We recently got the kiddos a cube shelf for the playroom/family room. The room is definitely a work-in-progress (it'll probably take us a few months to finish it off), but we're moving it along. Slowly but surely.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
new project
During one of my recent 6-hour-long-Etsy-session (oh how I adore Etsy), I found these adorable state word collages. I fell in love. So, I bought one for the state where Wes and I met (Maryland), one for the first state where we lived together (Alabama), one for the state where we bought our first house and had our twins (Indiana), and one for where we live now (Virginia). The words within each state are the names of cities in that respective state. I think they're so cool.
In the Maryland frame, you can see Wheaton (where Wes is from), Adelphi (where I'm from), and Greenbelt (where we were married).
Alabama has Auburn,
Indiana has Lafayette,
and Virginia has Bridgewater (where we lived last year) and Harrisonburg (where we live now).
I just can't get enough!
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Diarrhea of the Mouth
Gavin has been talking A LOT lately. It ridiculous. He can't stop. He names everything he sees. And if he doesn't know the word, he asks, "What dis, Mommy?" He also repeats the last 2 words of every sentence you say. And sometimes, he'll even repeat the whole sentence (slurring the words together, of course). He's crazy. Here are a few phrases/sentences he like to say 852 times a day.
"No yes, Mommy."
This is usually how this conversation goes: I will tell Gavin that he has to do something, he will tell me "No," and then I will say, "Yes, Gavin, you have to do it." Then, instead of just telling me that he doesn't want to do it by saying "No" again, Gavin will say, "No yes, Mommy! No yes!"
"Oh my goodness."
A few days ago, Gavin dropped his cereal on the floor and said, "Oh my goodness." The best part is that we have no idea where he got this from. Now, he says it several times a day.
"I fine Daddy/Mommy/it" (Translation: "I will go and find Daddy/Mommy/it.")
Gavin loves to look for things. Anything. And he likes to tell us about it.
"Where is the ball, Gavin?" G: "I dunno... here is!"
Since he likes to go and look for people and things, it probably comes to no surprise that he also like to point things out around us. He especially likes to be "tested" when we're reading a book. When we're reading, I'll ask G & V to identify different things on the pages and they'll point them out. Gavin likes to pretend he doesn't see it when he clearly does. He'll say, "I dunno," while holding his hands up in a "Where is it?" manner. Then, he'll point to the item in question and yell very loudly, "Here is!"
These are only a few things that he likes to say. It seems like he's just talking and talking and talking.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
She's Dramatic
As we all know, Vivi is a little obsessed with shoes. Okay, she ridiculously obsessed. She usually asks for her shoes within the first 10 minutes of waking up in the morning, she is the only child at her school who refuses to take off her shoes at nap time, and she falls asleep in them at night. She has a problem.
The other day, I picked Vivi and Gavin up from school and Vivi had on a pair of shoes that I didn't recognize.
I said to the director, "Those aren't Vivi's shoes." Since there are only 2 other girls in Vivi's class, I said, "Well, they're probably Olivia's. I'll Facebook her mom tonight."
Then, one of the teacher's came over and said, "Those are Emme's." (Emme is in the 1-year-old class) And while pointing at Emme's feet, she said, "Are these Vivian's shoes?"
"Yes! Those are Viv's," I said.
Then, her teacher said, "Vivian was eye-balling Emme's shoes all day. She must have took them during nap. Vivian usually doesn't take her own shoes off, but I guess she was willing since Emme's were available."
Well, it's official. She has a serious shoe addiction. But knowing that she stole the shoes of another child wasn't even the worst part. No no. The worst part was when I tried to take the stolen shoes off her feet.
O.M.G.
Miss Vivian had THE WORST tantrum she has had in... well maybe ever. It was unbelievable. So dramatic. But I still heart the hell out of her. My little shoe diva.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
He's Repetitive
Gavin likes to repeat himself over and over and over. Whenever he wants to tell you something, he's responding to something you have said, or he's just talking to himself, he repeats himself. For instance, Gavin likes to tell us that he's "nice" or "careful" after being reprimanded for doing something. This is how the conversation goes:
"Gavin, don't hit your sister/break that/climb there/open the door/throw that."
"Okay, Mommy. Okay, Mommy. Okay, Mommy. I nice. I nice. I nice."
And he does this ALL of the time. About anything and everything. Hilarious.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Boke Mote Troll
Gavin is hilarious. And smart. Wicked smart.
After breakfast this morning, Gavin said to me:
"Mote troll peas, Mommy." (translation: "Give me the remote control please, Mommy")
I gave him a remote control without any batteries inside. He went into the living room and then came back to me after a minute or so and said:
"Dis boke, Mommy. New one peas." (translation: "This remote control is not working. Please give me one that does work."
I just can't get enough of this kid.
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