Monday, April 25, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
The Snow is Blue...and...That's Cow Poo
Now that life is somewhat normal, I have been trying to play more with Peyson. Just us. One on one. So one day last week I promised him that when daddy got home he could watch baby sister and we could go out and play in the snow. I always get so bored much sooner than he does so I had to get creative to pass the time away. I remembered when I was little and my mom was a primary leader, for our primary activity we made snow sculptures and "painted them" with koolaid. Well I HATE koolaid so we don't have any. So we used food coloring in water instead. I filled a pitcher with blue water and got a squirt bottle. We headed outside and the snow turned blue!
Such easy entertainment...he loved it! But of course the water ran out before he thought we should go inside...so we took a walk. What little boy doesn't LOVE puddles?
Usually I cringe at the sight of puddles and mud and the thought of the clean up...but he had snow clothes on...they are waterproof right?...and I take myself WAY too seriously and need to chill!...so I let him run in this really cool stream of water...
I thought it was pretty cool that the entire ground was covered in snow...except for this stream of water. Then as I watched Peyson run up and down over and over I watched it splash on the clean white snow...it was strangely much lighter than the mud in the first lone puddle. As we started walking back home I had him make snow angels to try to clean off some of the mess...and that is when I smelt it...memories from the past when I lived on dairy farms came back...that smell...awesome...I just let my kid run through a stream of cow poo! So much for being chill:) We went straight to the basement and put everything in the washer right away! Holy Moly!
Such easy entertainment...he loved it! But of course the water ran out before he thought we should go inside...so we took a walk. What little boy doesn't LOVE puddles?
Usually I cringe at the sight of puddles and mud and the thought of the clean up...but he had snow clothes on...they are waterproof right?...and I take myself WAY too seriously and need to chill!...so I let him run in this really cool stream of water...
I thought it was pretty cool that the entire ground was covered in snow...except for this stream of water. Then as I watched Peyson run up and down over and over I watched it splash on the clean white snow...it was strangely much lighter than the mud in the first lone puddle. As we started walking back home I had him make snow angels to try to clean off some of the mess...and that is when I smelt it...memories from the past when I lived on dairy farms came back...that smell...awesome...I just let my kid run through a stream of cow poo! So much for being chill:) We went straight to the basement and put everything in the washer right away! Holy Moly!
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
My Little OCD Man
Peyson's personality is really starting to show. And his mannerisms are becoming very evident. It is kind of entertaining...and also kind of cute.
He is in LOVE with dinosaurs. He got a book about dinosaurs for Christmas. While he was into them before that, he has that book memorized and is OBSESSED with them now.
His -shark tooth- (t rex) is an extension of his hand. It goes everywhere with him! In the car, to the doctor, in the tub, a must for bed! He saw a shirt with a t rex on it and HAD to have it. He wore it for two days in a row starting the minute we brought it home. The kid likes dinosaurs.
He is a clean freak! Always has been. On his first birthday he was not about to touch that cake. So when I dipped my finger in the frosting and wiped it on his hand he totally freaked out. So not cool mom! As soon as he learned how to wash his own hands he has been a pro ever since! And there is no -just rinsing- there is always soap involved. Sometimes he washes his hands in the middle of a snack because they got dirty...even though they will get dirty again.
We were sick for more than a month straight this winter. So we put the Kleenex where Peyson could reach so I wouldn't have to get up every time he had to wipe his nose. Then we noticed his top lip was raw and red from him wiping SO. MUCH. He wipes even when you can't see anything there. So silly. We will be cooking dinner and he will need a tissue, or in the tub, or in the car, or ready for bed. It would be wise to carry the box around everywhere we went...he "needs" it all the time!
He started biting his nails. I don't know how this one came to be. He used to ask me to clip them if he had a snag. Now he bites them constantly. At nap time he likes to get out of it...every time...so to help him be quiet he bites. I tell him to stop so he will...but when I close my eyes he will sneak them to his mouth. When I open them he hurries and hides them under the covers. Sometimes he tries to peel his toe nails too...lets hope he doesn't start biting them as well:/
Peyson loves tv and watches it all day long! Poor kid...he was so young when I started getting head aches. All I could do was lay on the couch...I put gaits up to keep him in the living room and turned on the tv...I had two months after my head aches went away before I got pregnant and had morning sickness all day every day for 9 months...so since 18 months the tv has been his best friend. Now with a new baby I am not ready to brake this habit. I must say our movie collection is much too small!
This little kid is pretty funny. Love him...and all his little quirks:)
He is in LOVE with dinosaurs. He got a book about dinosaurs for Christmas. While he was into them before that, he has that book memorized and is OBSESSED with them now. His -shark tooth- (t rex) is an extension of his hand. It goes everywhere with him! In the car, to the doctor, in the tub, a must for bed! He saw a shirt with a t rex on it and HAD to have it. He wore it for two days in a row starting the minute we brought it home. The kid likes dinosaurs.
He is a clean freak! Always has been. On his first birthday he was not about to touch that cake. So when I dipped my finger in the frosting and wiped it on his hand he totally freaked out. So not cool mom! As soon as he learned how to wash his own hands he has been a pro ever since! And there is no -just rinsing- there is always soap involved. Sometimes he washes his hands in the middle of a snack because they got dirty...even though they will get dirty again.
We were sick for more than a month straight this winter. So we put the Kleenex where Peyson could reach so I wouldn't have to get up every time he had to wipe his nose. Then we noticed his top lip was raw and red from him wiping SO. MUCH. He wipes even when you can't see anything there. So silly. We will be cooking dinner and he will need a tissue, or in the tub, or in the car, or ready for bed. It would be wise to carry the box around everywhere we went...he "needs" it all the time!
He started biting his nails. I don't know how this one came to be. He used to ask me to clip them if he had a snag. Now he bites them constantly. At nap time he likes to get out of it...every time...so to help him be quiet he bites. I tell him to stop so he will...but when I close my eyes he will sneak them to his mouth. When I open them he hurries and hides them under the covers. Sometimes he tries to peel his toe nails too...lets hope he doesn't start biting them as well:/
Peyson loves tv and watches it all day long! Poor kid...he was so young when I started getting head aches. All I could do was lay on the couch...I put gaits up to keep him in the living room and turned on the tv...I had two months after my head aches went away before I got pregnant and had morning sickness all day every day for 9 months...so since 18 months the tv has been his best friend. Now with a new baby I am not ready to brake this habit. I must say our movie collection is much too small!
This little kid is pretty funny. Love him...and all his little quirks:)
Sunday, March 20, 2011
3.19
Six years ago we got married.
If you want to read our story (you know you do) click here.
As time goes by I learn more and more just how amazing Derek is. When you fall in love you really think that your man is the greatest thing on earth. But to still believe it when the honeymoon stage wears off is pretty amazing don't you think? Yet to still believe it after kids complicate(i mean bless) your life is even more amazing. And still believing it having endured most of medical school...sheesh...we deserve a prize!
I love my guy! So.Much!
If you want to read our story (you know you do) click here.
As time goes by I learn more and more just how amazing Derek is. When you fall in love you really think that your man is the greatest thing on earth. But to still believe it when the honeymoon stage wears off is pretty amazing don't you think? Yet to still believe it after kids complicate(i mean bless) your life is even more amazing. And still believing it having endured most of medical school...sheesh...we deserve a prize!
I love my guy! So.Much!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Trying Not to Fail Him
Did you know it's kinda hard to bring home a new baby after 3 years of life with one little dude? It is.
He loves her. He really does. See?
Most of the time he hardly cares...but he is a good big brother.
Today was our braking point. Toys everywhere, spilled jelly beans, fits when it's time to clean up, bigger mess, no more tv for the day(i'm kinda loving that punishment), an accident in the bedroom(it wouldn't be a normal day for peyson if he didn't do this at least once)(aaaa!). I'm sick of getting mad, I'm sick of yelling, I'm sick of feeling like the biggest jerk in the world. So all I could do was cry! And cry some more. Peyson too. When all my angry, frustrated tears were gone, sad tears came. Peyson too. We sat together in his messy room and cried. Used half the Kleenex box, and cried. I asked him if it was hard to have a baby sister. He said ya. I asked him if he loved her. He said ya. I asked him if he thought she was cute. He said ya. But he still agreed that having a sister was hard. I thought so too. We are having a hard time adjusting.
This is what happens when a toddler is searching for attention...when mommy is so exhausted from being mommy to a newborn that she can't hear her toddler waking up in the morning.
He just wants time. He needs time. Time that used to be his. So for a day we made cookies together.
He's playing with the "dough dough"...???...I don't know. They were snakes. Playing in their nest.
Then I let him frost some of his own. 
He was a little stingy don't you think?:)
At night when I put Peyson to bed I look down at him and think how much I miss him. I miss mommy Peyson time. I miss just snuggling. I wonder if he is feeling loved by his mommy. I wonder if he feels lost and alone. I wonder if he is happy. And at night when I go to bed I pray for help. Help to show him how much I love him. Help to have the energy to play with him. Help to make sure he is happy. Help to be a little bit nicer.
I love being a mom, but some days I can't help feeling I am failing. It is a great blessing for parents everywhere that children have a never ending supply of forgiveness.
We will figure this out. It will be hard. But we can do it. And it is obvious that it will be worth it.
He loves her. He really does. See?
Most of the time he hardly cares...but he is a good big brother.
Today was our braking point. Toys everywhere, spilled jelly beans, fits when it's time to clean up, bigger mess, no more tv for the day(i'm kinda loving that punishment), an accident in the bedroom(it wouldn't be a normal day for peyson if he didn't do this at least once)(aaaa!). I'm sick of getting mad, I'm sick of yelling, I'm sick of feeling like the biggest jerk in the world. So all I could do was cry! And cry some more. Peyson too. When all my angry, frustrated tears were gone, sad tears came. Peyson too. We sat together in his messy room and cried. Used half the Kleenex box, and cried. I asked him if it was hard to have a baby sister. He said ya. I asked him if he loved her. He said ya. I asked him if he thought she was cute. He said ya. But he still agreed that having a sister was hard. I thought so too. We are having a hard time adjusting.
This is what happens when a toddler is searching for attention...when mommy is so exhausted from being mommy to a newborn that she can't hear her toddler waking up in the morning.He just wants time. He needs time. Time that used to be his. So for a day we made cookies together.
He's playing with the "dough dough"...???...I don't know. They were snakes. Playing in their nest.
Then I let him frost some of his own. 
He was a little stingy don't you think?:)At night when I put Peyson to bed I look down at him and think how much I miss him. I miss mommy Peyson time. I miss just snuggling. I wonder if he is feeling loved by his mommy. I wonder if he feels lost and alone. I wonder if he is happy. And at night when I go to bed I pray for help. Help to show him how much I love him. Help to have the energy to play with him. Help to make sure he is happy. Help to be a little bit nicer.
I love being a mom, but some days I can't help feeling I am failing. It is a great blessing for parents everywhere that children have a never ending supply of forgiveness.
We will figure this out. It will be hard. But we can do it. And it is obvious that it will be worth it.
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