I used to think that it was great that Mark gave the kids baths every night. I mean really.. that's customarily the mom's job. Yet, my husband, without fail, loads the kids into the tub, scrubs them all over. He washes their hair and conditions Makena's. And, he brushes their teeth when they are done! Who could ask for more, really?
That is until tonight, when Makena says, "Daddy, I wanna go head first." Did she just say what I think she said? Mark, doesn't acknowledge the request. Makena repeats it. Mark ignores it. Over and over again this happens. Request, ignore, request, ignore. Makena goes in feet first, complaining the whole way.. "I WANNA GO HEAD FIRST!!!" Then finally, "shhh... you're gonna get me in trouble."
Really?!?!??! Head first... into the bath, Mark??? Are you kidding!?!?
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
Yet another attempt at catching up.
So much has happened the last several weeks, yet I have blogged nothing.
Makena
Let me begin with my little girl turning 4. A friend of mine, Beth, celebrated her daughter's birthday by taking her to get a manicure and pedicure. She suggested the idea for Makena and even offered to watch Kessler! It was so much fun; she was such a beautiful princess. I hope we can do it every year.
The following weekend was her party at Pump It Up. I really struggled with deciding where to have it. As much as I would love to be the hostess with the mostest, I'm not. I'm too much of a perfectionist and nothing can be perfect enough when the responbility lies with me. Not to mention our house is in shambles with our animal situation. (Dog in trash-cats/dog urinating at will anywhere, etc). So, a friend said, "have it at Pump It Up" and I said, "done. Pump It Up it is." Thanks Jennifer!
Though it was quite expensive, it was perfect. Makena and Kessler had a blast. 29 kids showed up which made me feel quite proud. I don't know why, exactly. But, it was sooo nice to have so many people there to share her special day. It was nice for me too. I'm slowly, but finally making some friends in the area and a lot of them made it. It was great.
Sonoma
The weekend before Mak's birthday party, I went away to Sonoma with a bunch of those friends. We stayed in a gorgeous house. I was having a blast until I totally crashed. I haven't been sleeping well.. for years really, but especially not the last several months. The few days before my trip were particularly bad. Either the kids, cats/dog, Mark, neighbor's dog.. something would wake me up. I've just become an extremely light sleeper. Anyway, I wasn't able to sleep in Sonoma either, at all. So, after two nights of total sleep deprivation on top of the previous sleep deprivation, I realized that I was close to losing my mind. (I texted Mark--held the phone to my ear for minutes waiting for him to answer.) Mark happened to be only 40 minutes away. (It seems that Superdad was taking the kids (almost 4 and almost 2) to Six Flags by himself. The day before he took them to the zoo.) So, he came and got me and I slept for 16 hours.
I'm so bummed that I didn't get to finish the trip. I haven't been around 18 chicks in one room since boot camp. Thank goodness this was nothing like boot camp. They were all so much fun.. I laughed so hard I cried.
My camera battery went dead after only a few photos, so this is all I have to show:
Six Flags
We went to Six Flags a few weeks back. It just needs to be mentioned; Kessler flippin' loves aquariums--LOVES THEM! He runs up to them, screams, points. When we finally leave he has a conniption fit, to say the least.
Samantha
The daughter (Samantha) of some friends or ours turned 3 a few weeks ago. We went to her party. Most of these photos are from there--not sure exactly when/where the rest are from and I'm too lazy to figure it out.
Kess' Moment of Introspection
I was trying to get some stuff done when I noticed that Kess was not in the office with me anymore. I could hear him talking, "truck.. truck.. car." This went on for several minutes until I decided I'd better check on him. I found him in Makena's room.
She has a window seat that faces the street. There's usually a heaping pile of stuffed animals there. If the kids are awake when Mark leaves for work, they'll race over to the window and cause an avalanche as they climb up so they can watch him leave. Well, Makena actually does it so she can say "bye-bye" to daddy's car, but I digress. On this particular day Kess decided to take in the sights of the 'hood while having a moment of reflection. I love the first photo.
Much more has happened, but to keep this post from getting anymore out of control I'll just mention two more stories.
I went to a playgroup last week. At one point Makena came to me and said, "come look at the koala". We needed to leave because I ordered groceries online and the window for their delivery was in 15 minutes. Anyway, I kind of blew her off as I scrambled to get her, Kess and Merlin herded to the car.
As we were driving away a squirrel ran across the street in front of us. Makena said, "the qual is soft." I said, "it is? How do you know?" "Because, I touched it." "When?" Just then I realized that "qual" sounds a lot like "Koala". Makena responded "with Sawyer". We had just left Sawyer at the park. So, I asked, "was the squirrel moving?" "No." Crap. My phone wasn't working so I played with it all the way home to get it working. I was finally able to call Lisa, Sawyer's mom. Sure enough, she checked and there was a dead squirrel where they had been playing. Lovely!!
It runs in the family. When I was doing my 16 hour marathon sleep session Mark was working at the kitchen table. Kessler came up and said, "Doggie, doggie, doggie." Mark tried to tune him out, as even Superdad's do sometimes. Kessler persisted with a pat on the leg. Mark finally relented. Kessler was holding a dead mouse.
Makena
Let me begin with my little girl turning 4. A friend of mine, Beth, celebrated her daughter's birthday by taking her to get a manicure and pedicure. She suggested the idea for Makena and even offered to watch Kessler! It was so much fun; she was such a beautiful princess. I hope we can do it every year.
The following weekend was her party at Pump It Up. I really struggled with deciding where to have it. As much as I would love to be the hostess with the mostest, I'm not. I'm too much of a perfectionist and nothing can be perfect enough when the responbility lies with me. Not to mention our house is in shambles with our animal situation. (Dog in trash-cats/dog urinating at will anywhere, etc). So, a friend said, "have it at Pump It Up" and I said, "done. Pump It Up it is." Thanks Jennifer!
Though it was quite expensive, it was perfect. Makena and Kessler had a blast. 29 kids showed up which made me feel quite proud. I don't know why, exactly. But, it was sooo nice to have so many people there to share her special day. It was nice for me too. I'm slowly, but finally making some friends in the area and a lot of them made it. It was great.
Sonoma
The weekend before Mak's birthday party, I went away to Sonoma with a bunch of those friends. We stayed in a gorgeous house. I was having a blast until I totally crashed. I haven't been sleeping well.. for years really, but especially not the last several months. The few days before my trip were particularly bad. Either the kids, cats/dog, Mark, neighbor's dog.. something would wake me up. I've just become an extremely light sleeper. Anyway, I wasn't able to sleep in Sonoma either, at all. So, after two nights of total sleep deprivation on top of the previous sleep deprivation, I realized that I was close to losing my mind. (I texted Mark--held the phone to my ear for minutes waiting for him to answer.) Mark happened to be only 40 minutes away. (It seems that Superdad was taking the kids (almost 4 and almost 2) to Six Flags by himself. The day before he took them to the zoo.) So, he came and got me and I slept for 16 hours.
I'm so bummed that I didn't get to finish the trip. I haven't been around 18 chicks in one room since boot camp. Thank goodness this was nothing like boot camp. They were all so much fun.. I laughed so hard I cried.
My camera battery went dead after only a few photos, so this is all I have to show:
Six Flags
We went to Six Flags a few weeks back. It just needs to be mentioned; Kessler flippin' loves aquariums--LOVES THEM! He runs up to them, screams, points. When we finally leave he has a conniption fit, to say the least.
Samantha
The daughter (Samantha) of some friends or ours turned 3 a few weeks ago. We went to her party. Most of these photos are from there--not sure exactly when/where the rest are from and I'm too lazy to figure it out.
Kess' Moment of Introspection
I was trying to get some stuff done when I noticed that Kess was not in the office with me anymore. I could hear him talking, "truck.. truck.. car." This went on for several minutes until I decided I'd better check on him. I found him in Makena's room.
She has a window seat that faces the street. There's usually a heaping pile of stuffed animals there. If the kids are awake when Mark leaves for work, they'll race over to the window and cause an avalanche as they climb up so they can watch him leave. Well, Makena actually does it so she can say "bye-bye" to daddy's car, but I digress. On this particular day Kess decided to take in the sights of the 'hood while having a moment of reflection. I love the first photo.
Much more has happened, but to keep this post from getting anymore out of control I'll just mention two more stories.
I went to a playgroup last week. At one point Makena came to me and said, "come look at the koala". We needed to leave because I ordered groceries online and the window for their delivery was in 15 minutes. Anyway, I kind of blew her off as I scrambled to get her, Kess and Merlin herded to the car.
As we were driving away a squirrel ran across the street in front of us. Makena said, "the qual is soft." I said, "it is? How do you know?" "Because, I touched it." "When?" Just then I realized that "qual" sounds a lot like "Koala". Makena responded "with Sawyer". We had just left Sawyer at the park. So, I asked, "was the squirrel moving?" "No." Crap. My phone wasn't working so I played with it all the way home to get it working. I was finally able to call Lisa, Sawyer's mom. Sure enough, she checked and there was a dead squirrel where they had been playing. Lovely!!
It runs in the family. When I was doing my 16 hour marathon sleep session Mark was working at the kitchen table. Kessler came up and said, "Doggie, doggie, doggie." Mark tried to tune him out, as even Superdad's do sometimes. Kessler persisted with a pat on the leg. Mark finally relented. Kessler was holding a dead mouse.
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