Friday, August 24, 2012
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Great Grandparents
I have fond memories of my (maternal) Great Grandparents and hope that Brooke and Ryan will be able to remember theirs as well.
Last week they got to have dinner with Great Grandpa Schneider, who was visiting from Florida. Although Brooke was disappointed that he didnt bring along his golf cart, both she and Ryan appreciated having a new audience member for their nightly silly show.
Today Brooke and Ryan had opportunity to celebrate their Great-Grandma Kundo's 90th birthday! Hopefully there will be many more celebrations to come ...
Last week they got to have dinner with Great Grandpa Schneider, who was visiting from Florida. Although Brooke was disappointed that he didnt bring along his golf cart, both she and Ryan appreciated having a new audience member for their nightly silly show.
Today Brooke and Ryan had opportunity to celebrate their Great-Grandma Kundo's 90th birthday! Hopefully there will be many more celebrations to come ...
Sunday He Said / She Said
Regarding a digital photo she took
"Oh man! It's all bloody!"
(She meant it was all blurry)
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Mom: Ryan, sing a song!
Ryan: Baby, Baby, Baby, Oh!
(Singing Beiber)
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In the car...
Ryan: Uh oh!
Mom: Whats wrong?
Ryan: Brooke night-night!
(He refuses to allow his sister to fall asleep in the car)
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Dressed up man walking down the street ...
"He looks like he is going to a party"
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Regarding the Air & Water Show
"I don't love the airplanes, only the white stuff they make."
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"Oh man! It's all bloody!"
(She meant it was all blurry)
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Mom: Ryan, sing a song!
Ryan: Baby, Baby, Baby, Oh!
(Singing Beiber)
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In the car...
Ryan: Uh oh!
Mom: Whats wrong?
Ryan: Brooke night-night!
(He refuses to allow his sister to fall asleep in the car)
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Dressed up man walking down the street ...
"He looks like he is going to a party"
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Regarding the Air & Water Show
"I don't love the airplanes, only the white stuff they make."
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Thursday, August 16, 2012
Trouble Brewing
Ryan is always on the lookout for trouble, and is becoming increasingly rebellious. This is a bit surprising to us, as I don't think we heard the word "no" out of Brooke's mouth until she was three.
Mealtimes have become chaotic as he now refuses to sit in his high chair, and actually refuses to even sit at all during a meal. When he is at the table, he is throwing food, feeding the dog under the table, trying to touch his sister with his dirty silverware and standing up to look out the window.
We say no, he says yes.
We tell him to put something down, he takes it an runs.
He intentionally taunts us while doing something bad, going as far as sticking out his tongue to mock us.
He refuses to share with us or his sister. He grabs stuff out of our hands and growls (yes, GROWLS) at us if we try to take it back.
Today he:
- Threw all his lunch on the floor. When I told him not to, he threw some more.
- Found out he can reach the buttons on the water dispenser on the refrigerator. Luckily I remembered there is a child-lock on it.
- Started the microwave with nothing on it. (My fail for not having the child lock set.)
But he also:
- Gave his sister a huge bedtime hug.
- High-fived me after a goal in soccer and after getting something correct in a game.
- Cuddled on the couch with me for about an hour.
- Said goodnight to the pictures of the "babies" in the hallway.
He is totally unlike his sister in almost every way. They do have a few commonalities though. Both are smart, independent, and awfully stubborn. Both of them also know how to drive us crazy and simultaneously fill our lives with so much joy and laughter. I dread the day when the two realize they can accomplish more as a team than they can on their own ... I'm pretty sure once they join forces they'll officially rule this roost.
Mealtimes have become chaotic as he now refuses to sit in his high chair, and actually refuses to even sit at all during a meal. When he is at the table, he is throwing food, feeding the dog under the table, trying to touch his sister with his dirty silverware and standing up to look out the window.
We say no, he says yes.
We tell him to put something down, he takes it an runs.
He intentionally taunts us while doing something bad, going as far as sticking out his tongue to mock us.
He refuses to share with us or his sister. He grabs stuff out of our hands and growls (yes, GROWLS) at us if we try to take it back.
Today he:
- Threw all his lunch on the floor. When I told him not to, he threw some more.
- Found out he can reach the buttons on the water dispenser on the refrigerator. Luckily I remembered there is a child-lock on it.
- Started the microwave with nothing on it. (My fail for not having the child lock set.)
But he also:
- Gave his sister a huge bedtime hug.
- High-fived me after a goal in soccer and after getting something correct in a game.
- Cuddled on the couch with me for about an hour.
- Said goodnight to the pictures of the "babies" in the hallway.
He is totally unlike his sister in almost every way. They do have a few commonalities though. Both are smart, independent, and awfully stubborn. Both of them also know how to drive us crazy and simultaneously fill our lives with so much joy and laughter. I dread the day when the two realize they can accomplish more as a team than they can on their own ... I'm pretty sure once they join forces they'll officially rule this roost.
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