I'd like to start out by stating that neither Matthew nor myself have ever made this comment to Mallory (or around her....as far as I know).
The other day I was searching the house in frantic desperation to find something that I misplaced (I don't remember what it was that I lost anymore). In passing I asked Mallory if she knew where it was... and stopped in my tracts when she said 'yes'. I asked her where it was and very seriously she responded back to me, 'Probably the last place you left it Momma.' Got to love her and her logic.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Little Talker
this little boy has become quite the Chatterbox all of a sudden which a hand full of new words in his arsenal. He is no longer just babbeling but saying words, and telling us what and who he wants. He calls Mallory 'maamaa', (which at times is hard to differentiate from Momma) he can say banana... 'bananannnaanana' and today he said 'onnor' as we were looking at a picture of cousin Connor! When the phone rings he says Dada and will also walk around with his toy phone, hold it up to me and say Dada. 2 more lower insisors are coming in...So getting quite the toothy grin! He and Mallory love each other so much! Almost daily she tells me 'Momma, I love having a little baby brother.'
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Yosemite 2013
A couple weeks ago we made our annual March trip to Yosemite
for my continuing education class. This was the first year that we went as a
family of four… we had a blast. I was dreading the drive… it’s a 4 1/2 hour
drive without stops… now with kids I was thinking it was going to take us an
extra hour or two. Wrong. These kids are great traveler. Happy, napping,
snacking kids. It was great. There was no snow on the valley floor, but there
was a ton-o-snow just 45 minutes back up the mountain. The C.E topics were great
and the speakers were brilliant but I have to say, the best part was where we
stayed and how we got there.
The C.E talks are held in the Yosemite Lodge, so each year
we get a room there… they are fairly cheap (for Yosemite), and the rooms are literally
feet away from the talks. The rooms are nothing fancy, but do-able. This year
they gave up a room in a part of the lodge that we had never been in. We walked
up the stairs with our bundled-up babies in tow to our room. What we were given
was more like an army bunker. No light switch (I still don’t know if there was
any form of light), two thin bunk-beds made of metal WITHOUT any railings and
no TV (which isn’t normally a big deal, but since Matthew was supposed to
entertain them while I was in class, it would have been a nice option if he
needed it). This would not due. There is no way we would have been able to keep
either kid from climbing and jumping off these bunk-beds. Plus this is a little
vacation for us; it would be nice if Matthew and I could at least have the
option of sleeping next to each other.
We took the kids back to the lobby and I very nicely asked
if we could simply change rooms, to a more child-safe room. Apparently they had
over-booked the Lodge (due to construction that was supposed to be finished. But
wasn’t)… so we were told that we could be upgraded to the Ahwahnee hotel for an
additional cost. (For those of you who don’t know the Ahwahnee is a very swanky,
very expensive hotel in Yosemite… the rooms go from $500-2000 a night). I said to the gal behind the desk, ‘Really, so
I have to pay more because you guys don’t have a room that’s safe enough for my
children?’ Turns out ‘safety’ and ‘children’ are trigger words because she
waved the upgrade fee and told us to head over to the Ahwahnee (about a mile and
a half drive). We were told they only had a king size bedroom available. I said
that’s fine. So off we went.
When we pulled up to the Ahwahnee there were valet guys, bellhops
and doormen. I was feeling special! I went to check us in and was promptly
given free bottled water for the entire family and the wonderful lady behind
the desk saw that we were put in a king room and asked if we would prefer a
private cottage. I looked at her kind of skeptically and asked if there was
heat (all I was envisioning was those little white tents in curry village). She
(politely) laughed at me and told me that the cottages were larger than most
rooms and was equipped with a flat screen TV, fridge, safe, bay-window-seat, multiple
rooms and our own forest. We’ll take it!!!!!!
So that’s where we ended up. Our own private cottage at the
Ahwahnee Hotel!!!!! And even though I had to wake up a little early and take a
bus to the class it was WELL worth it. We got to experience their tea-time, the
history of the hotel, live pianists, yummy food PLUS have all of Yosemite literally
out our front door! What a once in a lifetime experience!
Monday, March 18, 2013
Old Lady
Mallory said to me yesterday, 'Mama, you're not growing anymore?' I said back to her, 'no Mama's not growing anymore.' (I didn't feel like explaining to her that though I may not be growing up I very well still can grow out.) She looked at me and asked 'Mama, is it cuz you an old lady?' Got to love the honesty of children!
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
1 Year Stats... and then some
Why Hello. Sorry I know its been a while... the time sure does fly when you are averaging 50 hours a week at work (plus 15 hours of continuing education on top of that). So I have had very little 'extra' blogging time. And sorry to say, this one is going to be short and sweet. I just thought I would write down Wesley's 1 year stats (so that in the years to come I can look them up easily... because goodness knows putting all this information in a ACTUAL baby book would just be crazy!)
Any way... at Wesley's one year check he was weighting in at 22 pounds 12.9 oz, was 2 feet 5.25 inches and had a 45.7cm head (68%, 23%, 37% respectively). You should see this boy walk now. There is no crawling. He's over it. His walking is looking less and less Frankenstein-ish, he's bending his knees and is even 'running' more. And he is FINALLY over all the sick-crud! I'm pretty sure I haven't wiped a nose in over 24 hours! (It's the simple joys in life).
Ok... now that I'm actually blogging, I might as well keep going and talk a little about our little miss. Mallory is wonderful. Though, out of the blue had a little power struggle over her not wanting to poo in the potty. But I (think) I won. The power of stickers in amazing!!!!!! She has been joyful and caring lately. Showering me with kisses and 'I love you sweet mommy' comments. I'll find her reading to Wesley in their rooms or I'll listen to her yell down the hallway 'come-on Buddy, follow me!' She calls Wesley Buddy. I don't know who she picked it up from, but its contagious... that's all Matthew and I seem to call him anymore. She is spunky, and imaginative and remembers EVERYTHING/every name/every number/word/letter.... Seriously, I'm sure she is going to be ruler of the world within the next few years. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to make her sound like a saint... after all she IS 2. And there are moments when her attitude reflects it perfectly...as it should.
But for the most past I'm pretty darn sure I couldn't have picked better kiddos. They are a joy.
Any way... at Wesley's one year check he was weighting in at 22 pounds 12.9 oz, was 2 feet 5.25 inches and had a 45.7cm head (68%, 23%, 37% respectively). You should see this boy walk now. There is no crawling. He's over it. His walking is looking less and less Frankenstein-ish, he's bending his knees and is even 'running' more. And he is FINALLY over all the sick-crud! I'm pretty sure I haven't wiped a nose in over 24 hours! (It's the simple joys in life).
Ok... now that I'm actually blogging, I might as well keep going and talk a little about our little miss. Mallory is wonderful. Though, out of the blue had a little power struggle over her not wanting to poo in the potty. But I (think) I won. The power of stickers in amazing!!!!!! She has been joyful and caring lately. Showering me with kisses and 'I love you sweet mommy' comments. I'll find her reading to Wesley in their rooms or I'll listen to her yell down the hallway 'come-on Buddy, follow me!' She calls Wesley Buddy. I don't know who she picked it up from, but its contagious... that's all Matthew and I seem to call him anymore. She is spunky, and imaginative and remembers EVERYTHING/every name/every number/word/letter.... Seriously, I'm sure she is going to be ruler of the world within the next few years. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to make her sound like a saint... after all she IS 2. And there are moments when her attitude reflects it perfectly...as it should.
But for the most past I'm pretty darn sure I couldn't have picked better kiddos. They are a joy.
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