sometimes to an almost-3-year-old
a blanket is more than a blanket
a skirt to go "visit your friends"
a dress to go dancing
a sweater "because it's cold"
a fort to lay under with Daddy
a cave to hide from Mommy in
a superhero cape
and sometimes it's just a blanket
to snuggle with Mommy
and play with her hair
right before bedtime
and watch "The Dancing Show" (So You Think You Can Dance)
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
sometimes to an almost-3-year-old
Posted by Kiersti at 7:27 AM
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
I didn't feel guilty every time I ate a piece of chocolate
Mya would stop waking up every night at midnight
Everything we still wanted to do to our house cost $5
I loved, no even LIKED to work out
Bryan liked seafood
It would be fall and stay fall for at least 3 months
I didn't stick my foot in my mouth all the time
I could kick the DC habit
I was going to Hawaii in April
I didn't have the skin of a teenaged boy going through puberty
I could make my baby enjoy her life somehow
I didn't get so defensive
It wasn't so hard to remember to say our prayers together
Lauren was a morning person
I could wear boots, a sweater, and a scarf today and not die of heat
Mya would stop shutting herself in rooms and screaming while wedged behind the door
I had 5 days off like Bryan does this weekend
I didn't have to wash my hair every day
I wasn't so loud
Our kids didn't make church so unbearable
I was taking a dance class again
I didn't have a gap between my front teeth
I had more patience with my kids
I liked onions, my life would be so much easier
I had time to sit and read for an hour every day
I could learn how to keep my house clean
Mya didn't spit out her milk and ruin at least 1 shirt per day
I had never seen the huge spider in my office that evaded me last week
I didn't have to work so hard at EVERYTHING, nothing just comes easy to me
I had about $250 guilt-free that someone made me spend on a killer pair of boots
Someone would do my laundry for me
I could get Lauren to eat anything other than pb&j and mac & cheese
There were about 4 more hours in the day
I could just be positive today
Posted by Kiersti at 5:53 AM
Saturday, September 26, 2009
One of my friends on Facebook posted this, so I thought I'd attach the link here. For all you moms out there, or anyone for that matter, a reminder to listen to the promptings you may have, regardless of the mood you're in or brushing it off as a silly thought.
My heart goes out to this family, especially the mother. I can't imagine what she must be going through.
Posted by Kiersti at 7:40 AM
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
I've noticed an increase in sass and attitude from Lauren since preschool started. It's like she's decided that she's big now and gets to say things to me like "but I want it", and "you said no to me, you don't say no to me", and always seems so surprised that phrases like that don't get her desired outcome.
Yesterday I even caught her throwing some of her sass her friend's way while we were coming home from preschool. After we dropped Sage off, we had a long conversation about how we don't talk to friends that way, and if you aren't nice to your friends then maybe your friends won't want to play with you anymore.
The afternoon went on, and the babysitter, Jessie, came over while I worked. She couldn't get Lauren to go down for her nap easily. Lo was crying about wanting to walk up the stairs, because about 30 minutes earlier she had thrown a fit about taking a nap, and I carried her up them. She's really weird about stuff like that - she was all worked up about wanting to walk up the stairs. I know, the kid is crazy. So after trying to get her off the subject for 5 minutes, I finally told her she could get out and go walk up the stairs. (And yes, that fixes the problem. There have been numerous times I've had to take her back outside to walk up the stairs in the garage, take a cup out of the sink for her to put in the sink. It sucks, but you just CAN'T get her to change her mind about it.)
And then it happened.
I was walking down the hall behind her and she turned around and stuck her tongue out at me.
I about went through the roof.
Where did she learn that? I'm assuming preschool. I know she's going to learn crap like this someday, but I'm not ready for that day. Is this whole attitude thing common when your kid starts going to school? She was just starting to get really sweet. We have pretty much stopped the throw-yourself-on-the-floor temper tantrums that lasted hours. She's old enough to reason, and to talk about things, and work things out before they escalate to that point.
But sticking her tongue out at me?
So I whipped her around and asked her if she just stuck her tongue out at me.
She said yes.
I then told her that we don't do that and if she EVER did that again she would not like what happened. (Really, I hadn't decided what the punishment would be at that point. New territory here.)
I think I had the crazy "pushed the wrong button" eyes, because the babysitter looked slightly frightened. But we laughed about it a minute later, so I'm pretty sure she doesn't think I'm too crazy.
Seriously, I'm not ready for this kind of stuff.
I guess as always, every new stage of your kid's life brings a whole new set of challenges.
Now I need to think of the punishment, because how much you wanna bet I see that tongue again in the next couple of days?
Posted by Kiersti at 5:47 AM
Monday, September 21, 2009
I often. . . go to Gardner Village just to walk around.
I have . . .the greatest husband in the world.
I fear . . .failing.
I feel . . .very loved.
I hear . . .Pandora (Fall Out Boy at them moment)
I smell . . .the remains of dinner
I hate. . .the spider that got away from me behind my desk this morning. I'm still creeped out.
I think. . .that I have the greatest 2 jobs ever.
I know. . .that I'm not perfect....not even close!
I want. . .to have more of a desire to work out.
I always. . .wash my hair, every day.
I am not. . .the best cook, but I sure try.
I am like . . .loud. Take it or leave it.
I believe. . .that family is incredibly important.
I don't always. . .read my scriptures and pray as often as I should.
I am happy that. . .I have so many good friends.
I win. . .at Trivial Pursuit (most of the time).
I lose. . .at most sport of a physical nature. Scratch that, all.
I never. . .bite my nails.
I need. . .some sort of treat every day.
I listen. . . and love all different kinds of music.
I am scared of. . .spiders.
I read. . .when I can.
I am . . . blessed.
Posted by Kiersti at 7:07 PM
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Feel free to notice the new family pic at the top of this blog, and the new pics of the girls on the right.
Posted by Kiersti at 12:48 PM
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
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Monday, September 14, 2009
Sheryll put together this awesome little montage of our family pics - enjoy!
Posted by Kiersti at 7:46 AM
Friday, September 11, 2009
It's 7:51 a.m., and I have already been served a variety of crackers, some corn, 2 layer cakes, soup, and numerous cups of hot chocolate.
Who knew wooden alphabet puzzle pieces and empty plastic tea cups were so delicious?
She's across the room right now drinking her hot chocolate from a pretend salt shaker, sitting on her little pink stool in her jammies, completely glued to Sleeping Beauty.
Almost 3 year olds have the greatest imaginations.
Posted by Kiersti at 7:51 AM
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009
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