Monday, February 21, 2011

Clean-Up on Aisle 5

We had a pretty busy day yesterday. Jason actually had a weekend day off since he had to work at least part of both of his normal days off. We headed over to Berkeley, had lunch, and went to Adventure Playground at the Berkeley Marina. It's a cool park built completely out of scrap wood and donated items.

Ella was a little whiny and seemed kind off all day, but nothing too serious. We had been promising the girls ice cream all day, so after having dinner at home we went back out for an ice cream run. The girls picked their flavors and we were sitting down at a table while Jason was placing our order. All of a sudden, Ella starts crying and saying her tummy hurts. I asked her if she had to go potty and picked her up to head for the bathroom.  I got about two step before she thew up over my shoulder all over the floor.

I was expecting to feel completely embarrassed over my child throwing up all over the ice cream shop, but surprisingly I wasn't. I was pretty sure everyone in the store was thinking we were crazy parents taking our sick child to get ice cream. Other than that, I was pretty much going, "oh well, nothing I can do about it." Jason asked for a mop to clean up, we got a lid for Ella's ice cream, and we tipped the kid working a couple dollars.

I am super happy that Ella was fine for he rest of the night and seems completely well this morning. I don't know what was going on with her, but I have to say that was pretty much the easiest stomach bug we've ever had. What I realize is that being a mother has given me almost complete immunity to embarrassment. I guess when you've been spit up on, pooped on, thrown up on, had many spilled beverages, and things knocked off shelves, you begin to be able to let these things go. Of course I would rather these things not happen in public, but it's not always possible or in my control. If it happens we do our best to fix it and move on!

Friday, February 18, 2011

These Kids Really Need Supervision


Seriously, I left the room for a few minutes and they were creating a smorgasbord of junk food when I came back! Ella was on the table and they were in the formal dining room of all places. They had moved their plates from the kitchen. Don't these kids know we only eat in there for special occasions! I take no responsibility for the Cheetos and Cheez-Its. They got those from the pantry all on their own.

It was kinda cute and creative, though, how they stood up the Cheetos in ice cube trays.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Valentine's Day Date at Home

My husband and I are not really into making a big deal about Valentine's Day. I can't really ever remember it being that important to me, although I really don't get that excited about birthdays or anniversaries either. We usually get each other a card and sometimes a small gift.

The last two years the girls have been pretty excited about it. This year we made some valentines for their grandparents and cousins, made heart shaped cupcakes, and they exchanged valentines with their classmates at preschool. They were very enthusiastic about showing me each valentine they received and telling me who it was from.

This year I wanted to make it a little bit special for my hubby because I think he sometimes gets a little disappointed in how little interest I have in celebrating these things. I didn't want to get a babysitter and try to go out on a busy night so I thought I would set up a date night at home.

I started dinner in the crock pot, beef stew, while the girls were still in school. At around 5:30, I took them to a McDonalds with a play area for dinner and to wear them out. Payton met a really nice little girl who was probably about 5 or 6 years old and had a great time playing with her. I love how wherever we go she seems to meet friends with ease. We stayed until about 6:45 and then went home and they went straight to bed easily.

The hubs got home a little after 8 pm, which is actually pretty early for him. (Have I mentioned his crazy work hours!) He was really surprised that the girls were already sound asleep in their beds and I had dinner for just the two of us and a bottle of champagne chilled. For dessert we had the Shari's Berries that were his gift to me. They are incredible chocolate covered strawberries. It was actually really nice to just have some quiet time at home.

Our Valentine's Day was such a success that I'm thinking we need to do this at least once a month. It really doesn't take any effort to get the kids to bed a little early and actually plan to spend some time together. So, new tradition in our house will be date night at home. Now I just need to work on getting us to go out every  once in awhile!

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Silver

Whenever I cook in the toaster oven I always line the tray with aluminum foil. So today I was about to put in a few chicken nuggets for Ella and she says, "Take these off the silver. I want to pick my own!" (Did I mention how crazy she is about doing every little thing by her self? She's obsessive.) I said, "Sweetie, do you know this stuff is called foil?"  She replied, "No it's not, it's silver."

Okay. Foil will now and further more be known as silver. My three year old has spoken.

Friday, February 11, 2011

5 Question Friday

I'm linking up for for the first time to participate in 5 Question Friday hosted by Mama M over at My Little Life http://fivecrookedhalos.blogspot.com/. Here it goes!
1. Would you rather be on ABC's Extreme Home MakeOver or TLC's What not to Wear?
I would most definitely rather be on Extreme Home MakeOver. I'm fine with my clothes. I think I dress pretty well in general. As a stay at home mom, I do sometimes wear sweats all day. If I'm going out I think I clean up pretty well and have stylish outfit options. What I really need to work on is fixing my hair on a daily basis. I really do the ponytail too often!

Anyway, back to why I'd rather have my house made over. Seriously, the houses they do are amazing!! I can always sprouse up my wardrobe on my own, but I could never make my house that cool all by myself.

2. Do you have any tattoos?
No tattoos here. I could never think of something that I would want on my body forever. I'm just not that creative. Now even  if I did think of some really amazing tattoo I don't think I would get it. I feel like the time for tattoos is kind of past.

3. Do you tell your kids about things you did growing up?
Not that much yet. I feel like I will as they get older. As they experience things in life I will tell them about similar things that I went through. I hope I always have a close relationship with my girls and I think an important part of that will be sharing about my life before I was their mom.

4. If the traffic signal turns yellow, do you stop or speed up?
Usually speed up. I really would not want to sit through the red light if I was that close!

5. What's your preference: chocolate or chips?
For snacking I prefer salty over sweet, but I'm not that big on chips. I do love some good dark chocolate.



Monday, February 7, 2011

Dancing Dolls

The girls started a ballet and tap dance class at the beginning of January. I have to say that this is the cutest age for a dance class. The little girls can pretty much just stand there in their leotards and tights and be adorable whether they get any steps right or not.

Their teacher, Ms. Judy, is really impressed with this class. They are her youngest students and they are all amazingly focused and really try to do all the steps. They are working on two routines that they will perform at a recital in July. Every week she says that she would be pleased if they were doing this well by May.

At the end of each class the parents come into the room so the children can demonstrate their dances. They start each dance sitting with leg crossed with hands on their hips. Ms. Judy tells them that they have to pretend they are dancing dolls that don't come alive until the music starts. Payton is very competitive so she always wants to be the first to jump up. I keep reminding her that the goal is for the class to do the steps all together, but she has it in her head that she needs to be first.