Friday, September 26, 2008
Go Beavs!
USC Trojans -21
Hahahahahahahaha! Now where's the OSU shirt I stashed away....?
Sunday, September 21, 2008
very nice things to say about Helen - which is great because the girl doesn't say anything at home. DJ is having a more difficult time than he did his first week. He's getting to the point where he doesn't want me to leave after I drop him off and he tells me that he cries sometimes :( But the good news is that he hasn't had any potty accidents at school (I'm knocking on top of the computer desk as I type this).
I'm gearing up for a scrapbooking weekend at the coast this Friday. The baby is still nursing at night and occasionally during the day. Guess we'll be going cold turkey to wean him. I've got mixed feelings about it. I'm really looking forward to having some productive alone time, but I'm not that eager to leave the baby at this stage. It's probably for the best, as I don't think he'll ever get weaned if we keep going on like we do.
Y'all might want to give Jimmy a call on Saturday night; see how he's holding up - make sure the kids haven't tied him up or locked him in the cupboard under the stairs :)
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Watch out, Nastia!
So of course we missed the first lesson because we didn't sign up till last week, so we didn't know about a very special guest that was at the gym on Tuesday. There were all sorts of group pictures being taken and then a long autograph line. I had to ask another mom who the guy was. It was Paul Hamm, the Olympic Gymnast who won gold in 2004. Dude is pretty short. The kids seemed thrilled.
Helen nearly busted her nose falling while attempting a handstand, and DJ made me hold his hand for the first 15 minutes (at the same time I was holding onto James and wearing a 20 pound backpack), but I snuck away when they changed location. He ended up having a great time.
He just needs to try and take a nap between preschool and gymnastics class on Tuesdays. Hahahahahahahah. I tried 3 different times to get him to nap today, and he would NOT. I even drove around after Helen came home, and went to a park in Newberg to tire him out. He didn't fall asleep on the way home, and then he went into complete meltdown after we came back. The kid gets so tired but just won't give it up, and then it becomes a way bad scene. The good news is that out of 3 days of preschool, he hasn't wet his pants. *knocks on wood*
Thursday, September 4, 2008
School Daze
That night she lost her first tooth. There was a bit of drama because it was very loose and she was greatly bothered, but she let Jimmy pull it out. What a brave girl! And the tooth fairy left her a nice, new gold dollar coin.
And then there's DJ. I signed him up for pre-school, just because. I have since gone back and forth about if he really needs it. Mostly it's because he's not interested in potty training. He's pee'd on the carpet more than Kelsey ever did. Yesterday he did it in Helen's closet, all over her shoes (what is he, a vengeful cat?). And let's not even mention the poop. Helen was at least able to ask for a pull-up when she needed to poop and refused to do it in the toilet. DJ just stands there and does it in his underwear. That is a gross thing to clean up, let me tell you. But I had a nice conversation with my sister Christi, a preschool teacher, and she told me it's great that DJ has an activity he can call his own. Poor middle children often get pulled into the orbits of their older and younger siblings, but if school is a good fit for him, he'll have it all to himself.
So Tuesday after we get back from taking Helen to school, I get a phone call from DJ's preschool. "Where is DJ?"
"School starts today?" Uh....I thought it started Thursday. But it worked out well - we went to see his teacher after school that day and he got to see the classroom and playground and talk to his teacher without the other kids around. Like she said, I was busy enough getting Helen ready, and trying to get DJ ready too might have sent us 'round the bend. So we dropped him off this morning and all went well. Neither of us cried - the two other boys that were there were really wailing for their moms, so I guess that's good. And the teacher and her helper both told me not to worry about the potty thing. What lovely ladies!
Now I'm off to enjoy a grown-up show. Our TiVO has several episodes of last season's shows that I never watched. Maybe I'll get to see them before the new shows start!