School has been called off for what is supposed to be a major winter storm that began just about an hour ago here at home and will go for about 12 hours. I planned to go in late to work because I have a doctor's appointment and will play by ear my own travel plans to work.
Thankfully childcare is open!
Anyway, here I am trying to awaken the kid and she says, "mom no, it's cold" and pulls the blanket back over herself. Then she says, "it's a cold winter, people need blankets". I laughed and she said, "I'm serious". So sweet.
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Sunday, February 21, 2016
Booster Seat
Yesterday my sweet baby (who of course is now a thriving 5-going-on-15-year-old) used a booster seat for the first time in dad's truck. It's a high back booster but the point is that she's using the car's three point belt system instead of the oh-so-handy LATCH and 5 point harness system.
I figured it was time since, at her annual check up a couple of weeks ago, the doctor asked if she was in a booster and I said she was still in her 5 point. The doctor said, "well yes, those are safer, but I think 5 is a good age to let them out of it so they have a little more movement". So in at least one vehicle, she's in a booster. My car will be next, but I'm using the excuse of being too busy to switch the seat to keep my young one as young as I can for a few more weeks.
I figured it was time since, at her annual check up a couple of weeks ago, the doctor asked if she was in a booster and I said she was still in her 5 point. The doctor said, "well yes, those are safer, but I think 5 is a good age to let them out of it so they have a little more movement". So in at least one vehicle, she's in a booster. My car will be next, but I'm using the excuse of being too busy to switch the seat to keep my young one as young as I can for a few more weeks.
Monday, February 15, 2016
Heart Wrenching Valentine
I had forgotten to give my kid a Valentine. I bought it early and put it in the closet where I remembered it a day late. So this morning as we're getting ready for the day I give her the PAW Patrol Valentine. She opens her eyes and immediately I see the lackluster. She opens the box and sees that it's gummies and not chocolates and she simply says, "oh, gummies". I apologized for having forgotten it and therefore having to had to give it to her a day late and she said, "that's okay mom, it wasn't really special".
Brutally honest.
In hind sight, I now know she was hoping for a big heart shaped box full of chocolates.
Brutally honest.
In hind sight, I now know she was hoping for a big heart shaped box full of chocolates.
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Anxiety
I'm having some fresh bouts of anxiety. My sweet kiddo will be in kindergarten next school year, which means she's officially beginning school. Real school. I know she already goes every day so that in real school she's only adding on 3 more hours a day but it's somehow different. It's real now.
Yesterday she had her annual check-up albeit late, but concurring with her kindergarten physical. She had to have FOUR vaccinations/boosters, so 4 shots in the leg has made for a cranky kiddo. I rewarded her handsomely at Target afterwards where she picked out a new pair of boots and toy. We also picked out school valentines (which of course, I just love. This year she picked out PAW Patrol and Disney Princesses). She then stood in the checkout at Target singing "I'm a wrecking ball" over and over.
I'm making mental notes of all the things I can't bear to lose, or things she no longer does: they way she used to say spaghetti, or how she loves to sit and have her back rubbed. I love how she still has her loveys Mr. Snuggles and Boo. I want to forever remember the way her voice sounds when she says, "hi mommy" in the phone to me. I love that she loves to be read to every night at bed time. I love that she loves to "read" where she just tells whatever story she likes along with the pictures in the books. In many ways it's cute how she wants to be a big girl so much she refuses to like the things our younger friends like (but she loved until she knew "babies" liked those things). One day her sweet child face is going to morph into a bigger kids face, and her baby teeth will fall out and she'll have these big gigantic replacements...one day her sweet little voice is going to sound more and more adult...one day she's going to not want to play school with me, or Barbies...or one of the one million other things I'm always too busy for.
I tell myself EVERY day that I'm going to do more and more with her because she's only this age and only this little person for so long and then I find myself not doing those things. I'm trying to live as those ahead of me have told me to...embrace it...let the little things go and play with my kid. It goes so fast. So now, as my kiddo lays asleep with a sore but vaccinated leg, I sit here feeling lost and sad and worried about everything I haven't yet encountered nor have lost but feel and know it to be lurking around the corner.
Yesterday she had her annual check-up albeit late, but concurring with her kindergarten physical. She had to have FOUR vaccinations/boosters, so 4 shots in the leg has made for a cranky kiddo. I rewarded her handsomely at Target afterwards where she picked out a new pair of boots and toy. We also picked out school valentines (which of course, I just love. This year she picked out PAW Patrol and Disney Princesses). She then stood in the checkout at Target singing "I'm a wrecking ball" over and over.
I'm making mental notes of all the things I can't bear to lose, or things she no longer does: they way she used to say spaghetti, or how she loves to sit and have her back rubbed. I love how she still has her loveys Mr. Snuggles and Boo. I want to forever remember the way her voice sounds when she says, "hi mommy" in the phone to me. I love that she loves to be read to every night at bed time. I love that she loves to "read" where she just tells whatever story she likes along with the pictures in the books. In many ways it's cute how she wants to be a big girl so much she refuses to like the things our younger friends like (but she loved until she knew "babies" liked those things). One day her sweet child face is going to morph into a bigger kids face, and her baby teeth will fall out and she'll have these big gigantic replacements...one day her sweet little voice is going to sound more and more adult...one day she's going to not want to play school with me, or Barbies...or one of the one million other things I'm always too busy for.
I tell myself EVERY day that I'm going to do more and more with her because she's only this age and only this little person for so long and then I find myself not doing those things. I'm trying to live as those ahead of me have told me to...embrace it...let the little things go and play with my kid. It goes so fast. So now, as my kiddo lays asleep with a sore but vaccinated leg, I sit here feeling lost and sad and worried about everything I haven't yet encountered nor have lost but feel and know it to be lurking around the corner.
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