I remember when I was in kindergarten (yes its was a long, long, long, time ago but I am not senile yet). It was fun. Lots of fun. I learned all my letters and numbers and few other little things.
It is not like that anymore. Isaiah is expected to be reading by the end of the year (6 weeks to go). Well he had a weak pre-school situation and didn't go into school knowing as much as maybe he could. I did not worry about it, because I remembered just a few years ago a teacher telling my mother (when one of my young siblings started school) that they will teach them all the need to know and that if she worked on following directions that was the biggest help.
Isaiah does read. He can read pretty well now. Its that he doesn't always want to. Last night I am not sure if he just wanted to keep prolonging bed time, or he was getting attention or what, but it was hard. He would sound out a word over and over again and not put it together. Fine so daddy told him what it should have been. Next page same word, same situation. He was not paying attention or just being silly. So Allen said lets put the book up we can read more tomorrow. Then Isaiah bust out into tears. It was late he needed sleep. I think we are going to get a timer and see if that helps.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Bugs! Bugs! Bugs!
My husband and I hate bugs. I mean really hate bugs. We used to tease that when we had kids they would probably would love bugs.
Well we were right. Isaiah is a bug boy, but Christina is still pretty fascinated with the creepy crawlies.
Yesterday when I picked up Isaiah he had found an inchworm and wanted to take it home. He has a small plant that he grew and it was on there. I said it is okay. As long as once home it stayed outside. The kids kept running to the door to check on it. Eventually the inch worm found its way off the plant. They were so sad.
Why are kids so attracted to bugs? They are so gross.
Well we were right. Isaiah is a bug boy, but Christina is still pretty fascinated with the creepy crawlies.
Yesterday when I picked up Isaiah he had found an inchworm and wanted to take it home. He has a small plant that he grew and it was on there. I said it is okay. As long as once home it stayed outside. The kids kept running to the door to check on it. Eventually the inch worm found its way off the plant. They were so sad.
Why are kids so attracted to bugs? They are so gross.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Long night
I have always known that my kids do best when on a schedule. That is why we try to fit naps into the schedule on the weekends when we can. We also try to make sure they are in bed for the night by 8:30 (well 8:00 is bedtime but it gets later then that every now and then).
This weekend we tested those limits. Saturday Isaiah did get a little bit of a nap (maybe an hour). Saturday during the day was an exciting time (and the subject of another post). My husband decided that we needed to have a date that night. Our anniversary is next weekend but I will be working a wedding and so he decided to take me out early. So with a phone call we get a baby sitter (what would we do with out grandparents near by).
We took advantage of the time without kids and had a nice long dinner out. We finally got back to pick the kids up at 11:00 p.m. When we walk into my moms Christina is asleep on her lap. And Mom said she just went to sleep. And Isaiah was wide awake. He was watching TV with them. We get home get them in bed and go to bed ourselves. 11:55 (yeah, I looked at the clock) Isaiah walks in and said he was scared. I remind him there is nothing to be scared of and go back to bed. 12:45 He is back and still scared of the dark and shadows. This is where I am sure I have failed the parenting test. I think a good mother would get up walk him back to his room point out all the shadows to show him what made them and rub his back until he was asleep. Did I do that? Nope. I asked him what he needed. He responded that he needed a story. I informed him that it was past bed time, and past story time and he needed to go to bed and get some sleep.
I thought that was the end of it. I finally fall asleep at 1:30 (I think I kept waiting for him to come in again). I wake up at 7:00 not really wanting to be awake but for some reason can’t sleep in. My husband wakes up and I was telling him about Isaiah and he slept through it all. He thinks the dinosaur movie he watched earlier might have been a bit much for him. Then I realize I hear something. I look on the floor on the end of the bed and there is Isaiah asleep with my afghan pulled over him.
We talk quietly for a few more minutes about it, and we hear something I look up to see Isaiah quietly leaving my room and closing the door. As soon as it’s closed he opens it again and walks in like he just woke up from his bed. He was trying to be sneaky. I asked him why he slept on the floor in my room. You should have seen that little boys face as he realized he was caught. I think if he had gone to bed earlier he would not have had that problem. Oh and we are limiting the dino movies too.
This weekend we tested those limits. Saturday Isaiah did get a little bit of a nap (maybe an hour). Saturday during the day was an exciting time (and the subject of another post). My husband decided that we needed to have a date that night. Our anniversary is next weekend but I will be working a wedding and so he decided to take me out early. So with a phone call we get a baby sitter (what would we do with out grandparents near by).
We took advantage of the time without kids and had a nice long dinner out. We finally got back to pick the kids up at 11:00 p.m. When we walk into my moms Christina is asleep on her lap. And Mom said she just went to sleep. And Isaiah was wide awake. He was watching TV with them. We get home get them in bed and go to bed ourselves. 11:55 (yeah, I looked at the clock) Isaiah walks in and said he was scared. I remind him there is nothing to be scared of and go back to bed. 12:45 He is back and still scared of the dark and shadows. This is where I am sure I have failed the parenting test. I think a good mother would get up walk him back to his room point out all the shadows to show him what made them and rub his back until he was asleep. Did I do that? Nope. I asked him what he needed. He responded that he needed a story. I informed him that it was past bed time, and past story time and he needed to go to bed and get some sleep.
I thought that was the end of it. I finally fall asleep at 1:30 (I think I kept waiting for him to come in again). I wake up at 7:00 not really wanting to be awake but for some reason can’t sleep in. My husband wakes up and I was telling him about Isaiah and he slept through it all. He thinks the dinosaur movie he watched earlier might have been a bit much for him. Then I realize I hear something. I look on the floor on the end of the bed and there is Isaiah asleep with my afghan pulled over him.
We talk quietly for a few more minutes about it, and we hear something I look up to see Isaiah quietly leaving my room and closing the door. As soon as it’s closed he opens it again and walks in like he just woke up from his bed. He was trying to be sneaky. I asked him why he slept on the floor in my room. You should have seen that little boys face as he realized he was caught. I think if he had gone to bed earlier he would not have had that problem. Oh and we are limiting the dino movies too.
(photo is from Adoption Day 2005 but its my favorite of him asleep)
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Week of the young child
Week of the young child is a week that day cares and early learning centers try to do fun activities to make the children in their care feel even more special and just have fun. My husbands school does this. They have some fun activities, but the school that my daughter goes to really have fun. I wish I had taken pictures this week because its been a riot.
Every day is a different theme. Monday is Teddy Bear picnic day. The kids wear pajamas to school and bring their favorite bears. Christina wore her purple Dora the Explorer princess PJ’s and took her purple ballerina bear. Every child left that day with a prize for their bear.
Tuesday was Texas/Western Day. This day is always tough. But I found an old pair of overall that no longer fit Isaiah and tried them on they were a little long but not bad. I cuffed them added a red and white checked shirt and a black cow boy hat out of the dress up box and she was a cow girl. I think the most exciting thing was she was in pants (I have not been able to get her in pants for months all dresses all the time).
Today is Wacky Wednesday. They will read the book and were encouraged to dress wacky. My daughter was very excited about this one. So she picked out her outfit.
Capri pants with a skort over them and underwear over them. A top that does not match. Two different socks glitter in her hair and topped off with a diaper on her head. Yep. You read that right, underwear over a skort and diaper on the head. Does not get any wackier then that. I did not encourage her on this at all she had it all planned and my husband went right along with it.
(photo above is not of Wacky Wendesday but still its funny)
Every day is a different theme. Monday is Teddy Bear picnic day. The kids wear pajamas to school and bring their favorite bears. Christina wore her purple Dora the Explorer princess PJ’s and took her purple ballerina bear. Every child left that day with a prize for their bear.
Tuesday was Texas/Western Day. This day is always tough. But I found an old pair of overall that no longer fit Isaiah and tried them on they were a little long but not bad. I cuffed them added a red and white checked shirt and a black cow boy hat out of the dress up box and she was a cow girl. I think the most exciting thing was she was in pants (I have not been able to get her in pants for months all dresses all the time).
Today is Wacky Wednesday. They will read the book and were encouraged to dress wacky. My daughter was very excited about this one. So she picked out her outfit.
Capri pants with a skort over them and underwear over them. A top that does not match. Two different socks glitter in her hair and topped off with a diaper on her head. Yep. You read that right, underwear over a skort and diaper on the head. Does not get any wackier then that. I did not encourage her on this at all she had it all planned and my husband went right along with it.
(photo above is not of Wacky Wendesday but still its funny)
Tomorrow is Hawaiian day and then Friday is patriotic (red white and blue day) those are not too hard.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
My birthday
Some day’s I just love being a mom. Not that I don’t like being a mom other day’s but there are days that it is just awesome. Yesterday was my birthday. I told my husband we were not going to do anything for it. I didn’t want presents or anything, just let it pass. Well I was on my way to work in the morning and I got a phone call. I answered it and my kids broke out into a full scale version of "Happy Birthday to you" They told me they loved me and then I had to get back to driving. I can not tell you why but it really got to me, touched my heart. I got teary up just a little bit.
Then I picked up Christina in the afternoon. She asked me where my cupcakes were. I asked what she was talking about. She said its my birthday I need cupcakes. I told her not this year. (it’s been a long time since I have had a party with cupcakes).
I got Isaiah and we went home I cooked dinner and then Allen got home. He pulled the kids aside and they were all secret. Finally they appear with a card and a CD (Group 1 Crew). Again I got teary. The card they both wrote their names in it. On their own they wrote their names. Isaiah has been doing this but to see It so clear was great and then Christina had all the letters in her name on there. They were out of order but there none the less. My kids are growing up and so sweet. My husband is pretty sweet too. He decided that he could not let my day go by with out some recognition.
Then I picked up Christina in the afternoon. She asked me where my cupcakes were. I asked what she was talking about. She said its my birthday I need cupcakes. I told her not this year. (it’s been a long time since I have had a party with cupcakes).
I got Isaiah and we went home I cooked dinner and then Allen got home. He pulled the kids aside and they were all secret. Finally they appear with a card and a CD (Group 1 Crew). Again I got teary. The card they both wrote their names in it. On their own they wrote their names. Isaiah has been doing this but to see It so clear was great and then Christina had all the letters in her name on there. They were out of order but there none the less. My kids are growing up and so sweet. My husband is pretty sweet too. He decided that he could not let my day go by with out some recognition.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Last nights funny
Last night Allen was taking care of the kids while I had a meeting. He decided that he would run through the drive through to get them some pasta and then head home to eat it there.
Well Christina decided she didn’t want to go there. She wanted to go somewhere else. Some how they came to an agreement and that there would be no fussing.
So as they got there she said "we are not going to be fussy, but I think I would prefer to have some sweet tea tonight"
Okay so what four year old says prefer over I want? And please tell me my children are not the only ones that like sweet tea. I guess its better then a soda right?
Later when Allen was giving Christina her bath he let Isaiah stay in the living room to watch Dinotopia. I have not seen this movie but I guess it’s a little intense. Isaiah kept coming into the bathroom and would say, "Daddy, I really think you should come out here. You could see some pretty scary stuff on the dinosaur movie" I though that is the best version of "I’m scared" without saying I have ever heard.
Well Christina decided she didn’t want to go there. She wanted to go somewhere else. Some how they came to an agreement and that there would be no fussing.
So as they got there she said "we are not going to be fussy, but I think I would prefer to have some sweet tea tonight"
Okay so what four year old says prefer over I want? And please tell me my children are not the only ones that like sweet tea. I guess its better then a soda right?
Later when Allen was giving Christina her bath he let Isaiah stay in the living room to watch Dinotopia. I have not seen this movie but I guess it’s a little intense. Isaiah kept coming into the bathroom and would say, "Daddy, I really think you should come out here. You could see some pretty scary stuff on the dinosaur movie" I though that is the best version of "I’m scared" without saying I have ever heard.
Morning People?
It has been a strange week. At our home I usually wake up and get ready and get the kids lunches and backpacks ready and then I head to work. Allen is in charge of getting the kids up, dressed, and out the door. This works well for us.
Well Allen is an assistant teacher in a Kindergarten Class. If the lead teacher is out he is the sub and has to work her hours. She works early. So if this happens I have to get the kids up and dressed and to school.
Wednesday and Thursday this was the case. She has the flu so Allen went in to cover. I love my kids, but I am not a morning person. And it turns out my daughter is not either. My son can function at a normal level, but is not jumping around excited. My daughter on the other hand is another story. No matter what I did it was not right. I had the wrong clothes. I didn’t let her sleep enough. I didn’t wake her up early enough (yep, turned out she thought she needed her hair in curls yesterday but to do that I would have had to get her up earlier and rolled it-no time for that). No matter what the case she would start to fuss. I did whatever I could to avoid a full on fit. The bad parent that I am turned on the TV and let them watch a few minutes of their favorite movie so that I could get their lunches and mine put together.
We got out the door, we made it to school, all in one piece both days. No one seemed to be too much worse for the wear. I did notice my hair is fading and I think I gained a few gray hairs. That is okay its about time for a dye job.
I love my kids but I think letting my husband deal with them in the morning is best.
Well Allen is an assistant teacher in a Kindergarten Class. If the lead teacher is out he is the sub and has to work her hours. She works early. So if this happens I have to get the kids up and dressed and to school.
Wednesday and Thursday this was the case. She has the flu so Allen went in to cover. I love my kids, but I am not a morning person. And it turns out my daughter is not either. My son can function at a normal level, but is not jumping around excited. My daughter on the other hand is another story. No matter what I did it was not right. I had the wrong clothes. I didn’t let her sleep enough. I didn’t wake her up early enough (yep, turned out she thought she needed her hair in curls yesterday but to do that I would have had to get her up earlier and rolled it-no time for that). No matter what the case she would start to fuss. I did whatever I could to avoid a full on fit. The bad parent that I am turned on the TV and let them watch a few minutes of their favorite movie so that I could get their lunches and mine put together.
We got out the door, we made it to school, all in one piece both days. No one seemed to be too much worse for the wear. I did notice my hair is fading and I think I gained a few gray hairs. That is okay its about time for a dye job.
I love my kids but I think letting my husband deal with them in the morning is best.
Friday, April 4, 2008
My hubby
I know this blog is mostly about the kids but I think I have to include my husband stories on here too. I find myself saying, "Yes, He belongs to me" about as much as I say it about the kids. I love my husband. In fact at the end of this month we will celebrate 6 years married. And even with the tears and struggles with infertility and miscarriage I can say I have a happy marriage and love him dearly. That said there are times I don’t think I like him very much. J . Tuesday night I got home from my Bible Study and he had just started watching the movie I am Ledged. I was standing behind the couch leaning on it watching it with him. He tells me to take a load off and watch the movie with him.
At this point I tell him I can’t. In an effort to eat better we agreed that we would pack dinner and take it with us for Wednesday nights instead of grabbing something from a drive thru (we have church Wednesday nights and with all the driving around getting everyone and schedules we don’t have time to stop at the house and eat). I told him I needed to make sandwiches and wraps for lunch and dinner for me and the kids for the next day and whatever he wanted to take.
He tells me not to worry about it. He will get up early with me and help me do it, and just wanted me to come and watch the movie. So I did.
Wednesday morning I get up I get everything out for the dinners/lunches. I start making the first one. He comes in he makes two sandwiches and puts some chips in a bag. And walks off. I ask what he was doing he said he made his. So I ended up making everything for dinner for me and the kids and then gathered up Christina’s lunch and got it all in the cars.
Is it wrong that I secretly hopped the kids would be fussy when getting up and give him a hard time? Don’t get me wrong I enjoyed the movie and was not late for work, but a little extra help would have been nice. I’ll get over it.
At this point I tell him I can’t. In an effort to eat better we agreed that we would pack dinner and take it with us for Wednesday nights instead of grabbing something from a drive thru (we have church Wednesday nights and with all the driving around getting everyone and schedules we don’t have time to stop at the house and eat). I told him I needed to make sandwiches and wraps for lunch and dinner for me and the kids for the next day and whatever he wanted to take.
He tells me not to worry about it. He will get up early with me and help me do it, and just wanted me to come and watch the movie. So I did.
Wednesday morning I get up I get everything out for the dinners/lunches. I start making the first one. He comes in he makes two sandwiches and puts some chips in a bag. And walks off. I ask what he was doing he said he made his. So I ended up making everything for dinner for me and the kids and then gathered up Christina’s lunch and got it all in the cars.
Is it wrong that I secretly hopped the kids would be fussy when getting up and give him a hard time? Don’t get me wrong I enjoyed the movie and was not late for work, but a little extra help would have been nice. I’ll get over it.
April Fools
I know that April Fool’s day was 4 days ago but its still floating around our house. I am not sure who told him about it but Isaiah caught onto the April Fools antics this year. He was telling people they had a monkey on their face or spider in their hair. Okay fine. Well on April 2nd he is still doing it. I let him know that it only works one day out of the year and it was time to stop (can you tell I am not a fan of the April Fool’s day jokes).
Well last night he would lie to me or Christina about something and when I would start to call him out on the lie he would yell "April Fool’s"
I did not take me long to realize that he now thinks he can lie, and if caught he just has to say April Fool’s. I let him know that April Fool’s is over and that he may not lie to me. I let him know if it happened again that he would have time out.
Well it did happen again. He served his time out and finished the night off well.
Allen had a staff meeting last night and so he got home in time to give the kids hugs and kisses good night. After the kids were settled he asked me how the kids were. As I passed on the tale of our son and the lies covered by April Fool’s he started laughing. Yep I agree it was funny, but at the time I am trying to keep our child from starting a life of lies (well it was not that bad) and he was laughing. Glad he was not home he would not have made it the night without laughing and the kids would never take the no lies rule seriously.
Monday, March 31, 2008
They master Chef.
The other day in the car Isaiah asked me to make Chicken Peazioni for dinner. Okay problem is I don't know what that is. So I asked him. He told me what was in it. It sounded interesting. I asked him who told him about it. And he told me maybe his tummy because it wanted to eat it. So my son made up this whole detailed recipe. Well last night I finally had time to make it, well we made it. I had him help me as much as he could.
Here is the recipe
Chicken breast cut into pieces (cook in skillet with a little olive oil until well done).
Add at the last minute 1/2 cup peanuts (salted) stir constantly
Add spaghetti sauce (Isaiah said it needed red sauce so this is what I got) I don't know how much I just put enough to cover the chicken well but not leave it soupy.
then add white cheese (I used graded Italian blend. Isaiah put in a couple of good handfuls).
Then stuff it into a pita pocket.
I also made some green beans and peas on the side.
Last night he made everyone taste it and tell him as soon as we tried it what we thought. It was not bad. Asian meets Italian meets Greek.
Then when putting him to bed last night he said, "You know mom that was some good dinner we had tonight." He was very proud.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Easter Weekend
Friday morning we all got up. Got dressed and went to the dentist. Nothing like replacing a cap and getting a good cleaning just before Easter. The kids did great and we went to McDonalds afterwards for breakfast.
Friday afternoon/Evening was the birthday party. I think that deserves it's own post so I will save the details. Just know that my Brother in law and my sister in law and her baby all came over after the party and didn't leave until almost 10. So it was a late night.
Saturday morning early ALlen went to the store to buy stuff to make breakfast tacos for the work crews at church. We made them and I took them up and decided to stay and work. All was good. Until I had to use the restroom. Well we still don't have our plumbing in place yet so we have a porta potty out at the new building. So I went to use it. Very careful not to let my tussy touch the seat I did let my legs touch the edge so not to fall and as I did this I felt something burn me. I stand up and there is a smooshed wasp. I was bit by a wasp while going potty. I took some of the kids benydryl and went on working. Finally I was tired and filthy and went home to shower.
We had some running around to do. Grocery Shopping. Going to Target to spend Birthday gift cards. Nothing spectacular. Well Christina and I run over to mom's house for a little bit to get her Easter dress. It was a dress I wore when I was a little girl and my mom had saved it. While there my brother shows up and asks what Allen is doing. I told him that he was home with Isaiah and so he called him. I get home and Allen said that he was going to go help my brother DJ a wedding at the last minute. These people's DJ just didn't show up. How heart breaking. They get there get set up and of course the computer won't work so their music selection is pretty limited but they are making it work and apologizing because normally they have time to customize the music to the event. THe couple did not care they were just glad there was music and family members were bringing up CD's so they could play them. Allen got home at one a.m.
While he was gone I got the kids down to bed and filled all the eggs for the Easter Bunny and when I was pretty sure the kids were asleep I helped the Easter Bunny hide a few eggs. Well about that time son walks out and says he needs to go potty. So I tell him to go potty and go back to bed.
Next morning he said he saw me putting an egg on a cup. I told him he must have been dreaming (the cat knocked that egg over anyway so there was no egg on a cup). Later when getting him dressed again he said he saw me with an egg. I said if he saw me with an egg it was only to fix it because it fell. He accepted this answer. He is only six I want the easter bunny to last longer.
After the kids work up they hunted Easter Eggs inside (it was too dark ourside and too many critters). Had breakfast and got ready for church. Church was good. And after church we went to my parents. Well they got candy for their birthday from my grandmother and candy from my mom for Easter. So they wanted to eat it. They already had candy that morning and cupcakes at church because it had just been their birthday. Well I said sure its Easter and let them eat it. They had that and cookies later and full sugar Kool-Aid and a nuber of other items filled with sugar. At one point my daughter was talking so fast, high, and silly that I thought she might be speaking in toungs. We kept them up late that night and let them sleep in Monday.
Oh and while at my moms house after the easter egg hunt outside. My brother (13 years old) and Isaiah started throwing the empty plastic eggs at each other. Before you know it everyone is tossing the plastic eggs at each other. It was crazy. It was like a snow ball fight with plastic easter eggs. Isaiah was so red faced and tired but he had so much fun because he kept nailing my brother right on the head with those suckers. The kid has a great arm and great aim. Maybe I should look into T-Ball.
Friday afternoon/Evening was the birthday party. I think that deserves it's own post so I will save the details. Just know that my Brother in law and my sister in law and her baby all came over after the party and didn't leave until almost 10. So it was a late night.
Saturday morning early ALlen went to the store to buy stuff to make breakfast tacos for the work crews at church. We made them and I took them up and decided to stay and work. All was good. Until I had to use the restroom. Well we still don't have our plumbing in place yet so we have a porta potty out at the new building. So I went to use it. Very careful not to let my tussy touch the seat I did let my legs touch the edge so not to fall and as I did this I felt something burn me. I stand up and there is a smooshed wasp. I was bit by a wasp while going potty. I took some of the kids benydryl and went on working. Finally I was tired and filthy and went home to shower.
We had some running around to do. Grocery Shopping. Going to Target to spend Birthday gift cards. Nothing spectacular. Well Christina and I run over to mom's house for a little bit to get her Easter dress. It was a dress I wore when I was a little girl and my mom had saved it. While there my brother shows up and asks what Allen is doing. I told him that he was home with Isaiah and so he called him. I get home and Allen said that he was going to go help my brother DJ a wedding at the last minute. These people's DJ just didn't show up. How heart breaking. They get there get set up and of course the computer won't work so their music selection is pretty limited but they are making it work and apologizing because normally they have time to customize the music to the event. THe couple did not care they were just glad there was music and family members were bringing up CD's so they could play them. Allen got home at one a.m.
While he was gone I got the kids down to bed and filled all the eggs for the Easter Bunny and when I was pretty sure the kids were asleep I helped the Easter Bunny hide a few eggs. Well about that time son walks out and says he needs to go potty. So I tell him to go potty and go back to bed.
Next morning he said he saw me putting an egg on a cup. I told him he must have been dreaming (the cat knocked that egg over anyway so there was no egg on a cup). Later when getting him dressed again he said he saw me with an egg. I said if he saw me with an egg it was only to fix it because it fell. He accepted this answer. He is only six I want the easter bunny to last longer.
After the kids work up they hunted Easter Eggs inside (it was too dark ourside and too many critters). Had breakfast and got ready for church. Church was good. And after church we went to my parents. Well they got candy for their birthday from my grandmother and candy from my mom for Easter. So they wanted to eat it. They already had candy that morning and cupcakes at church because it had just been their birthday. Well I said sure its Easter and let them eat it. They had that and cookies later and full sugar Kool-Aid and a nuber of other items filled with sugar. At one point my daughter was talking so fast, high, and silly that I thought she might be speaking in toungs. We kept them up late that night and let them sleep in Monday.
Oh and while at my moms house after the easter egg hunt outside. My brother (13 years old) and Isaiah started throwing the empty plastic eggs at each other. Before you know it everyone is tossing the plastic eggs at each other. It was crazy. It was like a snow ball fight with plastic easter eggs. Isaiah was so red faced and tired but he had so much fun because he kept nailing my brother right on the head with those suckers. The kid has a great arm and great aim. Maybe I should look into T-Ball.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Happy Birthday!!!
Yep today my babies are a year older.
Isaiah turned 6 and Christina turned 4. And yes you are reading that correct, they were born on the same day just two years apart. I think it makes a special bond between them. They know they share a birthday. What I love is that I only have to plan on party. This year we will celebrate on Friday. I will post the details then of the High School Musical party.
Just wanted to post a happy birthday to my kiddo's.
I love them so much.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Weekend recap
Well this was definatly one of those weekends.
Saturday morning we got up had breakfast and told the kids it was time to clean their rooms. Isaiah is a stasser for cleaning so I had to pull things out from under the train table and behind shelves and such. He also had been just tossing toys into any bucket he could find on his shelf with no rhyme or reason to it. So I scooted everything to the middle of the floor and then dumped all the buckets out there as well. We lined up all the containers and started sorting everything out. He was a huge help and actually said he likes when we clean his room like this its fun.
I told him when we go to the store later he can pick out a prize for all the hard work (this type of cleaning is more then just daily cleaning and I think it deserved a prize).
Allen was helping Christina. Let's just say it didn't go as well. She is not one to clean and we have not forced the issue so that is our fault. They were in there three hours and it was still not done. She just would not help him and he would not do it withouth her helping.
I went in there yesterday afternoon for 20 minutes and we knocked out a chunck of it but she still has not finished.
Okay back to Saturday. After cleaning we go into town have lunch and go to the craft store (Christina and I) and the music/book store (allen and Isaiah). We meet the boys at the music store after getting a few things for the party. Isaiah said he was ready to go. Allen said that is fine and we would he just wanted to look at the magazines for something. They head over there and Isaiah throws a huge temper tantrum about being ready to go. Talking back, crying, all of it. They leave I go pay for everything. I get to the car and he is still in full on tantrum. It finally gets better.
We go to the grocery store get what we need for the week. We get home put the groceries away and let the kids play a little bit (still encouraging Christina to get her room done). I get dinner made. It was tough but finally the kids ate something. Then it was time to brush teeth and go to bed. Christina decided it was her turn to just melt. Temper tantrum like I have not seen over brushing teeth. We got through it, but she has to go to bed with out her back rubbed.
Sunday was better but we still had some issues. Christina is definatly in a tantrum phase and an "I can't" phase. I pray they pass quick.
Saturday morning we got up had breakfast and told the kids it was time to clean their rooms. Isaiah is a stasser for cleaning so I had to pull things out from under the train table and behind shelves and such. He also had been just tossing toys into any bucket he could find on his shelf with no rhyme or reason to it. So I scooted everything to the middle of the floor and then dumped all the buckets out there as well. We lined up all the containers and started sorting everything out. He was a huge help and actually said he likes when we clean his room like this its fun.
I told him when we go to the store later he can pick out a prize for all the hard work (this type of cleaning is more then just daily cleaning and I think it deserved a prize).
Allen was helping Christina. Let's just say it didn't go as well. She is not one to clean and we have not forced the issue so that is our fault. They were in there three hours and it was still not done. She just would not help him and he would not do it withouth her helping.
I went in there yesterday afternoon for 20 minutes and we knocked out a chunck of it but she still has not finished.
Okay back to Saturday. After cleaning we go into town have lunch and go to the craft store (Christina and I) and the music/book store (allen and Isaiah). We meet the boys at the music store after getting a few things for the party. Isaiah said he was ready to go. Allen said that is fine and we would he just wanted to look at the magazines for something. They head over there and Isaiah throws a huge temper tantrum about being ready to go. Talking back, crying, all of it. They leave I go pay for everything. I get to the car and he is still in full on tantrum. It finally gets better.
We go to the grocery store get what we need for the week. We get home put the groceries away and let the kids play a little bit (still encouraging Christina to get her room done). I get dinner made. It was tough but finally the kids ate something. Then it was time to brush teeth and go to bed. Christina decided it was her turn to just melt. Temper tantrum like I have not seen over brushing teeth. We got through it, but she has to go to bed with out her back rubbed.
Sunday was better but we still had some issues. Christina is definatly in a tantrum phase and an "I can't" phase. I pray they pass quick.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
The Fever that won't quit.
Okay last week on Wednesday I pick up Isaiah and he has a fever. He did not feel good, but no other symptoms of illness. He stayed home with daddy on Thursday fever still wouldn not go down. We got him an appointment Friday morning with the doctor. Of course he wakes up Friday with no fever. Still go to the doctor. She thinks his body is just fighting a respatory infection and he is fine. All weekend and week he is fine. Today Allen picks him up from day care and he is acting tired. Says he doesn't feel good. Allen takes his temp and its just over 100. I told him to give him tylonal. I don't know if he was outside playing hard and is just tired and the temp is from the playing or what. I wish I knew. He is going to go to the movies tomorrow with the day care group. He missed a reading party last friday at school and I would hate him to miss this as well. If it is a fever of course we will keep him home, but i pray its not. I am so tired of all the gunk in the air and the funky weather changes that are getting and keeping everyone sick. Be hot or be cold but stop with all this.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
But I need it.
Yesterday I was talking to my son about how drop off this morning was going to go. I had to take both kids to day care this morning (he is on spring break) and they both go to two diffrent places on opposite sides of town. So I told him since his school was so close to home I would drop him off first, but I couldn't stay and talk today I had to have hugs and kisses and get going.
Isaiah said that was fine and went about playing with his new hot wheel car that my brother had found and gave to him.
A few minutes later he told me ,"I don't have to have hugs and kisses. You can just frop me off"
Me, "What? I always get hugs and kisses. Do you not want to give me hugs and kisses anymore?"
Isaiah, "I want to but I don't need them so you won't be too late for work"
Me, "What if I NEED them?"
Isaiah, "You didn't get them this morning?"
I thought about it and he was right he was playing with the dog at the day care when it was time for me to go and just told me bye.
Me "Oh, that's what's wrong today"
Isaiah, "What?"
Me "I didn't get an Isaiah hug or kiss this morning and my day has seemed to be off all day. Now I know what happens if I miss a hug and kiss from you."
Isaiah "Mom, your crazy"
Me "I love you"
Isaiah "Yeah I love you, but your still crazy"
Then I got a hug and kiss.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Horton Hears a Who
Well Friday morning I got an email from Fox7 News that we wond four passes to see a special screening of Horton hears a Who. I was so excited. Saturday morning we took the kids. I thought I had been to an advance screening of a movie before but this was unreal.
The movie started at 10:00 we knew seating was not guaranteed. So we got there at 8:40 and at that point there were already about 80-100 people in line. We got in line and it was cold. They theatre didn't want to open until the promotions people for the movie got there. Finally they decided to move the line inside. Awsome.
Well they announce that if you have a phone that can take pictures or videos then you will have to take it back to your car. They can't allow those in. So I take our phones and run back to the car with them. Go and get back in line with Allen and the kids. The kids are getting so antsy. They have started chasing each other in a circle around Allen. There wasn't room for them to go anywhere else. They like to play a game of guess the animal where one says they are thinking of an animal and then give one clue about it and the other guesses the animal. I tried to get that started but nope running around daddy was much more fun. My toes were stepped on so many times.
They finally let us into the theatre at 9:30 but only after we empties pocked and bags and were wanded (you know the security metal detecting wands that they run over you at the airport). Even the kids were asked about phones and what was in their pockets and wanded. We were heading in and Allen saw they were giving out Horton Ears so he sent me over to get some with Isaiah and he and Christina went to find the seat. Isaiah got his and I asked for a pair for Christina. The lady said that she had to be with me no adults could have them. She was very snippy. I was as polite as could be and said okay thanks I'll go get her. Isaiah was upset he said mom what about Christina's ears you didn't get her any ears. I told him I would go get her and bring her back and hopefully they would still have some. If not maybe he could share. The lady pushed a pair of ears in my hand and said here take them. Glad for one less trip up and down the stirs but really I was going to go get her.
Get in get the kids settled ears on ask about potty runs no one has to go (except me) and so that means another trip down the stairs. I figure while down there to get the snacks. Then after ordering two kids movie meals and two large drinks and a medium popcorn I am by myself and there is no way to carry it all. The kind young teenager behind the counter must have sensed my dread and offered me a tray. Great.
Go back up the stairs get the snacks distrubuted and settled in.
The movie finally starts at 10:15 after several people have to say thanks to everyone form coming out and braving the cold. I don't know where they are from it was cold with the wind and in the shade outside but cold as in 35-40 degrees. No rain no ice nothing like that. Okay. Movie time.
I am a huge Dr. Suess fan. My kids love this story in particular. I always use the line "A perons a person no matter how small" when Christina gets upset that kids pick on her cause she is small. I did not have high hopes for this movie I know hollywood has to twist it make it work for the money. Well they did take some creative licence with it but all it all it was a great movie. The liberties taken were done in Suess style so I do recomend the movie. Both my kids made it all the way through with no major figiting episodes. Pretty good for them.
The movie started at 10:00 we knew seating was not guaranteed. So we got there at 8:40 and at that point there were already about 80-100 people in line. We got in line and it was cold. They theatre didn't want to open until the promotions people for the movie got there. Finally they decided to move the line inside. Awsome.
Well they announce that if you have a phone that can take pictures or videos then you will have to take it back to your car. They can't allow those in. So I take our phones and run back to the car with them. Go and get back in line with Allen and the kids. The kids are getting so antsy. They have started chasing each other in a circle around Allen. There wasn't room for them to go anywhere else. They like to play a game of guess the animal where one says they are thinking of an animal and then give one clue about it and the other guesses the animal. I tried to get that started but nope running around daddy was much more fun. My toes were stepped on so many times.
They finally let us into the theatre at 9:30 but only after we empties pocked and bags and were wanded (you know the security metal detecting wands that they run over you at the airport). Even the kids were asked about phones and what was in their pockets and wanded. We were heading in and Allen saw they were giving out Horton Ears so he sent me over to get some with Isaiah and he and Christina went to find the seat. Isaiah got his and I asked for a pair for Christina. The lady said that she had to be with me no adults could have them. She was very snippy. I was as polite as could be and said okay thanks I'll go get her. Isaiah was upset he said mom what about Christina's ears you didn't get her any ears. I told him I would go get her and bring her back and hopefully they would still have some. If not maybe he could share. The lady pushed a pair of ears in my hand and said here take them. Glad for one less trip up and down the stirs but really I was going to go get her.
Get in get the kids settled ears on ask about potty runs no one has to go (except me) and so that means another trip down the stairs. I figure while down there to get the snacks. Then after ordering two kids movie meals and two large drinks and a medium popcorn I am by myself and there is no way to carry it all. The kind young teenager behind the counter must have sensed my dread and offered me a tray. Great.
Go back up the stairs get the snacks distrubuted and settled in.
The movie finally starts at 10:15 after several people have to say thanks to everyone form coming out and braving the cold. I don't know where they are from it was cold with the wind and in the shade outside but cold as in 35-40 degrees. No rain no ice nothing like that. Okay. Movie time.
I am a huge Dr. Suess fan. My kids love this story in particular. I always use the line "A perons a person no matter how small" when Christina gets upset that kids pick on her cause she is small. I did not have high hopes for this movie I know hollywood has to twist it make it work for the money. Well they did take some creative licence with it but all it all it was a great movie. The liberties taken were done in Suess style so I do recomend the movie. Both my kids made it all the way through with no major figiting episodes. Pretty good for them.
Friday, March 7, 2008
THings they say
Last night in continuing with the letting my children watch too much TV we decided to want the newly released 101 Dalmatian animated movie. I can't say this was a favorite of mine growing up. I didn't hate it but still not my pick of top 10 Disney movies.
So we are all watching it. And then on the screen come Cruella Devill. Christina asks me if she is mean. Well not an easy answer. We have reserved the term mean to be used for strangers that want to hurt you. So I said no, she is just very greedy and selfish and so that makes her not very nice. I feel we answered well.
These are the words from my dear sweet daughters mouth...
"I am greedy, but I am still nice"
Well at least we now know she realizes she has the greedy gimmes, I thought we were not getting through her about always wanting stuff. She understands, I take it she just does not care. She is proud of her greed.
I love my kids.
The laughter alone that brings tears like last night when she said this are just priceless.
So we are all watching it. And then on the screen come Cruella Devill. Christina asks me if she is mean. Well not an easy answer. We have reserved the term mean to be used for strangers that want to hurt you. So I said no, she is just very greedy and selfish and so that makes her not very nice. I feel we answered well.
These are the words from my dear sweet daughters mouth...
"I am greedy, but I am still nice"
Well at least we now know she realizes she has the greedy gimmes, I thought we were not getting through her about always wanting stuff. She understands, I take it she just does not care. She is proud of her greed.
I love my kids.
The laughter alone that brings tears like last night when she said this are just priceless.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Too much TV?
Okay when we first were planning our family and knowing that we were adopting children that were already 1 and 3 we had the great TV debate. How much TV is too much? Well surely educational programs are fine and a little here and there won't hurt. We knew we didn't want to use the TV as a babysitter and that TV time would be limited its the best way.
Here is the problem my husband and I are TV junkies. I admit it. I love TV. I love movies. I need visual entertainment from the little/big box in my living room.
So as the months and years go by we find ourselves with the TV on more and more. I am not proud, but its how it has become. Now I don't realize it too often, but last night I realized that we have been watching it more then usual.
After dinner when I turned the TV on my daughter (almost 4) asks me what we are going to watch. I inform her that its almost time for American Idol but nothing is on right now. Her next question is the one that made me laugh and realize how much TV we watch.
"Mom is that the singing show, the dancing show, or the house show?" Yep without fail we seem to watch American Idol, Dancing with the stars or Dance War, and Extreme Makeover Home edition.
Well I won't chalk this up to failure as a parent and I still have time to redeem my children from a life of being couch potatoes. It's March the wind is blowing and we have kites. Let's go fly those kites.
Friday, February 29, 2008
I took a nap.
last night was just one of those nights that I love being a parent. The kids ate dinner and we sat around and watched 102 Dalmatians. They had wanted to see it again all week and we have been busy, so last night was a good night for this. When the movie finished it was time for bed. Allen was not home yet but on his way. He had a test to take for school. So without fuss (that is a major accomplishment) they brushed teeth and went potty and got ready for bed. We went through the routines and were in bed. Allen got home just as I finished up and went to give hugs and kisses and then we sat down to watch some tv while the laundry was going. That was 8:00. At 10:15 Christina come in from her room sleepy and rubbing eyes and tells us, "I took a good nap" She thought she had slept until the morning. We put her back to bed, but we could not stop laughing it was just the funniest sweetest moment.
(okay the photo has nothing to do with the story but its another of those moments that I have to say yep they belong to me.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Day Care
I know that I am not the only person that has the day care woes. Everything in my wishes that I did not have to work and that I could stay home with my kids, but in all honesty I am not a stay at home type. I like working. Don't get me wrong I miss my kids when I work. But I feel like they are in great care. My son is in Kindergarten all day and when he gets out he is picked up and taken to a home day care. The lady who runs the school used to run a large church day care and wanted to get out of the big committee run center and just take care of kids. Its great she has dogs and cats around the house and yard and its a country one room school type set up. Isaiah loves it. My daughter is in full time preschool at a center in town. My mother is the director and my sister in law is her lead teacher. She is surrounded by family. Now my delimia is that next year I am pretty sure I want to move Christina. If I don't she will be in the same room for two years. I don't think she will do well with this. She is a bit of a drama queen so I don't know how she will do in the small setting, but I think I want to send her to the same place Isaiah is going to. Its going to be hard to move her away from family but still I think it will be best.
I want to do what will make her thrive. Isaiah has struggled this first year of Kindergarten because he had a weak pre-school experience. I didn't push him in reading skills in pre-school and they did not have much of a circle time so the idea of sitting still is just too much for him. I don't want that for her. Next year in first grade he will have a great teacher she has already said she will take him. I know it will be better. We learn from our mistakes. The pre-school program Christina is in will pre-pare her better, but I think she will be board and start acting up. She needs change every now and then.
Also she loves going to pick her brother up and always wants to play there. So maybe it will be an easy transition.
I want to do what will make her thrive. Isaiah has struggled this first year of Kindergarten because he had a weak pre-school experience. I didn't push him in reading skills in pre-school and they did not have much of a circle time so the idea of sitting still is just too much for him. I don't want that for her. Next year in first grade he will have a great teacher she has already said she will take him. I know it will be better. We learn from our mistakes. The pre-school program Christina is in will pre-pare her better, but I think she will be board and start acting up. She needs change every now and then.
Also she loves going to pick her brother up and always wants to play there. So maybe it will be an easy transition.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Weekend Wrap up
Okay it was defiantly a long but fun weekend.
Friday night my sister had her solo dance competition. My kids love their "Risa" so we went to dinner first stopped and pick up flowers (well Christina and I did) and then went to the competition.
We didn't have time to pick up flowers before the show so we stopped at a Wal-Mart close by. Not that I am a big fan of Wal-Mart flowers but I wanted to get her something. They had this wonderful arrangement of purple and white flowers which is the school color. At the store Christina wanted to hold them. It was half the size of her. I let her. The people at the store all kept laughing at her and commenting on how cute she was. It was defiantly funny. I need to have a camera with me at all times. It was a site
At the competition the kids did pretty good. We got there in time to see the 5 dances before my sister. Then Risa danced. The kids yelled and screamed for her. Then we watched the last two from their team. During the last one Isaiah would not stop talking. And rather loud. So I finally just gave him a look (most you moms know the look) and gently put my finger over his mouth to let him know where my look was directed at. He burst into tears (but the were silent tears). It was well past bedtime already so I guess getting the look when you are tired was just too much for him.
After this my sister and the team are leaving to go get changed and head home. Christina grabs the flowers and runs between the high school girls in front of my sister and makes them all stop to give her the flowers. Again I needed a camera my little 27 pound not yet 4 year old stopped an entire dance team from exiting with no help from anyone. She had a mission.
Well I thought awesome we can go now. Nope Isaiah wants to wait and tell Risa good job. So we wait. She comes out finally. Hugs all around, good jobs and thank yous shared by all. Time to go. Not as easy as I thought. Christina wanted to ride with my mom. Problem was my mom had a Yukon full of high school dancers. No car seat and no room for one. So my mom in an effort to appease my crying, no wait bawling child walks us out to the car and puts her in the seat. My sweet child then proceeds to cry for 10 minutes that she wants her finally falls asleep and every 5-10 minutes she cries out in her sleep that she wants grandma.
Saturday Morning is breakfast out. We then go to find the early voting location. It is not where they said it would be. We call and find out where it is. It opens at 10:00 we get there at 9:58 so just in time. We go vote. Christina "helps" daddy and Isaiah "helps" me. Just before voting we are standing in line. Isaiah has the wiggles and just can't stand still. I tell him I know there is not a lot to do here, but please stay over here with me so others can vote and then it will be our turn. I then turn to the man behind me who has been watching all the wiggles and such and apologize because Isaiah has walked right in front of him several times. It was an older man in his 70's i would say. He smiled and told me I was doing a great job with my son. No worries. My son. I still love those moments that there is no question that the children are mine. This man didn't phase him at all that we didn't look alike just that the boy with me was obviously my son.
After voting we went home had lunch and the kids took naps.
Allen asked me to start dinner early. It was something he had never seen me make and wanted to make sure it was done before I left.
I left and went to the team part of the dance competition. I saw the last team and the last officer dance for the girls. They looked great. The other teams looked really good too. I stayed for the awards. The officers (my sister is an officer) took Grand Champion Officer squad. And the team came away with Grand Champion as well. This is my sisters senior year. Needless to say she was thrilled.
Sunday we had church and then went over to my parents house. We had a bar-b-que with everyone my aunt and uncle from Florida are still here so it was a big group. It ran much later then intended but still it was a lot of fun. Family dinners always are.
Now if I can just get this cough to go away.
Friday night my sister had her solo dance competition. My kids love their "Risa" so we went to dinner first stopped and pick up flowers (well Christina and I did) and then went to the competition.
We didn't have time to pick up flowers before the show so we stopped at a Wal-Mart close by. Not that I am a big fan of Wal-Mart flowers but I wanted to get her something. They had this wonderful arrangement of purple and white flowers which is the school color. At the store Christina wanted to hold them. It was half the size of her. I let her. The people at the store all kept laughing at her and commenting on how cute she was. It was defiantly funny. I need to have a camera with me at all times. It was a site
At the competition the kids did pretty good. We got there in time to see the 5 dances before my sister. Then Risa danced. The kids yelled and screamed for her. Then we watched the last two from their team. During the last one Isaiah would not stop talking. And rather loud. So I finally just gave him a look (most you moms know the look) and gently put my finger over his mouth to let him know where my look was directed at. He burst into tears (but the were silent tears). It was well past bedtime already so I guess getting the look when you are tired was just too much for him.
After this my sister and the team are leaving to go get changed and head home. Christina grabs the flowers and runs between the high school girls in front of my sister and makes them all stop to give her the flowers. Again I needed a camera my little 27 pound not yet 4 year old stopped an entire dance team from exiting with no help from anyone. She had a mission.
Well I thought awesome we can go now. Nope Isaiah wants to wait and tell Risa good job. So we wait. She comes out finally. Hugs all around, good jobs and thank yous shared by all. Time to go. Not as easy as I thought. Christina wanted to ride with my mom. Problem was my mom had a Yukon full of high school dancers. No car seat and no room for one. So my mom in an effort to appease my crying, no wait bawling child walks us out to the car and puts her in the seat. My sweet child then proceeds to cry for 10 minutes that she wants her finally falls asleep and every 5-10 minutes she cries out in her sleep that she wants grandma.
Saturday Morning is breakfast out. We then go to find the early voting location. It is not where they said it would be. We call and find out where it is. It opens at 10:00 we get there at 9:58 so just in time. We go vote. Christina "helps" daddy and Isaiah "helps" me. Just before voting we are standing in line. Isaiah has the wiggles and just can't stand still. I tell him I know there is not a lot to do here, but please stay over here with me so others can vote and then it will be our turn. I then turn to the man behind me who has been watching all the wiggles and such and apologize because Isaiah has walked right in front of him several times. It was an older man in his 70's i would say. He smiled and told me I was doing a great job with my son. No worries. My son. I still love those moments that there is no question that the children are mine. This man didn't phase him at all that we didn't look alike just that the boy with me was obviously my son.
After voting we went home had lunch and the kids took naps.
Allen asked me to start dinner early. It was something he had never seen me make and wanted to make sure it was done before I left.
I left and went to the team part of the dance competition. I saw the last team and the last officer dance for the girls. They looked great. The other teams looked really good too. I stayed for the awards. The officers (my sister is an officer) took Grand Champion Officer squad. And the team came away with Grand Champion as well. This is my sisters senior year. Needless to say she was thrilled.
Sunday we had church and then went over to my parents house. We had a bar-b-que with everyone my aunt and uncle from Florida are still here so it was a big group. It ran much later then intended but still it was a lot of fun. Family dinners always are.
Now if I can just get this cough to go away.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Cinderella
Last night we had church. After we gathered the kids we head out. Christina gets in the car and Allen buckles her up. He has his own car because he came straight from work. I leave with the kids. I get about 4 miles from the church and Christina informs me she only has one shoe.
Me:"Honey where is your other shoe?"
Her: At church
Me: Why?
Her: It fell off when I got in the car.
Me: Why didn't you tell daddy?
Her: I don't know
Her: I don't know
I pull over and check to make sure that it really was not in the car (maybe it fill off and went to the floor board), but no. So I call my husband and no answer. I guess he turned off the cell phone during church and had not turned it back on.
I turn around and go back to the church Allen is still standing outside talking. He didn't have the shoe but someone else came running up and told me they found her shoe and put it in the church office. She ran into get it but said it was locked up.
Christina start to cry, not just pout and fuss but more of a how can I go on without my shoe cry. So I get Allen to watch the kids. I go into the church. They were haveing worship band practice so I should be able to get the key from the music director for the office (thankfully she is a good friend and would understand).
I stop at the office the door is closed I check the knob and its open. Yeah no interupting band practice.
I get the shoe and give it to her. I warn her that is the last Cinderella moment we can have or she looses the shoe.
This is a child that has so many pairs of shoes she probablly won't wear these again for a week. Oh well she has to have options.
Yes They belong to me
Okay I have been trying to keep up with a professional wedding blog and decided it was time to start a personal one about me and my family.
My family is not your traditional family in most cases. My husband and I married in 2002 and decided to start a family later that year. It didn't happen. Without going into all the details after a time we decided to adopt. So in June of 2005 Isaiah and Christina came home. Isaiah was three and Christina was one.
A little background:
My husbands father is hispanic, his mother is white (german decent). So looking at him you would say he was anglo, maybe a very light hispanic.
Me, well I am white (Scottish decent). Red hair freckles and pale.
Our kids are both hispanic.
SO that is the first meaning to the title of this blog. Yes, the belong to me. You might not see the family resemblance in our faces, but there is no dought they are our children.
The seconf meaning to the title of this blog comes from that moment that I think every parent has. Everyone at the party is playing nice and is put together minding their manners and then from the other room you hear crash, cry, "I didn't do it" and at that moment either out loud or in your head you have to say Yes they belong to me.
I will post about both on this blog and hope you endjoy it.
My family is not your traditional family in most cases. My husband and I married in 2002 and decided to start a family later that year. It didn't happen. Without going into all the details after a time we decided to adopt. So in June of 2005 Isaiah and Christina came home. Isaiah was three and Christina was one.
A little background:
My husbands father is hispanic, his mother is white (german decent). So looking at him you would say he was anglo, maybe a very light hispanic.
Me, well I am white (Scottish decent). Red hair freckles and pale.
Our kids are both hispanic.
SO that is the first meaning to the title of this blog. Yes, the belong to me. You might not see the family resemblance in our faces, but there is no dought they are our children.
The seconf meaning to the title of this blog comes from that moment that I think every parent has. Everyone at the party is playing nice and is put together minding their manners and then from the other room you hear crash, cry, "I didn't do it" and at that moment either out loud or in your head you have to say Yes they belong to me.
I will post about both on this blog and hope you endjoy it.
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