Goodness gracious! I had quite a weekend with these little rascals. Let me tell you, it’s a good thing I slapped that week of relaxation under my belt, because it helped me gear up for some serious stress these last two weekends. When Andrew travels, I’m not going to lie, things get real around here. It is surely getting easier as the boys get older, but they are still so young, so sensitive to change, that having one caregiver versus the usual two brings out a lot of strong emotions.
Oliver in particular was really missing Andrew. He tends to act out in really difficult ways when he is tired or not feeling well (i.e. when he has to go to the bathroom), while Milo just becomes a bit sad or withdrawn when he is upset. It’s interesting navigating the best way to parent such different personalities while keeping my own personality in check. I swear, just when I think I have this parenting thing down, it slaps me in the face like ha! you think you know how to do this? how about this epic tantrum in the middle of the grocery store for you? haven’t seen those kind of moves yet, have you? and I say, why no. I don’t suppose I have.
And while I’m on the topic of strong personalities, Emil has developed a real “thing” for marbles. When he spotted 2,000 of them in one place, his head almost exploded… especially when he couldn’t get to them.
Sigh. This parenting thing is no joke, guys.
We did have good times, though. Our good friends Elisha and JJ brought pizza, salad, and beer over to our house for dinner on Friday and let me tell you, that really saved my day. Having some adult conversation and laughter while the kids had a rockin’ dance party in the living room… that was definitely a highlight of the weekend. So thank you, dear friends, for intervening in what may have turned into a real pity party! And this… yes, this was also a highlight of my weekend. Oh, Oliver.
Boy oh boy is this time of year fun! We enjoyed a weekend full of beautiful weather and wonderful friends. On Saturday we threw together (10 minutes before the party) Men in Black costumes, thanks to Goodwill and some scissors to alter Emil’s costume. All three boys loved the idea and loved to be matching each other! We had an amazing time at the party (especially the delicious food and the hilarious dance party) and let the kids stay up way too late!
Emil took his role very seriously.
Two of our very favorite people in the whole wide world!It was a wonderful way to spend the weekend before a very busy week. I swear, without planning it myself, we have something scheduled every day this week, with some days packed with several things for the boys’ schools. I don’t even know how we’ll keep it all straight once Emil is in school!
Feeling very lucky to have some wonderful friends and some very funny little dancers!
Upon picking Oliver up from one of his first days back to preschool earlier this month, I noticed him carrying a large popsicle stick with three long, awkwardly cut pieces of construction paper taped together lengthwise, then taped to the stick. When I asked him what he had made, he told me how much he loved the ribbon on a stick at preschool, so he had taken it upon himself to make one. Apparently no one had helped him. He was so proud, but when it came time to use it, it certainly didn’t move the way he had expected it to. He was disappointed, because clearly he had worked so hard on this project.
So… we went down into the depths of our scary/dirty/disorganized basement and found a ribbon and a paint stir stick. After tying the ribbon onto the indented side of the stir stick, Oliver took off.
Don’t you love the crazed look in his eye paired with the fact that he appears to be wearing a lampshade on his head?
Today’s DIY Fun is not for the weak. Or very young. Or for the person who left a comment on this blog post who seemed appalled that I would let my kids play with a giant ice cube without outfitting them with safety goggles. That’s not how we roll around here.
Earlier this week, I decided to give the old staircase a makeover. We have been stuck indoors for a bit longer than we’d all like, and the boys were itching to blow off some steam. Which translates to: do something quickly before they actually tear the walls down.
extra large box
I apologize for the poor quality of these photos- Milo accidentally flipped the switch to manual focus on the camera and I was too distracted to look at the pictures until after the whole thing was over– but you get the idea!
First, I cut the extra large box, then folded under all the flaps to create a long slide. I taped the flaps together (underneath the slide) to make it double-thick. Next, I taped the top part of the slide flush to the stairs, and pushed pillows and blankets underneath every open space so that the cardboard would not buckle when the boys slid down (if you don’t do this, they will hit the edge of each step which makes for a bumpy ride). At the bottom, I padded the landing with a toddler mattress and several more pillows and blankets.
I had Milo test it by going only halfway up, then sliding down a few times before letting Oliver try. It was super fast, but certainly safer than sliding down the stairs in a cardboard box like my brother and I used to do!
Yep, you’d better believe I tried it out (Milo took the two above pictures!).
The boys (minus Emil) played on this all afternoon, then asked me to set it up again the next morning. Great fun! They also had a blast racing matchbox cars down the ramp over and over again.
Did you ever do anything like this as a kid? Both Andrew and I had fun recounting memories of similar activities when we were little. And if you have carpeted stairs, this would be even better!
Well, last night Andrew and I (completely sober, I might add) got a little carried away. It started out innocently enough when Andrew surprised me by presenting me with an early Christmas present- a new flash for the camera!- and we decided to try it out to get the hang of it… and twenty pictures later, you have the above ridiculousness (and many too crazy to even post!). You know you’ve married the right person when you end up acting like a couple of fools and laughing so hard your sides hurt.
On the Third Day of Christmas My True Love Gave to Me…
Well? Here it is, folks. The 2012 Knight Family holiday card. Our three French hens (roosters?) were surprisingly cooperative and hilarious… especially the little round one in front there. This is our fifth year of a wacky card and I’m so pleased with how it turned out. Andrew has thought of every idea, while I pulled together the last-minute details. We are a good team like that. Anyway, here are the outtakes:
And I’m considering dressing Emil like a chicken more often. So warm and cuddly (even with baguette on his face)!
So… I had my hair colored last weekend and you know what happened? I ended up with purple hair! Funny, right? Hm. Not so funny? You know, these things happen from time to time. This time, instead of hemming and hawing about it, I’m going with it. It’s a little punk rock, which is different for me. So I’m embracing the funkiness and wearing bright red lipstick every day, imagining what tattoos I’ll get on the inside of each wrist, and vowing to rock the bright pink socks with purple polka dots that I just scored…
Have you ever had a hair catastrophe? How did you recover/deal? What’s your vote: rock it, or change it?