Saturday, January 28, 2012

A Night Out


Mr. Mayer and I enjoyed a night out with Aunt Bets and Monica last night. We went and saw Lady Antebellum in concert last night. Darius Rucker and Thompson Square opened for them. We met up with Nana Karen at the concert. It was a very nice deviation from our routine sushi or Brady Tavern dinner and a movie. I love dinner and a movie, but sometimes it's fun to do something else. Friday was a stinky day for me in general. One of those days where you make everything harder than it should be and nothing seems to go right. I was really excited to go out.
We went to dinner at Mi Cocina last night before the concert. Super Yum! It's a Tex-Mex restaurant on Cherry Street here in town. I had a Chimichanga. I don't usually order that when I eat out but it was delicious. The drinks were yummy too. After dinner we headed to the BOK Center. When we got there Thompson Square had already performed. I was mildly bummed about this because I like them. We did make it in time to see Darius Rucker. I was just as excited about seeing him as I was to see Lady A. He did a great show. Between Darius and Lady A we managed to snap a few pictures when we met up with Nana Karen.
Monica and Me

Aunt Bets, Nana Karen and Me

Aunt Bets and Me


We danced and sang and had a really great time.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Rag Wreath

I saw a wreath made out of rags on Pinterest the other day and thought "Oh, I can make that." As we all know. I am not crafty. In my mind I am. However, as I discussed here, the actual product usually looks like something Olivia "creates" in school. I still try.
I decided I wanted to make a Valentine's Day themed wreath. The Dudes and I went to the craft store yesterday and picked out what I wanted for it. This morning while they were wreaking utter havoc on my house I made my wreath. It is super easy to make. I made it the same way I made the ribbon wreath, except with scraps of cloth instead.
It turned out very well I think.
 Even the backside looks good.
I have some brown ribbon I am thinking about tying on the top to hang it by. But for now I'm going with this.

Monday, January 23, 2012

She Gave Me the Stink Eye

So…I know there are other's out there in the same boat as me. I have almost 17 month old twins and a two weeks shy of being 5 year old. The Diva is very independent. The Dudes would like to be. They walk. Not together or in the direction I want them to walk. They do not hold hands. They weight 24 and 26 pounds and are very wiggly when you hold them. Shrek has never met a stranger. I rely on my stroller for EVERYTHING! However, my stroller doesn't always fit the places I would like it to. That really stinks. In addition to that it takes me a good 10 minutes to load everyone in the car and another 10 minutes to unload everyone from the car. It's quiet the process.

As a result of my reliance on my stroller and the lengthy process it takes to load and unload everyone I have taken a few "shortcuts." I had some Mommy Guilt initially because these shortcuts involved Diva. I felt like I was being a bad Mommy and a little careless. You see….Diva has dance one day a week. It's a narrow doorway and a crowded corridor. We don't fit there very well. So I have started pulling up as close as I can to the front door and letting her walk in by herself. I sit and watch her go in. I know once she is in the doors her dance teacher helps her put her shoes on and she knows where to sit and what to do with her bag. I still feel bad for sending my baby in by herself. She looks so little opening that big door alone.

Today was no different. I pulled into the closest available space. Kissed and hugged her good bye and watched her walk in the building. There was a woman sitting in the car next to me. She watched Diva walk into the building then she looked over at me and gave me the dirties most hateful look ever. She gave me the stink eye. For a minute I thought she was going to yell at me. It just added to my guilt. Then I thought….Wait a second honey. If you wanted to help me schlep 2 wiggly boys in there and then back out so that I can walk her inside that would be great. However, I doubt that you do and I have no other options.

In addition to letting her go into dance by herself I have also been dropping her off in front of the Pre-K door at school on Fridays and letting her go inside by herself there to. In good weather we walk to school and I can at least walk up to the gym door~because I don't fit through that door either. But, it's gotten cold and the Dudes have been sick. So I do the K&R line at school and watch my baby girl walk inside by herself. Again. She looks so small. I feel bad. In the afternoons I pull up in front of the same door and her teachers are kind enough to walk her out to me. I would LOVE to be able to walk her in and out of school like the other parents. But, it is what it is and I don't have that option right now. One of these days the Dudes will be bigger and we will be able to do stuff like that. Just not right now.

I would like to say that while I have enormous guilt for letting my little girl do all this by herself, Diva has enormous pride in doing this stuff. She thinks she is a pretty big deal and so independent. She has no qualms about walking in to dance or school by herself. That I am very thankful for.

Friday, January 20, 2012

Sleepovers

Gosh…I have been on an Olivia roll lately. She's my oldest. We are having a lot of growing up happening around here lately.

She has been doing really well in school this week. After school today we met two of her friends, their Mama's and sisters (6 little girls!) and went and saw Beauty and the Beast in 3D. It was very exciting. Belle is Olivia's very favorite princess. She can recite the movie word for word and sing all the songs. Between it being her favorite movie and getting to eat popcorn and candy and share a drink with me she was in Heaven. At the end of the movie when the Beast fights Gaston all three of those girls were standing up talking to the screen and clapping. It was my favorite part of the entire movie.

After the movie Olivia went home with one of her friends for a sleepover. This is a very big deal. She has never stayed the night with anyone who wasn't related to her before. This was her first sleepover with a  friend. I have been so nervous. Is she having fun? Is she behaving? Is she being nice and not bossing her friends around? Is she going to sleep tonight? During the summer we tried to let her and her cousin Izzy sleep together on an air mattress one weekend at the lake. The girls NEVER went to sleep. They giggled and played for 2 hours until we finally had to separate them. I'm worried :/ Her friends mom has humored my neurosis and answered all my texts. She has even sent a couple of pictures. Those girls are having the best time. Olivia may never want to come home! I can't wait to talk to her tomorrow and have her tell me all about it.

Photo 43

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Thursday


I can't really think of a better title for this post.
I'm a social worker. A nurturer by nature. I can't help myself. I would probably give the shirt off my back if someone needed it. I have spent my adult life working with kids. I find mental disabilities, disorders and illnesses fascinating. I think Autism is one of the more frustrating disorders. I am thankful for my children.
I have a friend. She is a new friend. She has a son with Autism. I know this. Maybe it affects the way I deal with him. I'm not sure. Most of the world does not know this about him. They probably assume he's just a strange or rude kid. I have watched how my friend handles him. I think she does a great job. I can't imagine how stressful and difficult it would be in addition to taking care of her other children.
Something happened tonight that has resonated with me.
We were watching our girls. The Dudes were crawling and climbing all over the place. Her son was sitting in the corner playing a game. There was another woman and her little boy in the room with us. The Dudes kept bothering my friends son. He didn't want them messing up his game. As I have seen with a lot Autistic children he is very blunt and to the point. He says what he is thinking. No filter.  He got up and walked over to the window away from where we were standing. My friend and I were watching the little kids. The Dudes learned how to crawl up on their stroller and we were trying to keep them from jumping off. Next thing I hear is the other mother in the room telling my friends son that "He wasn't talking to you. You don't have to be rude." Her tone of voice was very hateful.
First: This is a grown woman talking to a 10 year old boy she does not know.
Second: I don't know what happened leading up to this. I can imagine what happened. BUT, I'm not sure how I would feel about this woman saying that to my child.
Third: I was not okay with her saying this to my friends son.
My friend calmly looked at her son and had him go sit back down in his seat in the corner of the room. She never said anything to the other woman. She walked over and said something to her son that I could not hear. He sat there the remainder of the time we were in the room. My friend never said anything about it.
Every fiber in my body wanted to tell this woman to back off and leave my friends son alone. I'm a hot head. I won't deny it. I often speak and then think. Not the best way to do it. When I think someone is being mistreated I bristle up.
I did not say anything to the woman. My friend and I did not talk about it. I have thought about it the rest of the evening. Was my reaction wrong? I told Mr. Mayer about it. He was appalled at the woman's behavior as well. I told him that my friend never said a word to her or told her that he had Autism. Would that have helped? I'm not sure. It might have just made the other woman feel bad. However, it may have made her think before she spoke in the future.
How would you have handled that situation?

A Busy Little Diva



I have always felt childhood is an important time in life and that kids need time to be kids. I have resisted putting Diva in activities. This despite her begging to do one thing or another. I did cave and enroll her in dance 3 years ago. She was a few weeks away from being 3 and had been begging to do dance. So I bribed her. If she would start peeing in the potty all the time she could do dance. So she started peeing in the potty and became a dancer.
Diva's dance class does a little bit of tumbling during class from time to time. She LOVES this. We have talked about letting her do gymnastics one day a week. I have gone back and forth about letting her do this. Could we afford it? Would she like it? Did we have time for this? Would it be stressing her to do dance and gymnastics every week? I had a million questions in my mind. I did some research. I found an affordable place not far from the house that had an afternoon class we could do. We started last week. Diva loves it.
We moved into our current house when Diva was 20 months old. We live very close to a YMCA where they are always having soccer practice in the evenings. Diva has watched those kids for years. From the moment she could form the words she has asked to play "soccer ball." Ugh...it has never interested me. I always told her that when she turned 5 she could play soccer. I said this thinking that she would lose interest or forget that I had told her that. Well, guess who got enrolled into soccer today? Yup. Oh yeah, I'm going crazy. She kindly reminded me that she will be 5 in a few weeks and she really really wanted to play "soccer ball." I explained that she would have to run a lot and that the soccer ball hurts when it hits you and it would probably hit her a lot. Yeah. I rock as a mom. Don't judge me. All I could think about was those really cold Saturday mornings watching 5 year olds chase a ball. She didn't care about any of this. She was insistent that she wanted to play soccer. Dang. So, Mr. Mayer and I talked about it. He said it could lead to college scholarships in the future. My plan is to let her try it and get it out of her system. She is my kid after all. I have no athletic ability whatsoever. It's possible I could have passed this gene on to the Diva.
I'm sure this next part is going to sound silly. But, I worry. Are we doing too much? I mean, she is only 5. And we are going from one activity to 3. Someone said to me today that maybe this will help adjust her attitude. She is going to have to be a team player and have other adults give her directions. Maybe? I can only hope on that front. What I have been doing up to this point hasn't had any affect. She is just a spirited strong willed child. Maybe all this activity will reign her in a little. Or, maybe all this activity will over stress her and put things in a tailspin. Ack! Am I ruining her childhood? I would like to think that I am providing her with opportunities. Opportunities I never had. These things weren't an option for me growing up for one reason or another. I have a strong desire to provide my kids with the things I missed out on. But, what am I going to do when the Dudes are bigger and are wanting to do activities? Let everyone do one thing? Let them do what they want? Thank goodness I have a few years to figure that out. How does everyone else do it?
All I can say, despite my misgivings and questions I have one very happy little girl. One happy little girl that has gotten greens all week at school. This makes for a very happy Mommy and Daddy.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

New Layout

To say I am ignorant to technology might be an understatement. I can surf the Internet and check my email. That's about the extent of it. Oh! Wait. I can upload pictures and blog :-)
I have been on the market for a new blog layout. I tried to change my layout once. I ended up with around 4 backgrounds layered on top of each other. It was a hot mess. I had to have my tech support take over. He fixed it. I have been looking on some websites for a new layout. I found one I thought I liked. Until my tech support put it on to show me tonight. Way.to.busy. Ick. Not happening. It was very distracting to look at. So, I found this new one on the standard templates blogger offers. Not to bad. I will still continue to look around for a new design. Problem is I get distracted by all the colors and shapes and I get overwhelmed at all the choices. It's a slow process. It doesn't help I don't really know where to look. Where does everyone else go to find their layouts?

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Days of Our Lives...

Losing my mind maybe? It's been quiet the day. Mr. Mayer blogged...he says it as good as I could.

geek on life

Friday, January 6, 2012

Parkin' It

So. I thought I would try to be a good Mommy today and take the herd to the park. Alone. The weather was fantastic. I texted my friend Megan and we arranged to meet at a local park with all our kids. I say that like we have a ton. She has 2 (ages 4 and 9mo) and then there are my 3. The Diva has some serious love for Megan's little boy. She was so excited to get to go to the park. Shrek and Donkey were just excited to go anywhere.
I arrive at the park and the entire county had the same idea as me about going to the park. It took forever to find a parking spot. Diva's non stop chatter and questions in addition to the the horrible parking situation and my lack of parking skills and not being able to find a spot equalled me being a hot flustered mess by the time I wedged the swagger wagon in a little bitty spot.
I spend my customary 10 minutes unloading everyone and getting the Dudes in their stroller and we be-bop over to the play area. Megan was there waiting on us and her mom to drop her kids off.
This is where it gets funny. I apparently had a concussion at some point and thought that the Dudes would be able to play and run together or at least in the same vicinity. WHUCK?! I really was drinking the crazy juice today. I let the Dudes free from their constraints and they immediately go as fast as their chubby little legs would take them IN OPPOSITE DIRECTIONS. Megan and I both started chasing kids. Thank God Diva could play in one spot for a minute. We proceed to chase babies for the next 10 minutes. The Dudes were still going full blast in opposite directions. Ugh...this is not going well. Megan's mom arrives and she goes to get her kids. I dumbly try to chase both boys alone as they go their separate ways. This really is not going well. I am worn out already. Diva is demanding that I watch her slide down the slide and I think Carter is about to run into the river and Owen is trying to cross Riverside. Crap! I grab both Dudes up and  strap them into their stroller. They were screaming before I even got them in the stroller. So now the entire park is staring at me. Yes. I tried and I failed. There. I admit it. I walk the boys around a little and cave and give them some pacifiers and they calm down about 20 minutes later. Diva and Myles are happily playing and running around like goons. I tried to get some pictures. Myles was not having any of it. All I could get was him hiding behind his mom's leg.

Of course you knew the Diva would pose for a picture. 

And then Myles was looking right at me and I tried to get a picture of his beautiful face. This is what I got.
That stinker.
While the big kids were running around and Megan and I were chit chatting a group of kids arrived. They looked like they were in the age range of 10-12. Maybe. There was one girl. She looked closer to 10 than 12. Her shirt read as follows "I'm In Love With A Gangsta." I'm sorry. Let me get on a soapbox for a second. First~a company somewhere in the world thought that was appropriate to put on a child's shirt. Second~ Someone thought that was appropriate for their child to wear.
I know I should not be surprised. But, I mean. That's the problem people.
Then! Then as we stay there a little bit longer and let the kids play, the same Gangsta girl is playing on a toy right next to Megan and I and her friend falls off. The next thing I hear coming out of Gangsta girl is "OH SHIT." I think they could have heard her in the next county. I guess I am getting old. I'm out dated. I'm a fuddy duddy. Weird. Lame. Whatever. I'm not okay with so much of what was going on with this child.
By this point the sun was setting and it was cooling off. I load all the kids up and head home. I was pretty sure the Dudes would fall asleep in the car on the way home and completely screw up bedtime since it was getting close. They surprised me. The didn't sleep on the way home. We got home and I fed them and put them in their PJ's. They then played happily until bedtime and did not make a peep when they went to bed. Carter didn't even talk to himself for an hour and a half like normal. It was a little strange.
Diva, Mr. Mayer and I had a late dinner. I made fried rice with shrimp. Never made it before. Everyone had a second helping. It was so yummy. I found it on Twice the Love...Half the Sleep earlier today.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Happy New Year!

Did everyone stay up until midnight? Want to know how lame we were? We celebrated with the East Coast and went to bed. I'm not even sure Mr. Mayer and I kissed each other. Pretty lame.
We stuck with tradition and went to Aunt Margaret's for New Year's. I was a little nervous this year. I was convinced that Shrek and Donkey were going to destroy her house. She lives in an amazing converted old school house out on some acreage. It is about 15 minutes outside of the town where Mr. Mayer grew up. His family has lived out there and owned it for eons. I love it out there. I always have. I like going. But...I was nervous this year. Shrek and Donkey aren't exactly house broken yet and Aunt Margaret has lots of antiques and beautiful bobbles around her house. However....Aunt Margaret and Liz baby proofed before we arrived. Thanks! You guys rock! And, the Dudes proved me wrong again. They were rock stars on the trip. A couple of tumbles down the stairs but everyone is good. The Diva had a wonderful time as always. She loves seeing the tractor and all the horses. And, even better~ our cousins Liz and Sarah gave the Diva a microphone for Christmas. The child is in pure Diva heaven. She has been putting on "shows" since she got it. Liz's husband Ryan taught her to put her hands up and shout "Thank You Ada! Superstar!" at the end of each "show." If these shows continue we are going to get the child some voice lessons. Eeek! This week she has been singing to her baby dolls upstairs. Oh! the microphone plays some music and has clapping and cheering on it. Just more to encourage her. They could not have found a better gift for her. I'm looking forward to next year. The Dudes will be a little bigger and be able to enjoy more of the "stuff" out there other than the pine cones!

Play Date Wednesday

The Dudes and I went to a friend's house for a play date this morning. We met Jen and her sweet little guys through our TMOM's (Tulsa Mom's of Multiples) group. As a side note::TMOMs is a wonderful group of ladies. It's nice to have a group of ladies you can talk to and they know exactly what you are going through. Her guys (A&A) are two weeks younger than the Dudes. Personality wise her guys are wwwwwaaaaayyyyyyy more laid back than my guys. I'm jealous :-)
Jen also has a son that is a little bit younger than the Diva. They like to play together. They all came to our house a few weeks ago and we had a great time.
Today we went to her house (and I remembered to take a few pictures!). Both the older kids had gone back to school (WhooHoo!) so it was just us and the little dudes. We played and had lunch. It was fun. Definitely plan to do it again.
Baby Jail

Have you ever tried to take a picture of four 16 month olds~on a couch?!

Mmmmm.....lunch!


Christmas With The Mayer's

We survived! I think anyone who has children knows what I am talking about. It was mass chaos around here Christmas morning. Aunt Betsy came over around 6:30am and the Diva was downstairs shortly after that. The boys walked into the living room and stood in the middle of the floor for a minute and then ran towards their Santa gifts. The Diva had already torn through her stocking and was itching to open the gifts under the tree. It was killing her to wait for her brother's. We brought all the gifts into the living room. Diva immediately started tearing paper. She was so cute. She would tear part of the paper off of each gift and get really excited about it and move on to the next one without fully unwrapping anything. I helped the boys unwrap their gifts. Of course they were more enamored with the paper and boxes rather than what was in the boxes. It was a very exciting. After the excitement wore off and all the gifts were open we were left with a sea of paper and boxes in the living room.
Mike and I have a Christmas tradition. We start the morning off with Mimosa's. We then proceed to drink Mimosa's most of the day. We stuck to tradition this year :-)
We made Turkey and all the sides for lunch and ate ourselves into a stupor.
It was a good day.