Sunday, December 15, 2013

Three Better Not Be Worse....

Recently I read this article about how three is worse than two. Honestly, with Raegan, there is no way. I will have to move away or send her off to boarding school if that is the case.

However, reading the points in the article, Raegan acts more like the three year old described than the two year old. So I am either happy because she acts like the "worse age" already and I should have nothing new to worry about later... or I can be scared that these traits will become completely amplified.

#1. Three year olds never shut up.

I love that Raegan is as verbal as she is. I really do. And most of the time it is completely adorable. But honestly, now she has gotten to the point where she tells us we are wrong, corrects things we say, and is starting to talk to Rory how we do. How endearing. We were driving in the car and were next to a coach bus. "What's that, Mommy?" That is a bus. "No, it's not. It's a truck." Then why did you ask? "You have an orange crayon." Actually I have a pink crayon. "No, it's orange." Okay... "Look, a skeleton!" That's a monster. "No, it's a skeleton."   I have to stop myself from arguing with my know-it-all two year old constantly. And who knew 2-year-olds knew how to talk back? Please be careful with that glass Christmas decoration Raegan. "I AM being careful...." The girl has a tude. Also, she can not handle when she has to wait to talk. So she continuously repeats herself over and over and over and over again, louder and louder until we acknowledge her. So annoying. And frustrating. Oh, and best of all.... Everything is a song. She sings her way through her day like a real-life member of Glee. "I'm pooping on the pooooooottttttyyyyyyy." "I'm eating my food, I'm eating my food..." These are just samples of the lyrics to her on-going collection off her soon-to-be released self-titled album.

#2. Temper Tantrums

This girl can tantrum with the best of them. They can be seriously intense. Screaming. Flailing. Head banging. We have been working on them, and they have gotten better. She is starting to understand our expectations of her and that she does not always get to do what she wants. We use deep breaths, time outs, breaks in her room to calm down, and ignoring. That is a post for another day.



#3. Picky Eaters

Raegan used to eat everything. Every veggie, fruit, meat, you name it, she loved it. It made mealtime easy.  She would just eat whatever we ate. Now, she is more picky. She could eat chicken and rice for every meal. She won't eat red meat. She will, however, eat fruit and at least take bites of veggies. If you ask her what her favorite food is she will say candy. Great parenting over here...

#4. Bath time

Currently, our new bath activity is pretending the bathtub is a pool. My kids take a bath together. It is a tiny tub. Picture Raegan sprawled out on her back practicing keeping her head back in the water while Rory tries to dodge her flailing legs while simultaneously wrestling with her. It's a beautiful site. And not very productive.

     

#5. Potty-trained

I was against potty-training early. Having diapers is SOOO much easier. It eliminates the "need to go right now" factor. Your life does not revolve around your child and their potty breaks. You do not have to constantly remember to remind her to go to the bathroom. You do not have to take breaks every hour no matter where you are in order to find a bathroom. You do not constantly live in fear that the one time she has an accident will be at the MOST inappropriate place. Raegan was a potty-training master. However, she is still young. She still has accidents. She still needs to be reminded to use the bathroom. So, basically her toileting needs control our lives.

#6. Grocery Shopping

Bringing our two-year old to the grocery store is chaotic. Gone are the days where she would sit in the cart and look around. Gone are the days where I could just hand her a snack and she would be occupied for a majority of the trip. Bringing Raegan to the store is a rare event because she consumes all energy you have for the day. Last time I brought her, she started off great in the little disease-infested car attached to the cart. "I want to drive, Mommy!" For the first couple minutes, she is cute as a button. She spins the wheel, sings to herself, and makes friends with everyone around. Almost everyone we pass looks at her like she is the most adorable thing in the world. I want to say to them, "Don't let her fool you, when you see us at the check-out line- you will get a glimpse of her true colors." When she is with us, I cannot spend more than 45 seconds looking at any given item. If so, she will get out of the car (last trip she had taken her shoes off in the car so she was now in the aisle with just socks) to try to "help" mommy. And by help, that means putting random items into the grocery cart. I spend half the trip figuring out where she got something so I can put it back on the shelf! One time, I got to the check-out line and found she had stashed three items in her car. She proceeded to give the items to the check-out lady herself so she could "buy them myself." For a little while I was able to occupy her by letting her get out of the cart every time I needed an item needed to be placed in the cart. I told her if she wanted to be a helper, she needed to stay in her car and when Mommy needed her help, THEN she could get out. This worked for most of the trip, but it also took FOR-EV-ER. Basically, never take a two-year-old to the grocery store. It is the worst.

#7. Picking out Clothes

Raegan is an extremely independent child. She knows what she wants. And she knows how to get it. She loves picking out her own clothes. Most times, I am able to manipulate her to wear what I want her to wear. Look how pretty this is. Let's wear sweatpants today. This is the only thing clean! Other times, it becomes a huge ordeal involving lots of tears, screams, and wrestling to get clothes on. Her favorite outfits usually involve mismatched pajamas. Here are a couple gems.

#8. Getting dirty

This is actually not an issue with us. She doesn't care either way- she could be dirty, clean. Whatever as long as she is doing whatever SHE wants to do (which is usually the opposite of what we want her to do.)

#9. Doing Things Themselves

Like I said earlier, my child knows everything and knows how to do everything. Her new thing is lights. She has to be the one to turn the lights on and off. But usually this involves finding a stool so she can reach them. Seriously, sometimes I hate her independence because it makes EVERYTHING a production. She has put her own socks and shoes on. She has to pick out which shoes and underwear to wear. Not only that, but she has to take part in EVERYTHING that we do. If we are cooking, she has to help. If we are on a computer, "I want to type, too!" She has to help walk the dogs. She has to buckle her own seat belt in her car seat. This is the age where parents BEG for alone time... even if it is just to use the bathroom! Gross- one time she even offered to help wipe me. Ummm no.

#10. Manipulation

Raegan is the queen manipulator. She knows exactly who she can get what from. She knows how far she can go. And she is constantly testing this level. She knows how and when to be cute. She knows exactly how long she can whine before we get so frustrated we just give in. If you ever need something done, talk to Raegan. She will figure out a way to get it done. Don't get me wrong- this is an awesome trait. I am extremely proud that she has the brains and the guts to be such an asshole. But, I would rather not be the one being manipulated. As parents, we have to CONSTANTLY be on our toes because she is always one step ahead of us. She totally owns both me and my husband. I am sure she will continue to manipulate us (some times without us even knowing) for a lonnnnnnng time.

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Raegan First Year Video

I have been spending all of my free time recently working on Raegan's first year video.

Enjoy!


Sunday, November 17, 2013

From one baby to two... Leaving the house

Leaving the House

With one baby: Make sure the diaper bag is stocked with a couple diapers, a snack, and maybe a bottle. Carry the kid to the car, strap her in, and drive away.

With two babies: Make sure the diaper bag is stocked with enough essentials for both of them. Snacks, sippy cup, extra clothes for one. Bottle, diapers, wipes, snacks, food for the other. Look everywhere for keys. Raegan has them. Put shoes and coat on one kid. She walks away. Put shoes and coat on other child. He crawls away. Realize Raegan has already taken her shoes and socks off. Put shoes and socks back on. Notice Rory is working on taking his shoes off. Put them back on. Gather supplies and Rory in your arms. Where is my phone?!? Raegan is in the other room watching a video on the phone. Try to take it. Starts screaming. Try to lure her out the door by promising a snack. She chooses the one that makes the biggest mess. Fine, whatever- let's just get out of here. You are now 10 minutes late because who would have thought it would take that long to get shoes on and walk out the door. Oh yea... it happens every day so basically you are an idiot. You carry the diaper bag and Rory while trying to get Raegan to walk somewhat faster than a snail's pace to the car. She stops to look at everything on the way. You just keep moving and start strapping Rory into the car seat while keeping an eye on Raegan slowly coming down the front steps naming everything she sees. "Look at that tree, Mommy!" Yes, great. I love that you are so verbal- please hurry up and get into the car. Once Rory is strapped in, you go and pick up Raegan to put her in the car. Cue tantrum. "I WANT TO WALK!" You do not give in, which just makes the situation worse. One of the first things a child learns is how to resist a car seat. They learn this at birth. They are experts. The reason kids take so long to learn to read or walk or talk or anything else is because they use all their brain cells figuring out the best way to maneuver their bodies so it is IMPOSSIBLE to strap them into a car seat. Anyway, by now Raegan's body is bent so far backward that it takes two hands to push her hips into the seat, leaving no hands to quickly bring the straps around her arms. Finally after about five minutes and repeated bribes and threats, she is strapped in and the two of you are exhausted. Rory witnessed the entire episode and is now crying because he hates being stationary in the car for more than 30 seconds. You give him the pacifier, give Raegan her snack (even though she does not deserve it) and get ready to drive off. However, you look at the time, see that you are now almost 30 minutes late and realize you are so late it is pointless to even go anymore.


Up soon, from one kids to two: mealtime and bedtime. Reliving this just made me too exhausted....




Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Traveling with Babies

We just got back from a mini-road trip to visit Great-Grandma and Great-Grandpa and to shower our new baby cousin with lots of love! Before reading this post, keep in mind I am EXTREMELY lucky to have two children who are amazing travelers. I don't know if it is because we started going on long road trips and plane rides before they were 2 months old or if they just love being in the car, but we are very lucky.

This is what our typical road trip is like:

One minute into the ride. "Fruit snacks pwease!" We hand over the fruit snacks. Obviously we do not want to start the trip with a tantrum. Car trips are not the time to parent and discipline. When the toddler is happy, everyone is happy.

Three minutes later, "Snack pwease. Need teddy grahams!" Okay, we actually made it out of our neighborhood! Sure, have some teddy grahams.

By now, Rory is already asleep. We made it to the highway. "Want drink! Want Mommy's drink!" No, you can't have Mommy's drink. Here is your water. "Need ice in my water, Mommy." Uh oh. We don't have ice, baby. Just drink your water. "Okay!" Ahh, disaster averted.

Once the snack and water situation is handled, we make sure she has a couple toys to play with. Raegan will sit in her car seat playing with toys and singing to herself. Finally some peace to enjoy the ride. We turn on the music. "Want MY music, Mommy!" Ahhh. Okay. The itsy bitsy spiderrrrr went up the water spout. We are about 10 miles away from home. Is it too late to turn around and forget about the whole thing??

After one or two songs, Raegan forgets about HER music and continues to play with her toys. We quickly turn off the music before we all go insane. Time to relax.

"Waaaaa!" Rory wakes up and is hungry. Oh, look. We actually made it to Delaware! When he was still nursing, we were lucky to ever make it out of Maryland before he needed to eat. Now it is amazing because he can eat food pouches and snacks and fruit.

We make a quick decision. Keep him satisfied for the short term or stop and eat an actual lunch. Why prolong it? We stop for a food and bathroom break.

Ok, back on the road. We are good now. Everyone has been fed and cleaned. The rest of the trip is usually pretty uneventful. Raegan plays, Rory sleeps. Everyone is happy. Usually we are good for the rest of the trip- at least until the very end. Only once (during a 11 hour trip) have we had to use the ipad or a movie to keep them happy. Having a passenger is awesome to entertain with peek-a-boos, singing, tickling, feeding, talking, and anything else the toddler demands.

The worst part about traveling is all of the STUFF you need to bring. Our family lives all over the place. We are always taking long weekends to visit them. I think there should be a rule: If you want us to visit you, you need to have a few of the essential items at your house so we do not need to travel with them. Anyone that has even the smallest chance of having a baby come stay at their house should have a pack and play, some sort of high chair, a baby gate, a few toys, and books. Okay, I am kidding but that really would be nice.

So, for most road trips, the back of the car is stocked with a pack n play, a travel high chair, a bag of toys and books, a bag of baby food, formula, eating utensils, sippy cups, snacks, and bibs, their suitcase of clothes, and a bag of other necessities such as diapers, wipes, monitors, etc.  It is border-line embarrassing making three trips bringing things into someone's house for a weekend trip. Kids should not need this much stuff.

Another difficult part of traveling: Sleeping. Babies need consistency in their lives. Traveling creates such chaos in their lives. They don't sleep in their own beds. They don't sleep at the normal times. They don't sleep in their normal rooms. They get used to falling asleep in the car. Also, bedtime and nap time routines are completely thrown off. If you are staying at someone's house, you want to be as minimally disruptive as possible. You don't want your kids to be screaming themselves to sleep. But, you also don't want to spend the whole night laying next to them in order for them to fall asleep. If you are in a hotel, you have to be as quiet as possible as you have to stay in the room they are sleeping in. These factors lead you to let them stay up later than they are used to, which makes bedtime (and transitioning to the regular routine at home) that much worse. There is nothing worse than an overtired kiddo. And when traveling, there is no good solution.

Basically, traveling sucks- even when your kids are amazing little travelers. For parents, it is stressful and extremely exhausting. But, for some reason, it doesn't stop me from needing to get away with the kids every couple months!



Tuesday, October 29, 2013

One Morning in Crazytown

They say things happen in threes... Let's hope that is true. Life has been crazy. Times three.

Last week, I needed an emergency appendectomy. Great. Just when Chris starts a new job, he has to take off to be with me at the hospital and to watch the kiddos since I am not allowed to lift anything. Strike one.

Next, Ginger develops an infection in her anal sac. Yum. It's as awesome as it sounds. A trip to the vet, medications, spray for her butt. Strike two.

Finally, we think things are returning to normal. We had amazing family helping us out for the week. I was beginning to feel more like myself. Cue strike three.

Sunday night: Colds all around. Raegan went to bed okay. Rory not so much. Up every half hour or so. Doesn't want to eat. Runny Nose. Yuck. Finally sleeping at 11 pm. Ahhh sleep.

2 am. Screams. "MY EAR! MY EAR!" Awesome. Just wonderful. Bring Raegan into our bed. She falls right asleep.

An hour later. Chris yelling "Ouch! What is on my back?!" He has no idea Raegan is in our bed. Oops. She is pretending to sleep and fake snoring. Good one. Won't go back to sleep. Bring her back to her own bed. Back to sleep for everyone.

5 am. More screams. Bring her back to our bed. Won't go to sleep. Hand her the iPad. Half watches CareBears. Pukes in our bed. Chris teaches her to puke in the toilet. Poor baby girl.

7 am. Trying to make doctor's walk-in sick hours. Thirty-something degrees out. Winter coats, hats, and mittens for all. Figure out how to pile both into the car alone with minimal lifting.

Pull into doctor's office parking lot. Hear puking sounds from the back. Run and get her out of the car. Pukes in parking lot. All over coat, shirt, and shoes.

Carry both kids into doctor's office. Check in. Strip Raegan of her clothes. She proceeds to run around the office in only pants and socks. Finds pumpkin full of lollipops. Wants one. Throws a fit. Snot everywhere. She is THAT kid. Receptionist holds Rory so I can help Raegan calm down. See the doctor, ear infection in one ear. Check Rory just to be sure. Just a cold. For now.

Send prescription to Wegman's. Two kids asleep in the car. Family nap in the Wegman's parking lot. It's not even 10 am.

Rory wakes up screaming. It smells like crap. Oh, it is crap. Change Rory's diaper. Poop all over his pajamas. Extra set of clothes is the wrong season. Wipe off with just a wipe for now. Wake up Raegan to go into the store. One with poopy pajamas. One with pukey pajamas.

Finally home. Change clothes, eat a small breakfast, play a little before Chris picks us up to go to Mommy's follow-up appointment. The surgeon makes sure I am not lifting things- like my 18 and 24 pound children.

Anddddd the rest of the day seems uneventful compared to the morning.





Monday, October 14, 2013

Fall Crafts

Pumpkins

For this activity, I cut out the orange pumpkin shapes, the stems, and the shapes for the face.
I first modeled how to draw the lines of the pumpkin creases with a black crayon. I assisted Rory with drawing these, but Raegan was able to draw hers independently.
I then modeled how I would put on my stem, eyes, mouth, and nose.
Raegan created her own masterpiece while I helped Rory glue his features on.
I think they came out great!! 

Working on Colors: Yellow- Finger Painting

For this activity, I drew the outline of the sun. We were working on the color yellow. Raegan does not like getting her hands dirty at all, so working with fingerpaints was a huge accomplishment for her. Every time she got more paint she asked for a paper towel to wash it off.
I have not made baby-friendly finger paints yet so Rory did not really participate in this activity. I tried to get him to hold the yellow dot stamper for his sun, but he just wanted to eat the paper. Raegan decided to use the dot stamper instead. She even took a picture of her work using my phone!


 Making an Apple Tree!

For this activity, I cut out the outlines of the tree trunk with white paper. Raegan painted the tree trunk brown using a regular paint brush.
I also cut out multiple green circles for her to glue together to make the leaves. Lastly, she used the red dot stamper to make apples in the tree. She also wanted to add some red pom poms.


Sunday, October 13, 2013

Weekly Recap: The Last Two Weeks


It has been a very busy last couple of weeks...

We turned two years old!!
We got a new bike!

And balloons!!!
And cupcakes!!!
We got an awesome train set! 
We loved opening our presents!
We went to the corn maze! 




We became a veterinarian. 
 We learned to climb the stairs.......
 We loved opening birthday cards!
 We got to play with Mommy's old stuffed animals!

We rode in our wagon. 
We went to the playground.
We threw a tantrum.
We watched Beauty and the Beast.
We hung on for dear life. 
We went in our new tunnel.

We got really good at standing.


We had tea parties. 

 
We were the cutest ever.


We had more awkward sleeping positions.