So, I'm not a stay at home mom to clean my house or to do laundry. I'm here to teach my children & to help them to learn and grow and create memories. Today we started a tradition that I'm hoping will help create wonderful memories for my children.
We had a Halloween Party. He was so excited last night about his friends coming over that he didn't get to bed until 11. But today he was surprisingly amicable given the circumstances. We had about a dozen little 2 & 3 year olds and it was great.
We started out in the play room while people started getting here, and after about 15 minutes, there were about 5 or 6 kids here, so we moved to the craft (foam stickers, crayons & foam pumpkins). It went well! I couldn't believe the kids liked it & did a good job. Then we moved to decorating cookies, and more kids came. This was great, because the kids that had moved from the craft made room for the new arrivals.
The cookie decorating was great & the kids enjoyed the snacks inside too. Then all went out to play on the play structure and with the bean bags & ride on toys. The weather was perfect, the kids had a great time & my little host shared so well!
I love my kids & am grateful I can give them these opportunities to interact and have fun with others. Thanks to the kids and moms who came to have a good time too.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Caytlyn
She is 10 months old now, and full of opinions and ideas. She is sweet and funny and knows her boundaries and how she wants to push them. She is also full of DRAMA! She thinks her brother is entertaining, and cracks up at his jokes and when he tries to help her. She has really become Daddy's girl.
One night Alex walked in the door after work, and Daniel wanted him to go back out so he could open the door for him. Alex complied with the little man's request, and walked back out. But Caytlyn had caught a glimpse of her daddy, and he hadn't said hi or bye before leaving. Alex walked out the door, and she howled as if she were in pain. For a second I thought there was something wrong with her and ran over to her, only to realize that she was crying for Daddy. Alex walked back in the door, scooped her up, and the tears subsided.
Last week, we were reading the kids their story before bed. Daniel had his sippy cup of milk and she doesn't drink milk yet, so she did not have a cup. She grabs his cup from him and starts sucking like mad from the cup. He pulls it away from her, and she holds on for dear life so he can't take it. She's so strong willed :)
She waves now & it's the most adorable wave that goes across her whole body. When she sees someone or something she likes, she waves.
One night Alex walked in the door after work, and Daniel wanted him to go back out so he could open the door for him. Alex complied with the little man's request, and walked back out. But Caytlyn had caught a glimpse of her daddy, and he hadn't said hi or bye before leaving. Alex walked out the door, and she howled as if she were in pain. For a second I thought there was something wrong with her and ran over to her, only to realize that she was crying for Daddy. Alex walked back in the door, scooped her up, and the tears subsided.
Last week, we were reading the kids their story before bed. Daniel had his sippy cup of milk and she doesn't drink milk yet, so she did not have a cup. She grabs his cup from him and starts sucking like mad from the cup. He pulls it away from her, and she holds on for dear life so he can't take it. She's so strong willed :)
She waves now & it's the most adorable wave that goes across her whole body. When she sees someone or something she likes, she waves.
Preschool
Last week my little man started his pre-preschool. It wasn't exactly what I had anticipated, but it was okay. It gave him the opportunity to meet new children and interact in a different environment, and hopefully it gave us the in we need for him to start preschool at the school when he turns three.
This week was better than okay. It was amazing. The child I took to preschool was well behaved, shared, did not complain when he did not get the toy he wanted. He sang all the songs for circle time, climbed up the play structure, and went down the fire-men pole all by himself (a feat another mom said she had never seen accomplished by a child in that age class). He was patient, he remembered his manners and was helpful to other children. Overall, he was the child I am trying to raise all on his own.
Talk about being proud of your children... he truly brings me joy.
This week was better than okay. It was amazing. The child I took to preschool was well behaved, shared, did not complain when he did not get the toy he wanted. He sang all the songs for circle time, climbed up the play structure, and went down the fire-men pole all by himself (a feat another mom said she had never seen accomplished by a child in that age class). He was patient, he remembered his manners and was helpful to other children. Overall, he was the child I am trying to raise all on his own.
Talk about being proud of your children... he truly brings me joy.
Bedtime
Tonight was a monumental night at the Frumusanu household. Bedtimes are usually somewhat of a struggle. But tonight, my little man was amazingly independent.
He was playing upstairs (nicely) with sister, and I told him I would go get him his milk. He said, "Thank you. I'll wait here and play with sister." I went and got his sippy cup of milk, and brought it back. I got out his warm "jammies" and told him that because it was going to be cold tonight, he needed to wear them. (the past few weeks have been a struggle to get pajamas on him). He said okay, asked for his diaper to be changed, and requested help unbuckling his belt. We got his jammies on without any discussion.
I asked him to select a story, which he promptly did, and we read. He did not get upset when his sister sat on the book, but rather interacted very kindly with her. We finished the story, and usually he requests another story. But tonight (this is the best part of the story), he said, "The story is over, it's time to pray." He got up on his knees, and prayed all by himself, remembering to bless Daddy's managers, grandma & grandpa, Caytlyn, and a variety of other things.
After he ended his prayer, he went and laid down. I asked him if he was going to brush his teeth, he said "No, thank you." I didn't want to push the angel, so I said okay (deciding that if he got out of bed I would have him brush them). I kissed him good night, his sister kissed him goodnight, I tucked him in and we went out so I could lay Caytlyn down.
This was an hour ago. He is sleeping like an angel. Wow! That guy is amazing! I'll post pics soon.
He was playing upstairs (nicely) with sister, and I told him I would go get him his milk. He said, "Thank you. I'll wait here and play with sister." I went and got his sippy cup of milk, and brought it back. I got out his warm "jammies" and told him that because it was going to be cold tonight, he needed to wear them. (the past few weeks have been a struggle to get pajamas on him). He said okay, asked for his diaper to be changed, and requested help unbuckling his belt. We got his jammies on without any discussion.
I asked him to select a story, which he promptly did, and we read. He did not get upset when his sister sat on the book, but rather interacted very kindly with her. We finished the story, and usually he requests another story. But tonight (this is the best part of the story), he said, "The story is over, it's time to pray." He got up on his knees, and prayed all by himself, remembering to bless Daddy's managers, grandma & grandpa, Caytlyn, and a variety of other things.
After he ended his prayer, he went and laid down. I asked him if he was going to brush his teeth, he said "No, thank you." I didn't want to push the angel, so I said okay (deciding that if he got out of bed I would have him brush them). I kissed him good night, his sister kissed him goodnight, I tucked him in and we went out so I could lay Caytlyn down.
This was an hour ago. He is sleeping like an angel. Wow! That guy is amazing! I'll post pics soon.
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