Playing Board Games

For Christmas, we bought Alex his first board game. We went with Hungry Hungry Hippos, thinking it was a good place to start understanding the structure of a game and Nick would be able to play as well and it wouldn’t be a battle of small pieces, dice, cards and all those other fun things that come with most board games. It was the best thing we decided to get him.


Now, when you buy Hungry Hungry Hippos, it comes with a yellow marble. Which it never did when I was a child. But I like it. It’s an easy way to see who wins each round without trying to count everyone’s marbles. Which is easy to do with a 3 yr old, but not so easy with an almost 2 yr old who isn’t really patient.

Playing such a simple game as taught the kids so many things that I am glad for. Alex used to get mad if we played a few rounds and he didn’t win. Now he knows that we can be happy for the person who does win, as long as we have fun it doesn’t matter who wins or loses. Alex and Nick always want to play the same color hippo. Now they are understanding how to take turns with the different colored hippos. They have learned that after each round we need to collect all the marbles in the bowl before we can start again. Throwing them around the house, or trying to hide them in your pocket, means that we can’t play anymore.


Anytime I pull the game out to play, the kids are always excited to see it. They are learning that getting upset when it’s time to put it away doesn’t get it brought back out. They know that they can’t push each other to try and get to the color they want. They can’t try and pull the game out of my hands. It all seems so simple, but it makes me so proud to see them growing.

Love, Hugs and more to come later,


When kids don’t sleep

Lately I have been in bed by now. Sleeping. For over an hour. But instead my wonderfully cranky, teething toddler decided that he was going to boycott sleep today. Good times. We put all three kids to bed at 7. As usual. They go to bed at 7, I go to bed at 915. Everyone is happy (ish) at 6 am when we get up for the day. Tonight, Alex went to sleep within 10 minutes, as usual. Zoey was sleeping within 15 minutes, as usually. And Nick… Well Nick was still crying and fussing about 10 minutes ago when Hubs had enough and decided to load him into the van and drive around the block a few times to put him to sleep. 

I don’t know what is up with that kid, none of our usual tricks were working. Tylenol, cuddles, rocking chair, Momma and Daddy’s bed, milk… Nothing. Was. Working. I hope the van ride is working. I’m tired. 

What do you to help your children sleep when they are having a rough night? 

Love, hugs and more to come later!

A Momma Brag

I am really scared that writing this post is going to jinx me. But, I have 3 seconds right now while Hubs has the boys outside and Zoey is playing contently on her own. 

Alex is potty trained!!! Days at least. I am still planning on putting him in a diaper at night for awhile since he rarely wakes up dry. 

There have been NO ACCIDENTS today!!! Right now he is outside playing, without a diaper. 

I am so so so proud of my baby boy. 

In other news, Nick and Zoey are both off the soother.
Nick is sleeping very well in his big boy bed. (He had been for awhile but he regressed a little when we put him the playpen short term and he did not want to sleep anywhere but there) 
Alex is recognizes most of his alphabet, and Nick is starting to sing his. 
Now that Nick is off the soother (and this time I am NOT going to give it back to him, which is why I took both of them off it at the same time) he is starting to talk soooooo much more. 
Zoey is sitting up amazingly well now and she is getting pretty close to doing a traditional crawl. (she has been able to pull herself around in an army crawl for months now) 
Zoey is also getting better and better with her sippy cup! The way she is going she should be done on the bottle soon! She is also saying Dada, Baba, Mama, and Hi! 

I can’t believe how quickly my babies seem to be growing up. I can’t wait to see what they do tomorrow!

Love, hugs and more to come later!

Night One: Sans Soother

Yesterday I cut all Nick’s soothers. (Pacifiers, binkys, whatever you want to call them) Hubs and I decided a little while back that it was time to wean him and I looked online to find some gentle approaches to weaning. 

The first thing we tried was changing his soother to a smaller soother then he was used to. Thinking about it now it was ridiculous. I spent money on new soothers in a hope to get him to stop taking one. Needless to say, it didn’t work. He took to the new one no problem. It was a little weird for him at first but he got the hang of it. 

We decided that the only way we were going to get it away from him was to actually be mean and take it. I didn’t want them to just disappear, I could see him tearing the house apart to try and find it and losing his mind over it. Which is where the decision to cut it came in. Nick wouldn’t be able to suck on them and we could explain to him that they were ‘broken’ and needed to go into the garbage. So, here’s what happened. 

I cut them, and put them on the table where he would find them. When he found them broken he was devastated. He walked around the house holding them. Saying ‘Oh no. Broken. Help me. Oh no.’ Alex decided he could fix them and the two of them disappeared into the playroom to fix them. After Alex declared them ‘broken too much to make better’ Nick brought them to me. I explained that they are broken and we should throw them in the garbage now. 

Alex was holding one of the soothers and Nick was holding the other two. Alex marched right over to the garbage and threw the one he had in. Turning to Nick, he told Nick to come throw his out too. So Nick did. Then they applauded. We cheered to Nick being a big boy. And Alex asked for him and Nick to have some pudding. So I let them. 

When it came to bedtime, I have to admit I was scared. But, Nick whined a little and when Hubs went up and talked to him about how they were broken and in the garbage and Nick was a big boy now he settled right down and went to sleep. 

He woke up four times last night asking for his soother. Each time we explained that they were in the garbage because they were broken and he was a big boy now and he went right back to sleep. 

It wasn’t anywhere near as bad as I thought it would be. I am so proud of my little boy. I hope it stays this easy on him and continues proving to Hubs and I that we made the right choice with taking them away now! 

Love, hugs and more to come later!

Sunshine on a Rainy Day

When Alex was coming up on two years old (about a year ago) everyone warned me about the terrible twos. ‘Get ready’ they would say ‘twos are the worst’ they would say. Well they weren’t. My mostly angelic one year old, turned into a pretty awesome two year old. ‘just wait,’ they said ‘threes are even worse’ Well. After all the hoopla about him turning two I tuned them all out. Alex was above that, he wasn’t going to hit those stereotypical milestones. 


Alex is almost three, and this week has been hell. Seriously. Sure he still has his cute sweet moments. But. Oh. My. Goodness. 

And on top of that, Nick is coming onto two the way everyone told me Alex would. My house is a circus, and not one of those little cute ones. 

The hitting, the kicking, the yelling, temper tantrums, fighting, ignoring me when I talk, talking back. The list goes on. 

Yesterday Alex lost his mind at Nick because Nick didn’t want to play Ring Around the Rosie with him. Then, they screamed at each other because they both had the train the other wanted. 

But then this morning, I came online to read a bit while the kids played and I realized that none of that mattered. I read these two posts: ‘Validation‘ written by Broken Condoms; a hilarious Mom to two little ones pretty close in age and ‘Mommy didn’t poop sweetie….‘ written by How to Ruin a Toddler’s Day; another hilarious Mom to one little one who recently went through a tough time. If you are having a rough Mommy day (or a daddy day, or anyone looking after little one day), I strongly recommend that you do read one or both of those posts. 

I needed both of these posts this morning to remind me that yes, things get tough. They are hard. Sometimes you want to give up. But, they are amazing little beings that you are shaping and helping grow. And it’s all worth it for those sweet amazing moments. Like hearing Alex tell his brother that he is his best friend. And hearing Nick reply with ‘Alex’ and giving him a hug. Those are the moments I live for. Those moments make the bad days and weeks worth it. 

Love, hugs and more to come later

You know it’s going to be a good day when….

Once a week, a couple ladies and I get together for coffee night. Last night we decided that wine night was a better idea. It was. Of course, after almost 3 glasses of wine, I was feeling pretty good. 

When I got home last night, Hubs agreed to get up with the kids through the night since I was obviously in no shape to get up with them, assuming I even heard them. 

The kids had a pretty good night. Zoey was up once (which for how she has been teething is good) And Nick was only up twice (which based on how he has been sleeping lately, is awesome) 

I slept through them. I didn’t hear them, at all. It was the best sleep I have had in a long time. I woke up at 6 this morning with the kids feeling good. I told Hubs that he should go back to bed and I would stay up with the kids. After I got the kids all settled and playing, I decided that I was going to have a cup of coffee. 

Having a cup of coffee in the morning while all three kids are up and Hubs is sleeping is impossible. If anything I get about half the cup before I get busy with the kids and then when I get back to my coffee it’s cold. Since I know this is going to happen, I just don’t care. I pour the coffee knowing I am likely only going to get to enjoy half of it. 


But this morning wasn’t like that. This morning I poured my coffee, sat down, turned on the computer and drank my coffee while catching up on some reading. With no interruptions. The kids all played together. I drank a whole cup of coffee. While it was hot. 

And that is how I know today is going to be a good day. 

Love, Hugs and more to come later!

They’re all against me.

A friend of mine just told me that she finally has her husband on board to try for baby number 3. Upon receiving her message, this is the conversation that went on in my home: 

M: Hey Honey, guess what?!?
H: What?
M: K just told me she got D on board for another baby.
H: Oh yea
M: Yea. We should have another one too, then K and I could be pregnant together again (She was pregnant when I was pregnant with Alex and Nick) 
H: No
M: (In a pretend whiny voice) But Honey, K is getting another baby, I want one toooooo!
H: K still needs to catch up to you. 
M: (I stick my tongue out at Hubs and turn to Alex) Hey Alex, do you want another baby?
A: No, Thank You. 
H: See, even the kids are on my side. 

Now, I should point out, that I don’t want to have anymore babies right now.  I am 100% happy and perfect with the three we have. I was joking around when I told Hubs we should have another one.  (Just so no one gets the wrong idea) But I have a feeling if K gets pregnant, baby fever is going to hit this Momma hard!

Love, hugs and more to come later!