I can not believe it is just three weeks (and 1 day) until the girls start school. I don't know what I will do with all my time (get a job...I hope). I seem to be looking forward to it. Grandma and Grandpa are sending new backpacks for the first day, which may be what they are really looking forward to.
I guess the first day is one of those things that the parents are looking forward to and dreading all at the same time. When they start, they will no longer be little kids. Those "easy" days are done.
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
TarMarket and Polar Bears
For some reason that I am unable to explain, Z believes that the name of Target is TarMarket. I do not know why, but that is what she calls it. Yesterday on our way to Target, it was a bit grey and cold. Z picked out a pair of shorts and a summer dress. M said to her that she needed a pair of tights to do under the shorts because it was too cold to just wear that.
Z was very quick to reply with, "Mamma, I swam in ice water in Sweden." Which is a very true statement (both her and I did, we had to push the huge ice blocks out of the way before we could get into the water). How can on argue with that. She got to wear her shorts without tights.
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Z was very quick to reply with, "Mamma, I swam in ice water in Sweden." Which is a very true statement (both her and I did, we had to push the huge ice blocks out of the way before we could get into the water). How can on argue with that. She got to wear her shorts without tights.
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Friday, February 25, 2011
Morning People
I am a morning person, I love to get up in the morning and get started. In fact, my most productive part of the day (when I went to the office for work) was when between 6 and 8:30 am, before anyone arrived.
Now, N is a morning person too. She is usually the first person out of bed and almost always in a happy mood. She wants to share her share her good mood with everyone. She sings, gives lots of hugs and kisses, dances and talks a mile a minute.
Here is the issue, I am a quiet morning person and she is a LOUD morning person. They do not go together, it is like oil and water. The level of noise in the morning is enough to drive me crazy (actually, it does drive me crazy). It puts me in a bad mood before breakfast is ever served. Oh, how can two morning people be so different.
I am a morning person, I love to get up in the morning and get started. In fact, my most productive part of the day (when I went to the office for work) was when between 6 and 8:30 am, before anyone arrived.
Now, N is a morning person too. She is usually the first person out of bed and almost always in a happy mood. She wants to share her share her good mood with everyone. She sings, gives lots of hugs and kisses, dances and talks a mile a minute.
Here is the issue, I am a quiet morning person and she is a LOUD morning person. They do not go together, it is like oil and water. The level of noise in the morning is enough to drive me crazy (actually, it does drive me crazy). It puts me in a bad mood before breakfast is ever served. Oh, how can two morning people be so different.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Kids Say the Darnest Things
M just got back from yet another trip to Oxford. While she was gone the girls and I just on with everyday life. The night before M was suppose to come home, she talked to both girls and explained that she was coming home the next day. The next morning we were sitting at the breakfast table (which happens to be the same as the lunch and dinner table) when we saw a picture of an airplane and said "Mamma plane today."
When M got home (at 3:30 in the morning), I asked her if she explained to N that she would be taking a plane that day. She said that she just explained to N that she was coming home from England. That means that N understood in order to travel from England, one would have to take a plane (yes, I know there are different options, but whatever). Once again the kids impress me.
M just got back from yet another trip to Oxford. While she was gone the girls and I just on with everyday life. The night before M was suppose to come home, she talked to both girls and explained that she was coming home the next day. The next morning we were sitting at the breakfast table (which happens to be the same as the lunch and dinner table) when we saw a picture of an airplane and said "Mamma plane today."
When M got home (at 3:30 in the morning), I asked her if she explained to N that she would be taking a plane that day. She said that she just explained to N that she was coming home from England. That means that N understood in order to travel from England, one would have to take a plane (yes, I know there are different options, but whatever). Once again the kids impress me.
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Travel To Texas
I would love to say that the travel to Texas was smooth as can be, but I would be lying. I can say that the travel to the airport went smoothly. The long term parking worked great. In fact, better then expected. Check-in to the flight was fine. We managed to get the bulkhead seats to Philadelphia, always nice. The plane looked as though it was going to leave on time, they even asked for all people traveling in first class or people traveling with children to line up. Which we of course all did (giving up our seats). Then we continued to stand in line for the next 2 hours and 30 minutes. It was miserable! Can you imagine standing in line with two kids under the age of two for that long- through lunch time and through nap time? They finally brought out a snack at the very same time that they started to board. So we did not even get one. Once on, the flight went well, meaning no real problems. N wanted to roam around and Z wanted to be walked around, so neither of us got to sit pretty much at all during the flight.
Since we left 2 hours and 30 minutes late, of course we arrived late. The ironic part is that we paid extra to have a shorter layover in Philadelphia- 1 hour and 45 minutes. Add to the problems that I got called in for an extra security check (I think that the first security guy was having a bad day), and that we were switching airlines, the chances that we were going to make our flight was slim to none. The American Airlines flight was several hours late, so the wonderful girl ran us through security and we were the very last people to sit on the plane. We literally had to run to get onto the plane before the doors closed. The girls slept the entire way there. When we finally arrived at DFW (3 hours late), we had to circle over and over because of bad weather. Finally we were given a window to land and a bumpy landing it was.
Out to the baggage carousel we go, knowing that our bags would be there waiting and my parents there with a big smile on their faces. Neither of them happened. We know our bags were not going to make it on the flight, though the guys at American did not want to help until they were sure. The parents read the arrival board and it said that we were going to be landing in 15 minutes.
In the end, after only 24 hours of traveling, we arrived at the parent’s house.
I would love to say that the travel to Texas was smooth as can be, but I would be lying. I can say that the travel to the airport went smoothly. The long term parking worked great. In fact, better then expected. Check-in to the flight was fine. We managed to get the bulkhead seats to Philadelphia, always nice. The plane looked as though it was going to leave on time, they even asked for all people traveling in first class or people traveling with children to line up. Which we of course all did (giving up our seats). Then we continued to stand in line for the next 2 hours and 30 minutes. It was miserable! Can you imagine standing in line with two kids under the age of two for that long- through lunch time and through nap time? They finally brought out a snack at the very same time that they started to board. So we did not even get one. Once on, the flight went well, meaning no real problems. N wanted to roam around and Z wanted to be walked around, so neither of us got to sit pretty much at all during the flight.
Since we left 2 hours and 30 minutes late, of course we arrived late. The ironic part is that we paid extra to have a shorter layover in Philadelphia- 1 hour and 45 minutes. Add to the problems that I got called in for an extra security check (I think that the first security guy was having a bad day), and that we were switching airlines, the chances that we were going to make our flight was slim to none. The American Airlines flight was several hours late, so the wonderful girl ran us through security and we were the very last people to sit on the plane. We literally had to run to get onto the plane before the doors closed. The girls slept the entire way there. When we finally arrived at DFW (3 hours late), we had to circle over and over because of bad weather. Finally we were given a window to land and a bumpy landing it was.
Out to the baggage carousel we go, knowing that our bags would be there waiting and my parents there with a big smile on their faces. Neither of them happened. We know our bags were not going to make it on the flight, though the guys at American did not want to help until they were sure. The parents read the arrival board and it said that we were going to be landing in 15 minutes.
In the end, after only 24 hours of traveling, we arrived at the parent’s house.
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