Saturday, May 3, 2008

Haiku for parents 2

Three in the morning
After eating she burps loud
Falls asleep with me

I want that toy too
Now my brother puts it down
I don't want it now

Green yellow orange
Vegetables in small glass jars
I'm not eating that

Friday, May 2, 2008

It's magic

Also while at my parents' house:

My dad found a wig that is brown and curly hair and put it on to show the boys. They thought it was pretty funny. My dad sat down with Torii on the couch and Torii was throwing a blanket over my dad's head trying to get the wig off. "Abrakadabba," he said. The wig stayed on his head. Torii threw the blanket on Grandpa's head again. "Abrakanoodle," he said. Torii pulled back the blanket and the wig was gone. Torii looked at Grandpa and said, "I did it!"

Tricky

The kids and I were at my parents the other night. My dad had found a toy the boys played with when they were babies and brought it out for Cordelia. Torii grabbed it right away and Rion took it away from him. After they were playing with it for a little while Rion disappeared and came back upstairs with his Jeff Gordon car he likes so much. Rion set it down and said, "Here you go Torii. You can play with this." Torii thought that was great and sat down next to the car. Then Rion got back up and grabbed the baby toy. I will have to watch him extra close when he's a teenager.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Like a cat to a can opener

Today Fred called me at work (he calls all the time, it's annoying), and Rion was whining in the background. "Yes, the pizza is in the oven," Fred told him. I looked at the clock. It was 9:30 in the morning. "You're having pizza this early," I asked. Fred explained. "Well, the boys heard the doorbell ring and when I answered it, it wasn't the pizza man. After some whining, I just put in a pizza."

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Another adventure at the doctor's office

I swear, everytime I have to bring a kid to the doctor, it's an adventure. It can never run smoothly with nothing to report.
Cordelia had her six month checkup on Friday. She is doing great. I was so happy she didn't cry the whole appointment like she did last time. I guess she is over her fear of mustaches. This time she really watched the doctor and grabbed for anything that was put in her reach. The doctor kept telling her she was so serious. He tried to get her to smile. He got close, but she kept that serious look the whole time.
Since the appointment was right after I got off of work I only had time to change clothes and leave again when I got home. I threw all of my things in the diaper bag and we took off. When I got to the clinic I realized I had grabbed my regular purse. So not only did I not have my wallet, but I also didn't have any diapers or wipes. I sat through the whole appointment praying she would not have a messy diaper until we got home. Thankfully we made it.
The only minor thing Cordelia has is some small patches of eczema on her skin. The doctor said this was probably occurring from something I ate although it could be from clothes too. If it was something I ate the most common foods that cause eczema is chocolate, and then I think he said oranges, and he named a couple more. I can't remember what other foods he said because I kind of blanked out after chocolate. I love Cordelia, but I will give up breastfeeding before I give up chocolate.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Do moms retire?

Up until two weeks ago my dad worked for UPS. Today I was asked if his route had changed because someone new was delivering in the area. (I can't believe they miss you already, dad).
"No, he just retired," I said.
"Is your mom retired too," she asked.
I have never been asked that and it kind of through me for a loop. "She was a stay-at-home mom," I said. "I guess you could say she retired when my sister moved out last year."
I thought about this some more later. If my mom had indeed retired last year, where was her big retirement party? Where were her cards of congratulations? Where were her presents celebrating her years of hard work?
Do moms actually get to retire? Probably not. She may no longer have any kids at home (although as I write this the grandkids are sleeping overnight there). So she doesn't have any kids there permenantly, but she is still always on the job. My mom is always one phone call away when I need to vent about the husband, kids or both. My mom still takes care of me when I don't feel good, by taking the kids so I can get some rest. And my mom will still bake my most favorite birthday cake if I ask.
While my mom will never get to officially retire from her profession, I think she still deserves a big retirement party for her years of raising, I must say, three fabulous women.

What a cheat

Rion got his first taste of kindergarten on Wednesday. Fred was supposed to take all three kids to the school and drop Rion off. When I got home I asked him how it went.
"Good," he said, "Your Grandma came over and watched Cordelia and Torii while I dropped Rion off."
"Excuse me?"
"I told her she didn't have to," he said. "I was going to drop them off, but she came here instead."
"Why can't you take all three kids anywhere?"
"Oh I have no problem taking them anywhere. And none of the other parents had their other kids with."
I was so disappointed. He had it easy and only had to do a 15 minute trip with them. Now I should make it really difficult and make a grocery list out for him. A long grocery list. And he can grocery shopping with all three kids while I sit in front of the TV doing nothing.