>The power of the kitchen timer amazes me. If the kid’s are arguing over a toy and I set the timer for 2 minutes back and forth, all fighting stops and they’re happy to share. Today Jayce wanted to play for one minute before his nap so I set the timer and when it beeped he said “oh, nap time!” (then proceeded to cry and fuss but I’m choosing to focus on the positive) 🙂
Cucumbers have been the food of choice for my kids lately. They even asked to eat some with their waffles at lunch today. The cucumber I bought yesterday? Almost gone. I’m not complaining, bring on the veggies!
My newest resolution? To not eat at McDonald’s as much anymore. I knew this would be a hard idea for Kyra to take and I was mentally gearing myself for all the battles I would face. Big surprise for me; when I explained to her that I didn’t want to eat at MD’s as often because it’s not a healthy choice she was actually ok with that. We’ll see how next week goes but for now I’m glad that she’s ok. (We’ll also have to see how my resolve holds out . . . it’s just too convenient of an option).
Cooking has been on my mind a lot lately. My skills are not in the kitchen, I don’t enjoy being in there. I’m not someone who does a pinch of this here and a dash of that there. I measure out everything. Anytime I try a new recipe (which hasn’t happened for a while) it totally stresses me out and I can’t have anyone else in the kitchen with me(which the kids totally love and understand :P). The problem being that I want to do more for family. I want to cook healthy meals and introduce them to new things. I want to be better. The ridiculous thing is that I know what I need to do. I need to get in the habit of making a meal plan and shopping for the week. It would certainly help de-stress me. Unfortunately me knowing this hasn’t really kicked me into action. Anybody out there want to give me a kick in the butt? Or send me your meal plan? 🙂
Kyra only has 3 more months left of preschool. 3 more months left of a familiar, safe, fun, stimulating, wonderful environment. That means it’s only 5 more months until she starts kindergarten. 5 more months before we enter a big unknown world. 5 more months before I’m being forced to have her in school 5 days a week, 6 hours a day. Blah!! Next year scares me so much. I pray often that it will be a good experience for both of us and that she ends up in a good class. That being said, there is a part of me that’s so excited for what this school has to offer and I’m excited to watch to her grow and learn even more.
Kyra loves to sing and we often hear her making up songs as she plays. She’s always ready with some idea of the next game to play or adventure to go on. She loves to wear pretty dresses and is thrilled when she gets to wear Auntie Chrystal’s sparkly lip gloss or have her nails painted. She loves learning new things and was very excited to tell me all about the coral reef/new animals they learned about today. She’s loud, passionate and beautiful. She is my heart and I love her more than I ever knew was possible.
Jayce is such a character. Oh my goodness that boy makes us laugh. His newest favorite saying is “no way” and it makes me giggle everytime. He is such a mama’s boy (you don’t need to spend much time with us to know that) but lately has been wanting daddy a lot. He broke my heart today because he couldn’t stop sobbing he wanted daddy to come home so bad. I heard multiple times “Daddy not home yet? Daddy still at work?” He loves to play “airplane” with daddy and throws himself into the air trusting that daddy will be able to catch him. Jayce loves to color and is thrilled that Kyra so willingly shares all her art supplies with him. They can often be found coloring together on either the Cars or Princess floor pages. He looks up to Kyra so much and has been a bit lost this week with her having gone back to preschool. He has no interest in potty training whatsoever and whenever I ask him if he wants to buy some underwear his response is “no, I like my diapers”.
Jayce turns 3 this summer and I’m in shock everytime I think of that. I still think of him as my baby. I love that he wants to be with me so much and (for the most part) I don’t mind that he wants to be carried a lot still. I love his snuggles and how perfectly his body molds to mine. Jayce will start preschool in September and it’s going to be hard for me to let him go in such a tangible way. He is my heart and I love him more than words can say.
I love this stage of life we’re in. I love being a stay-at-home-mom and watching our kids grow together. I’m especially grateful for how well they’ve been playing together lately. Sure they have their bickering moments still but for the most part they both want to play together as much as possible.
I doubt myself. I wonder if I’m doing enough for/with my children. I think back over the more difficult moments of the day and wonder how I could have handled them differently. I came back from Mexico energized and wanting to change a few things about my parenting style. I want to speak more calmly with my kids and spend less time losing my temper and yelling. So far, I’ve actually been doing pretty well with that. I am still human and still have my own rough moments but I’ve become quick to apologize and I hope my kids will notice a difference in me soon.
I love my husband and how hard working he is. He’s dedicated to our family and purposely does his side jobs after the kids are in bed so that he can spend as much time with them as possible. It’s hard for him on the days he has to work and even though he’ll be completely exhausted from his day’s work, he still musters up the energy to play/wrestle with the kids. He supports me 100% in my role as a SAHM and I hope I’m doing as good of a job in supporting him in his. Eric is an amazing father and husband; we’re blessed to have him in our lives.