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Wednesday, August 26, 2009

What do you get when you cross a beet with a nine month old?

An adorable baby girl that looks like she got into lipstick.


After the beets, Veronica & I gave Cadence a birdbath in the kitchen sink. Veronica is always right by my side when it comes to giving Cadence a bath.



I'm pretty sure Veronica was just about to dump a cup of water on top of Cadence's head, with no regard of getting it all over her face. The irony is that Veronica HATES getting water in her face; however, when it comes to cleaning Cadence's hair the same rule doesn't apply. Lucky for us, Cadence doesn't even flinch.

Cadence is still a delight as usual. She is moving around the house via pulling herself. She'll get on her hands & knees and rock back and forth. However, she eventually goes to her belly and pulls. She is amazingly limber, where she goes into a full prostrate position to get a toy and pops back up. Her laugh is truly infectious. Her smile lights up a room and I still can't get over how cute she is. She is quick to grab anything in sight. Says dada a lot and only says mama when she's really sad or being put to bed.

She has started showing preferences for mama, but delights in her sister daily. Her friendship with her sister is a great thing to watch, as Veronica helps by getting toys for her or telling her that it's going to be okay. She has enjoyed everything we have fed her. She likes drinking out of a cup. Her pinches hurt like none other. She also likes to try to pick moles or freckles off of me. I'm still in shock that she will be hitting one soon and have no idea where this year has gone. My baby is growing up way too quickly.


Cadence pre-haircutCadence post-haircut

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Safe Keeping

It would seem to be an ordinary afternoon like many I've walked through before. Girls are napping upstairs, while I'm on the main floor picking up, organizing the kitchen and about to make dinner. As I was looking at our already small kitchen space, I knew our countertop needed some reassessment. Actually, it was probably more of my need to rearrange items to obtain a sense of newness without purchasing anything.

So as I was cleaning on the counters, sink, appliances and such, I saw the coffee machine sitting there taking up space. You see, we have an espresso machine, which I use ritualistically every morning. I was sure we made a pot of coffee when people came over a couple months back and never put back in storage.

However, before moving it to storage I needed to clean it, which would entail checking the filter basket to ensure a science project wasn't brewing on a forgotten pile of coffee grounds.

Now enter culprit monkey pants into the story.

As I opened the lid, I was surprised to see something completely opposite of grounds. But what I saw made me chuckle and smile, as I remembered Veronica helping me in the kitchen to make some food the previous week. I also recalled Veronica touching the toaster and checking out the safety of the buttons on these gadgets. I also remembered there being some mini muffin liners sitting on the counter, which obviously makes a 2 1/2 year old think they need to be put somewhere safe, like a coffee filter basket.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Twin Lakes



We had a wonderful time in Eastern Washington at Ben's grandparents cabin. We had no cell phone or internet service, which was lovely. Grandparents, Auntie Mimi & Uncle Bob to give extra love to the girls. Mommy getting to sleep in and only have to put one daughter to bed for naps (somedays I didn't have to put either of them to bed).

I got to make some yummy food (something I love being able to do, while the relatives watched the girls).


We got to go swimming,

ride in the boat (in more ways than one),

pick the best raspberries I've ever tasted


& simply relax.

Sounds wonderful doesn't it?! Unfortunately, it wasn't completely blissful as I'm stating. There is only a certain amount of relaxation a mommy can have being on vacation with two little ones running (or should I say one running and the other one almost crawling) around & still nursing the 9 month old. A vacation for a mommy would mean no kids, because when you're with your kids (even with grandparent help, which they were), you simply cannot pull yourself out of your mommy duties. As I was explaining this to Ben (bless his soul), I don't think daddy's fully understand all what we mommy's are thinking about when it comes to the nitty gritty of everyday life of kid stuff.



If you're a mama (or if you once had little ones who are much older) of little ones than you can relate. You think about nutrition even on vacation..."is he or she getting enough greens to stay regular?" You think about bedtimes even on vacation (especially when they're still on naps)..."even if they go to bed at 8:30pm they still wake up at 6:00 am and everyone will be miserable." You think about discipline on vacation..."just because we are on vacation doesn't mean manners & obedience go out the window." The problem with mommy vacation with kids is...WE DON'T STOP THINKING! It's not that I don't want a break from it, but it's part of my role in this whole storyline. Sure, I could let nutrition fly out the window as Ben would say, " a couple days won't hurt her," but that doesn't sit right with me (are there any moms nodding yet, while dads or grandparents might be saying, "take a chill pill!"). But what's worst of all is when a whole new dilemma gets thrown in and thickens the plot line. It's that dilemma, which is unforeseeable no matter the pre-planning involved.

I like to call it, "I won't be eating polenta or roasted red peppers for quite some time, because I was up at 1:00am puking them up-sort-of-unforeseeable-dilemma/conflict-in-the-storyline." Yes my friends, puking and the other undesirable from the other end is where my vacation ended for me. Everything was fine Thursday evening, until I got up to go to bed. I mentioned to Ben that I wasn't feeling very well, but thought, "Oh, I just need to sleep." Wrong I was, as the thunder & lightening were crashing across the sky--there my stomach was following suit.

Although I was miserable thinking about death & child labor (I always think about death while I'm sick & how I don't want anymore kids because of the pain, I'm a bit of a melodramatic) in the wee hours of the night, I was also praying that my girls wouldn't get this sickness. It's amazing how you can be sitting on the toilet in total depravity while puking your guts out and the mama brain & heart immediately goes to your children's safety. No matter how much I hate being sick, I am willing to be the scape goat for my girls. I also am amazed at how my melodrama meter (on a scale from 1-10) has gone from a nine in my formative years to a one to two in having children.

I still had a baby to nurse. I still had a big girl to smile at and let her know I loved her. I still had to be mama, which caused me to force myself to get better. I was lucky to have Gramma & Pawga Scellick there to take Veronica with them back to Ellensburg, while Ben, Cadence & I stayed at the cabin (3 1/2 hours NE of Ellensburg) to see when I would get better. I woke up from another nap feeling better, not 100%, or even 80%, but better, and I told Ben that we should get everything packed up to go. I'm so glad we did, because it so happened that the bug left after 24 hours.

We did have a great time all in all and I have to go back to full time mommy duty at 6:00 am tomorrow, which means I better end this soon and crawl into bed, because one thing's for sure...my girl's take the meaning, "it's always best to clock in five minutes before your shift starts!"

Cadence staring adoringly at her Grandpa.


Veronica calls this her crazy hair and typically refuses to pull it back.

She lets me pull it back while she's eating as to not get food in her hair; but, look at that beautiful face you can see under the crazy hair.


Saturday, August 15, 2009

Fun Times with Auntie Mimi




We were so lucky to have our lovely Auntie Mimi come and visit on a Saturday a couple weeks back. Isn't it funny how before having children we would simply call Auntie Mimi by her name, Amber, but now we refer to her as "our" Auntie Mimi. Much like Ben and I refer to one another as mommy & daddy. Yes, well, we had a chill day and ended our time with going to Zuanich Park, where Veronica thoroughly enjoyed playing on the playground.

We were able to pull her away from the playground to walk around the playground, and even go to the "bridge" (as Veronica called it) that led to the dock. She was reluctant to leave the playground, but once she went on the bridge she of course didn't want to leave the bridge (young children and their capacity to change interests instantaneously).


Veronica also has a love for piggies. Piggies [pig-ee]: verb, to ride on mommy's back over & over for endless delight. I gave her a piggyback ride, but our big little girl can last only so long on my back. And then Auntie Mimi offered to give her a piggy.


Veronica had fun giving pats to Auntie Mimi's head. She also let Auntie Mimi put a ponytail in her hair, which is hard for mommy to do, but I guess she wanted to be like her Auntie. She even posed for the camera and gave kisses to her auntie. I can say it's because she loves her Auntie Mimi a lot.




We love our Auntie Mimi and we know Cadence is going to have as much fun with her as Veronica does; in fact, the next morning when Veronica woke up she asked Ben, "Play with Auntie Mimi today?" Yes, she loves her auntie!

Friday, August 7, 2009

Two is Better than One



I love my friends and look forward to time spent with them. It's especially wonderful when my girls aren't present, so I can have a conversation without interruption. Another thing I enjoy about friendship is how varied they are in my life. Certain friends bring different gifts to the table. There are those that know me to my core (old friends that I can pick up where I left off), those that I can call up to watch a girly movie with, those that would go shopping with me, those that I can get rational perspective, those that bring out the creative side in me, those that are my encouragement through & through, and so many more.

One aspect of friendship which amazes me is how I'm friends with people who are my complete opposite, but they tend to bless me beyond what I could ever dream. My all-time friend Veronica, who lives in San Diego, is that person in my life. We've been friends since before elementary school and share so many stories together. I'm extremely blessed by our friendship, because I know we'll always be friends, despite distance or differences. I never realized exactly how different we are until I met my friend Biz.

Ben and I and Biz & her husband Derrick were apart of the same small group after we got married. We were all involved in CCF in college. We were in the same Pre-Engagement class as well. However, we didn't really get to know one another till post-college. I remember wondering if Biz & I would become good friends, because I saw all the differences in us. However, God is good and the differences are what makes a great friendship at times. Plus, I have soon realized how much Veronica & Biz are actually alike, but I never saw it because I had simply always been friends with Veronica.

Well, all that to say and now Biz's daughter and mine are in a growing friendship (as much as 2 1/2 year olds can have) and it's super sweet to observe. The girls are 5 weeks apart in age and they couldn't be any more different from one another as Biz and I are different. I love it though and hope for a budding friendship that they value & cherish. As we were leaving their house one summer day, Veronica exhaled deeply while gazing out the window and sighed, "Bye Bye Adri, Bye Bye....Oh, I love her so much!" Well said, Veronica!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Reaching

Our little Cadence is in the reaching for everything mode. I don't want her to start crawling anytime soon, because that would mean for some hectic times around this house, but it could come much more quickly than with Veronica.


She is a very funny girl. In fact, she has a lot of similarities to a puppy or a kitten. When I'm holding her, she'll stare up at me and out of nowhere swat at my face with her hand. Then, on those instances where she does get a grip of my face, she practically tears my face off. She can also put her whole leg behind her head. So when she was nursing the other day she was staring at me, reaching for my face with her hand, while raising her left foot to her ear and started to move her toes in a scratching motion. It was like when a dog scratches their hind ears, that's Cadence.

Here are some pictures to enjoy!