My Sweet Girls

No, really these are a few sweet moments from the girls. I know it is unusual, but I found a few of these moments and thought I should share.

1. Last night as the girls were in B's bed doing their night time snuggle A hugs B and says,"wub you B" I have never heard her tell us she loves us without us saying it first. She said it a few more times, it was so cute.

2. B cleaned up her painting things all by herself today. Some of you might not think this is so sweet, but then you have never seen B's art area after a painting session. It usually takes me 10 minutes to clean it all up. So for her to do it all by herself was so great.

3. Now at first glance this will not seem so sweat, but keep reading. A was grabbing a bag of candy from me telling me to "let go mommy!" I finally did and she brought it right over to B with a proud look on her face. See, the bag of candy I was holding was B's and A was the hero for getting it away from me and giving it back to B :)

Well that should be enough for a while. I'm sure things will go back to fighting and screaming with a mix of hitting and pushing before long. Just wanted to let you in on my change of peace, I mean pace.

My 20 Minute Store Run

Today I went to the grocery store with A. We left B at the library for story time and went to get a few items. Little A wanted to go with me, she did not want to stay to hear the stories. So I figured she would be good. SOOOOO not the case.

As soon as we got there she was on the hunt for a car cart. These obviously were invented by someone who does not have children nor has ever been in a grocery store. Those of us who have had to use this stupid cart now of what I am talking about. These carts are good for about 2 minutes. Then it is all about getting in and out, climbing on top, and no longer wanting anything to do with it. So I end up having to push this monster cart for the whole time instead of a regular cart. They are not easy to maneuver either by the way. They are not a fast stopping nor easy to turn. Both are essential with a 2 year old. So needless to say I was pleasantly pleased to find no available car carts upon entering the store.

A was ok with this fact, but now turned her attention to her new must have. "Holdie Momma" All she wants is for me to carry her. I think not! I am not going to push a cart while holding her. So I again explain that she may walk or ride in the cart. Neither of these options were good to her so the tears and screams began. We have been working on this for a few weeks now so I am used to the tears, and the "Holdie Momma" chant. I am not used to the hitting that began today. Nor am I used to the running into my crotch with huge tears running down her face. My shorts were all wet from these tears. Needless to say I wanted to leave, but really need the few items on my list. So I continued. I tried my best to ignore all the other adults staring at us, and tried to focus on the moms with the "I've been there" looks on their faces. I tried to get her interested in other things like finding the bananas, but that just resulted in her telling me I am mean. Yes, she actually said to me "Momma you are mean". Oh how I love this child.

After 4 aisles and what seemed like 20 minutes of screams and tears, her mood changed. She was now all about helping me and putting everything in the cart. She was picking out different things that she wanted to add to our list too. It was so strange how long this tantrum lasted and then how quickly it vanished.

All I can say is that I do not recall my B ever doing this and I never want to do it again. It does make me remember why God made my little sweet A so darn cute.

Easy To Please

This weekend I was able to go through some of my Grandma's jewelry with my mom and sisters. It was so interesting to see all the great pieces she had. Some look very expensive and others look like, well not me :)



The best part was watching B look at all of the jewelry too. She found every "ugly" piece sooooo beautiful. More than once she stated "Gigi sure was lucky to have all these beautiful things" Every pair of costume clip on earrings or gaudy necklace went right to her. She was never happier. The best part was watching her pick out a ring. It was even better when we showed my dad which piece she picked to keep. I'd say it is a GOOD ring. B asks me now constantly when I am going to take it to the jeweler to find out if she can keep it. I have to keep reminding her that even if she get to keep it (based on value) it is not a play ring. It is a wedding day ring. I'm not sure she totally understands it for she then reminds me "that it fits her finger now."



Good luck to her husband, is all I can say, for she does like pretty things.

Famous Last Words

I AM NOT TIRED AND I'M NOT TAKING A NAP!!!!!!

And then just minutes later I find this. I actually was a little worried that she couldn't breath for it looks like her nose is pressed into the couch. After a quick breathing check I found she was breathing just fine. She ended up napping for about 30 minutes. Good thing she was not tired.

I don't know why I listen to the words of a 5 year old. Good thing I knew she would fall asleep and didn't fight her on this one. I am learning when to battle and when to let it go. Hey, after 5 years one would hope I have learned something. The only problem is that all the great things I have learned are useless with A. For she goes by a whole new set of rules that I have not learned just yet. It sure make for interesting days.

It's No Use

Here is a conversation between A and I this morning.

A: I doing sticker book. K mommy?
ME: Is that B's sticker book?
A: Yes, I do.
ME: I think you should go get your Elmo sticker book
A: No, I do B's
Me: Don't you think it will make B sad?
A: yes, B sad
Me: than go get A's sticker book
A: I do B's book, K mom?

We continued down this road for a few more minutes and then I decided to let it go and she can just use B's book for now. There really is no use trying to reason with her.

Another First

As a mother of a Kindergartner I knew I would be asked to help in different ways. I am so happy to volunteer to read to the class, help with projects, chaperon field trips (as long as it is some place fun)and other ways in which I could use my talents.

There was only one thing I was staying away from. This one thing is lunch mom. This is a mom / dad who watches the class while they eat their lunch. The teacher is on her "kid free" time so they count on parent help for this time. It does not entail going outside, it is strictly while the kids are eating. Not hard really, I just wanted no part of this duty. I like kids, but not that much. Oh who am I kidding? I really don't like little kids all that much. (Main reason why I taught middle school)

Anyways... B was very interested in having me be lunch mom. For weeks she asked when I was going to come. I got her to accept that Daddy could do it and I would do it after Christmas. Well as of Monday I am actually doing it every other Thursday!!! I could not believe this. I had tried so hard to stay away from this job. I know I never signed any paper that said I would do this. How did I get put on the list once let alone twice?!?!

Well, today was my first day as lunch mom. I had to watch 8 kids :) yes, the Thursday group is rather small. Little A comes with me and eats her lunch right next to big sister. She was so excited. B was so happy too. The kids were good, and the time went by quickly. So I guess I can do this a couple of times a month. I mean what is one more trip to school in the grand scheme of things? For all I know this could be the only year I can do this if I go back to work right? I should take all the opportunities that come my way.

So another first accomplished.

We Got Apples!

Today we went apple picking. This is something I used to do with my siblings and grandparents every fall. It was a good time and a special event. I decided that I wanted the girls to experience this too. I planned to go with a friend, but her girls were still not feeling well. I figured the idea was a dead one.

Woke up today and decided that I did not want to stay home and since it was a beautiful day I would take the girls apple picking after all. So after B got out of school we came home, ate lunch, waited for Daddy, and went to Wisconsin to pick us some apples.

There are only a few places left in which one can actually go to the tree and get the apples. Most places now just pick them for you. We decided (and by we I mean me) to go to this dive place where one can still pick from the trees.

The girls had a great time. It was so fun to see the girls looking for the "perfect" apple. I now understand why the apples are not cheep. They need to make up for the "not good enough" ones that get tossed to the ground. Little A took right to eating and enjoyed every bite. I see us doing this again next year.

Now what to do with all these apples???