Friday, December 12, 2014

Almost Christmas

A few weeks ago, when the girls had off from school the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, I took them all three bowling with another friend of mine and her charge, who is 12, and a friend of hers who brought his two kids, who were like eight and six.  We all had a really good time, Felicity "bowled", where you put the ball up on a ramp, for most of the first game (we played two) and then she got really over it, but she spent the rest of the time looking at this Christmas tree that was set up in the bowling alley.  She was so intrigued by it, she just kept walking around and around it, she was so into it.  I wondered aloud what she was doing and my friend Jill pointed out that she probably didn't really remember the tree from last year, which is true!  Lord, it is so complicated, I feel like every day I'm going to lose my mind with this kid and she will never remember it!  She probably won't even remember standing there looking at the tree for so long, but she is clearly really happy in the moment, so is that good?  Does that matter?  I do not even know.

We are home now, on Friday afternoon.  She and I went to ballet this morning, after a two week break.  A two week break, I found out this morning, was way too long, no one could even remember what to do in the recital and Felicity especially wanted nothing to do with it.  She was upset that I was there, it got her all messed up and she ended up barely doing anything but whatever.  She is only three, it's no big deal.  Then we went to Chic Fil A and met Jill and her nephew Max, who is just her age, a few months older, but he is completely potty trained, which is a whole nother thing for us.

She refuses and I mean refuses to potty train.  This week she has started to - well, say she's naked, which she is a lot, she will have to go, I will SEE her realize she has to go and she storms over to me and says I NEED A DIAPER!  I say, you don't need a diaper, you need to sit on the potty, let's sit on the potty and Go!, come on, it will be great!  And she freaks out and screams and cries and eventually I'm afraid she's going to lose her mind so I put a diaper on it and she fills it right up with pee.  It is beyond infuriating.  I am so, so sick of telling people what to do with their waste and having them DISAGREE with me!  I'm 46!, I want to tell her, I know what you should be doing!  Mike says that it will get better, he says she is doing all the steps except, you know, actually going on the potty, and he's right but ugh.  As I said, infuriating.

She likes to stick her fingers in my mouth and count my teeth.  She likes to make shapes with her hands and make me guess what they are.  Today I guess "rectangle" and she told me with a withering stare, "no!  oval!".  Right now she can't find a drumstick and she wants one so I have to go but that's your update.  She is fine.  Adorable.  Infuriating.  Won't remember a bit of it.

Sunday, November 2, 2014


Well, she is better but she still has a runny nose.  Just this morning she said to me, "I have a cold.  I HAVE A COLD!".  She is mad about it, too.  She had off on Tuesday of this week, just to torture me, because Monday was the last day of Maria and Veronica's fall break, although they claimed at her preschool it was for parent/teacher conferences.  Her conference went okay, there were all three of her teachers there, she is fine, she can try to cry for stuff that she wants but it doesn't get her anywhere so she moves on.  She loves the writing center, they said.

But it was a pain.  We had to go to preschool to go to the conference but we weren't going for the day so it was confusing for her.  We went to Marta's after so she could stay there for a while so I could go into school and volunteer, and then we had lunch there so that was nice.  We went to the library this week, to ballet.  Ballet started its second session and she did well, it was nice for her to seem like she remembered something.

We went out for Halloween, she was Olaf and she was adorable but it was an extremely terrible Halloween, weather wise.  Felicity wanted to walk and she was kind of poofy for the stroller anyway but she was SO SLOW and Maria and Veronica wanted to go faster so they could keep warm, ugh, it was wretched.  Mike had to come and get us eventually.

She has off for the whole week of Thanksgiving which seriously makes me want to cry but what can you do.  Hopefully next year she will be in preschool where the girls go to school and they can all be on the same calendar.  If it seems like I am always waiting for time to pass and things to get better, it's because I am.

Here's a cute picture of terrifying Felicity and Olaf/Felicity

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Poor Felicity

Poor Felicity has another ear infection.  I told my sister that today and she said well now I feel bad for thinking she was being such a jerk the other day!  But the thing is, she WAS being a jerk.  She had a fever on Thursday and threw up first thing in the morning but she seemed better later and definitely better by Friday, when she went to her ballet recital.  I didn't go, Mike took her, because I took Maria and Veronica to see Sleeping Beauty and I didn't think she would be into it.

Anyway, then yesterday she yelled at me, MY MOUTH HURTS and I was like did you bite your tongue?  She was eating strawberries and she kept saying OW! OW! OW! but it wasn't until alter that I thought holy crap I bet her throat hurts!  She doesn't know from THROAT and MOUTH, ugh, poor baby.  I swear no one else has ever been sick like this before, I bet none of them have ever had a sore throat.  The NP at the clinic today said how big her tonsils were and I do not even want to think about that, so I'm not going to.

So she has been having a rough few days and she woke up first this morning, out in the hall, saying Mommy?  Mommy?  She is so funny, she just stays stock still, doesn't even come bashing in the room like Maria or Veronica would.  She fell asleep so hard today after we went to this Trunk or Treat at the church that houses her preschool, but just for a while and then she was much more pleasant.  She freaked out today, she tried to take some candy from another trick or treater.  It was confusing, people were giving her candy out of baskets and this girl was standing there with candy in a basket, and she just didn't get it.  So when the girl took her candy back, Felicity screamed and screamed and screamed and cried and it got better but man.  She gets so mad so fast and I am always so close to the end of my rope, ugh.  But overall, you know, she did great, she wore her Olaf costume and she was nice and said TRICK OR TREAT! to everyone, I am hopeful she will have a good week.  As usual.  Here's a cute picture:

Friday, October 17, 2014


I don't know how to not resent the jerk who stayed up all night crying and who is now super tired and crabby and is screaming and screaming in the other room because I shook her chocolate milk.  She just came in here and is yelling "I want to shake the milk!".  It would be funny if it weren't so desperate.  She didn't go to sleep until almost 9:00 last night, after I moved Maria and Veronica out of their own room so they weren't kept up by her screaming.  Then she was up at 12, 2:20 and 5:50 for the day.  I was up with her all those times and now I'm supposed to take this person to ballet at 10:30 and then to lunch to meet some friends.  And THEN I am supposed to go to work!  Is this a joke?  I always think.  Surely this is a joke, right?  This couldn't really be happening to me, I can't really be 46 (and a half!) years old and sitting on a couch with some YAHOO yelling about shaking the milk to me.  Can I?  Is this really happening?  Every day I think there is no way I can keep doing this and some day it's going to be true.

Friday, October 10, 2014

Happy Third Birthday!

Happy birthday to Felicity!  This is her last day of Fall Break and she has not slept in one single day, even though sometimes when she is in preschool, I have to go wake her up for her 8:45 departure.  Last night I was complaining about something she did and this girl I work with said, so basically what you are saying is that you shouldn't have had a fourth kid.  I was completely dumbfounded, um, no!, that is not what I'm saying!  I'm saying sometimes she drives me crazy, and especially this week when we have had so much time together, from an early morning until she goes to bed.  I think maybe YOU are basically saying I shouldn't have had a fourth child, I thought but did not say.

Anyway, ::claps hands briskly::, back to Felicity.  Today we gave her her presents from us (Mike got her an adorable counting puzzle with animals, one elephant, two deer, etc., and I got her four new board books that she can have as her very own) and we are going to go to ballet later.  Then I am somehow going to pick up pizza and salad and cupcakes and bring them to Marta's and we are having a lunchtime pizza party.  I'm working tonight but Mike is going to take them for Happy Meals and then they'll have cake and ice cream later.  I feel bad that I'm working but I just took off for the Parents Night Out and I am taking off for Halloween, so separate parties it is!

I am excited about Felicity's fourth year.  I hope that she gets toilet trained, she'll start at preschool at the girls' school next fall, who knows what else is in store for her!  It's very exciting, anyway, right?  Even if it's annoying and crazy making and all the other bad stuff, it's all the good and great stuff, too, parenthood.  So God Bless Felicity and happy birthday to her!

Monday, September 29, 2014

Almost Three

What kind of week did Felicity have, I was thinking today?  The same as last week, pretty much!  Sh was funny tonight before bed, she was tired but didn't want to end it.  Again?, she asked when I read her HER book, a cute story about fingers and toes and eyes and your nose.  I read it one more time and I stood up and the end and ran out when I was done and she must have gone to sleep because they are all quiet.

She had a great week at school, as usual, I took her to the library on Thursday and on Friday we went to ballet, so it was a normal week.  On Saturday, though, the girls went to a birthday party and Anthony went to Great Times with Christina and so Mike and I took Felicity by herself to La Hacienda, a mexican place by us.  It is prettily decorated, lots of bright colors, and she likes the quesadillas, it went well.  These bros came in, a birthday party for one of them, and my LORD they were so loud!  So loud and so obnoxious and it felt to me very plainly like so long ago that I was their age.  But anyway, she and we had a good time and then we went to CVS and Costco with her and it was pretty easy.  This funny thing happened, though.  We were at Costco and I was afraid I lost my keys and before we could form a plan for finding them, I realized they were in my hand.  I think somehow because I only had one child with me I was all messed up, ha!  The things you get used to.  Anyway, here's a cute picture:

Monday, September 22, 2014


Felicity started ballet on Friday!  She is so cute, she was kind of the worst one there but it wasn't a big contest.  She is the youngest, probably, as you are supposed to be three and she won't be three for a month, so I don't feel too bad.  Veronica started in January when she was going to be five in May, so she was younger but she and Felicity are, ahem, different personality types, so Felicity was a little bad.  There is a new teacher, of course, and I don't envy her coming in to a new position where the person who had the last position was so well loved, but she seemed fine.  After class I said I hope Felicity did okay and that she could come back, and the teacher said "I have lots of experience with little girls, we will be fine!", so that was good.

She had a rough week, she is still on antibiotics, but it's been okay.  Yesterday Anthony woke her up in the morning and boy oh BOY was she grumpy in the afternoon.  My sister Laura was here and we couldn't get over how bad she was.  Chocolate milk in my water bottle!, she kept screaming and I tried for a long time to tell her no, we have milk in a cup, water in a water bottle, but I thought she'd explode from anger so I just gave her the milk and she fell asleep about two seconds later.  You should have seen her face, drinking that milk.  She was furiously sucking on the bottle but getting no joy from it, dirty looking me the whole time.  Then she woke up kind of roughly but honestly by Sunday afternoon, we just all try and push through.  She was pretty good in church, she is getting better all the time.  She's ridiculous, of course, Veronica and I went to the bathroom and she came and there was fan there and she refused to leave it.  WINDY!, she was yelling, so I sent Veronica back and stayed with her for a minute so she could enjoy the breeze.

Today she is at school, Mike dropped her off and he said she didn't even pretend to say goodbye, just ran in the room and didn't look back.  I told Mike we are lucky, she has never had one hard time about me leaving her. She goes there three days a week, Thursdays we can go to the library and Friday she has ballet so hopefully we will have a good fall and winter, keeping nice and busy.  Here's a cute picture: