Kinsey conversations

After I put Kinsey in bed the other night, she said, "Momma, I need the blue stuff." (Advil)
I said, "what do you need it for?"
"My nose is running. It's driving me crazy!"
Her nose was not running, but I decided it was placebo time because this was the second time in the last couple of weeks she had asked for "the blue stuff" and she hasn't had any since before Spring Break.
"I'll go get some, I'll be right back."
I go and get the small measuring cup that goes with the Advil, look around for something non-drug related but thick and syrup-y  When I can't find anything, I resort to apple juice.
"Kins, we're out of the blue stuff, but I got some that is apple flavored."
She said, "is it blue?"
"No."
"Is it green?"
"yeah, kinda." (her glow mate does crazy things to the colors in her room.) "And its apple flavored."
She sits up and takes a drink and looks at my sideways and says very dryly, "it's apple juice."
"Does it taste like apple juice? Yummy!"
"Let me try again... Yeah it does!"
Then, last night at bedtime, she skips right to it. "Momma, I need some apple juice to make me feel better."


Monday after school, Kinsey says, "Luke is mean. I bit him. "
"What? Why?"
"He knock me down. I bit him."
"Did you have to sit in time out?"
"Nope."
"Did Luke?"
"Um hum."
"But we don't bite."
"He knock me down."
So, I'm left thinking there's a rule on the board at PDO right under "we keep our hands to ourselves" that says "knock someone down, they get to bite you." That however, is not the case at all.  Turns out she did NOT bite this Luke but he did, in fact, knock her down.  Mrs. Alivia informed me on Wednesday morning that when she got up from said knocking down they had to "hold her back because she was going after him."  When I picked her up Wednesday afternoon I asked, "how was her attitude with you guys today?" (She's been snotty with me and daddy lately.) I got, "she was great for us.  She just took everything out on Luke today."
Aw, that's my girl

Highlights from Hobbs

In the world of Kinsey... She has begun Counting. Not just reciting numbers. She wants to count everything, especially when we're eating. Four apples, three bananas, five fingers, two feet.... And we had worked pretty diligently on shapes before Christmas but had giving up, er, post-poned shapes for awhile. The other day she said she wanted to "do shapes" so I said okay I'll get them. Somewhere between Christmas and now she got them. She knew the circle, triangle, star, heart, (I know not really that impressive) AND the rectangle, octagon, diamond, and oval. The one that is throwing her off is the square. Idk why.

I signed Kinsey up for Swimming classes this week, too. She will start next week. She will be swimming. Not just water awareness like that junkie City o Hobbs crap, we did last year.

As for Indy, she must have read what I wrote about her last week, as she's been playing a lot on the floor and when she lands on her belly, not only is she not screaming about it but she's working those chubby little legs and has actually gotten them under her for a moment or two.

Side note, if this is the case and she is reading this, I think her first word will most certainly not be "mama."

Easter photo review:

There was an Easter Egg hunt at school.

She knows what to do!

First egg of many.

She's a beauty.

Supplies gathered and ready.

Hard at work.

She's doing great.

Our birds nests.

These eggs are ready to be hunted.

The hunter's are ready, too.

Got one! (okay, more than one-the basket is almost full.)

No time to waste!

What do you mean "full?" I can get more in there.

Enjoying herself as she watches.  Her eyes were open most of the time.

And now we eat.

The girls and their baskets. (Indy's like, can I have these for breakfast?)

Already opened. Already spilled.

Wait, I got one.

If Kinsey won't wear it, I'll put it on Indy.

Look, I got a Sing-a-ma-jig.

She's so happy about, she must not realize that there is no candy in it.

Best seat in the house. She just loves being included.

Coloring eggs.

The finished product.

Very hesitant about trying to get those out of the tree.

There's one over there.

"I found them, daddy."

Gotta get to that one. Quick.

She's so pretty.

Her eggs are already empty.

I think it's probably something like, "I want more candy." And, "I think you've had enough."

My big happy fam(ILY).

Hobbs Happenings

That Indy sure is a quirky child. She sleeps best at night swaddled. Yes we've gone back. She naps best with a blanket to hold and usually holds it close to her face. She's food aggressive and has not turned her nose at any new food that's been offered. She has separation anxiety even when I'm sitting right next to her. She may never crawl as she still hates to be on her belly. She's a people watcher and will gladly give up a nap to just watch kids in the park or people at the store. She finally likes to play Peek-a-boo. It so rewarding to have her smile when she sees you instead of the crying because you just did the hide thing. She makes mostly only grunting noises, some are happy grunts, others not so much. And she's happier in general now too. Just last week I told some stranger in the store who was ahh-ing over her big blue eyes, to not take it personal that Indy wouldn't smile at her because she doesn't smile at anyone. Now, she's smiling at me and Rusty and sometimes even those random strangers. Sometimes.

Kinsey had her first ever dentist appointment this week. It went way better than expected. She did AWESOME. She let the dental hygienist "count" all of her teeth, clean them, floss them then rinse and vacuum out her mouth. She never complained, refused, cried, nothing. She just did what she was asked. Then asked if she'd be getting her braces today.

On Saturday, we took the girls and our latest edition Flat Stanley to the Living desert. It appears as though Kinsey liked the snakes the most as she is still talking about them. Them and the Gila Monster that was trying to lick her. Gross! They were all behind glass, thankfully.

We took Kinsey to the carnival twice this week, Indy once.  Kinsey had a blast on the rides and is definitely going to be a roller coaster kid. She's not a bit hesitant or timid about any of the rides. Not even after she slid off her seat while spinning in a tea cup. I foresee family Kings Island trips again!

As for Easter, we've made our cards and they've been mailed. Expected them sometime after Easter.

Homework

It's a combination of I wasn't paying attention and I have kids so I forget everything, but the prof told us at the beginning of our first class that we are working towards having our worked entered into some art show at the end of the semester.  Tonight in my rhythm series I had what he thought was two potential entries. 

Happenings in Hobbs

Give me that orange.

Mom, she won't give me that orange!

Finally, Indy is ticklish. Not that I thought she wouldn't be, all kids are ticklish. It's just that she's stubborn and in her stubbornness refused, sometimes refuses, to laugh. But she's laughing now. However, she's a very perticular ticklish child. She likes to be very lightly, gently tickled on her ribs and feet. And sometimes only by mom is it funny. Have I mentioned she's a momma girl?

Us girls had ourselves some sickness this week.  Somehow, dad managed to avoid it. It started with what I would have sworn were just allergies for Kinsey. For two days she had this nonstop running nose. But no complaints out of her. Then on the third day, Indy and I picked it up. Running noses, fussiness, sneezing, clingliness, coughing, crying, sore throat, crankiness, headache, grumpiness, itchy eyes, you know, the ol' common cold.  It even cancelled, no, postponed our field trip to the Living Desert.  Although, when we go it may just be a family outing.

Last Sunday, we started dieting. In one week, I lost 7lbs.  Rusty lost 10. Swim suit season is not far away.  Enough said.

To preschool or not to preschool, is the big question. I am aware that she is only two.  However at the start of the next school year she will be three. Preschool aged. I know that not too long ago, Kindergarten wasn't even required. But I want her to be prepared and ready.  I'm back and forth on it.  I want her to be prepared but I don't want her stressed out.  Not that preschool will stress her out.  But I don't want her to be too busy.  Preschool for the 3 year olds is only two days a week, Tuesday and Thursday.  Which is great because PDO is Monday and Wednesday and she loves PDO.  I can't imagine taking her out of there when she still has another year in Mrs. Debbie's class.  You see the dilemma, I'm sure. So, this past week was open enrollment.  I called, asked some questions, answered some questions and signed her up. Now this shall give me plenty of time to change my mind not to preschool and then change back to preschool and then not... between now and August. Either way, I signed her up and then did breathing exercises.

We finally figured out where to put our canvas pictures that we are in love with!

Don't you just love 'em?!

In fun conversations with Kinsey:
At bedtime, I read her a story in the rocker. On this night she was almost asleep, so I wipe the hair out of her face a couple of times.  She grabs my hand and with her eyes still closed, says, "Stop playing around, momma. It's bedtime." Kids! Where do they come up with this stuff?

Happenings in Hobbs...

So this is more like two weeks in review, but here's the skinny...

Spring break was awesome. Family was great. The girls love love loved all the attention and all the fun activities.

Now, it's back to normality.  Kinsey, the easy child, has had no problem getting back in the swing of things. She been getting up a little early for her, but then naps have come easier as has bedtime. Indy, the not-so-easy child, has not adjusted. She liked Indiana. She liked all the people... Who were always willing and able to hold her. So, of course, now she wants to held all the time! And also, she's a huge fan of the fact that she got to sleep with me, no questions asked. I'd say she sleeps about two hours a night in her own crib.  Dislike!

Looking forward to planning more fun activities for the girls, and honestly me.

PS. I love comments!  Feel free.

Katie makes babies happy

After two hours of listening to her cry because she doesn't want to nap (Damn, you Ferber, it's not working!), it's nice to have something about her to make me smile.

The sound isn't great and there is a lot of shakiness.  And you can't hear her laughing, but you can feel it.