From our family to yours - HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!
For the first time in a long time, I feel truly grateful for and at peace with this crazy, imperfect thing I call my life. I suppose that comes with age and acceptance of the things I can not change.
For what it's worth, I pray you find the same inner peace today...
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Saturday morning sleepiness...
LOVE: A shiny new faucet - with pull out sprayer and included soap dispenser.
HATE: Spending money on a faucet when we had NOT been planning on it.
The joys of being an adult I suppose. Got home last night, started washing dishes (which was probably my first mistake) when all of a sudden water started spraying everywhere. Broken seal apparently. The guys went to the HD to get a new one, got it installed and there it sits looking beautiful.
Hmm...I guess it kind of makes the sink look dingy. But alas, my powers of persuasion were not strong enough to convince the hubby that we needed a new sink to match. My chances of the sink malfunctioning are slim to none, so I guess I'm stuck with it.
RANDOM SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT - ATTENTION DAYCARE PROVIDERS: There are these things called "cubbies". Each one is labeled with a child's name. It would be FABULOUS if you could actually put each child's jacket in the corresponding cubbie so I don't have to spend 15-20 minutes searching, only to find Rya's in Riley's cubbie and Keaton's in an unmarked cubbie in another room. Thanks. This concludes today's Random Service Announcement.
Hair Appointment in t-minus 3.5 hours. Ahhhh...ready for the frump to be gone and the va-va-voom to liven my look up a little. Pics to follow...
Happy Saturday everyone!
HATE: Spending money on a faucet when we had NOT been planning on it.
The joys of being an adult I suppose. Got home last night, started washing dishes (which was probably my first mistake) when all of a sudden water started spraying everywhere. Broken seal apparently. The guys went to the HD to get a new one, got it installed and there it sits looking beautiful.
Hmm...I guess it kind of makes the sink look dingy. But alas, my powers of persuasion were not strong enough to convince the hubby that we needed a new sink to match. My chances of the sink malfunctioning are slim to none, so I guess I'm stuck with it.
RANDOM SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT - ATTENTION DAYCARE PROVIDERS: There are these things called "cubbies". Each one is labeled with a child's name. It would be FABULOUS if you could actually put each child's jacket in the corresponding cubbie so I don't have to spend 15-20 minutes searching, only to find Rya's in Riley's cubbie and Keaton's in an unmarked cubbie in another room. Thanks. This concludes today's Random Service Announcement.
Hair Appointment in t-minus 3.5 hours. Ahhhh...ready for the frump to be gone and the va-va-voom to liven my look up a little. Pics to follow...
Happy Saturday everyone!
Friday, November 19, 2010
Good mood don't leave me now...
Not too bad for a Friday morning. Got up, got ready…all before either child made a peep. Got both kiddos up and dressed with minimal hassle. Well, except for the four poopy diapers I had to change for Keaton while trying to get Rya ready. Oh yes…I said FOUR poopy diapers. No constipation issues with this kid.
Two things that made me smile this morning:
1) We get downstairs and I notice one or both dog(s) has also had some poop issues…ON MY CARPET. **Sigh** So I told Rya to watch Keaton while I picked it up. Seconds later I was done and asked Rya where Keaton was. Her response: “I put him in the closet so he wouldn’t touch the poop.” I walk over, open the closet door and there he was…smiling up at me :)
2) Daycare had a wall of dinosaur art – a plate decorated with a dinosaur for each child. Each had a name, diet, and favorite activity. Most of the kids had diets of strawberries, bananas, or some other fruit for their dinosaur. Oh – not my little Ryasaurus. She was the ONLY one with a diet of PEOPLE! I’m so proud of my little carnivore..hehe ;)
Mama Mack’s thought of the day:
So, we’ve recently made some changes in the McCormack household. The TV has been a convenience for us for a long time – you get off work, you don’t get home until 6pm and now you have to fix dinner with two starving kids grabbing at your legs. TV was something that kept them occupied while Mom and Dad did their thing. It was easy to leave it on and watch while we ate. What we started noticing is that dinner was taking an hour to an hour and a half – all the while we had to constantly remind Rya to eat rather than watch TV. We made the decision that something had to be done. So – as of this past Sunday night, we no longer watch TV while we eat. We all sit at the table (Keaton in his highchair, lowered with the tray pushed under the table so he feels like a big boy) and TALK. Novel idea, right? Personally, I find it gives me more quality time with my kids and ultimately helps them eat better rather than being zombified by their favorite shows. It even gives me some time to talk with the hubby about our increasingly chaotic days – something we rarely get a chance to do when we’re in EVENING RUSH MODE.
The point of this all – as I sat with Roy and Rya on our bed last night before we shipped Rya off to her own room, we joked, we played, we talked…and I realized that for the first time in a long time, I was able to sit and enjoy my family rather than feeling rushed and hurried to meet some self-imposed deadline. It was FABULOUS. Maybe THAT is the ultimate point:
Deadlines and cleaning and planning can wait. Your family can’t. So take a deep breath, put those inner demons in their cages for a bit and just ENJOY!!!!
Happy Friday to all!!
Two things that made me smile this morning:
1) We get downstairs and I notice one or both dog(s) has also had some poop issues…ON MY CARPET. **Sigh** So I told Rya to watch Keaton while I picked it up. Seconds later I was done and asked Rya where Keaton was. Her response: “I put him in the closet so he wouldn’t touch the poop.” I walk over, open the closet door and there he was…smiling up at me :)
2) Daycare had a wall of dinosaur art – a plate decorated with a dinosaur for each child. Each had a name, diet, and favorite activity. Most of the kids had diets of strawberries, bananas, or some other fruit for their dinosaur. Oh – not my little Ryasaurus. She was the ONLY one with a diet of PEOPLE! I’m so proud of my little carnivore..hehe ;)
Mama Mack’s thought of the day:
So, we’ve recently made some changes in the McCormack household. The TV has been a convenience for us for a long time – you get off work, you don’t get home until 6pm and now you have to fix dinner with two starving kids grabbing at your legs. TV was something that kept them occupied while Mom and Dad did their thing. It was easy to leave it on and watch while we ate. What we started noticing is that dinner was taking an hour to an hour and a half – all the while we had to constantly remind Rya to eat rather than watch TV. We made the decision that something had to be done. So – as of this past Sunday night, we no longer watch TV while we eat. We all sit at the table (Keaton in his highchair, lowered with the tray pushed under the table so he feels like a big boy) and TALK. Novel idea, right? Personally, I find it gives me more quality time with my kids and ultimately helps them eat better rather than being zombified by their favorite shows. It even gives me some time to talk with the hubby about our increasingly chaotic days – something we rarely get a chance to do when we’re in EVENING RUSH MODE.
The point of this all – as I sat with Roy and Rya on our bed last night before we shipped Rya off to her own room, we joked, we played, we talked…and I realized that for the first time in a long time, I was able to sit and enjoy my family rather than feeling rushed and hurried to meet some self-imposed deadline. It was FABULOUS. Maybe THAT is the ultimate point:
Deadlines and cleaning and planning can wait. Your family can’t. So take a deep breath, put those inner demons in their cages for a bit and just ENJOY!!!!
Happy Friday to all!!
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Miss me?
Why is it that I always want to start a blog with ‘Life has been hectic’? I mean, it definitely has been, but couldn’t I type something a little more…dynamic? Something more like: ‘This whirlwind I call life has been interesting these last few months.’ Or maybe even ‘Life…the hectic frontier’….whoa – way too Star Trek! Or maybe it's because I have this hidden guilt for not posting a blog in forever. I know, forever is a bit dramatic, but that's where the guilt part comes in. Ya know, they’re right…less is more…
Busy. That one word has defined the last few months. Working, kids, hubby, holidays, etc. etc. Just seems like there are never enough hours in the day. Can you believe Thanksgiving is one week from today??? I mean, Christmas is practically TOMORROW! As we enter the busiest Holiday Season I can remember, I thought I should take a few minutes and update you all on my wonderfully imperfect children (I say it like that because – to be quite honest – I’m tired of everyone pretending like they have these perfect little lives/families. Mine’s not. Never has been. BUT…it’s mine and I kinda like it that way). Sorry, I got side tracked. Seems to be the order of business today!
So, first up – Rya Faith. She is going to be four in three months. Yes, FOUR! I warn other Mommy’s all the time about enjoying every second because the time goes too fast. This is the PERFECT example. My first born…our own little miracle…has been in our lives for almost four whole years now. I wouldn’t change a single second. I just wish it wouldn’t all pass by so stinkin fast. This past week I had a “parent/teacher conference” with her preschool teacher. Apparently they had given the students in the 4’s class (side note: she’s been in the 4’s class for the last 4-5 months or so…and remember, she’s not 4 until the end of Feb) anyways…the class was given a Pre-K readiness and a Kindergarten readiness test. She passed both with flying colors. Yeah, she’s a smarty pants. The teacher even commented that she can count to 26 – which apparently few kids in the class can do (UPDATE: I heard her count to 39 last night before she said "30-11" because she couldn't remember 40). There are still some social development things we need to work on…the bossiness, the not listening, and the temper she has all of a sudden, but I’m told those are all typical for the age and that when she finally does turn 4 it will be like someone flipped a switch and she’ll be “normal” again. (Another side note for you Mama’s out there – you always hear about the Terrible Two’s. Don’t believe them. It should really be called the TERRIBLE THREE’s! You’ve been warned). That’s where the “imperfect” part comes in. In the last few months she’s been a bossy, yelling one moment – crying the next, little girl who seems to think that SHE runs this family. It’s hard getting her to eat because she plays with her silverware…and her cup…and anything else that may be sitting in front of her. After bath she runs around like a wild woman and we fight to get her to listen. Usually the “I’m going to throw your Halloween candy away” does the trick, but I think she’s on to us already with that one. And sadly yes, we still have Halloween candy. Probably because they only get a piece a day and that’s if they’re good. Let’s see…what else. Her current favorite saying: “Oh my gosh Mom! That is so stinkin cute!” Yeah, she’s totally my daughter. May look like Daddy, but the attitude is all me (hence me not being surprised by the bossiness). I love you baby girl…bossiness and all!
On to Little Man - aka Keaton. The child who NEVER sits still. You may think I’m joking. I’m not. He is on-the-go nonstop. He climbs, he runs, he jumps, and he pushes. He even hit a little girl in the face with a handful of sand while we were at the zoo (luckily she had 2 older brothers at home so Mom wasn’t mad). He’s a little monster…but I love him. We had his 18 month check up on Tuesday. He is 26lbs (50%), 33.75inches (90%), with a head circumference of 19 (50%). He’s right on track with where he should be developmentally. We’re in full blown ‘No’ mode. He even does the hand motions (points the ‘mom’ finger and says No, No, No). He can say Mama, Dada, Rya (his favorite word), thank you, puppy, done, poopoo, Melmo (for Elmo), sit, and a few others. Most aren’t crystal clear – but I understand him. He also knows the signs for please, more, eat, and help. He can point to his nose, eyes, ears, mouth, tongue, teeth, belly button, fingers, toes and holds up his hands and feet. You know those really heavy doors they have in schools – the ones with the glass and push down handles - he can get those open and break free. Yes, this has happened at school. Even at home actually…walked right out the front door. Needless to say we now keep it locked at all times. We haven’t done much with the potty yet, though I’m thinking it’s about time to at least introduce it. He tells you ‘poopoo’ after he’s gone and is much more aware of when he’s going pee. Ugh…I’m really not looking forward to potty training again. I keep trying to convince Roy this one’s on him. I mean, how could I possibly teach the boy about how to keep the pee in the toilet and not all over everything else? He’s purposely ignoring me I’m sure.
And that folks – is life at the McCormack household. It’s crazy, it’s insane…but honestly, I don’t have time to worry about it. I’m just another busy Mother who loves her family and is blessed with a few great friends who make up for all of the others. Thank you (you know who you are). I think you’ve saved me – if only mentally. Find that cure for my exhaustion and I’ll be devoted to you for life.
My new vow – to do this more often. I mean, if I blogged more, maybe then they wouldn’t turn out so haphazard. Hmmm…no, they still would. I’ve got a bazillion thoughts running through this mind at any given point in time. So what if it flies off my fingers and splats into a bunch of words that have random breaks and thoughts. You know you like it…that’s why you read it. So stay tuned world…I’m making a blog comeback!
Busy. That one word has defined the last few months. Working, kids, hubby, holidays, etc. etc. Just seems like there are never enough hours in the day. Can you believe Thanksgiving is one week from today??? I mean, Christmas is practically TOMORROW! As we enter the busiest Holiday Season I can remember, I thought I should take a few minutes and update you all on my wonderfully imperfect children (I say it like that because – to be quite honest – I’m tired of everyone pretending like they have these perfect little lives/families. Mine’s not. Never has been. BUT…it’s mine and I kinda like it that way). Sorry, I got side tracked. Seems to be the order of business today!
So, first up – Rya Faith. She is going to be four in three months. Yes, FOUR! I warn other Mommy’s all the time about enjoying every second because the time goes too fast. This is the PERFECT example. My first born…our own little miracle…has been in our lives for almost four whole years now. I wouldn’t change a single second. I just wish it wouldn’t all pass by so stinkin fast. This past week I had a “parent/teacher conference” with her preschool teacher. Apparently they had given the students in the 4’s class (side note: she’s been in the 4’s class for the last 4-5 months or so…and remember, she’s not 4 until the end of Feb) anyways…the class was given a Pre-K readiness and a Kindergarten readiness test. She passed both with flying colors. Yeah, she’s a smarty pants. The teacher even commented that she can count to 26 – which apparently few kids in the class can do (UPDATE: I heard her count to 39 last night before she said "30-11" because she couldn't remember 40). There are still some social development things we need to work on…the bossiness, the not listening, and the temper she has all of a sudden, but I’m told those are all typical for the age and that when she finally does turn 4 it will be like someone flipped a switch and she’ll be “normal” again. (Another side note for you Mama’s out there – you always hear about the Terrible Two’s. Don’t believe them. It should really be called the TERRIBLE THREE’s! You’ve been warned). That’s where the “imperfect” part comes in. In the last few months she’s been a bossy, yelling one moment – crying the next, little girl who seems to think that SHE runs this family. It’s hard getting her to eat because she plays with her silverware…and her cup…and anything else that may be sitting in front of her. After bath she runs around like a wild woman and we fight to get her to listen. Usually the “I’m going to throw your Halloween candy away” does the trick, but I think she’s on to us already with that one. And sadly yes, we still have Halloween candy. Probably because they only get a piece a day and that’s if they’re good. Let’s see…what else. Her current favorite saying: “Oh my gosh Mom! That is so stinkin cute!” Yeah, she’s totally my daughter. May look like Daddy, but the attitude is all me (hence me not being surprised by the bossiness). I love you baby girl…bossiness and all!
On to Little Man - aka Keaton. The child who NEVER sits still. You may think I’m joking. I’m not. He is on-the-go nonstop. He climbs, he runs, he jumps, and he pushes. He even hit a little girl in the face with a handful of sand while we were at the zoo (luckily she had 2 older brothers at home so Mom wasn’t mad). He’s a little monster…but I love him. We had his 18 month check up on Tuesday. He is 26lbs (50%), 33.75inches (90%), with a head circumference of 19 (50%). He’s right on track with where he should be developmentally. We’re in full blown ‘No’ mode. He even does the hand motions (points the ‘mom’ finger and says No, No, No). He can say Mama, Dada, Rya (his favorite word), thank you, puppy, done, poopoo, Melmo (for Elmo), sit, and a few others. Most aren’t crystal clear – but I understand him. He also knows the signs for please, more, eat, and help. He can point to his nose, eyes, ears, mouth, tongue, teeth, belly button, fingers, toes and holds up his hands and feet. You know those really heavy doors they have in schools – the ones with the glass and push down handles - he can get those open and break free. Yes, this has happened at school. Even at home actually…walked right out the front door. Needless to say we now keep it locked at all times. We haven’t done much with the potty yet, though I’m thinking it’s about time to at least introduce it. He tells you ‘poopoo’ after he’s gone and is much more aware of when he’s going pee. Ugh…I’m really not looking forward to potty training again. I keep trying to convince Roy this one’s on him. I mean, how could I possibly teach the boy about how to keep the pee in the toilet and not all over everything else? He’s purposely ignoring me I’m sure.
And that folks – is life at the McCormack household. It’s crazy, it’s insane…but honestly, I don’t have time to worry about it. I’m just another busy Mother who loves her family and is blessed with a few great friends who make up for all of the others. Thank you (you know who you are). I think you’ve saved me – if only mentally. Find that cure for my exhaustion and I’ll be devoted to you for life.
My new vow – to do this more often. I mean, if I blogged more, maybe then they wouldn’t turn out so haphazard. Hmmm…no, they still would. I’ve got a bazillion thoughts running through this mind at any given point in time. So what if it flies off my fingers and splats into a bunch of words that have random breaks and thoughts. You know you like it…that’s why you read it. So stay tuned world…I’m making a blog comeback!
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