Jenny was having fun actually hanging out with us last night. Especially after her bedtime when she was feeling all giggly. I took this picture – or really she took this picture with my phone – when she was hanging out in our bed beside me:
Doesn’t she look happy? She followed that up with a note she brought into our room while I was trying to sleep. I read it with my flashlight app on my phone:
She was so proud of her efforts with her cursive handwriting. And all I could think about was her n’s that clearly look like m’s so she repeatedly referred to “tea (with homey)” instead of honey. I laughed and tried to go to sleep. She came back a few minutes later to let me know that she was expecting a response (and I was just thinking about blogging that note). So I wrote one:
She didn’t even notice that I called her homey. And she wrote back one last time for the night:
I’m pretty sure that last word is promise. So I guess she’ll be having some tea tonight. If she remembers. One of the most amusing things about this whole exchange is that she’s never even liked tea in the past.
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As I mentioned the other day, my girls are at my parents’ house for their spring break this week. One of the things I’ve enjoyed most while they’ve been gone this time? Texts from Reagan. She uses her iPod Touch and the Text Free app to text – still too young for an actual phone! Her texts crack me up every time. She seems so much older than 9 years old, with her proper grammar and spelling and relatively long texts.
She was very into the fact that she would finally get to wear hang down earrings this week. More than I realized. I received this text shortly after midnight one night:
Excuse the weird way my phone breaks texts into two and always shows the second one first .This was the beginning of what she sent me. Here’s the second part:
I’m not sure what the question marks are for. And yes, she has a signature on her texts. Only Percy Jackson fans understand it. I didn’t know how excited she was about the earring change until I received this text the next morning because I was, of course, asleep at midnight.
The next night I received two more messages from her:
It may be obvious to you that I did not respond promptly enough to the first message (because I didn’t have my phone on me and didn’t see it), so that’s why the more nervous second message came about half an hour later. I did call her to reassure her that she could remove her earrings overnight and the holes wouldn’t close. She didn’t believe me so she put some studs in for that night and said she’d try no earrings the following night.
If you’re wondering how it went, I received this text yesterday morning:
Great news, right? Now you won’t have to worry about her.
I’m not posting the couple texts I received from Jenny. They went something like “Are you having fun?” Jenny’s response: “Yeah.” Exciting.
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Last night when I went to check on Brinky when we were headed to bed ourselves, I found him looking so cute (and big) and just sleeping so well. (I think he has that slightly concerned look on his face because the flash on my phone almost woke him up.)
Seriously, sometimes he looks bigger to me when he’s asleep. Look at this old picture from when he used to take his naps on the couch as a baby. He was 7 months old and a giant boy.
This got me thinking about how much I love my kids when they’re sleeping – I swear I love them the rest of the time, too, but isn’t there just something so sweet and peaceful about sleeping kids? So I thought I’d share a few more sleeping kid pictures. I’ve shared some of my favorite hilarious sleeping pictures before. Jenny was always an amazing sleeper, amazing in that she rarely fell asleep in her bed, choosing the floor, piles of books, a chair, wherever she finally ran out of energy and passed out.
Even under her bed. I never knew where I’d find her.
Reagan’s always had a tendency to be a serious car sleeper. And she is the sweatiest sleeper.
She rarely takes a nap these days because she’s way too old for that, but if she does, you can tell it wasn’t intentional. (My brother-in-law caught this one a couple months ago when he was here for a visit and she was obviously worn out.)
I wish we’d taken a picture the time Jenny fell asleep at the dinner table. It was one of the funniest things ever. What’s the strangest position or place you’ve ever found your kid sleeping in?
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As a working mom, I sometimes forget that I need to make an effort for my time with my kids to be quality time. Sometimes I come home and I’m tired, and I just want to sit on the couch and play on the computer or watch TV (or both). One, two, or three of my kids may be in the room with me, but I’m not making an effort to focus on them like I should. I think that’s okay sometimes if I am particularly tired, but not every night. So last night I decided to have more quality time with my family, though it may not take a form that some people consider quality.
Most of my quality time with Brinkley occurs early morning, like this morning:
He likes to run into our room when he gets out of his room on the morning and climb up onto the bed. (He is wearing his sister’s shirt in this picture. I’m not sure why – I didn’t put him in it.) I’ll admit there’s not always a lot of quality to our time together these days, but last night I did spend more time with him playing and trying to get him to point to his body parts or ever talk. That sort of thing. I want to research a bit more what we can be doing with him to try to get him learning more and talking because he’s still not there.
After he goes to bed – and we’ve been trying for earlier because I think he sleeps better then – I can do a better job of focusing on the girls. We’ve all learned how to focus while Brinky is up in his bedroom running around like a crazy person until he goes to sleep. It involves jumping on the bed and constantly opening and closing his dresser doors.
So what did we do with the girls for quality time last night?
Reagan likes to look at funny things with us, so…it was BuzzFeed time. Only with age appropriate posts. Like these:
29 Pictures of ’80s Culture at the Reagan White House – bonus for including her name
If Pop Stars Were Birds, These Are The Birds They’d Be – celebrities + animals = funny
32 Pictures That Prove Vladimir Putin is Only Human – more for Lee than Reagan, but she enjoyed it
14 Things You Missed from the SAG Awards – because we love some awards shows and celebrities in this house
We kept going, especially with cute animal related posts. Those are her favorite. And of course, we read Honest Toddler’s newest post. She loves when we read Honest Toddler together. So for Reagan, quality time often involves reading and laughing at things together. It’s fun!
When Reagan decided to move on and read for a little while before bed, Lee and I started looking at iTunes because we wanted to check out the 69 cent songs – especially since we had an iTunes gift card to spend. Of course, music drew Jenny into the room. She had fun (and stayed up past her bedtime, but so did we, so it was okay) giving us her opinion on different songs and getting to choose a couple for herself. I talked last week about how music brings my girls together, but generally it can bring our whole family together, especially when we decide to listen through clips on iTunes. Jenny’s favorite thing is to go through the top 200 songs on iTunes and see which ones we know. Last night’s answer? Lee and I didn’t know any songs in the top 10! Jenny’s so much cooler than we are. And I can’t even tell you how much time Jenny spent smiling and laughing (which is becoming more rare these days) while we listened to music.
And for inquiring minds who want to know (also known as my brother), these are the songs we felt compelled to buy last night:
Daydream Believer – The Monkees because who doesn’t love this song?
Old Enough – The Raconteurs never heard this one before, but it sounded like something I’d like
Whatcha Say – Jason Derulo a Jenny choice
The Remedy (I Won’t Worry) – Jason Mraz I loved this song, okay? And the girls love Jason Mraz now.
Can’t Stand It – Never Shout Never Jenny again
Save the Best for Last – Vanessa Williams another one I loved so much – in high school
Cradle of Love – Billy Idol Lee loves this one, and somehow didn’t already own it
Bitter Sweet Symphony – The Verve Lee and I both realized we like this one and didn’t own it
Absolutely (Story of a Girl) – Nine Days another one I used to really like that we discovered Jenny also loves
Friday I’m In Love – The Cure seriously, we didn’t own this already?
D.A.N.C.E. – Justice I was so excited to see this in the 69 cent songs because I love it so much on Just Dance
And now that I’ve already made this post so long, I’ll also add a list of the songs the girls bought with their money last week after about a week of planning precisely how to spend their $25.
This Is My Paradise – Bridget Mendler
The Call – Regina Spektor
Sk8er Boi – Avril Lavigne
Take A Bow – Rihanna
You Found Me – The Fray
The Story of Us – Taylor Swift
Stuck Like Glue – Sugarland
Beauty Queen – Ben’s Brother
Best Friend’s Brother – Victorious Cast
Lucky – Colbie Caillat and Jason Mraz
Fallin’ for You – Colbie Caillat
Mine – Taylor Swift
Realize – Colbie Caillat
Safe & Sound – Taylor Swift
I Won’t – Colbie Caillat
Ours – Taylor Swift
Bleeding Love – Leona Lewis
It’s Time – Imagine Dragons
Too Little Too Late – Jojo
You Belong With Me – Taylor Swift
Beautiful Girls – Sean Kingston
Never Say Never – The Fray
Bubbly – Colbie Caillat
Replay – Iyaz
The One That Got Away – Katy Perry
One last bit of information: we spent a lot of time listening to music, and I still ended the night with this song:
The girls bought it a couple weeks ago, and I think it’s been stuck in my head about half the time since then. I said that I kind of didn’t want to like it because Taylor Swift can be annoying, but I think it’s good. And Jenny said, “Yeah, I know, I don’t want to like Taylor Swift, but she’s actually my favorite artist and I love all of her songs.”
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I’m stealing this post from my husband because I know he doesn’t mind, and it’s too hilarious not to share. He called me when I was on the way to work this morning to let me know that a cat had pooped in the washer. One of our cats, I assume. Here’s the full story.
I’m afraid the day may be lost.
I’m loading the washing machine this morning and thinking, ‘oh, man, that smell is not a wholesome smell.’ I curse my family, then I keep loading.
Oh man, I swear that smell is not even a human smell. And I’ve only loaded shirts.
Wilson crapped on the clothes; it would be just like him.
I pull all the clothes out; I shake all the clothes out.
I look closely, shirt by shirt.
It’s not Wilson. It’s not even the clothes.
I turn back to the washing machine. The dread is overpowering, but less so than the smell.
I have a flash of brilliance: get the noseplug. I credit dozens of poop surprises a la Brinky for this defensive reflex.
And…there are turds in the washing machine.
The thoughts are coming too quickly, piling on; I try to parse them, with mixed results.
First thought: Really?
Second thought: Really.
Third thought: Which one did it?
Fourth thought: I should throw both of them in and run it on ‘comforters and bedding’ with ‘extra rinse’ until I get a confession.
Fifth thought: If they can do this, I wonder if they can be potty-trained?
Final thought: Really?
I don’t know where the day goes from here. I’ll be running the washer–empty, except for lots and lots of bleach–for the rest of the morning. Running the washer and trying to forget.
I’m thinking it was this cat:
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