Saturday, May 28, 2011

New Seat

Mia and I fitted Stella for her big girl car seat.

We Now Have A First Grader

This picture doesn't show any of his excitement.  He was literally bouncing off the walls like it was Christmas Day and so happy. 

Last bus ride as a Kindergartner!

At the park to celebrate after school.

Sheesh!  A first grader.  It truly was a wonderful year.  I have to say Kindergarten is lovely.  We had a fanatastic teacher and she kept us all in line and organized.  Jac can read and loves to write.  He is constantly teaching himself things.  He made new friends and learned things like, kickball, rope climbing, how to punch in his pin number to pay for his lunch at school, how to ride the bus and so many other things.  I am proud of him for his accomplishments and how well he adjusted to a new class, new teacher, new school and new friends.  First grade, here we come!

Jac and Stella to the Doctor

Jac and Stella were able to share a six month and six year checkup.  You have definitely made it once you hit six because you don't have shots until those tetanus boosters show up for middle school, what a great day!  Poor Stella still got poked four times though.  She is definitely the best shot taker of all three.  She gets really mad and then she is happy in about 5 seconds, amazing. 

Jac is on his normal path of 90% in height.  I don't see that changing any time soon.  Although because he is one of the youngest kids in the class he seems average if not small often.  He did great on all of his exam items. 

In general Jac is doing great!  He is sleeping a little better, although not longer.  He is waking up consistently between 6:15 and 6:30.  He is just a happy kid as long as you feed him and get him to bed on time.  I think I am going to like this age!

Stella had a good checkup also.  She is 60% in weight and 80% in height, still my smallest.  We changed out her carseat because she has outgrown the infant carrier.  She has started sitting in high chairs at restaurants and riding up in the cart at the grocery store.  I feel like we have come a long way!  She has been fussy the last couple of days because of the shots.  But really she has become quite pleasant, maybe a little less teething going on.  She rolls and sits and giggles and squeals.  Really a delight.  She doesn't eat a lot, but loves her bottles.  I am sure that will change as she develops a taste for certain foods and as I transition her to table food instead of that awful strained food! 

Sunday, May 22, 2011

She is Six Months!

Baby Girl is six months old today.  I can't believe it.  This was a whirlwind to say the least.  I am hoping that we can have a long relaxing summer and slow this down a bit.  I am going to blink and she is going to be a year. 

Right now her favorite food is pears.  She is sitting so well and really rolling up on her belly every chance she gets.  I gave her some puffs today, which she really isn't supposed to have yet and she is working on pinching.  It was a little hard for her.  She likes to drink from a sippy cup, but looks sort of like a rabbit drinking from a straw she really gets into it and makes  a lot of noise. 

Rough Weekend

I don't know about anyone else, but I am ready for school to be over.  I have nothing else to blame my son's behavior on!  It has to be tied to that, otherwise this post should be called rough summer.  Jac is trying to master the art of sarcasm.  Really?  You are six!  Lots of lip from this little boy makes mommy quite angry. 

So we have had to take away some priviledges, like going outside.  I think he is trying out some new language.  But I also think he is just overtired and over stimulated.  The last day of school can't come soon enough for me. 

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Mia's Last Day

Last day of school today for Mia.  Crazy!  Summer is officially here and she said, "I can't wait to swim".  So I am sure that tomorrow morning she is expecting to either walk outside in her back yard and take a dip, or go to the local pool. 

She has her opinions on everything.  A funny story recently.  She has a good friend who is moving away to New Jersey.  In trying to figure this out she keeps saying, where is Leah going, Mississippi?  Cananda? Pretty much fill in the blank of any state or country that she has ever heard.  Then we have an ongoing argument (over the past couple of months) of who is older, her or Leah.  It is Leah according to the Gregorian Calendar that as Americans we all adhere to.  Except Mia.  She insists that even though August is before September, Leah was born on the 3rd of August and Mia was born on the 7th of September and because 7 is larger than 3 she is still older.  All of this is wrong because Leah was actually born on August 28th, so that argument doesn't work but I haven't broken it to her.  Last week she said that she had to be older than Leah because she was in afternoon preschool and Leah was in morning classes, hmm.  And prior to that it was because she was bigger than Leah.  And prior to that there was no good argument, just Mia insisting she was older.  I swear she is going to be a lawyer.

Stella, Stella

She is a cutie, and I feel like it is flying by.  Six months on Sunday! 

Monday, May 16, 2011

A Day of Firsts

Pet Day.  My first reaction was, no way.  Why would I want to take Trucker to elementary school for 50 kindergartners to see, while might I add, wheeling Stella along.  It sounded like a bit too much.  It sounded like it could go very wrong. 

Well, I have said it before and I will say it again, mommy guilt will get you to do things you didn't think you would do.  Jac didn't really compain, he just looked at me, with those big blue eyes.  Jeff said it though, plain and clear, 'you kind of have to do it, right.'  'Trucker is his pet.'

So there you go.  That is why I showed up at school today with a Golden sooooo happy to be alive and an almost 6 month old in a stroller, pissed that she was being kept from her nap.  But actually, all went well.  It was really fun, and I am glad I did it.  Jac got to be the center of Kindergarten attention for his two minutes of fame, Trucker got to meet at least five new dogs and all kinds of kids who didn't want to stop petting him.  And Stella, she survived.  She was really good until the end.  And then she promptly fell asleep once back in the car. 

So Trucker, in his first pet show.

Stella was up A LOT last night, which is unusual.  But, right on time, I think there is a tiny little tooth coming in.  Just a hint of one on the bottom left.  This is good!  Once we get those two bottom ones in, we should be good on the teething front for awhile.  Stella is a rolling, sitting, eating machine.  She is doing all of the six month old 'stuff'.  And it all came at once.  She is a different baby this last week.  She is protesting when she drops things and looking for them.  She can pick up a paci and put it in her mouth.  She is eating solids, today she ate two jars of food.  She finished all of her cereal this morning.  This from a baby who protested when you put the spoon in her mouth a month ago.  So lots of firsts for baby Stella.  And maybe tomorrow I can say her first tooth, also!

So the last first!  Jeff went to the baseball game tonight with his dad, his uncle and his cousin.  That in itself I am sure is a first.  They caught a foul ball!  Jeff has never caught one, he has been near them several times and probably could have knocked over a twelve year old to get one, but after 38 years he still hasn't been that close to one, until tonight!  How exciting!

Sunday, May 15, 2011

He's Six!

Yes, I am alive.  Three kids has rocked my world and I will definitely never be the same.  I need a nanny, a cook, a cleaner and a driver.  And if I could get someone in here to work my butt out, I would take that too!  We all know babies are hard work, but whoever said just adding another into the mix is no big deal is a LIAR!  It is a huge deal, especially when none of them sleep through the night. 

But I will not whine or complain.  I am so completely in love with these three little people. 

So on to birthday festivities.  He is six.  He is Jac and Jac has been on this Earth six years.  Crazy.  We had a wonderful time with his school friends today.  They came, they played, they ate, they pooped (a lot of them), they ripped through a pinata and then I gladly put them on a bus two hours later.

Here is what I love about my six year old.  I love that Jac believes in Santa, the Easter bunny and basically all things make believe.  I love that he adores his baby sister and says in his best sing song voice at least twenty times a day "it's okay, Stella".  I love that he calls the Drury Inn down the street the "Grand Hotel" because it is the tallest building in our town.  I love it that he truly believes my in-laws home town main street is Radiator Springs.  I love that he is crazy about sports and cars and tag, but can sit down and draw for hours.  I love that he still has potty training issues.  I love that he is completely clueless when it comes to social issues, and says things like "Mom, I just like to chase".  I love it that he sleeps so much better than at five, but still occasionally runs down the hall in the middle of the night.  I love that he and I can have a private joke when Mia says something silly.  I love it that one of his best friends is still a girl.  I love it that he asks for a weather report before he does sidewalk chalk.  I love it that he can now do Legos without my help.  I love it that sausage is up there with cake as his favorite foods.  I love it when he says, "I just need you."