Thursday, June 12, 2014

Three for Thursday

Let's see.  What is Felicity up to this week?  She is two years and eight months old, closer to three than two.  She is not even remotely interested in toilet training, so much so that I have been kind of laying off talking about it because she gets so mad when I bring it up.  No!. she yells when I innocently ask if she'd like to sit on the potty, or if she thinks she might EVER want to sit on the potty.  She'll do it someday, I'm guessing.

Today I took Maria and Veronica to swim lessons and they were taking off their dresses, under which they had on their suits, and poor Felicity started to take off her clothes too.  After just a little bit of talking, we went to the play area, where she played with this super nice five year old girl and then hell descended upon us in the form of 20 kids from the Child Watch, oh, it was crazy!  There were two childwatch workers there, and the one was really good, or trying to be, telling the big kids to look out for the little kids, but it was rough.  THEN some 11 or 12 year old girl climbed over Felicity to sit on this big block, one that you can climb in, one that is specifically for little kids and is in fact in the little kid area of the play room.  I said, could you let her play in there, she's only two.  Then the girl gave me a hard look, and swung one leg over, still sitting on the block.  So I stood up and said, that's good, but I'm going to need you to get all the way off the block.  Are you kidding me?, I always think.  The Child Watch lady said how sorry she was but I don't expect her to discipline some kid in Child Watch, I felt fine about doing it myself.  But honestly - the way that kids are (I hate to say this because it sounds like an old lady thing to say) today is awful - AWFUL.  It never would have occurred to me to behave like that around an adult when I was that kid's age or even now!  I wouldn't have taken a TOY from a BABY but you know why?  Because I was raised right.  I can't believe that people are so surprised that everyone is so jerky, but they also allow their kids to talk to adults with no respect at all.  Also, I read an article that my friend Gael wrote about Last Day of School Traditions and what are you doing with you kids to celebrate them on their last day of school and I think really?  REALLY?  We have a big parade in town because Maria got from Kindergarten to first grade?  That is the least that is expected from her!  I don't understand anyone or anything and I feel like an alien all the time.

Felicity is so funny - she is a real tough guy about so many things but yesterday we were watching My Little Pony, Veronica's pick, and one of the ponies was having a nightmare about a cougar or something and Felicity freaked out! She ran out of the room screaming!  I assured her it was just pretend, blah blah blah, and she's fine of course but it's just funny what affects people.

Here's some pics!




Monday, June 2, 2014

Joy of Parenting

The other day I saw a picture on Instagram, a blogger I like, who has a baby just a little older than Felicity, was saying how great two is.  How two is her jam.  And other people commented and said oh, them too, wasn't two the BOMB?  DOT COM?  Wasn't it just so great?  And I think - no!  No it is not that great!  And then I think is it me?  It probably is, it probably is just me and my family, because on its face, it should be great. Felicity talks a lot and she is super fun and funny and cute.  Her hair is getting longer and she is the first of my kids to have a little curl to her hair.  She is adorable and funny and smart and, important only to me, seems FINE in the talking/typical behavior department.

But she is also the devil and that is the truth.  She is crazy and here's how.  Yesterday we went upstairs to get ready for church and I held out her cute Easter dress.  I know better than to show her anything involving pants, she only wears dresses.  So I held out this dress and she said, NO!  That is TOO SMALL!  I wanna THISDRESS!  But that dress was Maria's and it was way too big on Maria - it's a size EIGHT!  I said no, Fifi, that is too big, you'll fall down and she said I WANNA WEAR A DRESS!  THAT DRESS!  So I put it on her and she wore it to church, she looked like a lunatic and I'm sure I looked like one too. She was her usual bad self at church, but it was all heightened because she was wearing that ridiculous dress and kept falling down and crying to ME about it.

The thing is, I think she thinks she is Maria's age, I think she really thinks that dress in a 3T would be too small on her, but my question is, then why doesn't she want to go on the toilet like Maria does?  She saves her loudest and most obnoxious NOs for when I innocently ask, do you want to go on the potty?  I mean, she doesn't want to wear clothes or a diaper, and she thinks she's six years old, so wouldn't you naturally think she wants to go to the toilet?  You might think that, but you'd be wrong.

Here's some cute pictures, so we can all forget how crazy she makes a person, and we will all think two is awesome, too, maybe.




Thursday, May 22, 2014

Felicity the Fairy

She is something else, right?  This picture was from the other night, we went out, just us girls, to follow Maria around as she knocked on doors to collect money for her Walkathon.  We walked up and down the street and I had a HECK of a time getting them back in the house, but then I told Felicity she could take a bath and have a cupcake and off she went, I snapped this as she was tearing by.

She is really getting fun!  And awful!  She talks a lot, definitely in more sentences and she does this cute thing that Maria used to do.  I say something like, Felicity, do you want to eat some lunch? and she says OKAY!, like it's the best idea she ever heard.  She just now said "I washa hands?".  I said "you want to wash your hands?" and she said "OKAY!".  Ha!

Today is the last day it will be just us until the fall, as it's Veronica's last day of preschool.  We will probably go for a walk, we are going over to a friend of mine's house so I can babysit for a while, maybe I'll mow the lawn.  She is a good little companion.  And that's good, because she hasn't taken a nap in over a year, ha!

Friday, May 2, 2014

Five Things for Friday

I am trying to be better about updating these blogs.  Felicity is two and a half and I still don't have her Weekly Picture thing done for her first year but I'll get there.  In the fall, she will be in preschool three days a week and the other kids will be in school full time, so maybe I'll start it then, ha!


  1. The first thing is the picture above.  She looks so cute, doesn't she?  Her dress is adorable and her hair is starting to get longer and curl nicely.  She was sad because she couldn't go into Veronica's ballet recital, but also maybe sad because she had a double ear infection, which we found out the next day.  She actually did really well in the recital for a while.  Veronica's teacher let her participate and she did really well, but then she couldn't take her turn so out she went, ha!  She has spend her entire life outside of that ballet room, she'll be able to start taking ballet this fall, hard to believe, right?  She'll be three in October, I just bought her a (n adorable) bathing suit and I went ahead and got the 3T because I figured the 2 would be too small.  
  2. Her talking is out of control.  Yesterday was our day where it's just the two of us, I started the day taking her to the Minute Clinic and getting antibiotics for her ear infection. She spit that flavored, gross antibiotic all over me and I was mad and yelled.  Then I went in the kitchen to get a paper towel and came back and said I'm sorry Felicity, I shouldn't have yelled at you and she said "that's okay, Mama, that's okay!".  It was kind of patronizing but so cute.  Later I was watching Nashville on the DVR and she came wandering in and said "what are you watching, Mama?".  Full sentences, blah blah blah, talking and talking, it's great.  Mike was saying he thinks Maria talked this much at this age but she just tended to say the same word over and over, like juice, juice, juice, juice, JUICE WANT JUICE! and I feel like these are more grown up type sentences.  
  3. She loves preschool so much.  She goes right in the room and gets right to it, washing her hands and then going right to the craft or dress up or whatever.  Her teachers really like her too, I imagine because she is no trouble and she never cries.  She'll go Monday Tuesday and Wednesday in the fall and then after that, Lord knows.  I can't believe she's only going to be three this year, we still have TWO full years after this one before Kindergarten.  
  4. I'm worried about her ears, worried that it seems like almost every time she has a cold she gets an ear infection.  Her tubes fell out so maybe she needs new ones?  I hope not, I hope she dries up this summer and gets better.  I hate for her to have three occasions to have surgery before she's three.  
  5. She's so tall, by far bigger than the other girls at this age and she is probably twice Veronica's size at the same age.  She insists on kissing everyone good night now, before she goes to bed, it's adorable and messy.  Veronica squints in fear when she comes in with those wet kisses, but we all love her so much we are willing to wipe our mouth when she is done with us, ha!  

Monday, March 24, 2014

Come here

When Felicity wants me to pick her up, she says "C'mere, mama", and kind of wiggles her shoulders, it's so cute.  I was thinking of that and other cute things she says this morning and I want to remember them so I thought I'd write them down on her blog.  The problem is, I'm so old and dotty I can't remember any!  She shouts Hello?  HELLLLLOOOOOO? in the morning when she wants to get up. She adds a "t" to the end of a lot of words.  Like I'll say, I love you! and she says I love yout toot.  Ha!

Her hair is getting - well if I say it's getting long, I am being very very gracious about it, but it does have one nice curl.  She is climbing on everything.  Yesterday my sister came over after we went to see a play together.  I got home and Felicity asked to watch some Mickey Mouse Club so I put it on using On Demand and she was watching it, she was so excited about it!  I went and did something and came back and she had flipped over a box, and used the bathroom stepstool (at first I said stool but I figured bathroom and stool weren't good together in a sentence) to get on the box and then she was trying to ... jump into the television?  She was really mad about it, about her inability to get in there, ha!

She talks so, so much.  Last night she was in the bath, with a giant cup of water.  She went to take a drink of it (ew) and stuck her nose in it, like too far, because the water went up her nose and she was spluttering away.  She said "water, nose, YUCK!".  When she is hungry, she asks for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  It might be just me but she seems to use so many more WORDS than the other kids at this age.




Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Two and a half - almost

Next month, she will be 2.5 years old, is that crazy?  It seems like the winter has been so long, it's hard for me to believe next month is April, but it is.  It's March 5 already.  Two weeks from today is my birthday.  I'll be 46.  FORTY SIX.  Maybe it is my old age or maybe it's because she is my fourth but I am sick of this!  I am sick of being with such a jerk all day.  I mean, I should pause and say that she is not always a jerk.  She is sometimes super funny and sweet, she is still the cuddliest person I know and she sleeps all night and late.  But she gets mad *this fast* ::snaps fingers:: and she is so loud and screamy when she doesn't get what she wants and it's awful.  She hasn't taken a nap in YEARS, it seems and twelve hours in a row is just too long to spend with someone who can be so rotten.  In her defense, her life sucks, too.  At 8:00 I load her in the car and if it's not one of the days that she has preschool, I drop off Anthony and take her home.  We get home at 9:00 and, let's say it's Wednesday, we stay at home until it's time to take Veronica to ballet.  Then we come home and have lunch or go to Marta's and have lunch and then at 2:45 we get back in the car and go get Maria for 3:15.  Then we come home for about 30 minutes and then we get BACK in the car and go get Anthony.  That's a lot of car time for a two year old, I understand.  But it's a lot of time for a 46 year old too, I tell her!  And I'm not even in a cushy car seat or watching a movie!

She is talking a blue streak, full sentences and thoughts and feelings expressed, it is charming.  Not so charming is her new thing about pulling me by the finger to whatever she wants me to do.  She MOOSHES my finger in her hand, ugh, it hurts!  And - she's just so bossy, they are always all bossing me around and I am so over it.  I know that I will feel better when the weather gets better and we can get outside some, and I also know that I shouldn't wait for warm weather to feel better, that I should just DECIDE to be happier, to not let her and them bug me, but it's impossible.

I think she might be ready to toilet train soon.  She keeps telling me before she has to go that she has gone.  I just figured this out today, but that's what she's doing.  Unfortunately, we were at the park today for Veronica's ballet class when she told me she had to poop and I just couldn't sit her on that nasty public toilet.  So we'll start training and maybe she'll be out of diapers and I'll have that to like about her, too.

I want to act like she is my first, and not to be sick of everything, and sometimes I can.  Sometimes we are here on our own and it's just us and we read books, or chit chat while I'm making lunch.  I hope these are the memories she retains, wouldn't it be nice if we could pick?  But we can't, and I'm trying to bear that in mind.  It would be nice if the SNOW would melt and it would warm up, can someone do something about that, Please?

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Two Year Checkup

I took Felicity on Monday, PRESIDENTS DAY, for her two year checkup, which I suppose should have taken place in October, but whatever, it's been a long winter/fall/life for us.  She weighed 32 lbs., I think, although I am having a hard time reading her chart.  She was not very good at the doctor, they always have a medical student come in and she really gave him a hard time about letting him look in her ears.  Of course, my pediatrician has been a doctor since God was a boy, and he knows how to just DO it before she even realizes it, but she was rough on that poor student.

She is doing just great, I got her little conference report from preschool and she is just fine.  She is sleeping well and she is not a great eater but she does okay.  She has a real sweet tooth and of course she is into way more stuff than the other kids were at her age, but that is par for the course.  She chews gum like some kind of movie secretary or something, and the girls or Anthony never would have chewed gum at two!  She is v. advanced, ha!, in all the bad ways.

She still says "no way!" a lot for no, it's hilarious.  She was horrible in church today - she is so, so bad in church you'd swear she was a nonbeliever or something!  I know it will get better but when, Lord, when?, I think every week of my life.  At least if the weather ever gets warmer we can take her outside.

She hasn't taken a nap regularly in a long time, but she still naps at school.  Now it's 5:09 on Sunday night and she has been going going all weekend and she is a little nutsy, I can hear it in her tone, it's kind of tremulous.

This is just a short update to say that she is fine, our little Felicity.  I assume she'll be my last baby, since I will be FORTY SIX here in a few week, and I guess I am hyper-aware of that because I feel so sweet about her most of the time.  I tilt my head to the side a lot when I look at her.