Here are Lucas and Matilda in their "Radio Flyer" wagon my father gave them for Christmas, in their very cluttered and 25% unfinished playroom. Duane wound up spending the rest of this evening pulling them around the house in it!
My mom said something the other day to me that still has me laughing. She asked me if Matilda and Lucas (17 months) knew their "ABC's" yet. Now, I was somewhat of a prodigy in our small family and according to most relatives knew my ABC's by age 2, and was reading by age 3. However I think that was my intellectual peak and its been downhill ever since!
I said "Mom, we are currently working on colors".
"But you should be teaching them ABC's, you knew yours by age 2".
"I know, but they are concentrating on their colors and I just don't have the time to do both. I do have an ABC book I read to them and I sing the song when I have time."
"You don't have to teach them! Thats what Sesame Street is for! I never taught you anything, I let Sesame street do it." And then with a slight panic in her voice- "THERE IS STILL SESAME STREET ISN'T THERE?!?!?!".
As if children all over the world may be suffering from illiteracy without it. Rest assured, there IS a Sesame Street, Virginia!
My mom did teach me a few things, but perhaps not ABC's. :-)
Last night we had a BABYSITTER. Can you believe this? After realizing that we only communicate for thirty minutes a day and that its usually about the content of diapers (blech) we decided to enlist the services of an area teenager who was eager to learn the trade of many teens before her. A neighbors daughter whose mom was equally eager for her daughter to sit for us (so she could come and help once we left, bless her heart!) came down with a friend last night, helped us put the babies in bed, then watched them for 1.5 hours while we went on a date. Unfortunately, we skipped lunch trying to plan how to best use our date. We were both completely famished and didn't speak at all while out because we were too busy stuffing huge gobs of food going into our mouthes and then ran out of time and didn't communicate until we came back home and then we talked about the content of Rowan's diaper. *smirk* But, the outing went well, and we paid well and left brownies out and put on a teen movie "Bring it On" so I do not think our local teen was frightened and will offer to sit for us again and perhaps next time we can talk about the content of Ewan's diaper instead. Heh. No seriously. We need more things to talk about and if any of your moms with more parenting experiences have good conversation starters that do not involve diapers, please leave them in my comment area. Maybe we can find one of those "date questionaires" like they use on those dating services and both fill them out but not present them until we are at the date location?
And today after grocery shopping I finally went to Goodwill and dropped off the clothing I will never get into again. Everyone says pregnancy changes your body, but no one tells you that you might be surprised by how weird that could be. My hips are the same size, so is my waist. Its my rib cage! None of my tailored blouses or fitted sweaters fit at all now. Here I was excited to get into my "skinny jeans" and didn't give a thought to my "skinny sweaters" until I went to wear one a few weeks back. Hmpfh. They are all so snug, and while I would like to smile smugly and say it is because of my new big bosoms, it is not. The bosoms are probably smaller even than before, no, it is actually the bones of my rib cage! They expanded and they show no signs of returning to their former size and I am impatient and since it just makes me feel insecure to keep trying on clothing that looks bad, I decided to share them with someone whose ribcage is small(er).
My sister is reading my blog at work and asked that I make sure the content is "work sensitive". She will have to tell me if "bosoms" is going to get her into trouble. As of yet, that word hasn't appeared in any of my spam, so I think only women above 70 still use that expression and since they are not marketed for products whose subject header might read: "Increase the size of your bosoms!" I am fairly work safe.
9 comments:
I'm so guilty. Just twins (not even two sets) get me everytime. I just can't quit gushing over them. I must learn to control myself. When I worked retail, there was one lady that we looked forward to coming in with her twins. All of us that worked in the store crowded around each time she came in. She had the cutest boys. One of us would offer to watch the stroller while she did some shopping!
Loved the new pictures. They are all growing up. Glad you found a good baby sitter...~Ann
so glad you got a date night, even if it was actually a date hour.5! My kids are 15, 22 & 23 and it seems the conversation still goes in that direction, hmmm. Sometimes, just spending time together is enough. Make sure you do at least one thing for you every week, like read when the kids are napping. You can update your husband on what you personal goal will be for every week. That was pretty cute about your mom. She was proud of you and thank goodness for Sesame Street! You will have so much fun watching your babies learn, and at 17 months yours seem to be doing very well!
Delighted to hear you had a night out. I hope the babysitting works out so you can have more and practice your conversation subjects ;-)
Loved your mom story and Sesame Street.
Ahhh, Sesame Street...now, where else do you think I could learn to count to 10 in Spanish?? My girls LOVED Sesame Street.....and so did their Momma...
My daughter never watched Sesame Street! She just didn't like it. That's funny that your mom was worried about whether it's still around! You should let her know how much it's changed.
Glad you had a date night! It's important to get out as a couple now and then. My husband and I do breakfast or lunch while our daughter is in school.
Take care,
Manuela
That is pretty funny about Sesame Street. There are some really some great programs out there that are teaching the children and they do not even know it i.e Little Bear, Maggie and the ferocious Beast,
And as far as only talking about diapers as time goes by and they are out of diapers you then talk about ,Girl/Boy Scouts," Is his/her homework finished?”,” Do you know where she put her tennis shoes?”,” Don’t forget she has a play date Saturday after ballet”,” do you know where her ballet bag is ??Ugggh! I guess we should have said all that we wanted to say to each other before we decided to have kids.Hehe!
Wow! an hour and half to yourselves oh how I wish! We are silly, between his work, my school/clinical,girlscout troop,housework childcare and artistic pursuits we do not take the time for a date, we so need to do that this year! I am glad that you have found someone to watch the babies that will be so nice and well deserved!Have a great week!
I'm glad you went out for a date night! I have realized that you really have to make the time for dates and for talking. I have always felt like that would make me selfish or a bad mother. Now I realize I was wrong! If you don't spend that time as a couple then you wake up one day and realize you are only caregivers to children you both love and not a couple anymore.
Is "bosoms" work-sensitive? -giggles- Yes, in today's world, I think it is more than work sensitive. ,-)
And I'm 70 but even I don't use that word. -giggles- I do happen to prefer "breasts" to the slang "boobs." So I suppose that makes me un-hip in itself. -more giggles-
So smart you are, to get rid of any clothes which bother you. Yes pregnancy changes the body. But you have your waist and hips back! Pluzzeeeeeeeeeeeese don't moan about your rib cage. All the zillions of mothers who never got their waist/hips back will come and *throttle you*! -yet more giggles-
Mmmmmmm, as to Mom, it's a fair guess that when you were learning your ABC's so early {in whatever way that was}, she did _not_ have 2 sets of twins around, to care for. ,-)
Mari-Nanci
Oh and wonderful that you had a babysitter, and that her mom was nearby and willing to help out. Very perfect situation, I'd say. My 15 year old granddaughter babysits in the neighborhood, and her mom is 'on call,' too.
Mari-Nanci
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