. It’s a great feeling. I have been more productive, more hands on with the boys, a better wife. You know. Just better. Then I noticed Christmas is coming. And Bitter Lynn started showing herself again. 

It’s not that I don’t like Christmas. Quite the opposite. I absolutely love and adore Christmas. I love Christmas shopping (I already have all my lists made, and a good chunk of the shopping done, and the stuff I am making homemade is almost done too!) I love wrapping presents, I love donating whatever I can, I love the stories (ALL holiday stories.) I love decorating, I love being with family, I love the lights, the food, the ambiance of it all. I seriously LOVE Christmas. 

It’s the family part that I am struggling with. This year is going to be the second year in a row that we can’t go to Winnipeg to celebrate Christmas with my family. (It’s a $3000 trip, and we just don’t have the money after already having made two trips out this year) And for me this is really really hard for a lot of reasons. 

First off, it’s my family. My parents, brothers, aunt, uncles, grandparents, cousins etc that I won’t get to see and celebrate with. I am very close to my family and me living out here has been hard. I hate not being able to spend the holidays with them. 

Now. Staying in New Brunswick shouldn’t be that bad. Hubs family is all here. But, if you remember, they tend to pick favorites among my kids. (You can read about that here if you missed it) And I hate it. Alex’s birthday is 4 days after Christmas. He is going to be three guys! THREE!!!… Anyways. His birthday is 4 days after Christmas and last year he got some of his birthday gifts with his Christmas gifts. This pisses me right off. His birthday and Christmas are TWO DIFFERENT HOLIDAYS. But that isn’t really my point. If the people who didn’t acknowledge Nick’s first birthday are going to acknowledge Alex’s third birthday I am going to lose my mind. It’s not that I don’t want Alex to be celebrated, but I want ALL my kids to be celebrated by their family. It’s not about the birthday gifts. It’s about acknowledging your grandchild. (Or niece/nephew) Have I mentioned that none of Hubs brothers have met Zoey? Yea. Why do I want to spend the holidays with these people? Unfortunately, I have no choice but to put on a smile and pretend it’s all rainbows and butterflies. I got my way with not seeing his family at Thanksgiving and I am not even going to attempt to dissuade Hubs from seeing his family at Christmastime. It’s not like we actually see them Christmas Eve or Christmas Day anyways. They are far too busy those days for us.

I am trying not to let those feelings overpower the excitement I normally have about Christmas. After all, Alex is old enough now to REALLY GET IT and Nick is getting there. And it’s Zoey’s first Christmas! Our home is going to be full of warmth and love! And Christmas crafts!! We just did some pretty awesome Halloween ones that I am going to post tomorrow or the next day!

If you have any ideas for Preschool/Toddler friendly Christmas crafts I would LOVE to hear them! (I can’t believe I am calling Alex a preschooler!)

Love, hugs and more to come later!
Lynn 

What I am most Thankful for – Thanksgiving 2013

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My boys. They are best friends. I was scared shitless when I found out I was pregnant again when Alex was only 7 months old. I had no clue how in the world I was going to cope with it all. But it has been the best thing ever.  Alex is a smart, silly boy who is always looking to please. He loves helping and being a big brother. He is always looking out for Nick and Zoey, and I can already see the strong bonds of love forming between them all. Nick is an affectionate, stubborn little monkey. He brightens everything up and loves to make everyone smile. He looks up to his big brother and dotes on his little sister. (Even giving her a goose egg at 2 weeks old trying to share a toy with her!) 

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Zoey is my ray of sunshine. She completes our perfect little family. Always full of smiles for everyone. She watches everything around her with rapt attention, trying to figure it all out. She is always babbling and giggling! 

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Hubs. This picture is an old one of us. From when I was pregnant with Alex. Hubs is my rock. He has put up with me through the good, the bad and the ugly. He has helped me through so many things, I can’t even list them all. I can’t imagine my life without him. Seriously. 

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My brothers. I am very thankful for my brothers. Being the only girl with four younger brothers wasn’t easy. But I am eternally grateful for them. 

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My Mom and Dad. As tough as things can get, being so far away from them. I am thankful that they love and support me through it all. I am thankful that they are always there for me no matter one and I am thankful that they are such amazing grandparents to my children. 

I am also amazingly thankful for my extended family and friends, as well as my WordPress family. I am thankful to have people around me who want the best for me and my family. 

I am thankful for good health, for our home, our country, the food I can feed my children, our freedom. The list goes on and on. 

Love, hugs and more to come later!
Lynn