School Updates and Such

Wyatt still doesn't really care for school but he's been a bit more accepting. On a Monday he will ask "How many more days of school left." I'd reply "5." On a Wednesday he would ask, "How many more days left?" I'd reply "2." On a Friday he would say "Today is the last day then how many days off of school?" I'd reply "2." He would then shoot his arms up in there air and yell "Whoo Hoo!" Its been like that for a few weeks now. Pretty funny that at the tender age of 5 he has learned to seriously appreciate his weekends. Is 5 too young to be dreading a school/work week and counting down the days till the weekend? I keep telling him that he's going to be in school till he has a Doctorate so he better stop counting now.

Emma is well. She has finally started to put 2 word combo's together. Ya know, for as much as I talk and read to these kids, you'd think that their speech would be the first thing to develop and excel?

Something about M. I think that there is a satellite radio that is piped into her brain playing a little ditty. That girl

will just be walking along... stop... give a little bounce, jingle with some deep shoulder action... then go about her merry way. Strangest damn thing. If you tell her "shimmy shimmy" She will do something that looks like the twist and she'll do it all the way to the floor. Too darn cute. I think... dance lessons for Christmas? If anything it would give her an outlet for her overflowing dance/wiggle/shimmy energy.

Other things. Mum and her dog (who has shat on my Persian Rug... not once... but twice...) has come to stay with us for a bit. It has been interesting. Let's pray mum can get hired soon. Pray Hard. Very Hard. Very, very hard. If you're not the praying kind.... drink... drink a lot for me.

Thank You!

Kindergarten

Wyatt is officially a Kindergarten student!

We took him to the school's open house (the day before the 1st day) and he loved his classroom, was excited he recognized another kid and when we asked him what he thought of his new school, he said, "It's Perrrrfect!"

He was nearly jumping out of his skin with excitement the morning of his first day.

Emma and I got him all settled into his room and I gave him a hug and kiss (which I had to ask for... he was too busy playing for it to be offered)

I started to walk out of the building and Emma started to panic "Y?" "Y?" By the time we got to the car she was in full pout mode...

And I was in full cry mode...

Yeah ok... I thought I wouldn't cry, but damn it. I know it's cliche but ... where exactly did the time go? Kindergarten? Really? Already? That snuck up fast.

I picked him up over 6 hours later...

He was mad. "School was TOO LONG! I don't want to come back here EVER AGAIN! We were supposed to have free toy time... that's why I told them we should NEVER have gone on the scavenger hunt!"

About an hour of yelling and screaming I found out that A scavenger hunt of the school ran long and they did not get to have free toy time at the end of the day, that was on schedule. He was PISSED! And he thinks the days are entirely too long. He's right though. 8:05 to 2:50 is a heck of a long day for a 5 year old. 11am lunch, 12 to 12:25 rest time?? Its a lot.

He's been in school for 4 days and each day he's told me that the day is too long. But by today (the 4th day) I think he's getting used to it.

Thinkin' Halloween

I'm already in full Halloween mindset mode. I was wanting to hand make costumes this year and I need more lead-time than the average crafty mom (which I totally am not) My mother in law is awesome and said she'd like to make Emma's costume this year. Yay! Wyatt is a bit more difficult. Thank the Lord that he has not suggested "Thomas the Train" for a 3rd year in a row. No no no..... First we have
"A carrot."
"A Carrot ? Wyatt, who do you know that has been a carrot costume before?"
"A man from Russia."
"A man from Russia?"
"Yea, and he came to Racine to trick or treat all the candy, then went back over to Russia and called everyone in Racine to tell them thank you for all the candy. Then he put the phone back on the charger. So yea, I want to be a carrot."
"Oooooook."

Then.... we have...
"A Circle."
"Just a plain circle?"
"No, I'd like to be a big yellow circle."
"Ok, so a smiley face?"
"urgggh, No! Just a big yellow circle."
"Alrighty then."

So that's what I have to work with. Any suggestions ?
Ha!

Summer Flew by

Baby Emma is now Two. (Emma, mommy has a letter to you about turning 2 in her journal... read it when you are older, k? Thanks.)

She is finally spewing out vocabulary is random bursts. Not quite sentence forming yet, but we are working on it. It occurs to me that Im not doing nearly the amount of projects with her that I did with Wyatt at this age. I've come to realize its because Im holding onto her being a "baby" and Babies don't use glue...

Something I need to get over and fix straight away.

Emma is very monkey see monkey do these days. She wants to do everything she sees big kids to including jump from the high point of playground equipment. The day when she has a sense of fear instilled in her isn't coming soon enough for my taste.

But yet, it keeps me on my toes in a heart attack inducing sort of way...

My Wyatt will be starting full day Kindergarten next week. I'm not ready... he is. I don't think I will cry, but I will feel a resounding sadness and I'm not exactly sure why. I still look at him as if he's a baby and Babies don't go to full day kindergarten....

The summer has been very unstructured and relaxed. I figure once school starts Wyatt will have plenty of structure, so why not have a lazy summer, right ?

The one thing he's asking to do still is "go to a water park" he'll probably get that labor day weekend though.

I've been keeping a journal of all the things the kids do/say when they say/do it so I don't forget between journal posts. Then I had surgery and couldn't descend the stairs (stomach cut open in 8 places) and haven't been able to write at all. I'll have to bring my journal down here and make a whole post on Wyatt quips and Emma follies these past 2 months.

Till then...Ta

This is Wyatt after his summer haircut. HE WANTED IT SPIKEY! When the lady actually did it, he was super brassed off!

This is Lil Miss M on her 2nd Birthday. Wearing a handmade birthday dress by TiTi Lisa.

Epiphany!

I had a surge of genius!
I'm going to grow up to be a baker!
There now. A plan. Step 2 is producing money for culinary school.
That in mind.... I should be a professional baker sometime between the age of 50 and my death.

Preschool Graduate

Wyatt is a Preschool Graduate. Yay! (of course that happened weeks before I posted, but hey, I've been busy) They had a cute little singing program, where Wyatt wiggled a tad, but mostly kept his mouth closed tight during the singing. But he was pleased and proud as punch when they called his name and he went down to get his little completion certificate!

We've went ahead and lowered our houses price by 2k. That was a Saturday. I'm busy getting the house back in show shape now. I'm started to get a little more worried each day there isn't a showing. My goal is to just be in a new place by the time Wyatt has to start school. I really don't want to pluck him out midyear because the house sold, ya know? Although, Wyatt is a very extroverted, go with the flow kind of kid. He may do just fine with an abrupt move and school change. Maybe I'm not giving that kid enough credit.

Emma, my little fearless one. You'll be 2 in a few short weeks here. Good God how that went fast! This girl has given me a run for my money. My little Fully clothed lake diver...

And then she realized it was COLD! .....

Wyatt... being of the cautious mind... stayed perfectly dry on shore...

Holy Crow

Has it really been a month since my last post? Yikes.
I've recently discovered that I liked reading... actual books.... so that's taken up a lot of my free time.
Anyway...

Emma was evaluated for speech. It appears she is comprehending a few months ahead of her age but speaking 2 months behind her age. Speech therapist said that the speaking WILL catch up and that shes not worried. Seriously, neither was I.

I woke up to Wyatt's shining little face.
"Mommy, can you give me some chores to do so I can earn money for my wallet"
"Um... Ok, what are you going to do with that money in your wallet?"
"Save it for my college education."

Good boy..... good boy....

House selling is going slow. A huge rush of showings, now nothing for 2+ good weeks. I'm not all that worried yet, its been a month. I'll worry the end of July, then I'll probably drop the price 2000 or better. We'll see, this is so freakin' stressful. I haven't even registered Wyatt for kindergarten yet cause I have no idea where we will be living. As well as not registering for summer activities for the same reason. Oh well... the kid is about to embark on his first year of formal education. I think he's earned this summer off.

Wow.

I've been instructed by Emma's Ped to have her re-evaluated for speech. Apparently, Emma should be putting more words together. She is not although her vocabulary continues to grow. I don't know. There's still a big part of me that is relaxed and thinks she'll get around to it and there's that other side of me thats constantly telling me that everything I do will screw up my kids one way or another.

Yay for split personalities

Wyatt is doing great, except for this horrid back talk spewing out from his mouth like word vomit. God I hope that ends soon. Its really really embarrassing in public.

Wyatt was outside playing with Em and her play date when my brother gf ushered him inside the house for punishment....

Me: "Wyatt, Ms. Randa says you threw a rock at the girls. Did you throw a rock?"

Wyatt: "Why don't you both (me and Ms. Randa) just go back outside mom"

The back talk is always well calculated and calm, which really really pisses me off further.

Let me think of goods........
Emma- more words are continuing to come every day & shes super affectionate lately.

Wyatt- He's actually starting to fill in a while coloring page, not just one or two lines down the middle. To look at his work from the beginning of the school year and now, its a huge change.

We are getting a lot of showings on the house. We've had about 6 in the last week and a half. I'm told that's good. They are all saying the same things though. "House is adorable, cute as a button... but the bedrooms are too small."

Some pics I've been meaning to show.

Update

Whew, rummage sale out of the way almost made 700... its almost embarrassing that I had that much shit. And still have more. Hey, it beats sticking it all in a landfill right ?
The house is 90% done. Just need to paint one more thing, put up the trim in the bedroom and clean clean clean! Realtor is coming over at the end of the week to take pics and put up "the sign."

I feel super shitty that Wyatt had off all week, as did Randy and all we did "fun" was go to gymnastics and Chuck E Cheese. Randy and I were just so busy getting this stuff done. I feel extremely bad. I feel like I haven't seen my kids all week even though they were right there? Know what I mean ? I really do feel though that by doing all this repair, primping, painting that it will pay off in the long run. Maybe a quick sell with minimal bitching. That's what I'm hoping.

Easter came and went, I'll get pics up soon as I locate the camera.

Ooooh Emma can now say "Bubble, I-et (Wyatt), GO!!, poopy, grandma and pa ! woot! words! finally! Now lets put 2 together kid!

Wyatt, hopefully you wont have a memory of this period of time when mom and dad barely played with you while we got the house ready. I only say that because it really breaks my heart when you walk around the house saying "Nobody can afford to play with me" Seriously. My heart bleeds and I'll make it up to you.

Going on week 3 of not seeing my kitchen table.... can't do that crap much longer.

I can honestly say now that "it's getting there"

Anyway....

A rare moment of sibling sweetness

Oh. We are 90% sure that we are headed for Norfolk, VA in August. The other 10% is reserved for the possibility of Randy making Chief. (We will know that by July 31st) If he does in fact make Chief, he will be given a new set of orders to choose from. Hopefully Norfolk would be on that list as well. If not, we need to choose another station.

Pack, Pack, Pack

We are all about moving 24/7 here. I havent seen the top of my kitchen table in a week. Boxes everywhere. Paint cans/accessories everywhere. There is no order here. BUT... If you walk into Wyatt and Emma's rooms they are so streamlined and nice. We took out ALL the excess toys/clothes and put them into storage. I think they even like it better this way. Its like with less toys to throw off the shelves they are more deliberate and collected in their playtime.

Almost done with the thinning the house. (basement is this weekend, which was the biggest project.) Then we are off to paint/repair things. The realtor wants to aim for the first weekend in April now.

When all is said and done, I think we need to take these kids on a vacation. We have been so pre-occupied with this house and moving in general that we have been seriously neglecting the kids (attention wise). Their behavior is really showing it. Wyatt especially.

My mother in law came over for a visit Wednesday, which in the back of my head I'm thinking (man, I should be packing/cleaning) but really, it was nice to sit there and do nothing. Talk to another adult, watch the kids get attention from grandma then I started to nod off. Ha! She had me get the kids coats and shoes on then she looked at me and said "I'll take them for a walk, you go take a nap." Really, that was the coolest thing about my week. It's nice every once in a while for someone to see your need and lift you up. Just give you a tiny boost. Without you ever having to ask. Cool, cool, cool.

Oh. I have to post these pics before I forget. Wyatt wants to make a lemonade stand. We had no lemons, so we did orange juice instead.

Orange Juice! $1.00 !!

Boogers Extra!

Free play time

Wyatt: "MOM!!! Wanna come play in the tub with me?! It's Free!!!"

Wyatt's 1st love triangle

I will no longer be pushing the Ellie play date thing. Wyatt got in trouble the other day for "kissing" her at school. Apparently it wasn't one kiss, it was a few.
Anyway...
After my stomach turned, I asked Wyatt why he kissed her. With all the drama a 5 year old could muster, he said "Because I love her!"
Yikes. So I handled that by telling him we don't kiss our friends at school, we blow kisses, give high fives, play patty cake etc. to show them we like them. I quizzed him on the proper behavior through-out the day. Later, I asked him if Ellie kissed him too (wondering if it was all him or if it was her idea too?) He said "No." I said, "why is that?" He said "Because she knew the rules, and I didn't." Way too much of a mature and thought out answer for my taste. Ack.

The next day... A different girl and Wyatt had a kiss. Apparently, this time it was the other girl's idea. I asked him "Why didn't you tell her that friends give high fives not kisses?" He Said "I totally forgot." I asked him, "I thought Ellie was your girlfriend?" (why am I encouraging that?) He said "She is still my girlfriend, Bella just loves me too."
Oh man.

I'm praying that when I pick him up today, it was a kiss free day.

Wyatt's got a sweetheart

Wyatt told me he has a girlfriend. He calls her "Ellie" She's in his class. When I go to pick him up they both bombard me with "We want a play date. Wyatt and me say we need a play date today (Ellie) Ellie wants to come over for a play date today tomorrow then forever (Wyatt) Its all very cute. Now what to do? I don't know this girls mom. So..... When she gets into class to pick her kid up Wyatt and Ellie (of course) run over to bombard her with the same questions. She responds to Wyatt by saying "Are you going to come over and do my laundry and dishes then?" Wyatt looking confused as he walks away. So me (being the sociological genius that I am) Say to the mom, " They've been asking me for play dates all week." Ok. I've made a introduction pathway right? Apparently I need to be more obvious because the mom didn't even look at me when I spoke to her. (honestly, I probably did a crap job emoting and she probably didn't even know I was talking to her.)
Creeping out the door with my kid now, tail between my legs.

So embarrassing to admit this but I SUCK at making friends. Im socially awkward unless I've got a few drinks in me. I can't go to Wyatt's school all liquored up therefore I SUCK at trying to make friends for Wyatt. I will NEVER know how to ask a mom I don't know if their kid would like to come over for a play date. I felt that one out and apparently the mom wasn't interested right ? This feels like I'm fricken trying to date. So now, I've been listening to Wyatt all week, "Why don't we go pick Ellie up? Why don't you call Ellie's mommy? Does grandma know Ellie's number?"
Oh man....

Oh a less embarrassing, happier note...
Yesterday was Randy and my 10 year anniversary. Not marriage but the anniversary of our "Dating, going out, whatever." 10 years of Sarah and Randy. 10 years of putting up with that guys crap. ha. 10 years of him putting up with my crap.
We did a wine tasting (Love to start a date that way) bought a bunch of new wine for our growing collection. We ate at Salutes and had this ginormous boat of carbonara goodness. Drank ourselves silly. Tried to walk off the sillies around downtown before we went home. It was really a good time.

The kids and I have had strep throat all week. We're finally on the mend. Just in time for one of Wisconsin's spring weather preview days.

Today

Emma has been feeling a little sick lately so this morning when it sounded like she was drowning in flem and snot crap I took her to the Dr. She has strep throat. :( Her first one. Let me tell ya... this kid is siiiiiick. Shes not eating (which for her lately is a HUGE deal) she's walking around with a whimper while she rubs the snot from her nose up into her eye. So gross. I will give her a tissue and she knows to wipe her nose but she has yet to learn how to blow it. So we have a big smeary snotty mess here. I feel so bad. This morning when she was doing the whimper shuffle through the house I could feel my heart break. It a crappy feeling when you're her mum and you know there is zilch you can do for the misery.
Wyatt is headed over to grandmas tonight, good thing too, maybe he can be spared the 24 hours of "contagiousness"

She's waking up from her 3rd hour of nap.... and it begins again. God I hope the next few hours are easier than the back 9 were.