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Two Year Old Insanity
Thursday, January 31, 2008, 10:53 AM
I know that people usually use their blogs to write thoughtful or uplifting things. Maybe even cool ideas or home projects or some people just brag, let's be honest ... if I had something to brag about, I'd put it up on the web for everyone to see too. But today it's about a two year old that makes me crazy sometimes.

Some days are not good. Yesterday was a little crazy. Let me just throw out a few highlights:

We start the day at 1:00 am. Noah hasn't been sleeping well, hence, neither have Daniel or I. Yesterday morning, he wakes up, throws himself out of his bed in a way that I cannot imagine. It sounds like he threw himself over the edge of it haphazardly as if he wanted to break through the floor and enter the basement in a new and creative way. He hauls into our room, comes to my side of the bed (I really need to switch sides) and starts whining. I flop out of bed and walk him back into his room, lovingly tell him to go to sleep and he crawls back in, as if nothing had happened and goes back to sleep. At 5:50 am he awakes once more, but this time no thump to the floor, just wailing, immediately. I go in, tell him he's OK and it's still "sleepy time". At 6:25 am, yes, 5 minutes before Daniel's alarm goes off, Noah is up and at my side of the bed saying, "All done sleeping" with his cute, fat hands upturned.

Let's move on ... oh wait, I had to stop writing for a moment because Noah came in, shoved this toys on the computer desk and knocked over my water, almost destroying the computer ... let's see ... oh yeah. So it's now about 9 am and I am trying to move us in the direction of something fun, educational and something to get both Noah and I outside of the house - being that we haven't left the house in three days because we live in Michigan and it's negative degrees outside. We are trying to make it to "Story Time" at the library at 10:30 am. You'd think an hour and a 1/2 would be enough time to get dressed and eat breakfast and get in the car ... not even close.

At 10:00 am I turn off his show, which has just finished, and say "I made you some yummy eggs, would you like some?" Ofcourse, he doesn't - it's food. Another issue Noah has been having lately - consuming any amount of food to sustain life. I try to be firm, then I try to be loving and exciting about it, "I put some ketchup on your eggs, you love ketchup". I am convinced that trained negotiators in the police force could not reason with a two year old and come out alive. I tell him we need to hurry and eat our breakfast so we can go to story time. He says "No, I don't want it story time". I think, then why am I trying so hard to get there????

After I drag him to the table and show him the food and sweeten the deal with some orange juice, he consents ... it is now 10:15 am. We should be leaving. Noah, of course, takes his sweet time eating his eggs and promptly stops half way through proclaiming he's done. Normally, I would reason with him to try and finish up, but it is 10:20 am and story time starts in ten minutes. We go to get in the car ... another travisty.

I am already wearing my down jacket and shoes with Noah's day bag of treats, toys, water, diapers and wet wipes on my 6 month pregnant body when I try and catch him speeding around the house to put on his shoes, so he can go have a fun time at story time. He's laughing and enjoying himself as he flies from the front room to the kitchen, past me, easily outrunning my lumbering body. I stop and call him. I tell him in an excited tone where we are going and how fun it will be to see books and play with the puzzles at the library. He whisks past me again saying, 'No, I don't want it". I wait behind the couch, sweating with all my gear on, and grab him as he hopps past. Once I have him in my lap he throws the entire weight of his body back into my abdomen, giving me Braxton Hicks contractions as I scramble to get him in his shoes and jacket. The thought again passes through my mind, "Why am I trying so hard to get him to a fun story time?" ... we get out to the car.

I go to open the driver's side door as the bone chilling Michigan wind tears through me and the door won't budge. Another lovely tidbit about the weather in Michigan ... I try all of the doors - they are frozen shut. Noah is whimpering next to me. I yank with all my might 4 or 5 times and finally pull the driver's side door open ... again, major Braxton Hicks in my belly. I try to open Noah's door to no avail and just have Noah scramble through my door and over the seats into his carseat. We get in, I turn on the car and whip out of the driveway, just as I am coming to the end of our street, I think, "Did I close the back door?"

I race back to our house, into the driveway and find the back door swinging and crashing open and closed with each rush of wind ... I get out of the car (which almost makes me pee my pants because I realized I had forgotten to go to the bathroom in the last 25 minutes) and close the door and off to story time we go - it's now 10:30 am and story time has begun.

That's just a few hours of a day with a two year old, yet even with all this, there are moments of levity. Last night Daniel had to be gone until 9 pm because of a church calling, so I had no Noah breaks. After an all out brawl during dinner which left the kitchen covered in red pasta, corn, carrots and green beans and a wailing Noah standing on top of and in the middle of the kitchen table ... we all calmed down and Noah played happily for 20 minutes with cars. Then Noah and I shared a bowl of chocolate ice cream and took some silly pictures of each other and put them on the computer and laughed at them. Does it make the rest of the day worth it ... some days I dunno, but last night it was OK.



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Favorite people ...
Wednesday, January 30, 2008, 12:54 PM
Daniel and Noah are the cutest little pals. Daniel usually takes over when he gets home from work to play with Noah and keep him busy while I make some dinner. Yesterday I called them to dinner and both of them were lying on the front room floor sharing the same couch pillow watching "Bob the Builder" - too awesome.

I love my boys. They are my favorite people.


Daniel and Noah before bed one night.




We find Noah's bear (also named "Noah") placed around the house in comfortable spots (or on "time out") all the time. One night we called Noah to dinner and came into the kitchen a few minutes later to this sight ... so cute. Noah is such a funny little person.



Daniel also tries to teach Noah spanish. I had Noah counting to ten perfectly in english, then Daniel started in spanish and now Noah says "one, two, three, ocho!" ... oh man. But today I was working on some Teresamia stuff when I heard Noah counting in spanish in the other room. I flipped on the camera and caught a little snippet of what Christina says is "Noah's world".



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The Fort
Friday, January 25, 2008, 03:32 PM
So, after last week's play group at my friend's house ... I decided it was time to do something about my basement. She has a finished basement and has turned it into a really fun place for the kids to play when they all go over there. My basement is super lame. First of all, I hate the smell of basements and the open rafters that harbor spiders and the cement walls and floors ... very unhappy places to be. But I needed to tackle this and this week I did!

I had to do the play area remake of the basment on a limited budget (ok ... to be precise, $0 ...) So I took inventory of what I already had, and I only really have fabric. So, I decided to make a fort. Since the walls are all cement, I had to put everything up in the basement by hanging it from the wooden rafters. Anyway, throughout the week I added to the "play area" until the Play Group came this morning. It was fun. The basement is still janky, but at least it's a little more useable now. Check out the details below:




This is the main area of the basement. We got the couch off the street, awesome, huh?


Here's the overview ...


My favorite part ... these are pictures Daniel drew when he was a little boy ... oh man, he must've been the cutest little artist ever!!!!!


Outside of the fort - I am not so good at geometry and made the triangular roof too small, so I had to take it apart and add panels of fabric to make it work ... oh well.


Inside the fort we put Noah's Pottery Barn Oven set ... it is the coolest, cutest and most expensive toy we own. Mom and Dad bought it for Noah - it's amazing! I love Pottery Barn Kids


This is the felt wall. (Embaressing that I own this much felt). On the far left is a tree and grass (I feel like I might need to explain, cuz maybe it's a little abstract??), then the skyscraper with a little, moving "elevator", a car repair shop with garage doors, fire house with fire engine garage, Police station (you can lift up the jail bars and put men in jail, a grocery store with pockets for food, and some flowers.


This is the "art corner".

And that's pretty much it.

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