As I walked into my bathroom yesterday morning, I realized the "joys" of living with not only little kids, but living with boys! If it were not for my teenage stepdaughter, I would have no other estrogen in my house. I looked into my tub, and saw dinosaurs, boats, cars, and superheros littered on the floor and inside the tub. The weird part of seeing all of these items is that this is not their bathroom,they have their own. They picked out this vibrantly green paint to use on the wall, and decorated it in a Spongebob-Underwater sort of thing. I think they spend more time in my bathroom than they do their own.
The previous day, I watched them as they were bathing in their bathroom, I watched them play their little boy games and saw them pretending. I thought back to my childhood, when my sister used to take a bath. It seemed that we were in that tub for hours, pretending with every ounce of our being, with the little toys we had. We would play with the soap, the tub stopper, anything we could get our little hands on. It made me realize how different being a boy and being a girl is. There are so many things I want my boys to be interested in, but I have to remember that they are BOYS and just because I think its cool, it may not be to them.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Pictures
I think that it was on a tv show, but it has been stuck in my head for a while now. There was a man who took wayyy to many pictures of his child, he captured everything that this child was doing, on a daily basis. As previously stated, I do not remember where I heard this, but the information has been with me, embedded into my brain. The person who was advising the man told him to take the camera and put it down, live as a parent and not as a photographer.
I think it is easy some times to capture what our children are doing, through film. While we are filming we are missing so much behind the lens. The children want to experience life, and want their parents or caregivers to be there for them, in case they are scared or have something fun to share.
I tend to take a lot of pictures because I have no pictures of myself when I was young, I think my sister does the same thing. As well, I think that it is easy to take an abundant amount of pictures because technology allows people to do so.
I think it is easy some times to capture what our children are doing, through film. While we are filming we are missing so much behind the lens. The children want to experience life, and want their parents or caregivers to be there for them, in case they are scared or have something fun to share.
I tend to take a lot of pictures because I have no pictures of myself when I was young, I think my sister does the same thing. As well, I think that it is easy to take an abundant amount of pictures because technology allows people to do so.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Common Denominator? Its.....Me!
Elijah is fascinated with GOD and Jesus. He has told me repeatedly that God tells him secrets in his ear, and talks to him when he is sleeping. He also told me that God writes your name down, and then your mommy's name, and then you are born a human. I take that as his take on predestined birth.
Today has been a struggle with both of the boys. Elijah has been home since 2:30 and we have been toughing it out for the last five hours! Peyton got home somewhere around 4:00 this afternoon, due to delays, but even in the last 3 hours and 40 mins we have been butting heads. Peyton missed his 3:15 appointment due to the lack of planning on my part. I was unable to take him to the Ped, and should have known that when I set the appointment. But some small thought in the back of my mind thought I could pull it off, but alas that was untrue.
In the middle of dinner, the boys barber came over to give them a haircut, which totally distracted them. Peyton has picture day tomorrow, which I am not looking forward to, since both boys suck at posed pictures.
An overheard prayer from Elijah "Dear God, I want you to give us some snow. Make it winter again, and bring us more snow. So I can play a snow fight with my brother! Amen"
He is currently doing his homework and singing "North Americo, North Americo, that is the name of my continent." So I asked the following questions and these were his responses.
City:Albany
State: Georgia
Country: United States
Continent: North Americo
Planet: Earth
Galaxy: Power Ranger Galaxy Rescue
Today has been a struggle with both of the boys. Elijah has been home since 2:30 and we have been toughing it out for the last five hours! Peyton got home somewhere around 4:00 this afternoon, due to delays, but even in the last 3 hours and 40 mins we have been butting heads. Peyton missed his 3:15 appointment due to the lack of planning on my part. I was unable to take him to the Ped, and should have known that when I set the appointment. But some small thought in the back of my mind thought I could pull it off, but alas that was untrue.
In the middle of dinner, the boys barber came over to give them a haircut, which totally distracted them. Peyton has picture day tomorrow, which I am not looking forward to, since both boys suck at posed pictures.
An overheard prayer from Elijah "Dear God, I want you to give us some snow. Make it winter again, and bring us more snow. So I can play a snow fight with my brother! Amen"
He is currently doing his homework and singing "North Americo, North Americo, that is the name of my continent." So I asked the following questions and these were his responses.
City:Albany
State: Georgia
Country: United States
Continent: North Americo
Planet: Earth
Galaxy: Power Ranger Galaxy Rescue
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Every Moment Worth It
It certainly has been a long while since I have written or even visited this blog. I wish that I could say that all is well and that the boys were all peachy keen, and perfect angels. Of course they are angels :), but they are little kids and boys none the less, so their little horns do come out every once in a while. By that I mean daily!
Elijah is in Kindergarten and he is a busy little kid if I have ever seen one. He has so much homework to do, nightly. I never knew that a kindergartner had so much to do and learn. But there are plenty of standards that the children have to meet and/or exceed. Elijah started the year off a little bit rough, could not focus too well, and his work was a reflection of this.After more testing, a lot of talking, a lot of thinking, I decided to allow Elijah to start medication. Although I was apprehensive regarding medicating my child, I figured that he deserved a chance. He was struggling in school, and Kindy is, of course, the foundation to the next 12 years of his life. I did not want take the chance of prohibiting him from going on the path in which he needs to go.
So since Oct (I think) he has been on Ritalin. And to be brutally honest it was scary the first day, he had a huge headache, and had a belly ache. I was so scared and could not keep my eye off of him for a moment.The next day he sat at the dining room table and colored from 9am till 1:30pm. WOW!!!!! It has been up hill since that day. There are still days where the active Elijah overtakes the focused Elijah, but even those days are not that bad.
He is doing AMAZING in school. I had a parent teacher conference the week before his spring break, and I was flabbergasted what I found out. I saw the types of reading materials and to my amazement they were on a lower level than we have been reading at home. At home Elijah is reading Dr. Seuss kind of books, at school there are a lot less words and a lot less story.
We are working at home on spelling, writing, reading, and math. He repeatedly informs me that he is going to be a Mythbuster or a Firefighter. As well he tells me, daily, that he loves math and science. I sure hope so, because his mommy sucks at it.
I could not be any prouder of him. I truly love this boy and am so grateful to have such a wonderful son!!
Peyton is a dear, he is the sweetest, most kind child I have ever had the privilege of knowing. And I know a lot of children :) There is not a day that goes by that he does not ask how one of his cousins or aunts or uncles are doing. And despite my mother being a horrible grandparent, he adores and loves her with immense emotion.
I am watching him play with Tristin, a little boy his age, who lives across the street from us. Tristin fell off of his bike and Peyton was the only child to help him get up AND help him stand his bike back up. That little boy is extremely mean to him, and often makes him cry.
Peyton is such a smart little cookie, I am so sooo soo sooo proud of him. He never stops talking, and his is incredibly creative and inventive. He is a bright, goofy, handsome little three year old with so much potential. Elijah often gets upset with his little brother because Peyton loves and adores him and wants nothing more than Eli's approval.
They get along as well as a five and three year old set of boys could possible get along. Could be worse, could be better. They tend to fight over simple things, and stick together during the big things. They can team up very well, and can be persuasive. Elijah and Peyton somehow managed to cut out Steak N Shake coupons (for grilled cheese sandwiches, fries and a drink all for 2.99) and convinced us to take them there. The highlight of their efforts was when they pulled money out of their pockets and told us that they could buy it themselves.
We did take them to Steak N Shake, and they had a ball ordering their own food, getting their own bill and paying for it with their money, and they even left a small tip. I loved experiencing that with them, seeing that my teaching them generosity, persistence, and need for a good milk shake, was not in vain!
My world has changed since I became a mother; the ups, downs, in betweens, stresses, laughs, tickles, arguments, debates, sleepless nights and hugs, makes every moment worth it.
Elijah is in Kindergarten and he is a busy little kid if I have ever seen one. He has so much homework to do, nightly. I never knew that a kindergartner had so much to do and learn. But there are plenty of standards that the children have to meet and/or exceed. Elijah started the year off a little bit rough, could not focus too well, and his work was a reflection of this.After more testing, a lot of talking, a lot of thinking, I decided to allow Elijah to start medication. Although I was apprehensive regarding medicating my child, I figured that he deserved a chance. He was struggling in school, and Kindy is, of course, the foundation to the next 12 years of his life. I did not want take the chance of prohibiting him from going on the path in which he needs to go.
So since Oct (I think) he has been on Ritalin. And to be brutally honest it was scary the first day, he had a huge headache, and had a belly ache. I was so scared and could not keep my eye off of him for a moment.The next day he sat at the dining room table and colored from 9am till 1:30pm. WOW!!!!! It has been up hill since that day. There are still days where the active Elijah overtakes the focused Elijah, but even those days are not that bad.
He is doing AMAZING in school. I had a parent teacher conference the week before his spring break, and I was flabbergasted what I found out. I saw the types of reading materials and to my amazement they were on a lower level than we have been reading at home. At home Elijah is reading Dr. Seuss kind of books, at school there are a lot less words and a lot less story.
We are working at home on spelling, writing, reading, and math. He repeatedly informs me that he is going to be a Mythbuster or a Firefighter. As well he tells me, daily, that he loves math and science. I sure hope so, because his mommy sucks at it.
I could not be any prouder of him. I truly love this boy and am so grateful to have such a wonderful son!!
Peyton is a dear, he is the sweetest, most kind child I have ever had the privilege of knowing. And I know a lot of children :) There is not a day that goes by that he does not ask how one of his cousins or aunts or uncles are doing. And despite my mother being a horrible grandparent, he adores and loves her with immense emotion.
I am watching him play with Tristin, a little boy his age, who lives across the street from us. Tristin fell off of his bike and Peyton was the only child to help him get up AND help him stand his bike back up. That little boy is extremely mean to him, and often makes him cry.
Peyton is such a smart little cookie, I am so sooo soo sooo proud of him. He never stops talking, and his is incredibly creative and inventive. He is a bright, goofy, handsome little three year old with so much potential. Elijah often gets upset with his little brother because Peyton loves and adores him and wants nothing more than Eli's approval.
They get along as well as a five and three year old set of boys could possible get along. Could be worse, could be better. They tend to fight over simple things, and stick together during the big things. They can team up very well, and can be persuasive. Elijah and Peyton somehow managed to cut out Steak N Shake coupons (for grilled cheese sandwiches, fries and a drink all for 2.99) and convinced us to take them there. The highlight of their efforts was when they pulled money out of their pockets and told us that they could buy it themselves.
We did take them to Steak N Shake, and they had a ball ordering their own food, getting their own bill and paying for it with their money, and they even left a small tip. I loved experiencing that with them, seeing that my teaching them generosity, persistence, and need for a good milk shake, was not in vain!
My world has changed since I became a mother; the ups, downs, in betweens, stresses, laughs, tickles, arguments, debates, sleepless nights and hugs, makes every moment worth it.
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