Monday, February 17, 2014

A Day in the Life of Little Lady



I like to start my day around 8-8:30am.  Well, like is a strong word.  Let's just say I slowly make my way downstairs around then.


The first thing on my mind is usually the last thing that was discussed/done the night before.


I have a cut on my ear and am pretending to out more 'tracin on it, like Papa did last night.  **(Papa puts bacitracin on everything - it is his version of the Greek windex thing.)


I then want Mama cuddles.  Waking up is tough.


Of course, Ninja Baby is already up, so I decide to mess play with him.


Up please?


My legs are tired.  No, that doesn't mean I need more sleep.  I just need you to hold me.


Upstairs to get ready.


Oh, that crying?  Welllllllllllllll, he was trying to get on the stool too and my finger accidentally went into his eye. 


He upsets me sometimes, but makes me laugh the next minute.  For some reason, Mama usually comes running when she hears me laughing at him.


I work on picking out my clothes.  There is a bit of a mess from the night before.  I have a bin next to my bed for the books I read at night, but sometimes it just isn't big enough!



Outfit complete! Gymnastic outfit with shorts underneath of a red shirt, princess skirt and green velour pants.  Stylin.


Oh, we're just making sure Papa's clock is set to the right time.  No worries.


Brush those teeth!


I help Mama get the morning load of laundry started and



try to help get him ready to go.  Then it's off to gymnastics.  Mama does a class with Ninja Baby while I am in the "big kid" class!


I like 'nastics.  I get some good stretching in.


Some rope swinging.


Some bar hanging.


And some jumping!  Sometimes I prefer to pretend I'm tripping and falling over everything rather than what the teacher showed us.  Still not fully decided on gymnastics.


Next we head to Mama's gym.  We get set up with our snacks.

I also get to hold Mama's phone.  I decide to take some pictures and videos.

Lots of them.




Lots and lots of them.

 
 


Eventually the phone stopped working so I took it over to my Mom.


She looked surprised.  She said she had never seen it locked for that long before and said it needed go just sit in the bag for now.  I decided to occupy myself with the rowing machines instead.

When we were done there we went home for lunch.


I helped get utensils for everyone.  I also requested "my favorite nuts."  Mama tried to give me pistachios but I said pecans are now my favorite. 


When everything was ready and the table was set, I declared I had to go potty.

Mama came looking for me after a while.


I finally got back to the table and got a blanket to keep me warm and I was ready to eat. 


I eat my pork tenderloin with lettuce wraps and mayo.


I didn't eat any nuts.  I like pistachios now, not pecans.

Mama puts Ninja Bay down for his nap while I pick a book.  She then comes in and reads me the book and leaves me for some quiet/nap time. 


I start singing loudly so she checks on me but I tell her I'm just reading.


A bit later I start yelling really loudly because I dropped a book between the bed and wall.  Mama gets it for me.


Eventually I decide I've been quiet long enough and start calling for Mom from the top of the stairs.


Once I'm back downstairs I decide to grab Mom's roller and roll out my muscles.  After all, they got a good workout at gymnastics!  


Some dancing helps stretch them out too
Since my brother is still napping, we figure it is a good time to work a little more on the Valentine's cards I've been making. 


He climbs on the table and tries to grab everything when he is up.


When he finally wakes up, Mom gets us ready and in the car to go to a park she said we could go to.  We got there a little too late though.  


I'm bummed, but she told me we will go there the next day for a picnic.


We then do some grocery shopping.  First to Winco.


I help pick some veggies.








Then to Whole Foods. 


I love the bathroom at Whole Foods.


And the car carts!


Once we are home, Mom makes a quick dinner of eggs and sweet potatoes.  Breakfast for dinner!  Yay!


I head upstairs to get ready for bed and hear someone come in the door.  Papa is home!  He brought Mama ME flowers!  So exciting!


I pick out my outfit for the next day (half of which is what I wore earlier today) and slooooooooooooooooowly get dressed for bed. 


I hear Ninja Baby laughing in the other room so I finally get dressed so I'm allowed to see whats going on.


Just some horsing around with Papa!  I join in, then we say prayers and then it's time for bed (after brushing my teeth, of course). 



Mama and Papa leave after reading me a story and I stay up and read 'till my light turns off. 


I've got some sweet dreams to catch up on!

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

A Day in the Life of Ninja Baby

 

You are now entering the Ninja Baby zone.  You are about to get an intimate look at what a Ninja Baby day is like......


First, I wake up 4:43.  Yes, am.  I cry for a bit but then decide it's okay to sleep.....



 'till 5:35.  I cry again.  I'm really wanting to either get up or get some Mama cuddles.  She hugs me for a bit and I decide I can sleep a little more.  


'Till 7:25!  Whew!  That was some serious sleeping in on my part!  Hope Mom appreciates that extra shut eye I let her have!  She looked like she could use it.

I go about doing my normal morning stuff.  Check out my toys, 


try to help load the dishwasher and get scooted away, 


check out my dump truck, 


unload the cabinet next to the oven and see how  my sister's new slippers look on me. 


I eventually noticed a bag on the counter my Mom had forgotten to put away the day before.  Looks like chocolate chips to me!  I want some! 


 Those!  Right there!  


Can I pleeeeeeeeeeeeease have some?


Next up I work on that cabinet again.  Someone keeps putting the stuff back in it.


Forget the slippers, I want to see how ALL of the shoes look on me.


Um, thanks for putting me in my chair like I asked, but can I get some food over here?  Please?


Papa is here!!!!!  This must be the day he doesn't have work, but has classes from the afternoon 'till after I'm in bed.


So happy he gets to join me for breakfast!


Not letting him go........ever.


We get to monkey around a bit before he heads off to study.


Now to survey the improvements I've made to the playroom 


and make sure all is well out front.


Snowman Down! I'll have to build reinforcements the next time it snows.


Upstairs to get ready for the day!


A little early morning climbing to get the muscles going.


Gotta brush those teeth.


Mama decided to try putting me in here so she can take a 5 minute shower without worrying about what I'm getting into.  I pretend that I'll happily read a book - 'till she steps in the shower!  Then I'll start yelling!


Once we're back downstairs I like to check on Papa's studying.


We got Valentines!  Time to check out the one I ripped out of my sister's hands...


*Sigh* back to unloading that cabinet - AGAIN. My work is never done.


Hmmm, it's suddenly harder to check on Papa's studying progress.



I'll play with this musical valentine I got and push the buttons over, and over, and over, and over again.


That laundry basket is way too close to Mama for her to efficiently put the clothes she is folding into it. I should drag it across the room.



I like to get some reading in before nap time.


Some nursing too.


Time to get some rest for this afternoon's festivities.


I'm uuuuuuuup!  Whatcha up to Papa?!


Is this my lunch?  Really?


Bring me more Cranberry Sauce!!!!


Yup, still all clear out there.


You're not getting this pan from me.  It needs to be here.  The slipper too.


We headed out for errands and Mama dragged us to her gym.  40 power cleans @ 85lbs then 3 rounds of 5 push press @ 65lbs, 8 burpee box jumps, 30 double unders then 400 25lb weighted flutter kicks, done in 10 min? While I'm strapped into a stroller?  


Not impressed.


I love a good Costco run - not sure what her problem is.

 

Dinner.  As long as there is more cranberry sauce, I'm good.


Gotta brush those teeth and try to get around the obstacle Mama put in my way.  Not sure why she is so against me playing in the toilet in her bathroom...


Time for one last top off, then prayers,



then out for the night.  Well, at least part of it ;).















Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Another new blog

Yeah, another.  Yeah, I know I tried the crafty thing but I should just delete that one out.  I don't have time for that - not with a Ninja Baby running around.  This one is for my mental health.  I have thoughts and realizations and honestly don't have anyone to really share them with in person.  Papa works all the time.  The other adults I hang out with are also watching their kids and, as anyone with kids can tell you, there is not a lot of deep convo going on with kids running around.

So, if you want to know what goes on in this head and the reasons behind some of the things we are doing, you can look at theruggedroadhome.blogspot.com.

Or not.  Free world.

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Hey, you. Yes, you.

I wanted to take a moment to let you know I've been thinking about you.  It may not seem like it, it might seem like you haven't heard much from me lately, but trust me - you are on my mind.  It might be when I'm driving the kids to gymnastics, or when I'm trying to finish the dishes, or when I'm nursing Little Man before bed, or the last thought I have before falling asleep - there you are.  The thought might include a sincere intent to text you - call you - email you - send you a letter - message you - but it seems like my follow through is seriously lacking.  I know you've had a tough time lately.  You never imagined yourself in this situation. Things are tough and you're not sure how they will play out. I wish I could be there to help - physically, mentally, emotionally.  I seem to be absorbed in keeping our own little ship afloat - but please don't think for one second that means I've forgotten about you.  I pray for you.  For your strength, guidance and for you being in our lives.  Please know that.

I'm thinking of you.  All of you.