Here is a fine example of what can happen when you choose to blog instead of play with your children. I've learned my lesson!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Words I Love
I love it when kids say words wrong...I hate correcting them because it's so cute, I'd almost prefer them to say it wrong for years.
Ains still has a couple of words that she says wrong. She used to use a 'W' for her L's and when she gets talking fast she still says "Wet's" instead of "let's." I also love it when she mistakenly says destructions for instructions. "The destructions say....." Too funny!
Owen has a list of words right now that make me laugh. I think my favorite is that he calls Zucchini, "bikini." I love that it's fall and so there's lots of chance to use that word.
He is into the computer right now and always asks to play on pbs.ord. He loves the letter 'B' and throws it at the beginning of lots of words. Benember is remember and benilla is vanilla.
He is still figuring out pronouns. He confuses he and him, and for some reason I giggle a little when he says, "I like he!"
But I think I like it the most when he says actually. He uses this word a lot...he uses it correctly and he says it correctly which is why I like it. How many 3 year olds regularly use the word actually? Too cute!
He replaces any "y" sound at the beginning of a word with the "n" sound. So he'll say, "I toes nu" (I told you).
Nu is you, na is ya, nes is yes, and so on, it's just plain cute.
And just on another note, Owen has also decided that he would like to be a cooker when he grows up. From conversation we have gathered that he will cook people hot dogs and other delicacies. I'm sure he'll do well in this profession!
Ains still has a couple of words that she says wrong. She used to use a 'W' for her L's and when she gets talking fast she still says "Wet's" instead of "let's." I also love it when she mistakenly says destructions for instructions. "The destructions say....." Too funny!
Owen has a list of words right now that make me laugh. I think my favorite is that he calls Zucchini, "bikini." I love that it's fall and so there's lots of chance to use that word.
He is into the computer right now and always asks to play on pbs.ord. He loves the letter 'B' and throws it at the beginning of lots of words. Benember is remember and benilla is vanilla.
He is still figuring out pronouns. He confuses he and him, and for some reason I giggle a little when he says, "I like he!"
But I think I like it the most when he says actually. He uses this word a lot...he uses it correctly and he says it correctly which is why I like it. How many 3 year olds regularly use the word actually? Too cute!
He replaces any "y" sound at the beginning of a word with the "n" sound. So he'll say, "I toes nu" (I told you).
Nu is you, na is ya, nes is yes, and so on, it's just plain cute.
And just on another note, Owen has also decided that he would like to be a cooker when he grows up. From conversation we have gathered that he will cook people hot dogs and other delicacies. I'm sure he'll do well in this profession!
Some out takes...as requested!
And for the record, our photo session ended when it did because Owen cut himself on a piece of grass (??Whaaat??) and due to the bleeding of the finger, and the lack of band aids in my purse, and the crying we called it a night and went and got ice cream.Thursday, September 10, 2009
Fall Photo Shoot
We finally got some new portraits of the kids on Labor Day. Go ahead, tell me how adorable my children are!
Monday, September 7, 2009
The Name Game
I have come to realize something throughout my pregnancies...John and I are not compatible when it comes to naming children. I hate to say this publicly, but John drives me crazy when it comes to choosing names. He either only comes us with crazy names, like Beatrix, Omar, Trolly Dodger, or Fenway. Or he gets one name in his head and can speak of nothing else.
With Ainsley this worked to his benefit (probably because I found her name first, and although I liked it I wasn't sure about it until she was born).
With Owen he stuck with Fenway until the end. I think the only reason he agreed to Owen was that is was his Grandpa's name, the funny thing about that though, is that I thought his grandpa's name was Charles and only found out right before I had Owen that that was indeed his grandpa's name. I just think it was funny that for months John had in his mind that we were naming our child after a relative, and I thought we had just picked a cute name at random. Maybe we need to work on our communication skills!
This time around John picked the name Omar for a boy...luckily I only had to listen to that one constantly until I was 20 weeks and then it was shut down for good. His girl name this time around is Emmie. It's not a horrible name, I actually think it's kind of cute, I'm just not sold on it. I have my own names. But I'm tired of hearing the baby referred to as Emmie and there being no discussion otherwise. He did try to humor me a few weeks ago when I got really mad and we talked BRIEFLY about other names. For the record, my list of names at this point include Chloe, Maya, and Zoey(how wierd is it that 2 of my names rhyme, I'm almost embarrased about that!) but my list is constantly warping.
In general naming children just stresses me out. I don't like the pressure. Maybe I put too much thought into it. I worry about the name fitting them as a baby, a child, and an adult. It has to sound decent with Dinger...which is no easy task! I worry that it has to fit with the other names in the family so it can just roll off your tongue, Ainsley, Owen, and____. And I worry that the kid will end up hating their name. Maybe that's because I never really liked mine. My mom knew from the time she was in high school that she would name a daughter Jessica. How sad that I never loved the name like she did.
So my question is, how do you go about naming your children? Do you have a list saved from high school that you use? Do you argue with your spouse about it? Am I the only one that hates it?
I guess this time around I might just have to wait until I'm at the hospital again, and hopefully the name will be finalized there.
BTW...please no feed back on our list of possible names (unless of course you think they are all adorable)....we don't need to add any fuel to the fire in either direction :)
With Ainsley this worked to his benefit (probably because I found her name first, and although I liked it I wasn't sure about it until she was born).
With Owen he stuck with Fenway until the end. I think the only reason he agreed to Owen was that is was his Grandpa's name, the funny thing about that though, is that I thought his grandpa's name was Charles and only found out right before I had Owen that that was indeed his grandpa's name. I just think it was funny that for months John had in his mind that we were naming our child after a relative, and I thought we had just picked a cute name at random. Maybe we need to work on our communication skills!
This time around John picked the name Omar for a boy...luckily I only had to listen to that one constantly until I was 20 weeks and then it was shut down for good. His girl name this time around is Emmie. It's not a horrible name, I actually think it's kind of cute, I'm just not sold on it. I have my own names. But I'm tired of hearing the baby referred to as Emmie and there being no discussion otherwise. He did try to humor me a few weeks ago when I got really mad and we talked BRIEFLY about other names. For the record, my list of names at this point include Chloe, Maya, and Zoey(how wierd is it that 2 of my names rhyme, I'm almost embarrased about that!) but my list is constantly warping.
In general naming children just stresses me out. I don't like the pressure. Maybe I put too much thought into it. I worry about the name fitting them as a baby, a child, and an adult. It has to sound decent with Dinger...which is no easy task! I worry that it has to fit with the other names in the family so it can just roll off your tongue, Ainsley, Owen, and____. And I worry that the kid will end up hating their name. Maybe that's because I never really liked mine. My mom knew from the time she was in high school that she would name a daughter Jessica. How sad that I never loved the name like she did.
So my question is, how do you go about naming your children? Do you have a list saved from high school that you use? Do you argue with your spouse about it? Am I the only one that hates it?
I guess this time around I might just have to wait until I'm at the hospital again, and hopefully the name will be finalized there.
BTW...please no feed back on our list of possible names (unless of course you think they are all adorable)....we don't need to add any fuel to the fire in either direction :)
Thursday, September 3, 2009
I'm throwing in the towel.
Despite my best efforts to make this pregnancy my best ever...my aching body is winning.
I have officially (temporarily) canceled my gym membership. I went from being a regular worker outer to being a slacker worker outer...so why pay for it and add to my guilt right? I think my low iron levels, pulled muscle in my stomach, and the sheer size of my current self, have made me too tired and too sore, so I gave up! I'm still not sure how I pulled a muscle in my stomach while walking, but I did, and the doctor told me it most likely wouldn't heal until after delivery. So I'll walk Ains to school for a bit of exercise, which as sad as it is, is enough to make me sweat like crazy! Seriously, by the time I got home from my 30 minute walk this morning I was dripping sweat and my stomach ached so much I had to rest for another 30 minutes before I could drag myself off the couch. Eight more weeks of this...8! Okay, I actually have nine if I'm honest with myself and plan on being late...bummer. And for the record, my morning sickness has yet to completely go away. I long for the day I can wait to eat because I'm hungry and not because I feel sick. Have I mentioned I love pregnancy?!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
First Day of Kindergarten!
Ainsley started Kindergarten on Monday...and as you can tell by her lovely pose...she was slightly more excited than nervous.
She has been waiting for this day for a long time. Unfortunately for her she still doesn't have a great grasp of time. Days, weeks, and months, can be used interchangeably as far as she is concerned. A typical conversation might go something like this.
Me: No, 2 weeks.
A: So, in 10 days?
There's really no rhyme or reason to it...not at all confusing.
We got there early enough for her to play on the playground for a while. The bell rang, the kids lined up,the parents watched, and then the kids went inside...while the parents watched. Ains gave her teacher a hearty "Hello!" on her way in the door, she was oozing confidence that day. She even informed me later that she was the cutest girl there. 
The parents all hung about awkwardly in the classroom for a minute and then eventually left their little ones behind. I had a moment of emotion on Friday at the open house and was worried that in my pregnant state this moment that Ains and I had been waiting for for so long would be tainted by tears. But alas, she was so excited I couldn't help but be excited for her. And she has been so ready for school for so long that it was more of a relief that the day was finally here than anything else. Unfortunately for Owen and I, our day wasn't quite as fun. Owen complained of an upset stomach all day, so we were just waiting for the puking to hit. I'm sure glad Ains had it last week and not during her first week of school! I was being all productive and making tomato sauce with the tomatoes from my garden, and peach jam with peaches from a friend. We picked up Ains from kindergarten and I was babysitting the kids that Ains picked up her illness from last week. I had just finished my "freezer canning" and my body was aching when Owen puked all over the carpet.
Poor kid was miserable for the rest of the day and into the night. Luckily all the kids that were here had been sick already, but I was a little insane trying to keep a one year old out of the puke mess long enough to get it cleaned up....ewwww!So after a long afternoon and night, and a couple more days, Owen is finally recovered, Ains is still loving school, and I have since made raspberry jam, baked bread, cleaned the house, and gone grocery shopping...go me!
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