Tuesday, October 23, 2012

"Bye Bye Binky"


Wow!! I temporarily lost my mind Saturday night and cut all the "binkies." Yup. Cut the tips off of all of them. I had enough. I was tired of hunting for them. I was tired of fighting the Dudes for them. And mostly, I was tired of the temper tantrums when I wouldn't let Owen have one. Saturday night as I was trying to get him in the bathtub he threw an epic tantrum because he wanted a "binky." The rule has been for over a year they only get pacifiers at nap time or bedtime. Over the course of the last two weeks Owen had started going into his room and getting a pacifier and laying on his bed so he could have one. He had also been trying to sneak them out their room. One time he even hid it down his shirt when I tried to take it away. Carter isn't as attached to the pacifiers as Owen has always been. He likes to have one, but there are plenty of times he has gone to sleep without it in his mouth. When I came to my senses Saturday I started to feel bad. I have always felt a little guilty for letting the Dudes have pacifiers. Diva never used one. She just wasn't interested. I tried to give her one. Just never took. The Dudes left the hospital with pacifiers. Owen has remained attached to one for the past 25 months. Their Dentist has been telling me for months that I needed to take the pacifiers away. I knew that they were older and I should take them. I felt that when they could request one it was time to be done. Well, we had gone past requesting them. So Saturday...I sat in the living room feeling like a horrible Mommy as I listened to the little guys scream bloody murder for nearly an hour. Mr. Mayer was no help. He would probably let them keep pacifiers until college. He thought I was crazy too. After about an hour there was silence. Whew! One night down. I was prepared for a battle. I was sure that it was going to take days for the screaming to stop. The next day at nap time I told the Dudes "the binkies went bye bye." They both just stood there staring at me for a minute. Like they were really processing what I told them. They took a nap without protest. Same thing that night. I told them "the binkies went bye bye" and didn't get a whimper of protest. Repeat process on Monday. Monday morning Owen started walking around the house waving and saying "bye bye binkies." Today they had Mother's Day Out. I was NERVOUS about how this was going to go. I told Ms. Stacie that the pacifiers were gone and that I had told the boys that they went "bye bye." I left a couple of stuffed animals for them to hug at nap time and left. The rest of the day I festered. I was sure it was going to be tantrum city. When I went to pick them up Ms. Keri brought them out. I asked her how nap time went. She said that it went great. They didn't give any protest or ask for pacifiers. Wow!! Unbelievable. I was completely prepared for a battle royal with these guys over their pacifiers and they barely gave me a fight. I'm not complaining. I'm relieved. It was a much better outcome than I ever imagined. I don't know how I got so lucky. I didn't expect it. As I sit here typing this I am thinking that I may be jinxing myself. Tomorrow they will get up and insist on having their pacifiers. Ugh...for tonight I am going to celebrate my small victory and pat myself on the back a little.
Also on the docket for this week....we started taking naps in the big boy bedroom this week. Monday didn't go so great. Hoping tomorrow is a little better. It's a whole new routine for all of us. I'm hoping to start with naps and then bedtimes and then make the complete conversion. I have plans for the downstairs bedroom. Though I have a reservations. Are they to young to be upstairs? It's going to mess up Diva's routine. Is that fair to her? Am I rushing things? You can see where I am my own worst enemy. I can second guess the crap out of anything.

Monday, October 15, 2012

What We Have Here Folks

Another year has past. I shared last year about my brother in law Walter Joe. It's been 4 years now. The old saying "Time heals all wounds" is somewhat true. It doesn't hurt as bad. I still miss him. I still look for him. I still stop in my tracks when I see a man on a motorcycle with his pony tail whipping in the wind. It's the "could have beens" that hurt the most now. What could have been? What would have happened? What would things be like now? Olivia still asks questions and we still talk about him and look at pictures. The Dudes are getting older. The older they get the more I realize they are so much like him. They have his kind and fearless spirit. Carter has a mischievous twinkle in his eye and I can see his Uncle when he smiles at me with that ornery grin. When they are older we will talk about him and look at pictures with them. We all still miss him terribly. But, life goes on. We keep his memory alive and the world keeps turning. I'm still waiting to hear him say "What we have here folks...." one more time.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Every Once And A While...


Every once and a while the Dudes surprise me and do something so sweet I just have to stop for a minute. It happened this morning.  The Dudes were awake, but as is normal they were happy so I left them in their room for a little bit while I drank some coffee and ate some breakfast. I was almost done when I heard a horrible terrifying scream come from their room. I knew it was Owen. I looked on the camera and saw his arm was in the top drawer of the changing table. We keep their pacifiers in the top drawer. Nothing else is in the thing, just pacifiers. The Dudes like to put their "binkies" up and get them out a million times at bedtime and nap times. He has gotten his arm shut in the drawer before but this time it looked different. I ran into the room. He was on his tip toes at a weird angle. I free his arm from the drawer and he is hysterical. I look at the arm and move it around. I was picturing my trip to the ER. His arm seems fine. We rock a minute in the rocking chair. Carter gets in my lap with us and rocks. Then Carter realizes that he wants breakfast and takes off for the kitchen. Before Owen and I get in the kitchen Carter is sitting in his booster seat. I sit Owen in his and make their breakfast. Owen is still crying, but not as hysterically as before. I keep an eye on him to make sure his arm is as okay as I think it is. He's using it. That's good. Carter is looking at his crying brother and keeps asking "What's wrong?" I tell Carter that Owen hurt his arm. Carter gets a look of concern on his face and says "Hug." He starts repeating himself. As I stand there and watch these boys Carter climbs out of his booster seat. Walks over to Owen's chair and climbs up and gives his brother a big squeezy hug. Owen stops crying.  Carter gets down and climbs back into his own seat and asks for his breakfast. Things go back to normal like nothing ever happened. It was one of the sweetest moments I have witnessed between the boys. Most of the time I am convinced they are going to spend their entire lives beating each other. I have always hoped that they would be good friends and have a tight bond. But, most of the time I'm just not sure. Every once and a while they surprise me like this morning and do something so sweet that  stops me in my tracks. It gives me hope that maybe they will have the relationship that I want for them someday.

Thursday, October 11, 2012

I Went to Hobby Lobby

I always start to feel a little crafty when the seasons change. I also always seem to forget that I am not a crafty person. I'm much better at spending money. I really want to be a crafty person. I have mentioned before here and here that my crafts usually look like something that a Kindergartner did. Thanks to Pinterest I think that I can be crafty. Not only do I think I can be crafty they give me directions how to do things and shopping lists. My brain goes crazy. So, I did what I always do. I browsed Pinterest and pinned a million different things and then went to Hobby Lobby to make my pins become realities. Oy Vey! I had found a pumpkin decoration for my front porch that I thought I had to have. I bought my supplies and began creating.
I thought the process was pretty easy. Though my spray painting skills are probably on par with the 2 year olds. And, I initially severely misjudged how much spray paint I was going to need. I had to go back that night and buy more spray paint. I got my pumpkins and letters painted and let them dry. Today I assembled my masterpiece with the assistance of my trusty hot glue gun.
I think it turned out pretty good~if I do say so myself.
I didn't just stop with the pumpkins. I had a fall wreath I made YEARS (seriously, like 8 years) ago. It needed some sprucing up. When I was at Hobby Lobby I bought a few new things to add to the wreath to update it with.
Again. Not bad. Not bad at all. It was a very productive day. I spent all my time working on my crafts that I did not clean my house like I set out to do today. Yay. Gives me something to look forward to tomorrow. I may go get on Pinterest and find another craft to do :)

Little Artist?

So. Olivia has always LOVED art. Anything involved with coloring, painting, writing, drawing, etc. She loves it. She was a daycare kid and did art projects daily. The Dudes are not daycare kids (seriously~who can afford daycare for 3 kids?!) and I have had some feelings of guilt because they do not do art everyday. Truth is the mess stresses me out. They used to eat the crayons. It was just a disaster. I am trying to put my issues aside and let them make messes. My friend Megan is wonderful about letting her kids make messes and be creative. I'm a work in progress. So when Olivia asked earlier this week if she could paint instead of my normal automatic "No" or "Wait until your brother's are sleeping" I said Yes. I surprised Olivia. I surprised myself. The Dudes had been given some toddler paint daubers as a gift a while back. I was to nervous to let them try. So I covered the table, busted out the paints and some coloring books and let the kids go. The kids had the time of their lives. About 45 minutes into it Owen and Olivia lost interest and went outside to play. Carter sat at the table for nearly an hour and a half painting. I was shocked. The kid loves art. He loves coloring, painting, writing....he is getting exposed to more of this at Mother's Day Out and I'm so glad. I need to work on it at home. I'm trying people. I'm trying. Needless to say the kids had a great time. Olivia has asked several times since then if they can paint again. The only hitch to the afternoon? That toddler paint that the Dudes used? Not exactly as washable as the packaging led me to believe. Owen and Carter looked like weird living art exhibits for a day or two. Naturally Owen used blue and so he had faded blue on his face that resembled bruises. I'm sure people probably think I beat the snot out of that kid. Poor kid.
If you will notice the picture of a chair seat with a single blue dot. That is the only casualty to the painting party. One blue dot on a chair that I was able to clean up much easier than I was able to clean my kids.

Yummy and Healthy

I don't blog about food very often. I find that a little strange since I like to eat so much. I also really like to bake and cook. I like the idea of creating things. It's a niche that I've found that I like and I am pretty good at, usually. I really like finding new recipes and "experimenting" on my family and willing friends. Lately I've been looking for new recipes and ideas for breakfast. I am not much on making breakfast. I was raised on cereal. Olivia is perfectly happy with a yogurt in the morning. Mr. Mayer doesn't usually eat breakfast. The Dudes are getting older and eating more and more (I honestly don't know how I'm going to feed them in a few years). They wake up starving. They really like muffins and frozen waffles. That stuff is kind of expensive. My kids can kill a box of chocolate chip muffins in one morning. Why couldn't I just make my own muffins? It's bound to be cheaper. The day I came to this realization is the same day I found a Banana Chocolate Chip Muffin recipe on Meal Makeover Moms. WOW!! It sounded yummy and it was healthy!! They can't possibly taste as good as they sound. Well, let me tell you. They are wonderful. My entire family loves them. The Dudes ate 2 each this morning for breakfast. This is definitely a keeper and will be put into regular rotation. The best part? They were crazy easy to make. What could be better?!

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Geek On Life

Mr. Mayer writes a blog. Sometimes. He blogged tonight. It's pretty funny, as usual. I think the runner's out there will enjoy it.
www.geekonlife.com

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

WhAt ShE wOrE wEdNeSdAy

Happy Wednesday people!! Hope this finds you all well and I hope what you are about to see makes you smile as much as it did me. This girl child of mine is something else. She is definitely an individual. I hope that never changes. It's Wednesday and I remembered to take a picture!
T-shirt w/attached vest~ Target
Black tie sweater~ Target
White denim shorts~ Target (I'm starting to notice a theme)
Neon Yellow tights~ Aunt Betsy (I think she bought them at Target, but nonetheless she is to blame for those tights)
Pink Boots~ Um....Marshall's maybe? I don't remember

She has a personality to go with the outfit. Maybe she will be a fashion designer someday.