Procrastination Station

Turns out, I only blog when I am procrastinating. Who knew? I guess anyone that has read more than one entry into my blog.

Today's topic is much more on point with the title of my blog than most of my last blogs have been. Today we are talking about girls and clothes. I never knew that this would be a subject at 7,4, and 1 but apparently, what to wear is a HUGE issue with 2 out of 3 of my daughters. Gwiny is putting up the best fight as she is now 7 and is in to fashion ( ha ha, that is sarcasm).

Gwindolyn is the most like her mother of my girls. She doesn't give a flip about what other people say or do. She cries when she gets a bad grade on a test, she wants to help others, and she thinks she runs the place. She has been a fairly easy going child all of her life. But these days I find myself wanting to pull my hair out from about 8:15 to 8:40 every morning. Gwin only wants to wear very, very tight clothes. She has attempted to wear Emma's ( 2T) clothes more times than I can count. She thinks that she can wear leggings without a skirt on top. Now that she is in second grade, I have to put a stop to this. So she cries, and I dress her in Jeans and a loose fitting top every day. And still she fights. This has been on going for about 2 months. You would think she would get the hint already. But I will keep fighting.

Izzy, she doesn't care what she wears. For her, the weirder the better really, so no problem there.

Emma, has now started to pick up a desire to pick out her own clothes. She basically spends 10 minutes in her drawer throws all her clothes out and then says. "I'm nakie." So i pick something and she says no, and runs away. Then I grab her, throw her clothes on and we are good to go.

Girls, gotta love them.

October Update

Yesterday, I said " For some reason we have been so busy lately." RJ responded, " That's just what you do." Its true. I thought I would be far less busy after I cut my driving in half. Sadly, no. I picked up on a couple projects to do here. I am currently...

1) Sewing Gwiny a pink Jasmine costume.

2) Sewing Izzy a Rapunzel costume.

3) Decorating a pink bra for the Making Strides Against Breast Cancer walk.

4) Making a pumpkin BINGO game for a Halloween dinner event on Thursday.

5) Trying some new candy recipes for a care package I need to send. ( Today's project of easy fondant was a fail. Turns out, local honey is not the same as Walmart brand honey)

6) Creating treat bags for a halloween party at Gwin's school.

So thats what I need to have done by Tuesday. Yet, this is the time I do a blog? I guess I better get back to some of those things I need to be doing.

What happened to September?

I am pretty sure I have not blogged in over a month. I where did that time go? In fact, where did the end of August go? What year is it? Sad but true fact: I asked my friend why they were playing the OJ Simpson trial at McDonalds. Then quickly said " Whoa, what happened there, I just slipped 15 years into the past." I guess my time warp is beside the point. Here is an update on what we have been doing for the last 2 months:

Emma: She has started talking in full sentences. Yep. My baby is a talker. She frequently says " I wanna hold you." (i.e. she wants me to hold her). Today she said " I wanna snack" She knows the names of all of our friends and family. She is constantly asking " Where did Grandpa go?" even though she hasn't seen him in 2 weeks or a month (as we recently established time and I are not on good terms right now.) Emma is also bound and determined to wear panties and be potty trained. You know, aside from the fact that she has yet to develop the ability to tell when she has to go potty. This is causing me a great deal of stress. In particular, she yells potty! Then I pick her up and run to the toilet while she yells " Go, Go, Go" then she sits down and doesn't do anything. She also likes to color.

Izzy: Today I said " Izzy, I think you are awesome." She said " I think you are awesome." This was after we sang a duet of One Republic's "Good Life." We love to sing. Her lyrics are mostly better than those of the real songs. Yesterday I was laughing so hard when she was singing Bruno Mars " Sky full of Lighters" and the part that says " We've been kicked down forced to fight." She sang " And we beamed down for supplies." Izzy is now in a much, much better school! She goes to school in Tallahassee with Ava. I 100% have the Linkers to thank for this. They recommended the school and help out with transportation. In the words of Isabel, we think the Linkers "are awesome".

Gwiny: Gwin is now a Girl Scout! A brownie! We found her a great troop and I think this may be an activity she doesn't immediately want to quit. Hurray for Girl Scouts. She has really gotten in to playing Wii sports. But she cried when I beat her at bowling. She doesn't take losing well. She is also an amazing artist. She got all the skill I always wanted. Her school doesn't offer art, so on Mondays we have our own art class here at home. Check out this Lego picture she made for me tonight.

Me: I got a horrible hair cut. When it was cut it looked like a boy haircut in the front, mini mullet in the back. Now that it has grown out it looks like Rachel Maddow's haircut. RJ tried to tell me I looked good as Rachel Maddow...I went with the dramatic squirrel face. ( Please someone get this... ) I also got on to Pottermore. I was sorted into Slytherin cause I am cool like that and my fake wand is made of Cedar and Phoenix Feather. Oh my.... really.. news about me is a joke about my favorite news show and a Harry Potter web site. I think I need a life.

RJ: You know, he doesn't like me to talk about him. He is wearing a giant red beard like a viking. Acting like a superhero saving the planet and all that.

See you in a week.. or two.. or month.. or ....

Random Facts

Here are a couple of things that have either happened or I have thought about in the last couple weeks:

Really? There is a song that says " Don't take this the wrong way, but girl you look better with the lights off." How do you not take that the wrong way?

I asked Emma to point to her nose, she points to her nose, I say point to the kitties nose, she points to the cats nose. I show her the cats tail and say " Do you have a tail?" She says " Yep" and points to the pony tail I put in her hair that morning.

I love the new One Republic song. I want to listen to it over and over.

Izzy started her new VPK program. It is amazing as are the Linkers who are saving me 40 minutes a day of driving.

Gwiny is turning 7 in 6 days!

I am super addicted to pintrest.

We are going to sign Gwin up for Girl Scouts tonight. Yay for 3 generations of Girl Scouts!

I am taking the GRE again in 5 days, I better stop blogging and start studying for the GRE like I should be doing with every extra bit of time I have.

What I have learned in the last 2 weeks

Only 2 weeks ago my husband and I signed the papers to own our very first home. Not just to own our first home, but this is the first house we have ever lived in. Over the last 8 years of our marriage we have never lived in a house, always an apartment. I knew things were going to be different, and they sure are. Now we can...

10) Mark the girls heights on their door frames.

9) Play in a back yard!

8) Put all the girls to bed in their own rooms.

7) Lock the pantry door.

5) Walk to the car as many times as I want to without worrying about leaving the kids inside.

4) Learn how to clean off a plate properly, as we have no garbage disposal.

3) Do cartwheels in our living room, yes we have.

2) Make 3 cakes in one sitting and I did it today.

1) Walk to the car without wearing shoes.

The first day of school

Today was Gwiny's first day of second grade ( just saying it makes me feel old), and Izzy's first day of Pre-School. I would say it is a bitter sweet day for me, but in reality, it is just sweet. While I only have Emma I am going to... Start a Yoga program, study for the GRE, get my house clean, and write more blog entries. In 6 months you should remind me that I was going to do all of these things, I will maybe have done one, but I have good intentions.

Gwin came home today ecstatic, she loves her classroom, her teacher, her new friends, her bus driver, and even loves last years dreaded lunch period. It has been a long time sense I have seen her so happy to go to school, and it makes me very happy to know that I will not have to battle a crying 7 year old every morning for the next 9 months.

Izzy, however, was not so impressed. But no one was more angry when I picked her up, than her lovely, red eyed mother. It started when I dropped her off and her teacher says " Oh, you don't need that lunchbox." Me: "They don't have a snack, I just put juice and crackers in there." Her: " I'm not sure, we will figure it out." Me: " Ok, well if you have snack it is in there." And then the rest of the questions I ask her.

___" Where do I pick her up?" " I'm not sure how it will work Monday."

___ "Where do I drop her off?" " I'm not sure. I think there will be a card thing you swipe." "What does that mean?"

And then this happened:

___ Her: " She told us she can't drink cows milk at breakfast and we didn't believe her, but then when she said she can't drink cows milk at lunch we looked it up and your paperwork said that she is lactose intollerant, you need to fill out this form." Me: " She ate breakfast and lunch? Where do I go to pay for that?" Her: " I'm not sure, but you could check in the office." So I go to the office with the intention of asking why she had breakfast and lunch. And the response I get " Yes, they eat both breakfast and lunch here. " Me: " Its a 3 hour program." Them, " I know my daughter goes here and I thought it was weird too. But she can bring her own breakfast in a lunchbox."

And now, I request a transfer.

A story about Emma

Because I am feeling adventurous, or maybe because I don't want to pack, I am going to attempt to write 2 blog entries today. OOO AAHH.

I finally decided, that if I am a remotely good mother, I needed to take Emma to the doctor today. She has been eating poorly, falling down a lot, and been extremely fussy and whiney for about 2 months. The signs of an ear infection. For the last 2 months I have been thinking, it might be teeth, so lets just wait. And then all of her teeth came in and I had no excuses left. So off we went to the doctor. They ask how long she has been acting like this, and I feel a little nervous to tell them, I mean, what kind of mother allows their kids to act sick for 2 months and not take them to the doctor. Guess what. She got a clean bill of health. Why does she keep falling down, congestion you say? And what that also explains her bloody nose? That coupled with the genes given to her by her mother that has broken her toes 4 times by kicking things and tripping. MY DAUGHTER falling down for no good reason? Yep, makes sense.

And just because we are on the topic of Emma. She has learned a new word, "pony." For those of you who know and love her rendition of "puppy." ( for those of you who don't it sounds like someone hyperventilating but instead of heavy breaths it is the word puppy repeated over and over and over.) She now has issued a sequel. "pony" it sounds exactly like she is saying "pooey" repeatedly. So hopefully this one stays in the confines of our house.

And just for fun here is Emma's quote of the week. Keep in mind she is only 17 months old.

" I wanna doughnut"