Month: December 2009

The Princess is not happy

Alyssa’s birthday followed by my birthday combined with Christmas parties at the school, school Christmas music concerts, and Christmas all in one week, makes for some craziness.  Alyssa has been waiting for her birthday for a very long time.  We decided not to make her wait to open her presents any longer.  We made a big breakfast for her followed by opening presents in her pj’s.  Then off to the rest of our crazy day, Tanner’s class party, and swimming for Alyssa’s birthday.  I asked her if she wanted to have a birthday party, she did not, all she wanted was to go swimming, so swimming is what we did.

I find it funny that Alyssa refers to her self as the Princess, and will declare herself happy or unhappy.  She got in the van, and was convinced that when she turned three she would be able to reach the “Oh Crap” handle as I like to call it.  I got her all strapped in and got in the drivers seat when she starts to scream and cry.  I turn around to have her yell “The Princess is not happy”.  Seriously, I don’t have time for an unhappy princess.  So I calmly ask her why, and she says that she isn’t three because she can’t reach.  That she is still two and that if she was really three she would be able to reach.  Sigh… I explained of course, and told her it takes all year to grow, so let’s hope by four she can reach.

Alyssa has been insisting on doing everything in threes all week.  Three stories at bed, three stuffed animals to sleep with, three pieces of candy, three chunks of sandwhich etc.  I enjoy seeing her enthusiasm for turning three.

I’m looking forward to Christmas, but I’m also looking forward to the New Year.  I’ve been thinking a lot about goals and things I’d like to accomplish this coming year.  It’s going to be an exciting year, hopefully with a lot of positive change, and exciting adventures.

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Alyssa at Tanner’s class party doing crafts with us, the only good picture of her on her birthday the first ones are just after waking up and the last one is after swimming and a bath and back in pj’s.

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Santa’s naughty list

I got Alyssa all ready to leave, bundled up warm and in pants.  I went to do something so that we could leave, and when I called for Alyssa to come she was in a tutu, with ballet slippers on.  I was frustrated, and got fairly upset with her, because if anyone knows me I hate to be late, and this had set me back on my time line.  She looked at me with her big eyes filled with tears, and said that she was going to get nothing for Christmas because she was on the naughty list now.  I grabbed her and gave her a big hug, apologized for getting upset and told her she was not on the naughty list, that she just needed to check with me before changing her clothes.  Today I’m feeling pretty sad, because I behaved like a 2 year old today.  No I didn’t get in a tutu before I needed to go somewhere, but I might as well have.  I argued with someone today in front of other people, and in front of my children.  I didn’t show a good example to them of how adults resolve their problems.  I start to think I’m maturing, I’m growing up, and wont succumb to childish behavior, only to do so.  Now I’m not going to go into details so don’t ask.  I have an issue that I can’t seem to get over.   I feel like I have been given mission impossible, that I go to great lengths to accomplish, a fair amount of personal sacrifice, and I’m fine with that, other than the fact that no matter how hard I try, it is impossible for me to succeed.  It’s a frustrating situation to be in.  So tonight, I’m done, I’m done arguing like a two year old.  I will let it go, I will learn a lesson from it, and I will move forward trying to show my children the correct way to deal with conflict.  I really hate feeling like an idiot, but tonight that is what I feel like.   I have a feeling I’m getting nothing for Christmas.  Better yet, someone send me a filter that fits between my brain and my mouth.

STOP IT!

Hallie has become a great addition to our family.  Everyone has such love and compassion for this tiny helpless little thing.  They find great joy in her smiles, and sounds, and messy little faces.  She in return gives them the best little slobbery baby kisses, and is always excited to see them.  They all change diapers, and pick out her clothes, and take a lot of pride in helping me with her.  Last night Aubrey put her to sleep, she has a very natural motherly nature about her, and Hallie is very comfortable with her.  Tanner has had a little harder time finding a way to bond with her.  He has been taking Hallie from me to go and play with her, he has a great plan to teach her to crawl.   If he only knew how much harder his life will be once she can crawl he wouldn’t think this was such a great idea.  He puts toys in front of her, and tries to show her how to move her legs to get to the toy.  I figured she is way too young to crawl, and she’s having a good time with his game, so no harm done.  Yesterday he made a break through, and I am going to have to find another game for him to play with her.

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Snow Day

We have lived in Northern Nevada for 10 years now.  There have been years with lots of snow, and years with very little snow, but today they called an official snow day at the school.  The kids have been outside in the snow since 7:00am, that is following a large breakfast so you can imagine what time they were awake at.  They just came in and asked us to take them to a hill for sledding, it is 8:30 in the morning.  I told them to come in, dry off, warm up and we’d go later this afternoon.  It is supposed to snow all day long, so there will still be snow later on.  Often it snows, and the snow is melted by early afternoon, which is why they are probably desperate to go right now.  I assured them that there will be snow after lunch, and for now they need to come in and do some chores.  Does that qualify me as a scrooge Mom?  Chores on a snow day?  A few pictures from this morning:

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