Thursday, February 17, 2011
Is it Spring yet?
Friday, February 11, 2011
Favorite Things
It amazes me how the kids have developed such strong, distinct personalities at their young ages. They are pretty fanatic about a few things in particular.
Warner is my creature of habit. Everything must be done the same way, every time, with no exceptions - or a fit ensues. Food is no exception. The dinner in this picture is served once a week at our house (at least), because both kids love it: salmon, mashed potatoes, and asparagus or broccoli.
Nearly every day he eats the same thing for lunch: hot dog (with ketchup. Ketchup is a big deal at our house), broccoli, cheese, and some sort of fruit. In fact, when I asked him what he wanted to grow in our garden this year, he said "hot dogs, broccoli, cheese, ketchup, and orange juice". Nice.
More habits include our weekly trip to the library. Warner insists on getting two Clifford books, even if he's read them already. Seeing as we go once a week, we've just about exhausted Norman Bridwell's collection of Clifford books, but this has not deterred Warner from getting them. We've tried branching out to include the five little monkeys, Thomas, Bob the Builder, etc. but nothing comes close to Clifford. We also rent DVDs at the library. For a while it was the Wiggles (thank goodness we're past that stage), then Veggie Tales, and lately it's been Clifford. So, in addition to ketchup, Clifford is also a big deal at our house.
The library trip itself is also completed exactly the same way each time. First, we return our old books/DVDs. Then, Warner and Maren race to the elevator to push the button to go up. Once inside, they both press a button (Warner knows which one is the 2nd floor, Maren pushes whichever one strikes her fancy that day). Then, they both run to the back of the elevator for the ride up. Not sure why exactly, but they do it every time. When the doors open, they run to pick out their books and DVDs. Then, we hit up the community room filled with toys and play and make a mess that we don't have to clean up (very nice use of my tax dollars, thank you very much). Finally, we check out our books and DVDs. Warner uses a step stool to do everything himself (including unlocking the DVDs and printing the receipt), and lately Maren has been checking out "her" books by herself (board books. She chooses the most randoms ones).
Warner is also a collector. He loves loves loves his Cars - all from the movie Cars. Matchbox cars will just not do right now. He wants to know their name and where they fit into the movie. He has a running list of all the cars he does not have but "needs".
With the Cars theme, he wants all things he owns to be Cars. Shoes, umbrella, swim trunks, blankets, towels, etc. That or Toy Story. Like our Mr. Potato head collection - Toy Story, of course.
One of Maren's favorite things is shoes. She spends a lot of time mastering the art of putting on shoes, and not necessarily her own. In fact, when we go to the mall play area, she usually hangs out by the shoe cubbies, trying on everyone else's shoes. These pictured below are Warner's.
She also loves soft things. Mostly that means her blanket and lovie, but it often includes stuffed animals, or anything she can find. Today while I was washing her blanket and lovie, she found an extra changing table cover in her room that's soft and carried it around until the laundry was finished.
The paci is another favorite. We try to limit paci use to bedtime and naptime only, but I give in quite frequently. I've told myself that I'll worry about that tomorrow. I have enough to worry about today.
She also loves portable snacks. Because really, who has time to sit in their highchair to eat? Her current favorites are Cliff bars for kids, and fruit ropes (also made by Cliff, if you're interested. Organic, 100% fruit, so it makes me feel a bit better about it).
And let's not forget about books for miss Maren Mae. Her attention span when it comes to reading amazes me. She will sit in someone's lap forever, reading books. The length or subject don't really matter, as long as there are plenty of pictures and pages to turn.
So, these are their favorite things today. It sure is a wild ride with these kids.
Warner is my creature of habit. Everything must be done the same way, every time, with no exceptions - or a fit ensues. Food is no exception. The dinner in this picture is served once a week at our house (at least), because both kids love it: salmon, mashed potatoes, and asparagus or broccoli.
More habits include our weekly trip to the library. Warner insists on getting two Clifford books, even if he's read them already. Seeing as we go once a week, we've just about exhausted Norman Bridwell's collection of Clifford books, but this has not deterred Warner from getting them. We've tried branching out to include the five little monkeys, Thomas, Bob the Builder, etc. but nothing comes close to Clifford. We also rent DVDs at the library. For a while it was the Wiggles (thank goodness we're past that stage), then Veggie Tales, and lately it's been Clifford. So, in addition to ketchup, Clifford is also a big deal at our house.The library trip itself is also completed exactly the same way each time. First, we return our old books/DVDs. Then, Warner and Maren race to the elevator to push the button to go up. Once inside, they both press a button (Warner knows which one is the 2nd floor, Maren pushes whichever one strikes her fancy that day). Then, they both run to the back of the elevator for the ride up. Not sure why exactly, but they do it every time. When the doors open, they run to pick out their books and DVDs. Then, we hit up the community room filled with toys and play and make a mess that we don't have to clean up (very nice use of my tax dollars, thank you very much). Finally, we check out our books and DVDs. Warner uses a step stool to do everything himself (including unlocking the DVDs and printing the receipt), and lately Maren has been checking out "her" books by herself (board books. She chooses the most randoms ones).
With the Cars theme, he wants all things he owns to be Cars. Shoes, umbrella, swim trunks, blankets, towels, etc. That or Toy Story. Like our Mr. Potato head collection - Toy Story, of course.
And let's not forget about books for miss Maren Mae. Her attention span when it comes to reading amazes me. She will sit in someone's lap forever, reading books. The length or subject don't really matter, as long as there are plenty of pictures and pages to turn.
So, these are their favorite things today. It sure is a wild ride with these kids.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
18 Months
And technically she is up to speed on her speech ... but I'm a bit concerned about it. She rarely uses words. Don't get me wrong, she communicates very well: pointing, making noises repeatedly, etc. And she understands words spoken to her frighteningly well. It just doesn't come out of her mouth in words.
So, the pediatrician has referred us to audiology for a hearing test. Since she has had 5 ear infections since last spring her hearing might be impaired. This is what I'm hoping, in all honesty, and that they'll recommend tubes in her ears. She has suffered from allergies, asthma, and ear infections most of her life and I can't help but think tubes would help. So, we'll see where the audiology thing goes.
Other than that, Maren is a happy, healthy little girl. With a lot of spunk. Unfortunately she's taken to biting and/or hitting Warner on occasion to get her point across - perhaps because she doesn't have the words to express her feelings. Or perhaps it's just because that's what she wants to do. At any rate, it's concerning and frustrating as I begin disciplining this behavior. She also pushed some poor unsuspecting girl down at the mall play area last week and pulled a girl's hair at the YMCA. Whew.
Warner has been kind enough to "help" me with parenting Maren in this area and tells me whenever she misbehaves. So nice of him, right? Well as we left the Y after the hair-pulling incident, I hear Warner say: "Maren, it's not nice to pull someone's hair. We really mispointed in you". Mispointed, indeed. Ah, the joys of parenting.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Quirky kids.
Warner's Cars scooter is definitely on his short list of favorite Christmas gifts received this year. Since we have snow on the ground, the scooter has been an indoor toy thus far, and I must say Warner has learned to maneuver it pretty well around the house. The funny part is how he often insists on riding the scooter from room to room, instead of walking there. For instance, he rode his scooter to the door this afternoon before we left to go to the library and grocery store. When we got home, he needed to go to the bathroom immediately, so he hopped on the scooter and "rode" it to the bathroom. The best part about this is that it's about 4 feet from the door to the bathroom.
As Warner was using the restroom and I was unloading groceries, Maren was hard at work mastering her new favorite skill: putting on shoes. She adores two specific pairs she owns - both black, with a strap. I think she likes them because they're easy to put on. So, after about 5 minutes she emerges from the basement with a very proud smile on her face ...
... and a different shoe on each foot. At least she got the right/left thing correct.
Warner is funny about getting his hands dirty. He's not so fond of it. So when I did a craft I saw in Family Fun magazine with the kids last week that involved homemade cornstarch glue, my sweet son was less than thrilled about the mess it created. Maren, on the other hand, loved the mess.
However, Warner doesn't mind overlooking a mess when it involves baking. The kid can have brownie batter caked on his hands, arms, and face, and not be upset at all.
I suppose the chocolate is worth the mess in his opinion. I tend to agree.
You might have noticed that my children are in there jammies in these pictures, once again. We wear our jammies a lot around here, especially in the winter. That's just how I roll, so my kids are forced to go along with it. Perhaps it's not the kids then who are quirky, but their mother, and all of my quirkiness is rubbing off on them. Poor kids. They don't stand a chance.
You might have noticed that my children are in there jammies in these pictures, once again. We wear our jammies a lot around here, especially in the winter. That's just how I roll, so my kids are forced to go along with it. Perhaps it's not the kids then who are quirky, but their mother, and all of my quirkiness is rubbing off on them. Poor kids. They don't stand a chance.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Pigtails
Saturday, January 15, 2011
For the birds
Warner and I made pine cone bird feeders last winter and it was a huge hit. Ever since the birds picked all of the seed from the peanut butter, Warner has been asking to make more. He was very concerned about the birds, telling me they were "really really hungry, Mommy!".
I finally found more pine cones at Kroger - on holiday clearance since they are cinnamon scented. I was a bit concerned about the cinnamon scent part, but the birds don't seem to care. As we trudged through the snow to hang the feeders on our birch out front, Warner told me: "the birds be so happy we give them food. They say: thank you, Warner and Maren. You're the best!".
The birds have been very happy with the food. In fact, I'm pretty sure every bird in the Tri-state area has stopped by. I often find the kids with their noses pressed to the window, watching our winged friends. It's amazing how much fun they have observing them. Well, I'm not going to lie ... I enjoy it too.
Another sticker chart
It began with a meltdown at Kroger this week. Warner found two of the Disney/Pixar cars he wants for his collection - Snot Rod and Wingo - while we were grocery shopping. They were $6 each, and besides the fact that I was not willing to add $12 to our grocery bill, I thought this could be a teachable moment for our son.
I was about three seconds into my "you can't have everything you want" speech when he started crying. By the time we got to the checkout lane, he was screaming. At one point he was lying face down near the poor kid bagging our groceries, kicking his legs and flailing his arms. I couldn't make this up if I tried. I was so upset and embarrassed, between hissing "Warner, stop right now or I will ... (enter any number of threats you can imagine)" I kept looking around the store desperately, hoping no one was watching us, and wishing the dang cashier would hurry up with our order.
We made it home. And then Warner had the audacity to ask for Snot Rod and Wingo again that night, and the following morning. So, Kevin and I came up with a plan.
We bought Snot Rod, Wingo, DJ, and Boost. They are sitting on top of our refrigerator at this moment, waiting to be "earned". We have a new sticker chart on the fridge, with each of the cars listed on it. Warner earns one sticker for something Kevin or I decide (for instance, getting through Target without throwing a fit or staying in his room until 7am in the morning). Once he has five stickers, he gets one of the cars. He can also earn money for his piggy bank and pay us $.25 for one of the cars.
So far he has three stickers on his chart. Is this bribery, or a lesson we're teaching? I'm not sure. Where is the manual on parenting when you need it?
I was about three seconds into my "you can't have everything you want" speech when he started crying. By the time we got to the checkout lane, he was screaming. At one point he was lying face down near the poor kid bagging our groceries, kicking his legs and flailing his arms. I couldn't make this up if I tried. I was so upset and embarrassed, between hissing "Warner, stop right now or I will ... (enter any number of threats you can imagine)" I kept looking around the store desperately, hoping no one was watching us, and wishing the dang cashier would hurry up with our order.
We made it home. And then Warner had the audacity to ask for Snot Rod and Wingo again that night, and the following morning. So, Kevin and I came up with a plan.
So far he has three stickers on his chart. Is this bribery, or a lesson we're teaching? I'm not sure. Where is the manual on parenting when you need it?
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Park City
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Merry Christmas!
Our Christmas festivities spanned a few weeks this year. First, we traveled to Somerset to celebrate with Kevin's family and returned late Christmas Eve. We had a wonderful time, even though it was a quick visit. The kids enjoyed playing with their cousins, the gifts, and the food.
Warner's favorite was probably a tie between this shake and go Lightning McQueen car and Mac the truck (also from Cars) that carries a smaller Lightning McQueen (or "Lighting A-Keen" as Warner pronounces it).
Maren's favorite is this Thomas train that follows the flashlight, and also a shake and go car she received. I wonder if she'll ever like girl toys as much as boy ones.
The kids woke up to gifts from Santa on Christmas morning. Warner's wish list from Santa included a Cars fishing pole (we're not 100% sure where this came from since we don't fish, but whatever), a Cars scooter, and Bertie the Bus for his train set. He must have been good this year, because Santa brought all three gifts.

Maren got three gifts from Santa as well, including a Thomas the Train tent/tunnel combo. She thinks it's pretty amazing.
However, she was equally impressed with the juice box in her stocking. Pure juice that has not been watered down is apparently a big treat around here.
Bob the tomato and Larry the cucumber stuffed animals were another hit with Maren.
We had a relaxing Christmas Day. Mostly the kids played with their new toys while Kevin and I tried to find places in our home for all of the new stuff. Talk about a challenge. We will be donating a lot of old toys to charity soon. We left Monday for our ski trip to Utah ... more on that later!
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