I think I must say it a million times every day...
"Really?? Are you kidding me???"
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
Me, 32 years later.
Kaitlyn is me. I know I've said this before but today was one of those days, those really hard days, that you'd prefer to forget but know you never will. Owen got fed up with me yelling at him so he said "I don't want to have a Mommy and Daddy and baby anymore." That felt nice. It pretty much summed up the day.
But that wasn't my point. My point is that Katie is like me in so many ways! If I try to give her a new food, or even put anything in her mouth, she pulls away until she can see what it is. Just like me. If it's a new food that she doesn't recognize we literally have to shove it into her mouth so she'll taste it. Sound familiar Mom?
In the past, Katie has always shied away from the stairs. She'll climb one or two steps and then yell until we get her down. Today she decided she was done with that. Ugh. She must have made it up the stairs in 2 seconds flat. She's a tough cookie though. Katie fell down half the stairs and acted like nothing happened. She had a shot at the Doctor's this morning and barely cried. She shakes things right off. If I get hurt I generally lay there until somebody notices and feels bad for me. Sometimes, if noone hears me I moan loudly until they come. I'm fine with needles now but my Mom will attest to my inability to take a shot well when I was little. Let's just say it took multiple nurses and promises of candy. But my Mom survived and I will too.
I also like to think both kids got their dancing skills from me.
But that wasn't my point. My point is that Katie is like me in so many ways! If I try to give her a new food, or even put anything in her mouth, she pulls away until she can see what it is. Just like me. If it's a new food that she doesn't recognize we literally have to shove it into her mouth so she'll taste it. Sound familiar Mom?
In the past, Katie has always shied away from the stairs. She'll climb one or two steps and then yell until we get her down. Today she decided she was done with that. Ugh. She must have made it up the stairs in 2 seconds flat. She's a tough cookie though. Katie fell down half the stairs and acted like nothing happened. She had a shot at the Doctor's this morning and barely cried. She shakes things right off. If I get hurt I generally lay there until somebody notices and feels bad for me. Sometimes, if noone hears me I moan loudly until they come. I'm fine with needles now but my Mom will attest to my inability to take a shot well when I was little. Let's just say it took multiple nurses and promises of candy. But my Mom survived and I will too.
I also like to think both kids got their dancing skills from me.
Friday, June 12, 2009
What I want to be when I grow up.
Last night Owen and Caroline were sitting at the table eating dinner and Dan overheard this conversation.
Caroline: Owen, what do you want to be when you grow up? Do you want to be a computer man or a doctor?
Owen: No, I just want to be Batman.
I've been thinking a lot lately about what I want to be when I grow up. Maybe it's because Owen will be in Kindergarten all day next year and soon enough Katie will be heading there too. I was driving by the local farm stand the other day and noticed a help wanted sign. I thought, "what a fun job that would be!" I could work at the farm while the kids were at school. But I'm not sure it wouldn't get old. For a while I thought I would like to be a teacher. Then I realized that I don't like other kids nearly as much as my own. I tried my hand at studying to be a Veterinary Technician, but Owen decided to make an appearance before I could get into that very much. I have a habit of trying things out for a while (sometimes at great cost) and then deciding I don't want to do them. It was all I could do to get my degree in Anthropology. Even that decision was made only because I enjoyed those classes the most.
I wish I could find someone to write up a stay-at-home Mom resume for me... more than that, I wish I could find a company that would look at it seriously, and let me make my own hours and work from home and not sell stuff. :)
After spending 4 years at college, then 2 years working, then another semester back at college to get my degree, I find many of my strengths don't even stem from what I learned there. In fact, I envision the strengths/education portion of my stay-at-home mom resume going something like this...
The ability to get multiple children and spouse out of the house in a relatively short amount of time, while they fight you and dilly dally the whole way. You'd be a lot more impressed by this one if you could witness my husband's ritual leaving a house.
The ability to be prepared for any situation that may arise, and to pull the supplies for said situation out of an impressively small purse. Remember the game show Let's Make a Deal? At the end of each show the host would pick random items and see if anyone could find them in their purses, etc. Seriously, if I could get into the audience of Let's Make A Deal these days, I'd have every single thing that man wanted!
The ability to put a slippery diaper on a baby, multiple times a day, while she kicks and screams and rolls over and crawls away. Wrestling alligators?? Nothing compared to this!
Incredible reflexes. After a few false starts with Owen rolling off the bed (give me a break, he was the first!), I've managed to keep both children relatively safe and unbroken.
The ability to fairly referee arguments without taking sides and keep both parties happy.
The ability to clean disgusting things, most of them involving poop, without getting grossed out. (unless they come from the cats, Dan handles the cats)
The ability to survive on one income in this day and age. It's been over a year now since I've had a full-time job and somehow we've squeezed by. I don't even consider myself that good at budgeting, but I try and we manage to pay the bills on time and still eat. Which brings me to the next one.
The ability to maintain an extreme amount of faith. I think this one was probable drilled into my by my Mom. "Everything happens for a reason" and "God doesn't give you more than you can handle." Regardless of what happens I maintain faith that it will all work out. This is another one that I'm not necessarily great at, but aside from some tears shed (what else is new) and a bad week here and there, I think we've managed okay.
Most importantly, the ability to change and accept change much better than I used to. Some people may disagree with that, but I used to be really bad at dealing with change. Now I'm only slightly bad at it.
You know, maybe I don't need this resume thing after all. I guess all I really have to do is look at what I have, a great Husband, two beautiful children, a roof over our heads and food to eat, and I realize that I really am blessed. Maybe I've found what I want to be when I grow up after all.
Caroline: Owen, what do you want to be when you grow up? Do you want to be a computer man or a doctor?
Owen: No, I just want to be Batman.
I've been thinking a lot lately about what I want to be when I grow up. Maybe it's because Owen will be in Kindergarten all day next year and soon enough Katie will be heading there too. I was driving by the local farm stand the other day and noticed a help wanted sign. I thought, "what a fun job that would be!" I could work at the farm while the kids were at school. But I'm not sure it wouldn't get old. For a while I thought I would like to be a teacher. Then I realized that I don't like other kids nearly as much as my own. I tried my hand at studying to be a Veterinary Technician, but Owen decided to make an appearance before I could get into that very much. I have a habit of trying things out for a while (sometimes at great cost) and then deciding I don't want to do them. It was all I could do to get my degree in Anthropology. Even that decision was made only because I enjoyed those classes the most.
I wish I could find someone to write up a stay-at-home Mom resume for me... more than that, I wish I could find a company that would look at it seriously, and let me make my own hours and work from home and not sell stuff. :)
After spending 4 years at college, then 2 years working, then another semester back at college to get my degree, I find many of my strengths don't even stem from what I learned there. In fact, I envision the strengths/education portion of my stay-at-home mom resume going something like this...
The ability to get multiple children and spouse out of the house in a relatively short amount of time, while they fight you and dilly dally the whole way. You'd be a lot more impressed by this one if you could witness my husband's ritual leaving a house.
The ability to be prepared for any situation that may arise, and to pull the supplies for said situation out of an impressively small purse. Remember the game show Let's Make a Deal? At the end of each show the host would pick random items and see if anyone could find them in their purses, etc. Seriously, if I could get into the audience of Let's Make A Deal these days, I'd have every single thing that man wanted!
The ability to put a slippery diaper on a baby, multiple times a day, while she kicks and screams and rolls over and crawls away. Wrestling alligators?? Nothing compared to this!
Incredible reflexes. After a few false starts with Owen rolling off the bed (give me a break, he was the first!), I've managed to keep both children relatively safe and unbroken.
The ability to fairly referee arguments without taking sides and keep both parties happy.
The ability to clean disgusting things, most of them involving poop, without getting grossed out. (unless they come from the cats, Dan handles the cats)
The ability to survive on one income in this day and age. It's been over a year now since I've had a full-time job and somehow we've squeezed by. I don't even consider myself that good at budgeting, but I try and we manage to pay the bills on time and still eat. Which brings me to the next one.
The ability to maintain an extreme amount of faith. I think this one was probable drilled into my by my Mom. "Everything happens for a reason" and "God doesn't give you more than you can handle." Regardless of what happens I maintain faith that it will all work out. This is another one that I'm not necessarily great at, but aside from some tears shed (what else is new) and a bad week here and there, I think we've managed okay.
Most importantly, the ability to change and accept change much better than I used to. Some people may disagree with that, but I used to be really bad at dealing with change. Now I'm only slightly bad at it.
You know, maybe I don't need this resume thing after all. I guess all I really have to do is look at what I have, a great Husband, two beautiful children, a roof over our heads and food to eat, and I realize that I really am blessed. Maybe I've found what I want to be when I grow up after all.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Computer Shmooter!
Gosh darn technology. I'm a slave to it, yet it drives me crazy. We've spent about $300 (and an insane amount of stress) on our computer in the last two weeks but now it's up and running again. Thank God!! Of course every time I try to do something that was easy before, like upload photos or scan a document, I find that I have to reload the software to run it. Ugh! Anyway, I think I'm fully back online so hopefully I can catch you up to date with the kids and keep you up to date in the near future.
We've been working hard on gardening lately. Owen and I made some rock signs for our vegetable garden. Here he is working hard on the rocks and displaying the finished product.
The other day Owen and Katie were playing together and they ended up in her room. The next thing I heard was the door closing and a lot of quiet... so I went to investigate and this is what I found.
I finally gave in and bought Owen a bunch of water guns. Once the sun finally came out he spent hours running around shooting things (including us) with water. Katie tried to get in on the action too.
That's it for now, I have to get dressed before the princess wakes up. Just a side note, Dan showed me that if you click on the photos it pulls up a larger view of it. Maybe you already know that but if you don't it helps sometimes to see the pictures a little bigger.
We've been working hard on gardening lately. Owen and I made some rock signs for our vegetable garden. Here he is working hard on the rocks and displaying the finished product.
The other day Owen and Katie were playing together and they ended up in her room. The next thing I heard was the door closing and a lot of quiet... so I went to investigate and this is what I found.
I finally gave in and bought Owen a bunch of water guns. Once the sun finally came out he spent hours running around shooting things (including us) with water. Katie tried to get in on the action too.
That's it for now, I have to get dressed before the princess wakes up. Just a side note, Dan showed me that if you click on the photos it pulls up a larger view of it. Maybe you already know that but if you don't it helps sometimes to see the pictures a little bigger.
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