Okay, I don't blog AT ALL anymore. I have had the thought for the last year to start blogging about day to day life so that I can look back and read about these years that are flying by so fast. Too fast.
Let me start with the chaos that is every day life. Savannah is a toddler we never expected to be... well... a nightmare. I love her soo much and LOVE that she is my only child that looks exactly like me! But, she also has my temperament when I was a toddler. So, we have Savannah who throws a fit for just about any reason you can think of. She wants a snack (cry, whine, cry), she wants a toy (cry, whine, cry), she wants to be held (cry, whine, cry), she wants the toy Kayleigh has (cry, scream, cry), she wants candy from the pantry (cry, scream, cry), she wants what she just can't have at the moment and then it's an all out scream fest, on the floor kicking her feet... This is the part of life I will never forget and I don't intend to let her forget either. EVER. Then, we have my highly intelligent boy who has a question for just about anything and everything. OR he just has to make noise, lots of it. If Victor and I are talking, you can bet he's 2 feet away making car noises, fart noises, screeching noises, fake crying noises.... just any sort of sound from his mouth AT ALL MOMENTS OF THE DAY. Then there's my sweet cuddly girl Kayleigh. She's very sweet most of the time, but boy, oh boy, can that girl TALK if she gets your attention (or not). I mean she just keeps talking about her babies, church, what she's eating, what kind of art she wants to make, how her last bowel movement went, the way she doesn't want her hair styled that day, the specific pair of socks she wants to wear, the blue sky outside.... haha ANYTHING. So between the three of them, there is not one quiet second during the day. Not one, I promise. If I even think to get on the phone you can bet your retirement that the volume level will suddenly triple and someone is hurt! Guaranteed! If I go to the bathroom, you can bet Savannah or the puppy is trying to bust the door in on me. If we go to the store, you can guarantee Savannah will throw a minimum of 2 tantrums before we leave (not little ones either) and Ian will ask for every single item on the shelves and Kayleigh wll beg for a cookie from the bakery. THESE are the things I will not miss! The constant noise and stress will never be mourned later by me. But, there are plenty and I mean plenty of things I will miss...
I will miss Savannah dancing anytime music comes on or trying to sing her ABC's (sounds like ah, eh, ee, see, eeeeee). I will miss Kayleigh saying how much she loves "turds" when she really means the candy Nerds or calling nipples "hippos" or calling chicken gristle "crystals" . I will miss Ian reading words to me that I never dreamed he could sound out on his own or amazing me with his quick math skills. I will miss all their hugs and love for the puppy while she's still their size (they all love to cuddle her and it is the cutest thing EVER). I will miss how much Savannah adores her Daddy and prefers him over me. Victor tells her to say "Mama" and she says "Da-da". So, he repeats is slower "Say, MA-MA" to which she counters an even slower "DA-DA"... it's more than comical the way she refuses to even say my name, but has all the "Hi Dad's" in the world! Me and Victor both love it though. As much as it's almost like a slap in the face to the person who takes care of her the most, we love that she prefers her Daddy. Speaking of Daddy, Kayleigh cannot stand if Dad is putting her to bed and not Mom... I mean sobs if she finds out Daddy is doing it (which is incredibly rare as it is) and begs for Mommy to do it. We do nothing differently, but she just can't stand if we break the norm I guess.
I already miss that Ian has grown out of baths and takes showers. I miss that I can't dress him in any cute outfit of my choice anymore, because he probably doesn't like his "ugly" dress shirt. I miss that my boy has grown out of the "baby" cartoons and watches his big kid super hero/racing/fighting cartoons instead.
As we speak, Victor is telling Kayleigh to go to her room for screaming because Ian took her laptop. We thought he took it from her like he tends to just grab things from people, come to find out he picked it up off the floor and she didn't like that so she screamed. Oy... While Victor is talking to them Savannah is in the kitchen working hard on strapping her stuffed piggy into her stroller. Did I mention she's poopie at the moment? Yeah, need to break from the typing and deal with that one...
This was written 1/27/15.... Yeah, just publishing it. HA!
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