Toast 2 Mom

Medicine for Sick Fingernails?

"Mommy, I don't feel good."
"You don't feel good, Syd?"
"No, I'm sick. I need some medicine."
"You need some medicine because you're sick?"
"Yeah, I'm sick. I don't feel good."
"Well what's wrong, Sweetie girl? What doesn't feel good?"
"Ummm"
"What hurts on you, Syd?"
"Ummmm, my fingernails, Mama. My fingernails hurt."

Turns out sore fingernails can be a symptom of a sick bug. We've been home for two days now with a fever and little energy in a normally high energy household. Hopefully our little girl's fingernails feel better soon.

We Love Technology!

Though miles apart....we're still able to see Daddio up close (though not personal just yet). Web cams are wonderful things...

Something For Each of Us...

The girls and I loaded up for River City Roundup tonight. It was an event full of fun for all! I stepped in cow poo and got to take my girl's picture next to two-story tall inflatable bull...

 

My little chicky got to hold a little chicky...

 

And Cheekers...well, she saw something she liked the look of too...;)

A Wand and Wings or a Tutu?

We've narrowed it down to either a ballerina or Tinker-bell for this year's trick or treating holiday. After a half-hour session of flipping through catalogs, "I wanna be a mermaid...No, I wanna be a princess...No, I wanna be a fairy"... After this session, two things became clear to me - 1) my daughter now has very specific opinions and 2) she's definitely into the girly girl stage...oye!

Don't get me wrong, I'm glad I have daughters. I think I can connect and relate better to girl things...as I am a girl (duh). Because I'm not sure how I'd do with dinosaurs and baseball. However I'm really not that keen on this whole princess, fairytale, magic wands, fancy dresses stuff either.

When Sydney was little(er) she was into more androgynous things - not a lot of interest in dolls and such. She was more into playing with animals, puzzles, coloring. Of course....she was probably into these things because that was what we provided for her! Now though, she's been bitten by the princess bug.

This will be Sydney's fourth Halloween. For her first Halloween her costume was as a "burrito". That's what we called her all swaddled up in her receiving blanket as she was just a wee two weeks old. For her second Halloween, our little sweetie was the only girl at a party with witches, princesses and cheerleaders dressed as an animal.

For year three we dressed her as a kitty cat...maybe a little more girly - but still no crowns or pom poms.

 

I suppose it's only fair that for her fourth Halloween she gets her say. I tried to suggest a bumble bee, but she wanted no part of that. So, we'll go one more round of what's better - a ballerina or Tinker-bell...and go with it.

One thing is certain, though, Mommy is ready and able to handle our baby growing up and wanting to dress as a ballerina...but if I hear, "Mommy, I want to be Hanna Montana". The answer is...No!

Solo Mama

Daddio is out of town on business for a bit...and it's the pits. I've flown solo before. so I've got the whole morning and evening routines down. (Though with a maturing toddler and an impatient infant, the routine is never down!) This trip of Daddio's is a little longer than usual. And while I'd prepared myself to do the tasks on my own, I had not prepared myself for the disruption Daddio's overall lack of presence (and good night kisses) would present. Right now our household has major drama and a major problem - Mommy cannot provide enough attention to two attention-hungry babes! And this is...well...hard!

The hard part is Sydney is not able to cry at the same level as her baby sister. Therefore her questions and conquest for attention end up being not as recognized. So after hearing Mommy's countless, "just a second, Sydney" following her 100 attempts of "look at me, Mommy" she gives up and looks for another way to get my attention...and that's by going to the dark side. Sydney, Kitty and all of her animals have probalby had more timeouts in the last three days than all of their months existing.

This is hard (did I already say that?) because I know what she's doing. After a certain point, any way Mommy can pay her attention is attention she didn't have before...and that hurts.

Luckily for us, this limbo stage is temporary. I think about single mothers that have these circumstances (and more) every day. And it's these circumstances that put my situation in perspective. Sure it's "hard," but manageable....if only my (almost) three year old could understand that, though...

Tomorrow is a new day... Good night.

Giddy-up!

No slowing this girl down! We're just gearing up in our household for the horsies, cows, pigs, sheep and chickies to roll into town this weekend for River City Roundup!

Whooaaaaa Natty!

 

I'm a Big Girl Now

Oh, my little baby is growing and changing so much, so fast. I look at Cheekers every day and her strength and what she can do and I wonder if I in some way held Sydney back. Because there are things Cheekers does that I recall when Sydney was the same age that I beleived she couldn't possibly be ready for this or that....but these babies....they're ready....and so happy to be doing and trying all of these "big girl" things. Here's my seven month old getting a nice drink of cold water (to soothe those teething gums) from Big Sissy's Dora cup.