Saturday, October 31, 2015

Halloween 2015


Cora and Lars

The whole gang!


So, uh, Cora did not enjoy her Jack Jack hat...

But she does still live to swing.


After each and every house, Finn would run back to us, thrust his bucket in the air, and yell "I got TREATS!!!"  

Finn and Dash:  they are FAST.











Cora had a great time.  She learned to say "Tick o Teat!" pretty fast, and that went over BIG at all the houses.  :)

TEATS!











Friday, October 30, 2015

Oh, my heart.

This is Cora nursing a Little Einsteins doll at Renee's house.  She's been doing this a lot with her dolls, and also wanting me to nurse her dolls.  She's a generous child.  :)

I love this so much, and I love that nursing is what is normal and natural to her.  I love that my older kids have seen me nurse, and nurse a toddler too, and that will be tucked in the back of their minds as normal as well, for when they grow up.  I could write many, many essays on the different important aspects of nursing/normalizing breastfeeding, but for now I'll just let you enjoy this sweet photo:

She's a "modest" nurser...zero exposed skin.
Not that I'm at all against exposed skin while nursing...to each their own, right?? ;)

A poem for your day:


Jonas sent me this poem while he was at work today...what a softie Papa he is! :)

You should avoid young children

By Claire Keyes

Because they fill their diapers
with reliable ease, sitting on your lap
or spread out on your best mattress.
Guilt is as foreign to them as vichyssoise.

Because they spread sticky fingers
over the piano keys, looking for you
to hoist them onto your lap. They slam
the ivories for the racket they can make.
Re-think your nap.

Because they are blank slates
on which so much waits to be written,
their eyes opened wide to take everything in,
including the lines around your eyes,
the pouches under your chin.

Because they manipulate the controls
on the TV, finger the holes in the electric socket,
stomp the cat’s switching tail only to smile
and gaze at you as if you held the keys to joy.

Because you can embrace them, but
you can’t bind them. Because they have nothing
to give you—and everything. Because
something loosens when they come around.
Something opens you didn’t know was shut.

The Halloween Parade at school:


Layla's class had a parade at school, where all of the pre-K and K kids got to walk around the whole school, both floors, while the rest of the kids stood outside of their rooms and clapped for/admired their costumes.  She had a pretty great time doing that.  Her teacher is in the back of the picture in the tall purple hat, and she is in her Elsa costume at the back, 2 kids to the left of her teacher (our perspective).  
I let her be Elsa for this inside Parade because it would be warm, and her costume is very flimsy, but for Halloween night all 3 kids are going to be the kids from "The Incredibles."  :)  I only had to buy the costume for Cora, so that's a nice $15 Halloween costume for all 3 kids, right?  Bingo.  

Other random news:

Layla has started swim lessons again and loves every second of it, as usual.  This is the end of the fall sessions, and then we'll take a break for winter...because Mama does the least amount of driving in crappy MN winters as is humanly possible.  Safe driving trumps child activities ANY day, folks!  We'll start up again in the spring, and then just keep doing one session every spring/summer/fall until she graduates from the FOSS school.  I also want to let her see/possibly try out for the synchronized swimming group around here that a neighbor girls swims with.  I think Layla would sort of love that, but that remains to be seen.  

Another note about Layla:  Last night, before bed, I told Layla she could keep her socks on because it was still pretty chilly in her room, and bound to only get colder as the night went on.  She looked at me and said, "Um, no Mama.  Socks don't keep my feet warm, but Papa does!  When my feet are cold I go in to bed with Papa and put my feet on him, and get my warmth from him."  It was the cutest thing ever, and Jonas did indeed confirm that this is how she keeps her feet warm.  

Cora continues to amaze with her language skills.  The words she picks up after one hearing, and the 3-to-4-word sentences she can now employ at 18 months is astonishing to me.  Am I completely forgetting 18 months with my other kids??  Haha.  Possible, for SURE. 

Cora is also acting like she wants to potty train these days, so out has come the little white potty training chair.  She's 18 months.  I'm not buying it at ALL, but she keeps asking, and immediately tells me when she messes her diaper at all (hates having anything on but a 100% dry diaper), so I'll let it play out and see how it goes.  My solid potty training theory, born out by 2 kids so far, is that kids need be ready, willing, AND able to be successful at potty training.  If they are ALL of those 3 things, it goes quickly and smoothly.  If they are only 2 out of the 3, or 1 out of the 3, they will maybe do it eventually, but it'll be loads of work for the parents and lots of stress for the kids.  No bueno.  Ready, willing, and able (the able part seems to be later for lots of kids...they need the cognitive self awareness to notice when they have to pee before it has already started happening, and they need the muscle control to control their body functions until specific times.  Those are harder than they seem, and if you look into that physical development, it often happens later than parents think/want/push for it to happen...).  That's what I'm looking for.  Age 3 has been the magic age for my kids, so 18 months is laughable for me with Cora, but who knows...maybe she's a super genius magic unicorn child?? ;)  Don't hold your breath, folks!

This past Tuesday morning Finn had his first preschool fall program.  It was pretty cute, but it is now the third time I have sat through this exact program.  Ha.  So, I'm pretty good at singing all of the songs by myself now.  Finn?  He is...not so interested in singing songs.  ;)  He liked doing some of the motions for some of the songs, but otherwise he just kind of stood there and did his own thing.  The contrast between Layla and Finn at these sort of programs could not be more striking.  Layla is INTO it 100%, body, mind, and soul...and Finn just kind of happily muddles through until they tell him he can sit down.  :)  He loved that Grandma, Cora and I were there, though, and he loved to blow us kisses...through the whole program.  I brought my camera, then realized my SD card was in the computer still (*gasp!*), but my Aunt Donna saved the day by helping take some pictures and video on her iPad.  I'll post those when she sends them my way.  

Finn also kind of blew me away with some of his writing skills the other day.  He has become much more interested in writing "notes" as Layla has gotten way more into it lately as well, due to Kindergarten.  The other day Layla was in school, and Finn said he wanted to write a note, so I gave him a post-it and a pen.  He started by writing a capital "F", so I asked if he was going to write his name.  "No," he says, "I'm going to write *Flag*."  Sure enough, the kid wrote *Flag*.  Um...I'm pretty sure Layla could not do that at all, at 18 months older than him and in all day K right now!  How he learned to do that I'll never know...because it certainly has not been his teacher mother doing any work with him (zip, zero, nada folks!).  Haha!

BRILLIANT!  My children are BRILLIANT I tell you! ;)

Side note:  Gracie and Faith, my trusty mother's helpers, just showed up (Layla has the day off of school, and I'd love to get more before-winter organizing done around here...), and Cora freaked out.  She saw them come in the front door and started yelling "Walk walk!  Walk walk!!"  She knows the drill.  Love it.  Now all 3 kids are outside playing in the frigid weather, and I'm inside getting stuff done.  All is as it should be.

Monday, October 26, 2015

Wowza.

Today was...a day.

It was one of Cora's top 10 most difficult days of her life so far, that's for sure.  Poor thing was misery incarnate.

Teething absolutely SUCKS for my kids.  I do not want to talk to any of you "Oh, wow!  Look at that!  My kid just grew 4 teeth peacefully overnight" parents... ;)

I *think* Cora is teething again, but I'm not 100% positive (could be all 4 canines coming in at the same time...that would be my guess...).  I gave her both kinds of pain meds today, alternating schedules, and it barely seemed to help at all.  So that's not a great sign.  Also I've been kicked out of the running for "Mother of the Year" for my very liberal use of pain meds when it comes to teething...ha.

In other news, Layla is having an easier time in school.  Saturday her special necklace arrived, and she wore it all day Sunday and to bed Sunday night.  On Monday she left me without any tears and said "See, Mom?  The necklace is working!!"  When she got home from school she presented me with a cute little note that she had dictated to her teacher for me, then she wrote her name at the top and drew us below.  *melt*  I'll post pictures of both her note and the necklace later.

Here is a picture from Layla at school today (via a cool app her teacher uses to send updates of what they are doing throughout the day).  There are 2 full classes of kids sitting there in her classroom because they were meeting their E1 (1st and 2nd grade classrooms) buddies.  Layla is in the brown dress on the right hand side, next to the girl with the big "G" on her shirt.  I'm sure she was happier than she looks, right?  Haha.



In other news, I'm selling a bunch of stuff on FB buy/sell/swap groups this week to try to fund some money for a dinner out for our upcoming anniversary.  Darn it if those special occasions just NEVER fit into the budge, right?? :)  So, it's going well, but MAN is it ever stressful for me.  I have no idea why, but I feel like I have 20 balls up in the air, and dropping one of them stresses me out...even though I logically know it truly should not.  I'm not sure where this puts me on the "type A" scale, but I'm guessing in the "sheesh" range... ;)

Friday, October 23, 2015

A fun night out with Papa:



Last summer, I took Layla and Finn to their first play:  Peter Pan, at The Children's Theatre Company in Minneapolis.  This past Wednesday night, Jonas got to take the older two to their second play:  The Jungle Book.  While I think the kids enjoyed Peter Pan a moderate amount, they seemed to LOVE the Jungle Book.  It was so cute to listen to them tell the play back to me, scene by scene, where as I couldn't get two details out of them (when asking a Q like "What was your favorite part?") about Peter Pan.  I'm so glad they had such a fun time!  Even though I wasn't there, it's simply delightful to watch your kids learn to love the arts and culture like that.  :)  Now, on to their first symphony experience, right??  I know there are some good ones designed for little kids...

Layla's smile:  it's so grown-up looking to me.  Sniff.  :)


This was the much smaller stage at the theatre...maybe that's why the kids engaged more?  Who knows...

Waiting for it to begin.  



Friday, October 16, 2015

17 months.

Guys.

Cora at 17 months is kicking my butt.  Seriously.

I honestly feel like I spend all day just trying to keep her alive, and cleaning up the amazing messes she makes.  I'm SHOT at the end of the day, because she is just so much work.

Her vocabulary is through the roof, though, as are most of her physical skills (*coughclimbsEVERYTHINGcough*), so I guess she has something to show for all of her running around.

I can't use Layla as a frame of reference, because when she was 17 months old I was 9 months pregnant with Finn (Oh, thank you, dear Jesus, that this is not the case today.  Mercy.  That was so rough).  But when Finn was 17 months he was super laid back, cuddly, chill...and mostly concerned about being with Grandma.  :)  Cora?  Her only concern is to get OUT OF THE HOUSE, or UP ON A DANGEROUS SURFACE!  I'm pretty sure that's how she thinks, and experiences emotions, too:  in all capital letters.  This girl is intense!!!

Remember that baby who slept all the time?  ALL the time?  Yeah, well, I think she was just storing up energy.  She spent months and months doing that.  Sigh.  I think  I have a while to go yet before Cora runs out of some steam.


Thursday, October 15, 2015

October

In October, 1988, President Ronald Reagan proclaimed October as National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month, stating:

"When a child loses his parent, he is called an orphan. When a spouse loses her partner, she is called a widow. When parents lose their child, there isn't a word to describe them. This month recognizes the loss so many parents experience across the United States and around the world. It is also meant to inform and provide resources for parents who have lost children due to miscarriage, ectopic pregnancy, molar pregnancy, stillbirth, birth defects, SIDS, and other causes."



And so today (like most days, for many of us), we remember.




Layla's letter to Anja:

Layla and Finn are on fall break today and tomorrow, so this morning all 3 kids went over to Aunt Renee's house for a few hours while I went to Finn's conference at school.  While she was there Layla wrote this letter to Anja:

Layla asked Renee how to spell Anja, and then want on to say the rest of her letter out loud, so Renee typed it (unknown to Layla) as Layla spoke it out loud.  If you can't tell, Layla LOVES Anja.  :)  She also has been much more into writing letters since starting school, so that's always fun to see.  

It says:

"Dear Anja, I love you. And we can play together when I come to see you at my house. But it’s OK. Because you’re my best friend, Anja. You always know what to do. If anything happens, you’re right here. When you’re here, I can play with you. So I was wondering if we could play. Just so that we can do anything we want. And I always know you’re so great. I was wondering if anything would happen, I would know what to do because you’re my bestest friend Anja. And so is Claire. Named, Layla"

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Layla

Well, folks, Layla has been having a bit of a hard time in school lately.

She really likes her lovely teacher.  She really likes her lovely friends.  She likes lots of things about school.  She does NOT like how much time she spends there every day.  And, frankly, neither do I!  How can I fault her with that?  Sigh.  This is a hard one for me.  Because I disagree with and dislike the amount of time she spends there each day too, how can I justify it to her when I'm talking with her?

She is pretty sad when I leave her each morning, but she is completely happy when I pick her up each afternoon.  Maybe it'll just take a longer time of adjustment.  The odd thing is, she started the school year completely happy and confident, not sad to leave me at all the fist day.  But when she caught on that this was not the short preschool schedule...then the sadness started.

She also seems to be struggling with a bit of the Montessori philosophy.  I frankly didn't expect this aspect of her discomfort at school.  So, one thing about Montessori philosophy is that they don't have any "imaginative play time" for the kids in the school day, unless it's outside recess time (of which Layla gets 2 big sessions each day).  They have "work time," and during that work time kids and choose from many different work activities...much of which we might call play, in some ways, but it's very directed and specific.  Layla is MISSING free, play time...which she would be getting more of in a traditional classroom.

So, I share that with you to pray for her, if you think of it.  She is not dreading school at all.  We pray together before she goes, and I talk very positively about school, and she'll be laughing and happy in the car.  But when we get to the door she just wants to talk about when I'll come back and get her, and how much longer she has to go to Kindergarten, etc.  Then when I come pick her up she runs to me all happy, talking about the fun things she did that day, etc.  It's just so odd, but still hard on her, and hard on me too.

I'm not making any changes to her schooling right now, that's for sure.  Some things are hard.  Some things take time to get used to.  She hasn't had much practice with either of those scenarios, really, so we'll be sticking it out for a good trial run, that's for sure.  My main wish is that I just had more resources in myself to know how to better help her at home.

Ah, the first child.  Finn likely won't have such a hard time, IF it were in his personality to do so, because I'll be better equipped to prepare him, and to prevent/help him deal with emotional trauma when it happens.  Layla is the test run baby, the one when all the learning happens for the parents.  :/

Layla's teacher has been great with me, and I've been emailing with her a lot about this change we've seen in Layla since the happy first day of school.  Neither of us seem to really have the answer, or the fix, but we're both working on it from our own angle.

My biggest concern for my kids at any school is that they LOVE being there.  I don't care how much they learn, especially this early in the game.  In 4th grade?  Okay, yeah, I'll have a few expectations then...but now?  Nope.  The most important thing is that she loves being there, loves the people she is around, and loves to try new learning opportunities.  How much currently sticks in her head from an academic standpoint?  Nope.  Don't care.

Sigh.  Sweet girl.

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Jonas and Finn in heaven:

Last Saturday was a pretty darn perfect day around here.  It was mid-60's for weather, sunny, windy...awesome.  Jonas and Finn spent a good part of the day splitting wood from the tree we cut down in the front yard.  They borrowed our neighbors little wood splitter, and Finn himself did 95% of the "work"...Jonas just picked up the logs and turned them if needed.  Finn was in heaven.  He was loving life and felt like such a big kid.  Jonas was in heaven because 1) he was with his son, 2) he was working and making his son work, which always makes him warm and fuzzy inside, and 3) his son was working on WOOD, which is how (according to Jonas, Sue!) Jonas spent 85% of his childhood.  Major memory lane for him.  :)  They had so much fun doing this.  I wish I had stopped to take pictures, but...Cora.  Right?  Right.  :)

Here is one picture Jonas got from a video he took.
Most of the time Finn was either smiling, or had his tongue sticking out like he does when he is focusing.

Friday, October 9, 2015

Sharing

Sharing makes Cora scream at the top of her lungs.  It's super, super fun.  :)

Today Cora and Lars were sharing the toy drum on the back porch.  My what a spirited little lady I  have!





Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Goodbye to our Alaska family!

Aunt Mary and cousin Lindsay


No one was better at playing with my kids than Lindsay.
Heck, she's better than Jonas or myself for sure!  Endless energy!  ;)





And now, for your viewing entertainment:  Cora eating clementines.  








She just couldn't stop.
Hurts so good, eh Cora?? ;)

Photobomber Layla.