Wednesday, May 25, 2011

WsWw

Wednesday already? How can that be? The little Diva was at it again today. There was a wardrobe change this evening because we went and met Aunt B for dinner.
Round 1
I didn't get the picture taken before she took her shoes off. Just imagine hot pink tennis shoes with a yellow sock and a turquoise sock.
Shorts: Children's Place
T-shirt: Children's Place
Stains on T-shirt: "Might be my lunch or maybe Haley did it." That Haley sure does a lot of stuff!


I made her change because I told her I didn't want to go to dinner with a dirty homeless girl. This is what she decided to wear for dinner.
Round 2
Tank Top: Old Navy...maybe?
Shorts: Target, pretty sure
Shoes: Target
Yellow Socks: Target

Attitude: Her father.

We met Aunt B for dinner at Osaka. It's always an adventure wherever we go. The boys had a good time. Somehow, someway we beat Aunt B there. That never happens! The boys were great little troopers while we waited. All three of them.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Dancing Queen

I've been neglecting my blog. No good excuse, just been lazy. Last week was a blur of snot and crying. Those boys were SICK and in very bad moods. I was exhausted. It didn't help the weather was sucky to. It's kind of sucky this week as well, but those boys are better. Now my dog, Bailey, is barfy. It's pretty gross. The vet didn't have any available appointments today so we are "watching" her today and if she is still sick taking her tomorrow. Watching her do what? Beats me. Barf I guess. We don't have a kennel so I am keeping her outside. That is two fold. She seems pretty content out there and I don't have to clean up the mess. Besides, she is safe from the blitz attack by Shrek and Donkey.
Back to the main point of my blog. The Diva had her BIG RECITAL on Saturday. If you know Diva you know this was a VERY.BIG.DEAL. She has been talking, practicing and dreaming of dancing on "the big stage" for months now. The day finally arrived. She started asking at sunrise if it was time for her recital that day. She had practice that morning. Then she had to wait HOURS for recital time. Nana and Papa arrived, Aunt B arrived...it was all very exciting. I had a babysitter to come and watch "the brudders." That would be way to much to handle. Diva got dressed in her sparkly outfit. She insisted we wait for Aunt B to fix her hair. I was not allowed to touch it. The icing on the cake was that she got to wear makeup. Aunt B had to do that too since I couldn't do it as good as her. Putting mascara on a 4 year old is not my idea of a good time. 
We all paraded to the recital. I took Diva back stage to sit with the other dancers. She barely told me bye. We watched the other classes do their dances. There were a few girls that were stricken with stage fright and ended up standing on stage or crying. 
Not Diva. She pranced her little tail out there and danced with all her might. The child is a born performer. The more people clapped and cheered the more she boogied. There was only one brief pause to pick her nose and it was right back to dancing. After the show she got flowers and to stay up late. It was such an exciting day. 






Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Snot Boy, Pink Eye and the Inquisition...

Yup, that's right...Mr. Mayer came up with the kids super hero names.
Pink Eye

Snot Boy

The Inquisition
Why you ask? Well...It started over the weekend. Donkey woke up from his nap with a gooey eye. It didn't look like much at first so I didn't do anything about it that day. Sunday morning he woke up and the eye was bright red and crusty. Yay. So Donkey and I make our first trip to Pediatric Urgent Care where it is confirmed he has pink eye. FAB-U-LOUS! The doctor gives me a prescription for an extra bottle of medicine so that "when" the other two get it I won't have to drag them back to the doctor.
On a side note it was a little strange going out with just one baby. I think even Donkey thought it was strange. He kept looking around like he was looking for his brother.
Now to snot boy...the same day (Sunday) that Donkey has pink eye Shrek wakes up with the snottiest nose he has ever had. Poor little dude can't breathe and is just eating snot. I can't even wipe his nose enough to keep it clean. By the end of the day his nose is bright red and looks so painful. He can't drink his bottles because he can't breathe. None of us are sleeping because he can't breathe. It's the 4th day and his nose has not slowed down much.
On a positive note (dripping with sarcasm) Donkey has also developed the snotty nose and pink eye in the other eye. So now I have two boys that cannot breathe and are a constant trail of green gooey snot.
They.are.not.happy.campers.
I am definitely earning my paycheck this week.
The Inquisition...that name is self explanatory. The child talks more than anyone I have ever met. And has more questions than anyone I have ever met. IT NEVER STOPS!
All these names came about Sunday afternoon. If you are friends with Mr. Mayer on Facebook you had probably already seen his posts. I reluctantly left Mr. Mayer home by himself Sunday afternoon with three grumpy kids to attend my first spin class. While I felt a little guilty about leaving him with the kids when they were all in such fowl moods I was very excited about the spin class.
I.LOVED.IT.
It was tough. I was sore. I cannot wait to go to another one.
Mr. Mayer has gone to a couple of classes this week and enjoyed them as well. We have a friend that teaches them and it's his class we went to. Both of us can't attend the early morning class so Mr. Mayer has been going to that one. I have been perusing the schedule and plan to attend one of the other instructors classes later in the morning (when there is child care). As soon as the sea of snot ends and these boys quit looking so sick. I don't think the gym is in the cards for me this week :(
Why the sudden interest in spin classes and the gym? Mr. Mayer and I have gotten lazy. With my 1st pregnancy I gained 80 pounds. I only lost 40 of those pounds. I've been pretty unhappy about that for the past 4 years. In my second pregnancy I gained 40 pounds and lost all of that pretty quickly, but I am a size larger and have a big stomach. I am even unhappier about that. Mr. Mayer and I were pretty tired of being so unhappy with ourselves. Yesterday was our anniversary and we agreed that in 2 years on our 10th anniversary we will take a trip somewhere tropical (Turks&Caicos, Barbados, Hawaii, Bahamas...you get the idea). I am not going as a flabby overweight hating myself person. I have 2 years to get to a place I'm happy with. I hope I don't punk out. I'm 4 pounds down in a week. I think that's a good start. Slow and Steady wins the race, right?

What She Wore Wednesday

It's Wednesday again- already! It's a rainy kind of day. Diva was in a pretty good mood this morning. That always helps. As usual she dressed herself. Nothing wild, she picked out a dress. She is a ham though when it comes to having her picture taken.

Dress: Thrift Store find (she wanted the ties tied in the front instead of the back)
Not pictured is her footwear. She chose white dress shoes from Target.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Rest and Relaxation?

I apologize in advance for the lack of pictures. There are no pictures of my trip, I was to tired and frazzled to take pictures.
Mr. Mayer and I have never been to Branson. We were wanting to get out of town for a few days and thought Branson would be a fun place to go since we hadn't been there. Mr. Mayer found some really nice cabins for us to stay in outside of town. Nana Sue and Papa Jim came along for the fun. Though, they may never do it again!
When Diva was a baby Mr. Mayer and I lugged her across one end of the state to another and she never protested. I could mess up her schedule and she never complained. She was a very easy going baby. Then came Shrek and Donkey. Let me tell you...these boys are creatures of habit. I miss one nap and I pay for it severely. So, a vacation out of town sounds like a good idea, right? I thought so.
Plans are made. I spend 2 days packing everything. Babies take a lot of stuff! Sheesh! Not to mention a little girl who still wets her pants several times a day on a whim. I never know when she will decide to have that kind of day. It's been pretty frequently lately. I'm at a loss on that topic so if anyone has any advice please share! We sent the 2 pack and plays with Nana and Papa a few weeks prior to the trip. I was anticipating not having any room. I was right. In addition to clothes, we had baby food, diapers, wipes, millions of bibs, toys for babies, toys for big sisters, strollers, yada yada yada. We looked like the Clampets. 
I'm not sure Branson is ready for us. 
We went with no particular plans. Mainly because we had no idea what Branson had to offer. The first day we arrive it starts pouring down rain. Well, that's fun. We had no food so we decide to brave the rain and go get some dinner. We head to Branson Landing. A beautiful outdoor shopping area. Rain, not so beautiful. We load the boys into a stroller and the elevator in the parking garage is out of order. Serious?! Mr. Mayer and Papa end up carrying the stroller down the stairs to where the Monsoon is waiting for us. We rush across the walkway and into the closest restaurant we could find and have some dinner. By the time we finish eating the rain has stopped and the sun is coming out. It has dropped about 20 degrees. HOLY COW IT'S COLD! And, we are all in shorts and tank tops/t-shirts. FREEZING! Diva decides she wants some ice cream. Yeah, that will warm me up. I have the ice cream and continue to freeze to death. Pretty sure I put the seat warmer on when I got back in the car. 
The next day we load our crew into the cars and head to Silver Dollar City. We had to park in the remote parking. Ugh...I decided it would be easier to walk up to the main gate instead of unloading the babies from their stroller to ride the bus. I didn't realize it was up hill the entire way. What a work out. I could barely breathe by the time we made it and my calves were ON FIRE. After I catch my breathe and we all make our way in Diva announces she's hungry, but that she would like to eat junk all day. Fine. Whatever. As long as you're happy about it. We find somewhere to get lunch for all of us--the traveling band of gypsies. It took a good 20 minutes to make our way to a table because everyone kept stopping and asking "Oh, are they twins? How precious." We spend the rest of the day feeding Diva junk and wandering around the zoo they call Silver Dollar City. I was overwhelmed. Diva was just under the height requirement for all the rides. We finally found the little kid rides. Of course the Merry Go Round was out of order. She was able to play in the tree house and ride the swings. That was exciting. After 3 or 4 hours we are all exhausted and ready to leave. Props to Shrek and Donkey. They were great ALL DAY. They even took a little nap in their stroller at one point. I was grateful for that. Mr. Mayer pushed the stroller back downhill to the south 40 where our van was parked. 
We stopped at the grocery store and bought some steaks to grill for dinner. As Mr. Mayer and I are standing in line waiting our turn our attention is grabbed by a shrill scream. There was a woman and little girl in the line next to us. The little girl looked like she might be 2 or 3 years old. Somehow the shopping cart (empty!) had turned over on top of the little girl. It was a terrifying moment. The little girl was okay. Her mouth was busted a little but otherwise seemed fine. I'm going to assume the woman with her was not her mom since the little girl was screaming and saying "I want my Momma." By the time they left she was calmed down. 
Day 3....it all goes down hill. Mr. Mayer and Papa had tee times and Nana and I were going to go shopping at the outlet mall. The kids did so well the previous day I was very hopeful that this day would go as well. My hopes were quickly dashed. We had barely arrived when the crying started. It continued all day. I think Nana was worn out and overwhelmed by it all. In addition to the crying Diva had to go potty every 5 minutes. Seriously child. As I am pushing my screaming children through a store a woman approaches me and says "Oh twins!!! You will just love being a Mommy to twins. It's the best thing ever." Really?! Do you not hear them screaming? I am sooooo not feeling the wonderfulness of it all right now. It's been a long day. That was the last store we went to. Nana and I had had enough. We loaded everyone up and went back to the cabin. All three of the kids fell asleep in the car. Diva had asked to go to a restaurant that night for dinner. We obliged. It was really nice and since the kids had napped they were a little tolerable. We went back to Branson Landing and found a restaurant with a patio. As a bonus it was prom night and the girls and their dates were walking by our patio in their pretty dresses. This was a Very.Big.Deal. to a certain Diva I know. However, by the time dinner was over all three kids were imploding. We head back to the cabin and get everyone ready for bed. Diva even asked if she could go to bed. That girl was TIRED.
The next day we loaded everyone up and headed back to T-Town. The babies slept the majority of the way home. We make it home early afternoon and Shrek and Donkey proceed to scream bloody murder until we finally give up and put them to bed at 5:30!!!!! What the heck? They slept all night and didn't get up until 7:30 the next morning. They are still not their normal happy selves. I'm still suffering from schedule screw up. These boys have been GRUMPY all week. I'm hoping another day or two and they will be back to normal. I really hope...
I completely understand the old adage of "I need a vacation to recover from my vacation." It was a fun trip, but a lot of work. This is a tired Momma. 
These are the only two pictures I took--on the day of our disastrous shopping trip. 
You can't tell, but they are just catching their breath and resume screaming momentarily.

She was obsessed with this ride. I think she rode it 5 times until Nana and I ran out of quarters.

WhAt ShE wOrE wEdNeSdAy

I missed last week...I was in the throws of vacation packing and last minute errand running. Ugh...more about that later....

It was a rough morning around the Mayer house this morning. Diva was in a whiny crying mood as were her brothers. Oh Happy Day!
The first picture I took she would not give me a smile for ANYTHING. She told me "I just don't feel like smiling today."
It's Teacher Appreciation week at her daycare this week. We missed the first two days due to me not knowing it was Teacher Appreciation week because of the above mentioned trip and her missing a few days last week. We played catch up this morning. I bribed her with her teacher's flowers to get a smile.
Dress: Thrift store find...I have no idea what the brand is.
Shoes: Target
Blue Headband: Target
She did a pretty good job matching this morning. If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook you would have seen the post this week about the blue (very bright blue) and white striped shorts with the brown flowered tank top and the brown suede boots. I had to say no to that outfit. I try to be pretty lenient, but jeez louise that was a sight.