Seven Quick Takes: Kids’ Clothes Edition

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Last weekend the boy was insistent that he needed to wear long pants and a jacket because it was cold outside. It was not cold outside, although it was cooler than it has been. His only long pants that fit are some jeans that were dirty, and his only jackets are too small. What can I say – I hate shopping and have been avoiding the fact that he’s going to need some clothes for fall and winter.

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So. I told him he needed to get a new jacket, and when he insisted that we got to the store to get him a new jacket, I said “you’ll need to talk to daddy about that.” Next thing I know daddy is telling him to put his shoes on, they’re going to the store. Apparently daddy was more motivated than mommy was to get that boy some clothing for the cooler temps.

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I ended up going with them, because the girl would have been irate to be left at home, and daddy wasn’t going to take both of them by himself. And I figured it’d be a good chance for me to look for more jeans for the boy, and some long sleeved shirts. And a jacket for the girl. And some warmer clothes for her too.

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No jackets were found, but I got the boy a navy blue hoodie, and that’ll work at least until we get to the worst part of winter. Maybe I’ll go shopping some more when my mother-in-law arrives next month. She’s usually good about being willing to go with me. :)

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The girl got a dark gray hoodie. Technically it’s a boy’s hoodie, but the only girls ones were pink or purple, and I wanted a neutral color. Why do manufacturers seem to think that girls only wear pink or purple?? Drives me crazy.

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I finally found a pair of jeans for the boy, and two pairs of sweatpants. Not really what I was wanting, but it’s better than trying to get through the whole winter with only three pairs of long pants.

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I didn’t get much for the girl, because I need to sort through what I’ve already got for her a little more. I know there are some boxes of clothes in the basement, and we’ll manage with what she’s got at least until my mother-in-law arrives. She also tends to bring clothes, so I’d rather wait and see what girlie needs before buying more.

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Seven Quick Takes: Fall Preview Edition

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It’s September, so that means I can start talking about fall, right? I adore fall. It’s my favorite season, and I look forward to its arrival all summer long. So, even though technically fall isn’t here until later in the month, I still think of June/July/August as the summer months, so September 1 marks the beginning of fall. Even if the weather doesn’t always cooperate.

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I grew up in Florida, but have also lived in Georgia, Mississippi, Texas, and Arizona. So I am well aware that September doesn’t necessarily mean cooler temps. At least now, living in Indiana, September brings the possibility of cooler temps. And that’s more than those other states.

So, what am I really looking forward to this fall?

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Going to the Apple Store at a nearby attraction. I’ve only lived here for 10 years and have never been. This year I’m going to do my best to change that.

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Having a bonfire and roasting marshmallows and making smores. I cannot remember the last time I had real smores (as opposed to the soften-the-marshmallow-in-the-microwave version). Hopefully the burn ban we’re currently under will allow it to happen.

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Breaking out my long sleeved shirts and sweaters. Although I shouldn’t really list this, because I need to go shopping for a couple of additional shirts if I’m going to make it through fall & winter. And oh, do I hate shopping.

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Making soup for dinner. Glorious, delicious, easy soup. I miss it so much during spring & summer, and always look forward to its return when the temperatures drop enough for it to be appropriate for eating soup in Mr. SJ’s opinion. (I’d eat it anytime of year. Might be the growing-up-in-Florida girl talking; if I’d waiting for temps of 60 or below for soup, we’d have had it only a handful of times a year.)

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Seeing the gorgeous colors as the trees turn. Our new house is in a neighborhood with lots and lots of trees, and the views are breathtaking. I love taking the kids on walks when it’s so pretty out. It doesn’t hurt that it’s so much nicer taking the kids on walks when I’m not worried about dying of heat stroke.

What are you looking forward to about fall? Or are you sad to say goodbye to summer?

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Seven Quick Takes

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All that stuff I wrote about last week, with the grossness of a sick kid?

Yeah, repeat it for this week, only with child #2.

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Baby girl was much nicer than her brother, and generally kept all of her puking onto hard surfaces that were much easier to clean, so that was very appreciated by both of her parents. Although she did puke on me a couple of times, I’m including myself in the easier to clean realm. Basically as long as it wasn’t on the carpet or upholstery or similar things, it was a bonus.

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I’m especially worn out because since baby girl is sick, she doesn’t want to eat, but she does want to nurse. All. The. Time. It’s one thing to exclusively breast-feed an infant. It’s something else entirely to have a 14 month old who’s doing nothing but nursing.

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At the risk of sounding like I want my son to be sick, I’ve got to say that it’s actually easier in many ways when he’s the one sick instead of his sister. Sick boy wanting to cuddle on the couch

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My house was really wonderfully clean the other week when I hosted bookclub. It is so not clean now. Sigh. It was nice for the few days it lasted.

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I started memorizing 1 Peter 1, and verses 1 and 2 were surprisingly easy. I’m sure this means that later verses won’t be, but it was a nice way to get started with it.

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Library visit tomorrow, and I have a couple of books on hold to read to my son. Prompted by my last visit to the library when I had nothing for him, and he was so sad and disappointed and I felt like such a mean mom.

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Seven Quick Takes

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It has been quite the week, filled with the sorts of stuff my childless friends either don’t want to hear at all, or like hearing because they know that they don’t have to deal with the consequences.

In one day we got to deal with cleanup of the trifecta of gross bodily fluids, and by that I mean puke, pee, and poop. All from one child alone, so I suppose looking on the bright side at least only one child was making the mess that day; we could have easily had twice as much cleanup to do.

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The next day only brought with it pee, but it was on our new couch so that was spectacularly wonderful.

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Teething is also happening, with the crankiness and sleeping issues that make every day that much more special.

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Despite those first three takes probably sounding like I’m hating life right now, that is not the case. The weather has cooled off to delightfully fall-like temperatures, and playing outside with the kiddos no longer feels like I’m entering hell every time I open the door. I just don’t want to paint an unrealistic picture of the glories of motherhood so that if and when I reread my entries I can laugh as I remember some of what happened.

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Girlie has learned how to: climb out of the tub. Climb into the tub. Climb up into her highchair. Climb down from her highchair. Climb downstairs. Go down the slide backwards on her belly.

In other news, I have more grey hairs than ever.

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My son is a talker. And by that I mean that he talks all. the. time. If he is awake, he is talking. Momma!Momma!Momma! I hear all day long. I love him dearly, but he wears this introvert out. Maybe his sister will be another talker and they can talk to each other while I hide in another room. Or maybe his sister will be another talker and they will gang up on me and try and talk over each other constantly.

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It’s cicada season (season? I’m not sure if that’s what it’s called. Eh, whatever. I’m sure you know what I mean if you live in a cicada area.) I know that they’re harmless. I know that the … whatever you call it that they leave behind on trees and other outdoor surfaces is harmless. I know, I know.

They still creep me out.

And my son found one that was still alive and came running to me carrying it, and shoved it into my face. Look momma! Tickles!!! As it’s scrabbling legs scratched his hand and the air and almost my face as I ducked and pushed away at the last moment.

Gah. DoNotLike.

My husband on the other hand found the story hilarious. And admitted to encouraging our son to bring any cicadas he finds to “show momma!”

Gah. DoNotLike.

Cicada season cannot end soon enough.

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Seven Quick Takes: Kid Edition

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G’s favorite new saying lately is “I’m fine.” And it’s so versatile! He can and does say it all the time, under any circumstances.

Do you want some more to eat?
I’m fine.

Go to the bathroom!
I’m fine.

It’s time to get ready for bed.
I’m fine.

He hasn’t figured out that “I’m fine” isn’t a magic phrase that lets him do whatever he wants, or not do whatever he wants to avoid.

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Baby girl has not had the same undivided attention that her brother received, so she has not learned the myriad of animal sounds G knew by her age. We’re working to remedy this situation, because her dad and I find there is little that is more entertaining than a small child making animal sounds when prompted. So far she knows elephant, cow, and chicken.

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I can’t remember if I’m talked about it on the blog, or just on twitter, but G’s potty training has gone really really well. Well enough that I’ve been hesitant to say just how well it’s gone lest I jinx ourselves.

But um, he’s doing great. As long as he doesn’t get too distracted by whatever it is he’s doing, so we do have to watch him and remind him to go now and then.

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He’s even doing a great job of pulling his undies back on, which for the first couple of weeks I wasn’t sure when he’d finally manage. Although I think a lot of it was just him not wanting to deal with the hassle of tugging them up; it was such much easier to have momma do it.

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One of the hardest parts of the entire potty training adventure has been keeping his sister out of the way when we’re dealing with cleanup – I have to keep her out of the room entirely, or she’s trying to grab the kiddie potty or worse. I keep reminding myself that I am not the first mom to have to deal with potty training one child while having to keep a younger sibling out of the way.

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I ended up buying two potties since we’ve got a two story house, and that was a wise decision. What I wish is that I’d gotten two of the one brand however, since I find it a lot easier to empty and clean. When he’s used the upstairs potty I have to quick make sure he doesn’t try and empty it himself because that invariably leads to a big mess.

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Amazingly enough considering his energy, G has never been that much of a climber. His sister absolutely is however – in addition to climbing up to the top of the playset and taking herself down the slide, I’ve also caught her climbing to the top of one of the bookcases in the playroom. Now, granted, this is a low two-shelf bookcase, but still. It’s clear to me that I need to be prepared for her to decide she wants to scale the built-in shelves in the family room, or whatever else she can find.

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Seven Quick Takes

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I’ve had a lot of themed quick takes lately. This week will not be one of them. So instead I will include a set of related photos, from G-man’s recent birthday “celebration.”

Birthday Boy 1
Birthday afternoon.

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Last week was a busy busy week (for us). Sunday we went to a friend’s where they had a big group over for dinner.
Tuesday Mr. SJ’s parents and youngest sister arrived.
Thursday I had a physical therapy appointment, and then a meet-up with new friends.
Friday we went to Mr. SJ’s grandmother’s belated 80th birthday party.
Saturday we went to Mr. SJ’s aunt’s wedding and reception.
Sunday we went to another of Mr. SJ’s aunt’s for his other grandmother’s 81st birthday party. This one was two hours away, so it also capped off the week with a generous amount of driving.

It may not seem like much to most people, but for this introvert it’s a lot. Especially since it was a lot of late nights for the kiddos and minimal napping for the girl.

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And unlike most times, that whole inlaws visiting thing did not make for some extra time for me to get projects done, because I was so busy with all the events and prepping for events. By Sunday evening I was completely exhausted and ready for a break, and sadly enough they had to leave at o-dark-thirty Monday morning. Fortunately we did not have to play taxi and drive them to the airport.

Birthday Boy 2
The Birthday Boy, not enjoying us singing to him.

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I also spent the previous weekend setting up a blog for my brother to share updates on his battle with leukemia. He and his wife are very particular about the look of things, so while I expected to be fine dealing with the more technical side of things, I wasn’t completely confident in my ability to make it look the way they wanted.

Well, even the technical side of things was beyond me at one point when I broke the blog so completely I was locked out of the dashboard and had to resort to updating a corrupted file via ftp to get back into the dashboard.

And even if I’m not phrasing what I did correctly, who cares, it worked and I got everything back up and running.

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I also figured out how to:

  • add a vertical line between the post area and the sidebar
  • remove the URL field in the comments section
  • modify the text in the comments section
  • make a collage for the header, and change the header size to accommodate the large collage

That may not seem like much, but I was very proud of myself.

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Unfortunately while I was getting some of that done I picked up some malware and my computer was out of commission for days and days. I was quite lost. A word to the wise: if you wish to download Gimp to do some image manipulation, make sure you download it from the official Gimp site, and not an imposter site. Sigh. I’m still not sure my computer is completely right.

Birthday Boy 3
Happiness once the singing was over and he could eat the cupcake.

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On a happier note, my husband has started going through some of his office boxes from our move, and found a few things of mine that had gotten mixed in. Most importantly, I now have my Greg Maddux baseball card back on my desk in a place of honor.

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Seven Quick Takes: Three-Year Old Edition

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G-man turned THREE last week. And every year before his birthday I’m kind of stunned when I realize “ok, today is the day we went into the hospital and he still didn’t arrive until WHEN??” So yes, on Saturday I noted the anniversary of when we went to the hospital to have the boy. And then on Monday we celebrated the anniversary of his actual arrival.

And all I can really say is I am so glad when I went in on the 7th that I didn’t know how long labor would last.

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While we celebrated baby girl’s 1st birthday last month, G decided that he wanted a banana birthday cake with chocolate frosting. When he’s a teenager if I ever need to remind him of his parent’s love for him I can point to this event. I hate banana cake. His dad doesn’t much like chocolate frosting. Put them together and the only ones who want to eat it are the kiddos.

And that is why I made cupcakes instead of a big cake. Except I forgot to check my powdered-sugar stash and found that I did not have enough to make frosting, chocolate or otherwise. So I whipped some cream and put a big dollop on G’s cupcake and he was happy.

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We ordered a bike for G. His first almost big-boy bike. It’s still the smallest size available (or at least generally available; I have no idea if there are smaller ones you can specially order), but when we went shopping for it he hopped right on and started peddling off down the aisle. I’m sure he’ll outgrow it in no time, but the next size up is just enough bigger that it’s awkward for him and he didn’t like it. At least his sister can use it too someday, and the price wasn’t that high that we minded getting something that he won’t use all that long.

Too bad we didn’t order it early enough for it to arrive on his actual birthday. Whoops. At least he’s still young enough that he was distracted from it by a cupcake and phone call to the grandparents.

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We did buy him a helmet however, since that was in stock. The boy has a ginormous noggin apparently. Hats supposedly sized for 3+ were too small. 5+ still too small. We ended up with an 8+ helmet. I don’t think he looks like he has such a huge head, so are bike helmets just sized really small or something?

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In honor of his birthday G got a special trip to … the dentist! Ok, not really, it just worked out that way that we went for attempt #2 to have him cooperate on a dental visit. The first time in January or February he wouldn’t even open his mouth. This time he let the hygienist count all his teeth and visually examine them all. She even managed to polish four of them before he decided that he’d had enough. Progress!

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It has been so hot here that I’ve not really been able to take the kids outside. This has been so difficult for G-man, who is a fanatic for playing outside. I’m looking forward to fall if for no other reason than so I can go outside with him without feeling like I’m going to die from heat stroke. Happily the last two weeks have been better, so we’ve at least managed a few hours playing in the backyard each day before momma begs for mercy and air conditioning.

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For the last two months or so G has been saying that he’ll use the potty like a big boy when he’s three. Well he turned three and guess who did not forget what that meant? Momma. Birthday was Monday. Dentist was Tuesday. Potty training began on Wednesday. He had to be bribed to even sit on the chair the first time. He had to be bribed to finally pee in the potty. He was bribed to poop in the potty.

Bribes work. He only got bribes the first day, and he’s doing great. I am still somewhat terrified to leave the house with him not in a diaper, but I guess that’s just another hurdle that we’ll both have to face soon.

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