Weekends vs Weekdays

Why do they get up 7 or earlier on the weekends and sleep in until 8 on the weekdays? I can barely get in an 8 hour day this way. 

First Day of Daycare

The girls had no idea it was coming, meanwhile I've been dreading it for months.  We wanted to get there by 8:30AM, which meant that we should all be up by 7:00AM.  With time to get ready, and feed the girls.  Of course, this is the day that Hannah decided to sleep late. She's our alarm clock. First of all, why is it that on weekends she manages to wake up at 0700 w/o fail, but on weekdays she sleeps in?? Anyhow, I already knew the day wasn't going to be good for Hannah. She ate 2 bites of her cereal and 1/4 of a banana. Alex is our eater now. She ate her whole banana and licked half of the cream cheese off of her bagels, that's good enough for me. We drop Hannah off first. The class is outside playing and one of her teachers just so happened to be in the classroom. Hannah happily ran off with her to go play outside. So we go and take Alex to her classroom. After sitting with her for a few minutes we sneak out. Of course she saw us and her face started to tear up and turn red. But we're good parents.  We keep going, and let the teachers deal with the aftermath. We're brilliant parents, so we thought we should go and check on Hannah. They're outside so we go out the door, but JUST missed them coming into their class room. But the door that we came through (in the hallway) locks behind us so we had to enter through the classroom. The INSTANT Hannah saw us, she put on her "I'm pitiful" face and comes running to us. I gave her a hug and put her down. And being wonderful parents, we leave... and let the teachers once again deal with the aftermath. I'm sure they were cursing us as we headed down the hallway with our baby girl's screams following us.  I managed to hold out for 2 hours before I called the daycare (and only really because I was in back to back meetings for those 2 hours). Alex's teacher said she was doing great, didn't fuss and jumped right into it. That's my girl. Hannah's class was outside again so I said I'd talk to them later. Eventually I did talk to her, and was told that she was doing ok. Not eating or sleeping, but she was cooperating and not really fussy.  Good enough for me.

I couldn't wait to pick them up. We found Alex outside and true to herself, she didn't want to leave. We then found Hannah in her playground. She squealed when she saw us and ran right over. I couldn't put her down the whole time we were gathering their stuffs, she was holding for dear life, afraid we'd abandon her once again. Poor child didn't nap or barely ate during the day. She fell asleep on the way home. Now, a super tired and super hungry child who wants ice cream isn't someone you want in the house. She was a monster. The worse tantrum we've seen come out of her. Noises that I didn't think little kids could make were coming out of her. Now, Hannah has thrown some bad ones, but this was another level. Unfortunately Daddy said no ice cream until after dinner. Truthfully, if daddy wasn't around, Hannah would have gotten her ice cream and then I'd deal with dinner later. After a splatter of dinner plate on the floor, a spank on the butt, a timeout, and finally just plain ignoring her while I scarfed down my food, she calmed down enough to eat a few bites of oatmeal. She got her ice cream and it was all good after that.

Lesson of the day, go to pick up with snacks in hand.

What A Crappity Crap Crap Day... Literally

I was on schedule to leave the house 15 minutes after I woke up... grooming, brushing, makeup, dressed. The last thing on my list before I snuck out of the house was to get my coffee. Daisy decided to leave us a number of free gifts in the middle of the night... in the form of diarrhea piles. Great. 7:30AM.  I'm barely functioning and the house smells horrible. So I did the only thing I was capable of doing. I grabbed my coffee, let Daisy out, and left the house. I'm not cleaning up that shit.... literally. Instead, I sent Ryan a text to let him know that Daisy was sick and she was outside. He was going to be pissed... rightly so.

Fast forward to after work. Ryan said Daisy was in our bathroom. I'm hoping and praying that everything was ok. The house didn't smelled bad when I got home, so I go upstairs to let Daisy out. The stench that greeted me when I opened the bathroom door gagged me. Sigh... Not only that, she tracked "wet" prints out of the bathroom on her way down the stairs and out the door. It wasn't pleasant. I cleaned it up w/o throwing up.  Close call, but I did it. What's worse? The mop was nowhere to be found, so I had to play Cinderella and get on my hands and knees to mop the whole damn bathroom with a rag.

The bathroom got cleaned, Daisy got a trip to the vet (we're a couple hundred poorer), Ryan has a thoroughly washed and shampooed dog while he was out riding, and I'm tired.

My in-laws are coming back up in a couple of weeks.  Maybe they'll take Daisy home with them.    

Someone's Walking!!! FINALLY!

After months of crawling and walking on her knees, she finally decided to just get up and start walking this afternoon.  This was right after hanging onto my finger and walking around the stairs for 10 minutes.  I actually think she was trying to get away from me after we changed her diapers cuz she didn't want to put her pants on.  She just got up and walked away. 18 months old. This child is stubborn! I was seriously thinking that she wasn't going to ever walk.  After all, she's amazingly fast on her knees. Months.  On her knees. So long and so fast that there are calluses on her knees. Yay Hannah!  :)  That's my girl!

5 Weeks Away

I left my babies for 5 weeks.  In those 5 weeks...

Hannah -
Learned to crawl.
Says "bao bao" when she wants to be picked up.  Or rather... "bo bo" like how Ryan says it.  :) 
Says "ze ge ze ge ze ge..." repeatedly.
Can pull herself up.
Learned to eat complete solids.  Apparently she loves peas. 
Shakes her head when she doesn't want something.


Alex -
Got to spend 3 weeks with her grandparents down in Georgia. 
Learned how to jump off the side of the pool and blow bubbles in the water. 
Talking so much in English now, although I think she lost some of her Chinese. 
Learned to "try it" when given something new to eat.  

Thanks to Ryan for taking such good care of our girls.  I couldn't have gone away w/o your support.  I love you!

Oh.  And since being back, I've noticed that Hannah has a mischievous streak.  We'll have to watch out for this one. 

Turtle Power?

Current project. It needs to be bigger. Maybe make the green part wider. But I have the concept down and it looks cute!!

10 Month Checkup

Height 27" - 25%
Weight 18lb 12oz - <50%
Head 17" - 75%