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What a gorgeous weekend!  We were busy, of course, but made some time to spend in the sunshine.  Molly loved swinging in her swing and figured out how to climb up her little slide and then get her feet under her so she could sit down and slide down the slide the right way.  Once she figured that out, it was a constant up, down, up, down.  She loved being outside and made sure to let us know that she didn’t want to come in.  She did learn a new word this weekend:  dirty {although it sounds more like “dooty”}.  She would fall and her dirt or grass on her hands and she was quick to say, “dirty.”  At one point, she was swinging and she pointed to the porch light filled with bugs and told Jim, “dirty.”  {That’s my girl!}  The daffodils and crocuses have bloomed, so Molly got a good lesson in being gentle with the flowers.  She had fun walking to each one and saying “ye-yo” and “pu-ple.”

Jim had to work on Saturday, but when he got home, I was determined that we were going to start at least one project, so we recovered the dining room chairs.  I loved the fabric that the chairs were covered in, but after five years, a dog, and a toddler, the silk was looking a little worn and there were water stains on all of the chairs.  My mom found this purple velvet fabric on sale over a year ago, so we finally got around to the using it.  I missed the stripe at first, but think the solid looks great and will hopefully be easier to care for.  And that just means I can incorporate a pattern with some new drapes!

 

Old fabric - that I found out Jim didn't like!

 

Like new!

 

 

And finally, on Sunday afternoon, a years-long search for a new television ended.  {You think I’m kidding about the years part, don’t you?  Well, I’m not.}  So of course Jim wanted to hook it up right away, but we haven’t decided if we’re going to wall mount it or find a console with drawers or cabinets underneath and we haven’t gotten rid of the old tv.  Lucky me, I’ve got TWO tvs in my one family room.  But I’m excited about the new tv – it is not near as bulky and visually-imposing as the old one and I know in the long run {once the old one is gone!} the family room will seem much larger!

All in all, it was a productive weekend.  I can’t wait to tackle a new project next weekend!

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This kiddo just makes my day!

 

Hollywood!

 

 

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My friend Kim has said for years that a child’s second year of life begins when she turns one; therefore, the “Terrible Twos” actually begin at that point.  I am a well-read mom and a good listener, so I know from friends, doctors, and magazine articles that toddler temper tantrums are widespread and expected.  I have been known to throw a bit of a hissy-fit myself when I’m tired or hungry, and I actually have the ability to communicate my tiredness or hunger.

Therefore, it’s not like I am shocked by the events of the past few weeks; it’s more like I am completely exhausted and can totally see how becoming a pushover seems like a really good idea sometimes.

Example #1:  The other day, I mistakenly said the word “bar” outloud in front of Molly, referring to a gymnastics bar at My Gym.  She immediately perked up and expectantly said, “Bar?  Bar?!  BAR!!!!”  Trust me, the girl did NOT want to play on the bar at My Gym.  Rather, she wanted one of her beloved cereal bars.  Silly me, I didn’t pack a cereal bar and plan to pull it out in the middle of our gymnastics class, so she had to wait until we got home (more temper tantrums ensue, just ask my mom!).  After a tearful drive home, she finally makes it into the house and has not forgotten about the cereal bar.  I am happy to fix her a snack and she has another meltdown as I am getting it out of the cabinet, opening it and running to the table with it.  I mean, can’t she see that I’m working on it?  She happily gobbles the cereal bar and begins – in her sweet way – asking for more.  Now I’m not opposed to giving her multiple cereal bars in one day, but two at one snack?  If I did that, what in the world was I going to give her for lunch?  So, in a calm and cheerful voice, I simply tell her no and offer her some fruit.  Cue the screams and wails.  She throws her cups and the plate in front of her.  I get  her out of the high chair so she can have a real fit on the floor, like a real toddler, and I watch from a respectful distance so she can get it all out safely.  When she finally realizes that she is in fact not getting another cereal bar, she brings me a book and settles into my lap.

Example #2:  Today I picked her up at school and she immediately requested milk.  I told her that she was out of milk but that she could have some water.  I guess she didn’t want water, because she immediately melted to the ground and in dramatic fashion howled, “MIIIIILLLLLKKKKK!”  I tried to not laugh.  Her teachers tried not to laugh.  The four other moms in the room didn’t bother hiding their giggles.  I again told her if she was thirsty, she could have water now or wait until we got home for milk, but that it was time to leave. “Do you want me to carry you or do you want to walk?”  ”NNNOOOOOOOO!!”  So I scoop her up, along with her jacket, backpack, and lunchbox and we head to the car.  I sit with her outside the car for a few minutes, trying to distract her with The Itsy Bitsy Spider, the trees, the birds, anything.  I finally wrestle her into her carseat, drive the three minutes home being serenaded by her pleas for milk, and when we pull up to our house, she immediately perks up and starts talking away.  Whew, I think.  Until I walk around to her side of the car and she doesn’t want me to unbuckle her from the car seat.  What??  So I explain to her as I unbuckle her that we will play outside for a few minutes after I get her some milk (she DID request that, remember?  And I planned to give it to her!).  That’s obviously not what she had in mind because she starts arching her back, kicking her legs, and sliding out of the seat.  Except her left arm is still in the strap.  But that doesn’t bother her and she simply hangs halfway out of the carseat, screaming about Lord knows what, and pushing me away. I remind her that we don’t hit Mommy, leave everything on the ground, and carry her inside.

As we sink into the rocking chair in the nursery, the wailing subsides and she looks at me, touches my face, and says, “Mommy.  Nap.”  And then she grins.  Seriously, don’t we all need to be hugged and listened to sometimes?

I love that girl and am so grateful for her daily lessons in love and patience.

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On Monday, Molly and I met our friends Mandy and Devin at the park to catch up.  We haven’t seen each other in months because of work, distance, and the holidays so we were happy to get out of the house Monday afternoon to enjoy a spring-like day.  However, every other mom in Charlotte and the surrounding towns had the same idea because it was packed.  So we ditched the park and trespassed in a nearby neighborhood playground.  Molly spent a good deal of the time at the playground having a temper-tantrum because I wouldn’t let her out of the gate, but she recovered and was able to enjoy the swings and watch the doggies with her bud Devin.  

 

Tuesday, we visited our favorite doctor for Molly’s 18 month well-visit.  She’s growing like a weed and is right on track with all of her developmental milestones.  She had fun identifying her body parts for Dr. H and chasing a tennis ball around the office.  We even found out MJ has a double ear infection!  It’s her first one – that we know of! – and other than a little trouble at naptime, we never even knew she wasn’t feeling well.  So now she’s on her first antibiotics and hopefully is already feeling much better!

This spring-like weather is certainly making the afternoons a lot easier.  I love that we can spend some time outside after nap.  Yesterday, we saw Jessica and Graham and Sue and Cam at the park and ran into two other moms out for walks on our way back.  There’s just something about sunshine that puts everyone in a great mood!

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