"Mom, who do you think is the best family in the whooooooole world?"
"Hmmm, who do you think is the best family in the whole world?"
"Nellie and Annie and Big House [see below] and Connie and Maddie."
"Did you forget anyone?"
"And Mommy and Daddy."
"That's my favorite family, too."
Monday, April 26, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
A nice rainy day doesn't have to be an oxymoron
Today I woke up (just a little too early) to the sound of Nellie yelling "Mommyjamie, I can't open my drawer!" because lately she picks out her own clothes before she leaves her room in the morning. We got up and watched a little of her Dora movie from the library, then made a puffed oven pancake, sausages, and melon for breakfast.
By the time we finished eating, Annie was ready for a nap. Nellie and I headed out for the museum, which was a treat because we rarely go out just the two of us. We spent most of the time in the bubble room and at the water table, as usual. We made it home in time to join Kevin and Annie for Disney princess soup for lunch, then it was nap time.
Naps actually coincided today, so I was able to get some statistics homework done and write a little of my paper (the end of the semester is less than 2 weeks away!) while Kevin called turkeys in the woods across the street. When the girls were both awake, we took a family trip to Target for new throw pillows to match the new rug, then to Qdoba for dinner (we had a coupon) and Coldstone for dessert (ahhhh).
Everyone came home happy, so after Annie went to bed we let Nellie break out her new finger paints which was both an enormous mess and a lot of fun. After a quick bath, she went to bed without too much fuss. Now we're listening to the Tigers beat the Rangers and looking at pictures from the last couple of months that Kevin just put on the computer.
When the major catastrophe of the day is when the dog walks on the wet finger paint pictures on the bathroom floor, you know it's a good one.
By the time we finished eating, Annie was ready for a nap. Nellie and I headed out for the museum, which was a treat because we rarely go out just the two of us. We spent most of the time in the bubble room and at the water table, as usual. We made it home in time to join Kevin and Annie for Disney princess soup for lunch, then it was nap time.
Naps actually coincided today, so I was able to get some statistics homework done and write a little of my paper (the end of the semester is less than 2 weeks away!) while Kevin called turkeys in the woods across the street. When the girls were both awake, we took a family trip to Target for new throw pillows to match the new rug, then to Qdoba for dinner (we had a coupon) and Coldstone for dessert (ahhhh).
Everyone came home happy, so after Annie went to bed we let Nellie break out her new finger paints which was both an enormous mess and a lot of fun. After a quick bath, she went to bed without too much fuss. Now we're listening to the Tigers beat the Rangers and looking at pictures from the last couple of months that Kevin just put on the computer.
When the major catastrophe of the day is when the dog walks on the wet finger paint pictures on the bathroom floor, you know it's a good one.
The Wernets go to the Dentist
The thing about 2-year-olds is that you never know which kid is going to show up. Could be an angel, could be, well... For example, when we took Nellie to the race a few weeks ago, we purposely went with no expectations. We knew she would either run her heart out with a big smile on her face, or do exactly what she did. Not pretty.
It's because of this uncertainly that I have a pathological fear of a) taking the girls to get professional portraits taken, and b) taking Nellie to the dentist. My good friend recently had to leave the dentist's office before her normally good-natured son even sat in the chair because he ran away screaming from any grown-up who came near. But Kevin and I both had our annual dentist appointments back-to-back on Monday, and I resolved to make an appointment for Nellie while we were there. During my cleaning, the hygienist told me horror stories about the toddlers who came in and had to be physically restrained. Ugh.
As it turned out, Kevin brought the girls in for the tail end of my appointment and Nellie ran around excitedly looking at the fish in the tank, the buckets of prizes, and the photos on the wall of kids after their visits to the dentist. She met the hygienist and the dentist and admired my new toothbrush. When I went to the desk to inquire about an appointment for Nellie, they offered to squeeze her in right then before Kevin's scheduled time. Well, I jumped on it, if for no other reason than I could get it over with without losing sleep.
And wouldn't ya know, she was perfect. She climbed right up in the chair. She put on the funny bib and the sunglasses. She opened her mouth wide. She let the hygienist count, polish, and put fluoride on her teeth. She picked out a sparkly toothbrush and matching pencil. We sneakily convinced the dentist to tell her not to drink milk in the middle of the night. And that was that.
I was giddily happy that it went so well, and made a not-funny joke about the toothless Annie coming back in 5 years. Out of habit I swiped my finger along her gums, and lo and behold, her first tooth had broken through.
It's because of this uncertainly that I have a pathological fear of a) taking the girls to get professional portraits taken, and b) taking Nellie to the dentist. My good friend recently had to leave the dentist's office before her normally good-natured son even sat in the chair because he ran away screaming from any grown-up who came near. But Kevin and I both had our annual dentist appointments back-to-back on Monday, and I resolved to make an appointment for Nellie while we were there. During my cleaning, the hygienist told me horror stories about the toddlers who came in and had to be physically restrained. Ugh.
As it turned out, Kevin brought the girls in for the tail end of my appointment and Nellie ran around excitedly looking at the fish in the tank, the buckets of prizes, and the photos on the wall of kids after their visits to the dentist. She met the hygienist and the dentist and admired my new toothbrush. When I went to the desk to inquire about an appointment for Nellie, they offered to squeeze her in right then before Kevin's scheduled time. Well, I jumped on it, if for no other reason than I could get it over with without losing sleep.
And wouldn't ya know, she was perfect. She climbed right up in the chair. She put on the funny bib and the sunglasses. She opened her mouth wide. She let the hygienist count, polish, and put fluoride on her teeth. She picked out a sparkly toothbrush and matching pencil. We sneakily convinced the dentist to tell her not to drink milk in the middle of the night. And that was that.
I was giddily happy that it went so well, and made a not-funny joke about the toothless Annie coming back in 5 years. Out of habit I swiped my finger along her gums, and lo and behold, her first tooth had broken through.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Busybusybusy
I've been neglecting the poor blog lately, but that's just because life has been very full! Here are some of the highlights.
We did a 5-K race on March 27th, and Nellie "ran" the 100 yard dash. Well, Kevin kind of dragged her, but at least her feet were on the ground. She was supposed to "run" the 1/2 mile, but one appearance by Ronald McDonald and it was ALL OVER. We did follow up with playing on the playground, watching a helicopter take off, the bounce house, pancakes with Emily and Chris, so it was a good day.
Easter weekend, we: had Breakfast with the Bunny at the children's museum (Nellie even sort of gave the bunny a high five and told him, "Hoppy Easter." Very funny when you're 2), went to the Wernet Easter party which included a giant egg hunt, pinata, and crazy cousin fun time, church, egg hunt with Xander, lasagna dinner with the Wacyks minus mom and dad and Dave and Laurel, and lots of fun times with Emily And Friends.
We moved in with my mom and dad while Kevin tiled the kitchen floor over his spring break. This has been overall great. High adult-to-child ratio.
During this time, the girls have been to the airport, the capitol, the library, the butterfly gardens at Frederick Meijer, visited Grandma Cathy and Papa Roger, played with the neighbor kids, celebrated my dad's birthday...we're exhausted! Maybe that's why the girls have ACTUALLY BEEN SLEEPING WELL. I'm kind of dreading the move home!
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