Sensory Boxes, Ages 2-5

Sensory Boxes, Ages 2-5

A few weekends ago, we went to Atlanta for my nephew, Tillman’s, second birthday. I had been thinking about what to get Tillman for a few months. I knew he was at that funny age where sometimes store-bought toys are the LAST thing they want to play with, so I knew I wanted to get him something that wasn’t fairly traditional. Finally, one night I was pinning kids ideas on pinterest (my kids board is here), and I came across a bunch of sensory boxes and activities that my kids…

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An Eyeball in Her Nose

An Eyeball in Her Nose

Last Friday, I was sitting down to begin a training session I was attending all day for work.  We had barely gotten started when my phone rang at 9:00am.  It was the daycare.  Never a call you want to get at work. The voicemail was so funny that I recorded it: I was listening to this in the back of the media center where the training was taking place, and by the time the message ended, I was laughing so hard that I had to step outside. Seriously.  My child…

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Toes in the Water

Toes in the Water

Change in plans for St. Jude’s.  Clearly, I am not a details person and didn’t plan this well.  I can’t link to the kids’ charity page because it affiliates them with their daycare and we keep that information private.  Thanks for being willing, but perhaps I’ll just stick with bugging our friends and family instead!  🙂 *********** I’ve posted before about how Chris and I had to call for reinforcements when raising our spitfire, Gracie.  Turns out, she is what we call a “spirited child,” which I can only assume…

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Christmas 2013: Part One

Christmas 2013: Part One

This year, I tried something new with my Christmas shopping.  I spent September and October buying all the kids presents.  I am basically finished with their Christmas now, which leaves me the month of November and December to get everyone else done.  I thought I’d share what we’re getting the kids this year, since I actually got my act together before the week of Christmas for once! Christmas this year for the kids is all about replenishing and replacing things in our game closet.  I’ve blogged about our game closet…

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Chalk, Tattle-Telling, and Volume Control

Chalk, Tattle-Telling, and Volume Control

Having kids provides hours of entertainment.  HOURS.  Especially at the ages Bean and Gracie are right now.  Bean is four and he is awesome at it.  He asks questions around the clock these days.  He wants to know how everything works, why we do anything, where we are going, who’s going to be there, what everything is…  If there is a question to be asked, Bean is going to ask it.  And while it drives me completely insane sometimes, (seriously, I think this age might be more frustrating than the…

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She’s Two

She’s Two

“Gracie, do you want me to help you?” “NO! I do it mysef.” “You sure you don’t want Mommy to help you?” “NO! Gaycee is a big gul. I do it mysef.” “AAAAAHHHHHHHH!” Gracie cried out in frustration. “Ma shurt is boken!” “Do you want some help?” I tried asking again. “No. I fix it mysef.” “Gaycee do it!” she shouted in victory. “Oh, thank goodness!” I sighed. “Now I do my shoits.” “Here we go…” I muttered under my breath. “Good girl, Gracie! You did it all by yourself!”…

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Charming

Charming

Even on the darkest nights of colic-induced hysteria, I knew that Gracie was going to be a charmer.  She has the same annoyingly gifted ability to make people like her even when you really want to kill her.  I call that *charm*.  And it will be what ultimately saves Gracie’s life because without it, I would not be able to handle that headstrong, opinionated, passionate, irrational, high strung firecracker on a daily basis. I have learned that dealing with Gracie is like riding a bucking bronco.  The more you push…

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The Demons Are Back

The Demons Are Back

The demons have possessed Gracie again. Don’t be fooled by that sweet smile. She’s like those man-eating plants that lure prey to them with their sweet smell. You lean in for a minute and think, “Well, that smells too good to be dangerous…” and then – STHUWMP!- you’ve been sucked up into the deadly petals and life as you know it is over. That’s what Gracie’s smile is like. (Don’t look at me like that. Like you’ve never compared your child to a man-eating plant?) Lately, Gracie has become clingy…

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Cups Without the Cake

Cups Without the Cake

This past weekend, Chris was in tech rehearsals all day on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday.  Which left me to fend for myself with two wee ones that weekend.  Luckily, they are getting to great ages that make getting out and going lots of fun, so we did a fair amount of running around town to keep us entertained. There were a few hours on Sunday, though, when I really needed to get some work done, and Gracie was having none of it.  She followed me around the house whining.  She…

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Big Beds and Tuttle Shirts

Big Beds and Tuttle Shirts

Last night around 11:00, I went in to check on the kids before I went to bed. When I went into Bean’s room, though, he was no where to be found. And neither were the sheets on his bed, his pillow, his comforter, and all his stuffed animals. It was just his mattress laying there. He has done this before. He moves his bedding to some other part of his room and camps out there. But I checked all over his room, and he wasn’t in there. I went to…

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