Tuesday, January 27, 2009

This at the age of one...

For the girls 1st birthday, my sister Judy, gave them some really pretty, girly, sparkly shoes. One pair is pink and the other is gold.  Well, the pink is the favorite by far.  I actually witnessed Maggie trying to physically remove the shoes from Ally's feet.  I can tell you, Ally puts up one heck of a fight!!!!


So, the next day they switched shoes and this is what happened.    Do one year olds have a preference for shoe color this soon? Watch the videos and you decide.

 

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Maybe there is hope?

that is, for playing a musical instrument.  Wyatt has always loved the guitar, keyboard and drums.  We encourage him any time he wants to play.  He even has a floating xylophone.  The girls, just picked up Wyatt's recorder and started playing.  In fact, they were able to produce a sound before Wyatt could do so on a consistent basis.  As for the parents, Jim plays a little bit of everything and does so good; I took about a year of piano.  I think every wish for a parent is that their child will be able to do something musically, sing or play an instrument.  Well, I believe we have hope (even though it is only a recorder; I can have my dream, right?)

PS  Wyatt is anti video picture taking now.  


Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Is this MY child?

For the past year or so, we haven't left the house much.  Now I know why.  In an effort to enhance my kids social skills I joined a Mom's group much like the one I LOVED in FL.   Wyatt needs to learn to share and interact, I know that.   Ground rules were laid before we left, no pushing, no pulling, hitting etc., etc.  Be nice, obey Mommy, let girls go first.  The place was an indoor play tube area much cleaner bigger and quieter than a McD's.  We arrived, I had all the kids dressed, fed and in the car by 10am (I was even showered).  Huge accomplishment.  The only thing left behind was Wyatt's good attitude.  He pushed, he lost his socks, he refused to share, he whined, he screamed!  This was all before lunch.  So, we decide to go have a bite to eat with another mom with 2 kids the same age as my three.  Perfect, 3 year old boy for Wyatt and 1 year old girl for Maggie and Ally.  Girls were wonderful.   Nightmare began, he was one of those kids that I swore I would never have.  Wouldn't sit down and eat (huge pet peeve of mine, you must sit while you eat), rolling on couches, grabbing others food, bothering his sisters, spilling water everywhere, grabbing chips from the shelves.  That was the easy part, the child that begged to leave earlier decided he didn't want to leave and wasn't going to leave!  I just endured a 30 minute screaming, kicking, crying, threatening 3 year old, and that was all him. I may never make friends, is military school an option at this age?

Of course then he falls asleep cuddled with his teddy bear and says, "I love you, Mommy".  The trials of a strong minded 3 year old, and that is putting it mildly!  

Sunday, January 18, 2009

The games twins play

They thought of this all by themselves.  So cute!