Usually I consider myself a fairly smart person. Usually. Today … not so much! I don’t know what I was thinking, but I decided to prime the table and chairs with Nicholas as my little helper. He’s 3 with the attention span of a newt. I gave him an itty bitty paintbrush and let him loose. He had a blast! It was actually pretty cute. Needless to say the furniture is now primed. So is Nicholas, my kitchen floor, me… I cleaned up so much paint today it isn’t funny.
The Nosebleed
Poor Natalie, last night she woke up in the middle of the night with a wicked nosebleed. Being the sweet little girl that she is she tried to take care of it by herself, but couldn’t. It wound up taking us about an hour to stop the bleeding and get her back to sleep. Not an hour later the poor thing was up with a nightmare. I wound up just crashing in her bed for the rest of the night. She slept in this morning and went into school late.
He knows not what he says…
Nicholas is a parrot. He repeats everything, and not always right away, sometimes it’s weeks later.
Tonight we were upstairs cleaning his room and he looks up at me and pit of the blue he exclaims “Your mother is a twit.” I was like “pardon me?” He repeats the statement, followed by a little giggle. Turns out he heard it from the movie “Matilda”
Mental note: be extra careful with what he watches. I think it’s just Dora and Barney from now on!
Little Blessings :: My Husband
I am so incredibly lucky, I married such a wonderful man. He is kind, loving, thoughtful and good looking to boot. He tells me daily that I am beautiful and that he love me. He makes the bed, cleans, and helps with dishes. When he knows I have had a stressful day with the kids, he’ll send me out for coffee, so I can have some peace and quiet. I know he would do anything for me. He is a wonderful father, fantastic husband, and my best friend.
Are We Out of our MINDS?!
We are contemplating a kitchen reno. Not a full fledged pull everything out reno, mind you, but still a fairly large scale face lift. We’re looking at a new ceramic floor, paint, refinishing the table and chairs, new lighting, and decorative backsplash. The reason I am doubting my sanity is because we are considering doing all the work ourselves. HMMM… Considering that we are polar opposites in almost every way, it could be a recipe for disaster. Add to that we are both impossibly stubborn. I have a marriage counselor on speed dial, should the need arise!
We went to Lowes yesterday and what started as a quick trip turned into a 2 hour marathon, trying to decide on the perfect tile combination (did I mention we are polar opposites?) Seriously what I love he hates and vice versa! We did manage to find a combination that we both liked that won’t totally break the bank. Now we are researching the best way to go about tearing out the tiles and lino we currently have. We are also sifting through a mountain of paint chips, contemplating which shade of cream will best match the cupboards.
It should be an interesting ride, that’s for sure!
Energizer Bunny
I would love to know where Nicholas gets his energy. He seriously never stops. We played all day yesterday, he had swimming lessons (which he cried right through) came home for dinner and a bath, then off to bed … or so I thought. He was up and down, and up and down. I caught him playing hockey with pocket change on the floor in his room. WTH? I took all the toys away and put him back to bed but by this time he way totally wired for sound. I lay down with him for a few minutes, and he chatted non-stop. Really. NON STOP! I left the room and closed the door. I did hear a bit more rustling around, but shortly thereafter he conked out. If only I could have a fraction of his energy, a small percentage, that’s all I need!
Flashback
Something happened on the way to Karate on Friday night that took me back in time. Nicholas started asking about “our kitty Timon” who died back in 2006. I told him that Timon was up in heaven with God. He pondered this for a moment and asked “where’s heaven?”
This brought me back to the days after we lost Timon. I was in a grief induced stupor, choking back tears every time Natalie asked about Timon. In an effort to comfort her, I told her she would always hold his memory in her heart, so a part of him would always be with her. I also told her that Timon was up in heaven with God, looking down on us. One afternoon she was playing in the driveway with Luigi when she just stopped and turned her face skyward. She remained that way for a moment or 2, then continues on playing with Daddy. When he asked what she had been doing, she replied simply “saying hi to Timon, I miss him”
First Skating Lesson
Last Night Nicholas had his very first skating lesson, and let me tell you, it was hilarious. Think “Bambi”. He was so excited that he made it to the ice before I did and he charged on in before I could catch up. Well, as soon as his skates hit the ice his little feet flew out from under him and he landed square on his bottom. Not one to be easily discouraged, he immediately tried to get back on his feet … and promply fell on his face. NICE! The instructor picked him up and kept him vertical him until I got to him. The entire lesson consisted of him falling and me picking him up. He seriously can’t stand with the skates on his feet, and it is like he doesn’t really care. He just kept trying and trying. When he got tired, he’d simply roll around the ice to get where he wanted! Too funny. He had a ball but by the time we got off the ice my back was KILLING me. 9 more weeks left … hopefully by the end he’ll be able to stand.
Obsessed with Hockey
For the last few months Nicholas has been absolutely obsessed with hockey and golf. He puts on socks, pretends they are skates and “skates” around the family room.
Yesterday after swimming, there was a hockey practice going on in the arena, he stood on a chair and watched and watched and watched. He couldn’t get enough. Sigh, I’ve finally relented and am going to sign us up for a mom and tot skating class. Did I mention that I don’t skate well? Well the class starts tomorrow, so keep your fingers crossed that I don’t fall and land on the poor kid.
I went out last night to get him some skates and a helmet (as per the city’s requirements) Holy cr@p. I cannot believe how expensive it was! I bought the cheapie adjustable skates, so we should get at least 2 winters out of it, but the helmet was $60! How do parents afford to put their kids into hockey? At least he loves the skates and the helmet and is anxiously awaiting his 1st class tomorrow.
Wish me luck!
