November 25, 2008
November 21, 2008
November 20, 2008
- Steve's DROP is TOMORROW! Oh, my goodness, we just can't wait! I am so excited to know that tomorrow evening, we will find out where we'll be heading next. We still won't have an exact time-line on when we'll move or anything, but at least we'll know where! I don't know if I've mentioned that the theme of the drop party is "Ugliest Christmas Sweaters." The person who is deemed to have the UGLIEST Christmas sweater "wins" the opportunity to have their aircraft and base announced first. We're hopeful that Steve's Christmas monstrosity takes the cake. We hit up a few Goodwills, which we found to be a resting place for all things hideous. At one point, we had narrowed it down to three sweaters and couldn't decide which was worse. I'll be sure to post pictures of him in his "outfit." (I complimented Steven on his outfit the other day, after he dressed himself very well, and he informed me that boys do not have "outfits," only girls do!)
- I am pretty nauseated these days. It stinks. I never had nausea with Gabby. I had it pretty bad with Steven. I don't think it's quite as bad this time but it's no fun.
- I am making my very fist Thanksgiving dinner next week. Actually, the first Thanksgiving that Steve and I were married, we lived in Phoenix and were alone for Thanksgiving, and I "cooked" but I wouldn't qualify it as a Thanksgiving dinner. I wasn't much of a cook that first year, or so. Anyway, this year my parents and my sister, Cara will be here spending the week with us and I am cooking a real, traditional dinner. I'm pretty excited about it. I got a bunch of yummy recipes from foodnetwork.com. I'm going to brine my turkey, which is pretty much like marinating it in an ice-water marinade. I started grocery shopping yesterday, and have some more to do this afternoon. There are a few things I want to prep ahead of time, to make the day a little easier.
- Today, I registered us for the San Antonio Turkey Trot 4-miler. Yep. At 9am on Thanksgiving Day, we will be running 4 miles. When, I say "running," I mean....not running. I'm sure Steve will run it and I know my mom plans to run it, but I'm pretty sure my dad, Cara and I will be walking (with maybe a little jogging if we're feeling motivated) with the jogging stroller. But I have been jogging a few times a week, lately. If you can call it that. It's pretty slow, but I have been going at least 3 or 4 times a week for the last few weeks. I recently read Dr. Clapp's 'Exercising Through Your Pregnancy' and it motivated me to become more active. He was the first, and still one of the only obstetricians to do in-depth research on the effects of exercise on pregnancy. The conclusion of the research, was pretty much: the more active you are, the healthier you and your baby will be, and the shorter and easier your labor will be. He recommends weight-bearing exercise like running or aerobics, as well as weight lifting. I have no plans on taking up weight-lifting any time soon but I did start jogging and on nights that I don't jog, I do some aerobics.
- My mom,Cara and I are planning on Black Friday shopping. Ahhhhhh! Actually, I'm looking forward to it. We have some pretty good shopping close to us, here so I'm hoping to find some REALLY good deals. I've already been scoping out all the sales on THIS website, and planning my purchases.
- And no good post can end without pictures of my kids, so here you go:
Steven was sporting Steve's sweat band (eww!) and Gabby was having a crazy-hair day
We went out looking for bunk-beds for the kids (hoping to get them in one before #3 comes). The kids LOVED climbing the ladders (as you can see) and make sure you spot BOTH kids in this one!
Here is Gabby and me in our favorite weekend past-time. This is how we spend our Saturday afternoons :-)
November 16, 2008
We had a really great time with them and miss hanging out with them so much! So, now you're all caught up!
November 8, 2008
I just don't understand parents that don't consistently discipline their children, and then they don't understand why their children act the way they do. I get compliments on how well behaved my kids are quite often. It's not because they are just good kids - they are the same as any other child - they are just well-disciplined. If they willfully disobey, they are punished for it. Every single time. Not the 5th time they do it, not the time that finally drives me nuts, but Every Single Time they disobey. And that starts young. Gabby is already willfully disobeying, so she is already being disciplined. Of course her punishments are much different than Steven's. Steven has a time out chair in the corner of the playroom. Gabby has yet to understand the concept of staying in time out, so she gets sent to her room, or if she's touching something she's not supposed to (her most popular offence) she gets the offensive hand smacked. And I know that even at Steve's age, Gabby will be a different child with different needs and different drives and disciplining her will never be the same as her brother. Every child is so different, and needs to be molded in different ways.
When I'm in a public place and I see parents just ignoring screaming, angry children, or hear parent's complaining about how their kids is so much worse than mine, it irritates me. My kids are not perfect, I don't mean to say my kids never act up in public, but when they do, it is punished. It takes A LOT more work to have disciplined kids than not to. There are so many times I want to just ignore my kids' bad behavior and just lay on the couch instead but if I do that, I am teaching them that is okay to fight over a toy, or touch the TV (a big no-no in our house) or spit, or scream or throw things or whatever. And I know that being consistent with discipline is the most important part. Children are smart. If they know that they only have a 50% chance of being punished for what they are doing, sometimes it's worth the risk, where if they know that they will be in trouble 100% of the time, they are more likely to decide against it; although sometimes it's still worth the risk...just ask Steven :-)
It is sometimes hard to do. Sometimes I don't want to discipline them just because I love them and I don't want to upset them. But I know that discipline is out of love, and because I love them, I have to do it.
Proverbs 13:24 He who withholds his rod hates his son, but he who loves him disciplines him diligently.
Proverbs 22:15 Foolishness is bound up in the heart of a child; the rod of discipline will remove it far from him.
Proverbs 29:15 The rod and reproof give wisdom, but a child who gets his own way brings shame to his mother.
I know the Bible uses the term "Rod" and to me, that always sounded very harsh, but I think, now that Solomon was referring to discipline in general, not just spanking.
So, for no apparent reason, I just informed you all of my beliefs as a Christian parent on the power and importance of discipline. I don't really know where that came from but there it is.
November 3, 2008
Here are all the things I most certainly did not do this week:
I did not spend $215 at the grocery store today. My kitchen did not look like this after bringing it all in. That's way too much food for a family of 4. My husband is not going to freak out when he sees how much I spent :-/
I did not let Gabby fall asleep in her playpen looking very uncomfortable.
I am not 5 weeks pregnant....after going off my pill 5 weeks ago. That would be crazy and really fast. That would not completely surprise me...and that is probably not why I'm craving pancakes and bacon (as a recent post revealed).
I did not stock up on pancake mix, blueberries, syrup and bacon at the grocery store today.
I did not go off the pill for the sole reason that it was making me break out. That is not very responsible.
I am not going to have 3 children under the age of four in July. That would be crazy.
That does not scare me a little. Okay, it should. It is scary!!
My sweet husband is not completely excited about a 3rd baby (and neither am I). I did not find him on a baby-name website already. I don't think that is the sweetest thing ever.
I did not spend my grocery shopping trip thinking, "How on earth will I do this next year with 3 kids? I'm stressed out shopping with 2!"
I did not open a box of Gerber Veggie Crackers and let Gabby eat half of it as we shopped.
I did not let Gabby drink my Coke to get her to stop screaming while we were in line for 20 minutes. That would make me a really bad mom. I wouldn't let a 13-month-old drink Coke. And I definitely didn't get judgmental looks from all the older ladies around me in line. No, that never happens.
My kids are not waking up at 6:30 am since the time-change.
I did not get up and go for a bike ride at 8am, then take the kids to a MOPS play date, which I did not forget to take my camera to, then spend 2 hours grocery shopping. I am not ready to pass out at 3pm.
My son did not point out every item in the grocery store and inform me that they all cost "two dorrars" (two dollars). That isn't the cutest thing ever.
I was not completely embarrassed by Steven talking repeatedly (and very loudly) about how he has two dads in the commissary. I did not tell him that he is no longer "allowed" to pretend to have two dads. I did not feel like people were looking at me, thinking I was some kind of hussy. That would be silly and why should I care what people think? I don't.
So, that's my Not Me Monday for the week!
November 1, 2008
I just wanted to share this. I think it is so cute. Gabby LOVES dogs and cats. When we're at the park and someone has a dog there, she can no longer play, but must waddle after the dog until she gets the courage to go pet it (with Mommy at her side, of course). This is video of her chasing the neighbor's cat. We know the cat, Auto is a VERY sweet cat, that doesn't care that she wants to lay on him, pet him kind of roughly and grab his fur. She LOVES this cat. But I love how she chases him with her hands out in the 'grabbing' motion, and squealing at him. It really sounds like she says, "Kitty" and "Come Here." It really does. Also, notice how in the beginning of the video, she has 2 pigtails, then at the end, only one....the story of my life.
Here's where I found the hair tie, after reviewing the video. Still rolled up, stuck to the tree.
Steven pulled out about 3 seeds, then decided it was too messy...
...while his sister rolled around in the dirt.
After lunch, I stripped her to take her inside, then she decided she was still hungry
Here is the sequence of pictures I took TRYING to get one of the kids smiling with Frank:
Steven, look at the camera!!
Gabby, put your hand down and look happy!
Gabby, put that down! Steven! Look at Mommy!
Oh, forget it. I give up.
Time to eat candy on the porch
And this is what happened when we turned our backs on Gabby. She laid down on Steven's tool belt and chewed her way through a lollipop wrapper.
Making our Leaf Press at the Depot
AETC planes. This is the division that Steve is in right now. The big white plane in the center of the formation (T-43) is the plane he does his training on. Steven calls all big, white planes "Daddy's Plane" because of this one. The two on either side of the T-43 are T-38s, the ones that take off and land about 150 yards from our house all day...every day...very loudly...ugh
Okay, this pictures needs to be explained. The F-22 was about to do it's demonstration. Steve was beyond excited. He was giddy. Then this beige-shirt kid slowly inched his way to standing RIGHT IN FRONT of Steve. So Steve just stood there, breathing down his neck. He was so irritated. It was kind of funny...so I took a picture.
Me and the kids in the shade. I tried to get Gabby to go to sleep. She was so tired and grumpy.
Finally, I laid the back of the stroller down and she fell asleep in it.
And Steven slept in the front.