My 4 1/2 year old is so grown up. This morning The Husband and I woke to the soft cooing of The Girl as she hung out in the state between asleep and awake and realized it was 6:15 AM. My first thought was, wow this can't happen on the weekend? Then, I wondered where is The Boy. Much to my interest, he was in the Family room watching cartoons. He had gotten up, let us sleep and turned on the tv to "his" channel. He was as quiet as a mouse snuggled on the couch. It was so sweet and such a sign that he is no longer dependent. Bittersweet.
The Boy got to fill out a worksheet at school titled "All About My Dad." Here are his answers:
My dad is 32 years old. His favorite thing to do is play with me. His favorite movie/tv show is basketball. His favorite food is asparagus. The coolest thing about my dad is running. My favorite thing to do with my dad is play boat.
Some of these are right on the money like the age, the basketball thing. Some of them are just funny. Asparagus is not The Husband's favorite food, but The Boy doesn't like asparagus so The Husband talks about it all the time. You know, how good it is, how it makes you strong, etc. I guess that makes it seem like it is The Husband's favorite food. We weren't real sure what playing boat was at first, but then realized that his teacher misunderstood him...it should be playing "Bolt" as in the movie. Apparently, they pretended to be Bolt downstairs on Monday night...must have been a great game.
The Girl is 42 weeks or 9 1/2 months old already and I am not ready for some of the changes that have arrived. In the last three weeks, she has crawled, pulled herself up, said up, bye-bye and uh-oh and clapped her hands...these changes I like. It is good to see them. It shows her personality, etc. On top of that, she has dismissed pureed baby food, has seemingly started to self wean and has started with the separation anxiety. Those make me sad, especially the self weaning portion of things. She is too little to do that already. I keep telling myself that she is just taking a break from nursing and will be ready to start it up full force again tomorrow. I can hope, right!? Before I know it, she will be asking for the car keys so she can go meet some ya-hoo at the movie theatre because guys don't pick girls up anymore when they go on dates. I'm a little scared.
Late spring is full of celebrations for our family. We have my birthday, my dad's birthday, Mother's day, The Husband's birthday and Father's day. There are four other extended family birthdays mixed in there as well. Crazy! Today is The Husband's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUSBAND. I am a mere 15 days older than The Husband, but in my house, that makes me old, older than everyone, the oldest person in the world according to The Boy.
I will have to say, I love being over thirty. It isn't bad. I don't feel old. I am sure that will change as time continues to pass, but right now, I am in a good place. My kids keep me feeling young. Today, I have a spiderman cell phone in my purse. It was a nice surprise to know that I can call spiderman anytime I need to. I think I might walk around the office with it attached to my ear.
The Boy has been at his new school less than a week and he is already getting married. Her name is Taylor and not only are The Husband and I are invited to nuptials, we get to sit in the first row of the church. We are SO lucky!
My child was replaced by another at approximately 6 PM yesterday. We have been very blessed to have two children who are pretty well behaved. The Boy listens and is respectful and The Girl is just laid back. But, last night, The Boy had a tantrum of the highest caliber while we were sitting at the dinner table. I made something new for dinner, hominy. This is not a typical dinner item at my house these days, but it was when I was growing up, so I thought I would see if my family would like it.
We have a rule at our house...whenever a new food item is introduced, everyone has to at least try it. Trying it means you have to put it in your mouth, chew it and swallow it. I know, I am a dictator. But, I will say this has worked out for our family so far. My kid eats more things than any other kid I know. He likes artichokes for heaven's sake. When I put the hominy on his plate and introduced it, he made a face. I reminded him of the rule and he begrudgingly put a piece of hominy in his mouth and followed that up by spitting it out in his hand. This was followed by a little bit of a melt down and inappropriate behavior for which he was sent to his room. He continued to scream for approximately five minutes, I DON"T LIKE IT, I DON'T LIKE IT, etc. etc. When that didn't get a reaction, the mantra turned to I DON'T LIKE MOMMA, I DON'T LIKE MOMMA. I knew this would eventually happen, I would become the world's most notorious evil-doer, but it didn't hurt my feelings too much. Comes with the territory I guess.
The Husband finally went in to talk to The Boy after a few more minutes of screaming. It was suddenly quiet and the stomping of little feet was heard in the hallway. The Boy sat back in his seat, whole heartedly apologized for his tantrum and then took a bit of the hominy. He looks up at me and says...
I don't know why I had a silly tantrum, this is really good, can I have some more?
The family made it to and back from our cross country journey without a hitch. I will say that it was very hard to get up for work this morning. I cannot believe the time went by so fast. But the first family vacation was awesome and I am looking forward to the next one. We will start planning now!
The Boy had such a great time. he changes his mind time and time again regarding his favorite part of the trip. He loved train town. He loved the beach. He loved meeting his great grandparents. He loved staying in a hotel one night. He loved seeing San Francisco. Let's just say he loved it.
The Girl had a big week too. She finally crawled. She said her first word, "up", and she pulled herself up to a standing position. Whew, lots of milestones out of the way. The first thing we did when we got home on Sunday was baby proof the basement. She is on the move folks.
For me, I think I have finally realized that vacation is supposed to be vacation. When you have kids that have to have naps and down time, it is virtually impossible to go, go, go. This vacation was exactly what I needed to see that you don't have to see everything and do everything all day long to get the full effect. It is great to lounge and rest and just be. The vacation was fabulous, I was relaxed. I didn't check my work email once. It was Fab-U-lous.