Sharing is Caring

I am always encouraging my kids to share. And I feel like I am always reminding them. Which is why things like this warm my heart: 


Yep. This is Nick sharing his sucker with Zoey. And when he decided he didn’t want to share anymore: 


He gave her back her soother that he had actually taken out of her mouth to share the sucker. 

Love these kids to the moon and back. 

Love, hugs and more to come later!


Alex’s Monologue

Today when my brother got home from work he decided to be an awesome uncle and bring the boys home a box of 40 Timbits. 


The monologue that ensued was too funny not to share. 

‘Oh Elmo brought TimBits. Alex likes TimBits. Alex get off the couch. Alex open the box. Alex wants a chocolate one. Thank you Elmo. Alex likes TimBits. Bite. Mmm. Yummy. You want one Mom. No, Mom no have one. Yucky for Momma. Alex eat them. Alex have a white one. Elmo TimBit? Nooo. Not Elmo TimBit. Alex TimBit. Alex share TimBit with Nick. Oh Nick sleeping. No TimBit Nick. Alex’s TimBits. Zoey TimBit? *laughs* No Zoey, Zoey baby.’ 

This went on for a little while. There wasn’t much room for any of us to insert anything into his monologue. After eating about 3 TimBits, Alex decided he had enough and went back to playing with his dinosaurs. Now he is talking to them. Telling them that they have to ‘go to the other side and find another friend’ I think it means he is going to have to go through the toy box to find the other dinosaur, but who knows with this kid! 

(My brother’s name isn’t actually Elmo, it’s a nickname he got when he was working with my dad and there was more than person with his name. Since he was called Elmo at work, it became his name at home too and kind of stuck even though he is no longer working with my dad.) 


Love, hugs and more to come later!



The monkey in the middle

I might be over reacting. But I honestly, really and truly don’t think I am. My husband agrees with me. He’s upset to. Granted not as upset as I am, but I’m pregnant and I’m a mom. Of course I’m going to be more upset then he is. Right?

Okay so, so far this post is probably making no sense. So let me start at the beginning and explain exactly WHAT has me so upset. As you are all well aware, we are going to be having baby 3 next month. Currently we have 2 (that’s right everyone we have 2 kids right now although to some this seems to be a foreign concept) Anyways. I’m getting off track again. Let me try this again.

In December 2011 Alex turned one. Everyone was excited. The first grandbaby was turning a year old. He was spoiled. But most importantly the milestone was ACKNOWLEDGED. 

In December 2012 Alex turned two. Again everyone was excited. The first grandbaby was turning two.  He was spoiled. Again, most importantly, the milestone was ACKNOWLEDGED.

So now let’s go to March 2013. Nick turned one. Some people were excited. But some very key people seem to have the forgotten all together about my monkey who drew the straw of being in the middle. And this really pisses me off. It’s not about the presents. It’s not about the cake and the party. But Nick didn’t even get a card, or a happy birthday from some key people who should’ve remembered the milestone.

Now it’s not just the forgotten birthday that has led me to being so annoyed. It’s more then that. It’s a series of events leading up to it. Like back in February when someone who should’ve known better brought presents to the house for the kids and gave the wrapped ones to Alex to open, telling him they were his, and gave the pink stuff she had bought for Zoey to Nick to play with telling him he could play with them ‘until his sister was born’ (when called out on this she said the stuff Alex was opening was for both boys, but let’s face it once you tell a two year old that something is HIS he is not going to share very willingly)

Then there was this past weekend when we were visiting family. In this case it was all about a cookie and a pair of boots. But I was mad enough that we left after a very short visit.  The boys grandmother decided she was going to give Alex a cookie (after I said no, but as a grandparent it’s her right I suppose and I can let that go) When Alex was going to get one for Nick too (we work hard on encouraging Alex to share) she told him ‘oh no, Nick doesn’t need one’ BUT THEN BROUGHT ALEX INTO THE ROOM NICK WAS IN AND LET HIM EAT THE COOKIE IN FRONT OF HIS BROTHER. As for the boots. I guess while they were shopping they seen a cute pair of boots that they decided to buy. The boots however were too small for Alex, which I guess is who they were specifically shopping for since when I said they would likely fit Nick in the fall and they would be perfect for fall weather I was told ‘yes, but I was hoping they would fit Alex’ nothing these people buy is ever with Nick in mind. It’s always Alex (and now seemingly Zoey, since they are super excited about a grand daughter)

Really and truly, maybe I am wrong. But I am really upset that poor Nick seems to be forgotten about when we take the kids to visit certain people.  It’s being treated this way that gives middle children ‘middle child syndrome’ I grew up with 4 younger brothers and there was no sibling rivalry between us. EVER. We were all treated as equals. Which is how I am TRYING to raise my children. But it is really hard when Alex is learning some of his family members favor him over his brother.

Thankfully I’m not crazy and hubs sees this too. Now just to figure out how to deal with it! That’s my rant for the day.


Love, hugs and more to come later!