Last week we hit 2 big-time milestones, one for each kid.
Zachary is officially swimming!! For 2 months, he's been "flailing without drowning..." but we finally got him swimming correctly over the weekend. I was talking to him before bed the night he accomplished the goal and he said to me, "Mommy, I'm like Michael Phelps now." He sure is.
Allie is officially potty trained!! She's been wearing undies since June 1, but has been consistently accident-free only this past week. Zachary was a big help and a good influence on her. She really listened to him explain how it works and even "how to hold it..."! I love to hear her say "big girl undies" and "I have pee..." and "num nums!" and "tinkerbell undies."
I can't believe how big my kids are now.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Cuties
2 rare things happened today. 1)We were ready for church a little early, 2)The kids wanted their pictures taken (they even had suggestions for me)! So, here are some cute pictures of my sweet little ones, some of the poses/looks are inspired by their little minds:
Friday, June 25, 2010
Confessions
I debated posting these photos because they reveal my inability to keep up with laundry for only four people. But the real truth is, I don't (keep up with the laundry).
Hi, I'm Rebecca and I am an unfit housekeeper.
In the minutes of my daily productivity, there is a constant war between motherhood and a clean house. A war in which there can only be 1 victor. There are two specific battlefields where this war gets bloody - the kitchen floor and the guest bed.
The kitchen floor contains remains of 3 (yes, 3) meals EVERY (yes, every) day, hand-prepared by me alone (yes, just me). For whatever reason, Allie is still extremely messy when she eats and I'm extremely messy when I cook. I wear shoes in the kitchen because it really bothers me.
The guest bed is rarely visible due to what Todd calls "the staging area" for laundry. I'm pretty good at keeping the laundry washing and drying, but once it's clean, it finds its home on the guest bed. In a heap. A heap that continues to grow with each clean warm load tossed on top.
I'm not asking for sympathy or advice. I've had plenty of co-workers make fun of my tedious work habits and plenty of family make fun of my thorough itineraries & folders. So I don't struggle with organization or methodology. It's really about priorities. I know what it takes to be a good housekeeper. I'll even admit I think I have what it takes to be a good housekeeper.
But I am an unfit housekeeper.
You might also classify yourself as an unfit housekeeper if you were faced with this dilemma:
Enjoy this cuteness or fold laundry?
Hi, I'm Rebecca and I am an unfit housekeeper.
In the minutes of my daily productivity, there is a constant war between motherhood and a clean house. A war in which there can only be 1 victor. There are two specific battlefields where this war gets bloody - the kitchen floor and the guest bed.
The kitchen floor contains remains of 3 (yes, 3) meals EVERY (yes, every) day, hand-prepared by me alone (yes, just me). For whatever reason, Allie is still extremely messy when she eats and I'm extremely messy when I cook. I wear shoes in the kitchen because it really bothers me.
The guest bed is rarely visible due to what Todd calls "the staging area" for laundry. I'm pretty good at keeping the laundry washing and drying, but once it's clean, it finds its home on the guest bed. In a heap. A heap that continues to grow with each clean warm load tossed on top.
I'm not asking for sympathy or advice. I've had plenty of co-workers make fun of my tedious work habits and plenty of family make fun of my thorough itineraries & folders. So I don't struggle with organization or methodology. It's really about priorities. I know what it takes to be a good housekeeper. I'll even admit I think I have what it takes to be a good housekeeper.
But I am an unfit housekeeper.
You might also classify yourself as an unfit housekeeper if you were faced with this dilemma:
Enjoy this cuteness or fold laundry?
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
About a cake
Zachary & I made a cake for Todd (because we love him) the other day during Allie's nap time. While we were working on it, we talked a little bit about Daddy here & there. I didn't realize how much Zachary actually took in until I heard this conversation later in the day.
Zachary: "Allie, look, we made a cake for Daddy."
Allie: "My cake!"
Zachary: "No, Allie it is not for you. It's for Daddy."
Allie: "My cake!" (she now knows she can irritate him with this...)
Zachary: "Allie, we did not make the cake for you. We made it for Daddy."
Allie: "MY cake!"
Zachary: "Allie, it's Daddy's cake. We made it for Daddy because he works really hard and takes good care of us."
Allie: "MY cake!"
Zachary: "Allie, NO! It's for Daddy because he goes to work every day. You don't go to work. All you do is play."
Zachary: "Allie, look, we made a cake for Daddy."
Allie: "My cake!"
Zachary: "No, Allie it is not for you. It's for Daddy."
Allie: "My cake!" (she now knows she can irritate him with this...)
Zachary: "Allie, we did not make the cake for you. We made it for Daddy."
Allie: "MY cake!"
Zachary: "Allie, it's Daddy's cake. We made it for Daddy because he works really hard and takes good care of us."
Allie: "MY cake!"
Zachary: "Allie, NO! It's for Daddy because he goes to work every day. You don't go to work. All you do is play."
Sunday, June 20, 2010
A week of beaches, part two
We finished up our vacation today, coming home from Hilton Head Island. Here are some pictures from the past few days.
Zachary, on the road, somewhere in the state of Florida.
Zachary, on the road, somewhere in the state of Florida.
We spent a lot of time in our undies ("we" being the kids...!) for a couple reasons. First, Allie is about 90% potty trained, so we were finishing up some of that routine. Second, when you swim, eat & sleep for 6 straight days, who needs clothes?
My favorite part of our time at Hilton Head was the bike ride. We went all over the plantation where we stayed and even rode on the beach for awhile. It was wonderful. The kids loved it and I was very relaxed, enjoying the breeze and the flat & easy ride. I LOVE LOVE bike rides.
