So today at the store we each got a treat to eat on the way home. Syd got Smarties (from my purse), Aubree got bubble gum (because we ran out) and I got a Lindt white chocolate truffle (because they are to die for).
We were each enjoying our little yummy and I said,
"This chocolate tastes like Heaven."
Aubree thought about that for a second and then said,
"My gum tastes like Jesus."
I thought that was pretty cute and was chuckling about it but Aubree was a little embarassed and didn't want me to share it with Scott. I love having cute little girls.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Syd's Affection
Just a quick thing about cute little Syd. She is so much more affectionate than Aubree. Aubree isn't into hugging and being close. She likes her space. Sydney, on the other hand, still loves to be held and will just throw her arms around my neck to give me a big hug and say Mommy. I love it. I try to enjoy the moment because I'm sure she won't be like this forever. I just want to remember what a sweet affectionate little 1 year old she is.
Tires, Tires, Tires
Lately, we haven't had the best of luck with tires. On April 1st (April Fools Day) I hit something in the road and destroyed the front passenger tire. Scott came to the rescue and put the spare on and got us to a tire store. Luckily he didn't even question it being an April Fools Day joke. The ironic thing is as I was trying to find someplace to pull over I passed 2 different tire stores. Oops, I panicked.
About a week ago I ran over a screw or bolt or some object in the road that wasn't suppose to be there. I thought I heard a clicking noise so immediately I pulled over to check it out. I didn't see anything and the tires all seemed fine.
Later that same day I was going to clean the car. I went to pull it out and sure enough it was flat as a pancake. Again, my heroic husband took care of things so we could once again have transportation.
Today we met Ann at the store and she thought something was wrong with one of her tires. As we were checking them out we couldn't find anything wrong with the one she thought was bad but we noticed little wires coming out the back tires and it was as bald as bald. If I know it's bald that's pretty bad. Ann decided she needed to get the car into a tire store.
As we were sitting in the van waiting for Ann to drop her car off Aubree was telling Ty everything there is to know about tire stores. She told him we always go to the tire store and something to the effect of that's where you go when you have tire problems. As Ann walked out with a guy to check out her tires Aubree said, "See Ty-Ty, that's the tire boy." She felt so knowledgeable about the whole situation.
It's amazing how much they observe and learn just by living. I had to laugh at how important Aubree felt because she knew so much about broken tires.
About a week ago I ran over a screw or bolt or some object in the road that wasn't suppose to be there. I thought I heard a clicking noise so immediately I pulled over to check it out. I didn't see anything and the tires all seemed fine.
Later that same day I was going to clean the car. I went to pull it out and sure enough it was flat as a pancake. Again, my heroic husband took care of things so we could once again have transportation.
Today we met Ann at the store and she thought something was wrong with one of her tires. As we were checking them out we couldn't find anything wrong with the one she thought was bad but we noticed little wires coming out the back tires and it was as bald as bald. If I know it's bald that's pretty bad. Ann decided she needed to get the car into a tire store.
As we were sitting in the van waiting for Ann to drop her car off Aubree was telling Ty everything there is to know about tire stores. She told him we always go to the tire store and something to the effect of that's where you go when you have tire problems. As Ann walked out with a guy to check out her tires Aubree said, "See Ty-Ty, that's the tire boy." She felt so knowledgeable about the whole situation.
It's amazing how much they observe and learn just by living. I had to laugh at how important Aubree felt because she knew so much about broken tires.
Bad Parenting
The other day I guess you could say I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Thinking exercise would help matters I went downstairs to do the eliptical. Of course while you are doing those things you constantly watch the time, distance, calories etc.... I feel like I'm always counting down the time until I'm done. Anyway, I got started and was going pretty good.
Aubree came down to join me and she did the wrong thing. She touched the cord on the machine which, as of recent, has a short in it. It is extremely temper mental and if touched you lose all your info. That's exactly what happened and I got on her pretty good. I said something to the effect of, "I told you not to touch that cord yesterday! Now leave!"
With tears streaming down her face she headed off to find her Dad. She cried until he left for work. At the time I felt a little bad but I was still frustrated with the situation. Eventually throughout the day we both forgave each other and went on with life.
The following morning as I went for the eliptical again Aubree asked, "Mommy, what's the cord?" This is when I felt terrible about the previous morning. I realized she didn't know what I was telling her not to touch. I'm glad she is such a forgiving little girl. I guess you could say she teaches me as much as I teach her.
Aubree came down to join me and she did the wrong thing. She touched the cord on the machine which, as of recent, has a short in it. It is extremely temper mental and if touched you lose all your info. That's exactly what happened and I got on her pretty good. I said something to the effect of, "I told you not to touch that cord yesterday! Now leave!"
With tears streaming down her face she headed off to find her Dad. She cried until he left for work. At the time I felt a little bad but I was still frustrated with the situation. Eventually throughout the day we both forgave each other and went on with life.
The following morning as I went for the eliptical again Aubree asked, "Mommy, what's the cord?" This is when I felt terrible about the previous morning. I realized she didn't know what I was telling her not to touch. I'm glad she is such a forgiving little girl. I guess you could say she teaches me as much as I teach her.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
The Train Ride
Nothing seemed like more fun than a free ride on the new Front Runner Train. It makes a round trip from Ogden to Salt Lake with various stops in between. Since it is new they are letting people ride for free. Ann and I couldn't wait to take our kids on the "Choo Choo Train".
Even though it was the last day of April and it wasn't raining it was very cold. This didn't stop the kids excitement as they were about to ride a real train.
While waiting we also got to see a Union Pacific train go right next to us. Ty waved to the freight train the entire time it passed. Aubree and Ty were just excited to be sooo close to a train.
As we boarded we had no idea the amount of people that thought the free train ride was a great idea too. Every seat was taken on the ground floor so we headed for the stairs just to find out all the seats were taken on top too.
Luckily Ann is pregnant and she was holding Paige so someone took pity on us and gave us their seats. At the next stop a few people left we moved to a section that was empty. That meant I only had to hold Syd on my lap and Aubree got her own seat. We were having a great time watching everything go past.
After a few stops we decided it was so close to lunch time so we'd get off and grab the next train heading back. We thought this was a good idea. Just as we got off we were able to board the train back.
As we entered it was obvious this train was even more crowded than the last one. There were no seat available. Someone did move and gave Ann and I two seats. That's when Syd decided to throw the biggest fit of her life. Nothing would calm her down. She just wanted to lay on the floor and scream. I tried to pick her up but that just made her cry harder.
It was the longest ride of my life. Everybody was wondering what was going on. The old ladies on the train just kept giving me this disgusted "can't you stop her" look. I was embarrased and there was nothing I could do but sit and pretend everything was under control.
I am writing this so that I can remember a few things:
*free day is not always the best time for train rides
*don't take your child in public when they are cutting 4 teeth at once
*don't stare at a mother with young kids and think they are a terrible mother when I become the old lady
Of course as soon as we got in the car Sydney was fine. I guess she just wanted to get off the train. I actually missed having a car seat I could strap her in while we were riding. I'm not sure if we'll ever attempt another train ride in the next ten years but it was definitely a ride to remember.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
An Embarrasing Moment (warning...graphic)
This past week I have realized sometimes as a mother you have to swallow your pride and smile. Sydney has caused me to go red in the face and want to get out of public as soon as possible this week.
This was probably as much my fault as it was Syd's. One morning Ann phoned to let me know Ty had been throwing up the evening before. I was just glad my kids were doing okay.....that was until about 4 pm. I had been cleaning house all day, including mopping the floor. As I was finishing vacuuming I heard a funny noise and I said, "Aubree is Syd okay...."
I then peeked my head out of my door just in time to see Syd with her back to the couch and puke all over the place and she was letting more fly. All her breakfast and lunch came hurling out. To top things off she slipped and fell in the throw-up....(I guess I should've warned this may get graphic). She was crying and I was a little sad my clean floor was no longer clean. I also felt bad she wasn't feeling well I told Aubree to stay there until I got everything cleaned up. I then proceeded to walk through the puke to pick up Syd and rush her to the bathroom.
My footprints could be seen from the scene of the crime to the bathtub. Anyway, we got things cleaned up and Syd was doing much better. I decided the best thing would be to go outside and play for a little bit in case Syd decided she wasn't through.
She did really well and seemed to be feeling much better. My mom stopped by for a quick visit after going to the doctor. Scott wasn't going to home until around 8 pm (on his birthday) so we decided to go and get something to eat.
As they asked if our order was to stay or go I thought about my clean house and decided to stay. Upon reflection, coming home would've been much better. We began eating and Syd was eating really well but Aubree wasn't eating much and getting ornery. The next thing we knew Syd walked over to my mom and as bent to pick her up she threw-up again all over mom and the floor.
I then realized how embarrasing it is when your child throws-up in a restaurant. People are trying to eat and it isn't exactly appetizing to watch someone throw up. Luckily it didn't smell too bad but still it was all over. I quickly grabbed napkins and began wiping the floor. I told Mom to just take Syd and get to the car. Aubree and I would be out in a minute.
After wiping a few more "chunks" things looked much better. I couldn't get out of there fast enough. Looking at Mom in the car I realized her black pants were covered. I think she just wanted to get home. I gave her a towel to put over her legs in the car and she went home.
Both girls just wanted to go to bed even though it was only 7 pm. Happily I put them both down and relayed my story to Scott. All seemed well until about 11:40 pm when Aubree was crying and Scott said, "Did she throw-up?" Sure enough she too had caught the bug and threw up all over her bed and floor.
Another bath later, some laundry and major wiping of the floor and everyone was again clean. Luckily that was the last of the trauma. I learned it is extremely embarrasing to have your child throw up in a restaurant.
This was probably as much my fault as it was Syd's. One morning Ann phoned to let me know Ty had been throwing up the evening before. I was just glad my kids were doing okay.....that was until about 4 pm. I had been cleaning house all day, including mopping the floor. As I was finishing vacuuming I heard a funny noise and I said, "Aubree is Syd okay...."
I then peeked my head out of my door just in time to see Syd with her back to the couch and puke all over the place and she was letting more fly. All her breakfast and lunch came hurling out. To top things off she slipped and fell in the throw-up....(I guess I should've warned this may get graphic). She was crying and I was a little sad my clean floor was no longer clean. I also felt bad she wasn't feeling well I told Aubree to stay there until I got everything cleaned up. I then proceeded to walk through the puke to pick up Syd and rush her to the bathroom.
My footprints could be seen from the scene of the crime to the bathtub. Anyway, we got things cleaned up and Syd was doing much better. I decided the best thing would be to go outside and play for a little bit in case Syd decided she wasn't through.
She did really well and seemed to be feeling much better. My mom stopped by for a quick visit after going to the doctor. Scott wasn't going to home until around 8 pm (on his birthday) so we decided to go and get something to eat.
As they asked if our order was to stay or go I thought about my clean house and decided to stay. Upon reflection, coming home would've been much better. We began eating and Syd was eating really well but Aubree wasn't eating much and getting ornery. The next thing we knew Syd walked over to my mom and as bent to pick her up she threw-up again all over mom and the floor.
I then realized how embarrasing it is when your child throws-up in a restaurant. People are trying to eat and it isn't exactly appetizing to watch someone throw up. Luckily it didn't smell too bad but still it was all over. I quickly grabbed napkins and began wiping the floor. I told Mom to just take Syd and get to the car. Aubree and I would be out in a minute.
After wiping a few more "chunks" things looked much better. I couldn't get out of there fast enough. Looking at Mom in the car I realized her black pants were covered. I think she just wanted to get home. I gave her a towel to put over her legs in the car and she went home.
Both girls just wanted to go to bed even though it was only 7 pm. Happily I put them both down and relayed my story to Scott. All seemed well until about 11:40 pm when Aubree was crying and Scott said, "Did she throw-up?" Sure enough she too had caught the bug and threw up all over her bed and floor.
Another bath later, some laundry and major wiping of the floor and everyone was again clean. Luckily that was the last of the trauma. I learned it is extremely embarrasing to have your child throw up in a restaurant.
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