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30 March 2011

Maran's Comment

While we were making Daddy's birthday presents we were talking and China came up.  Maran said to me
"You and Daddy came to get me".  And I replied  "YES".   I asked her if she remembered it and she said "Yes.... it was nice".

21 March 2011

A PROUD MOMENT....

OK so I get an e-mail from our company banker and I gasp.... "OH NO... did I do something wrong? What did I mess up?  I do everything "AUTO" so it gets done  and gets done "RIGHT" so I am just dying while opening the e-mail.  I open it and this is what she says:

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You are not going to believe this. Today I was at Mellow Mushroom for lunch and all of a sudden these 2 gorgeous kids come running in and it was Luke and Maran. I would recognize them anywhere. They are so beautiful and were so happy. Anyway, I thought it was funny that I recognized them.
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A PROUD moment for me --- after I caught my breath!

Here's hoping to the beauty of kids being noticed at any time and any place over the tantrums and unmatched clothes.

18 March 2011

Mommy's Birthday Surprise

A few weeks back we hung the birthday flag in honor of Daddy and Mommy's March birthdays. I am always torn about the birthday flag because I LOVE ST PATRICK's Day and LOVE BIRTHDAYS all the same so the St. Pat's flag doesn't get it's fair share of time. Since my day is the 16th and David's is the 30th the St. Pat's flag will fly only on St Pat's day and then we go back to another birthday flag for the rest of the month.


I let Luke pick the flag for the first of the month. He chose MICKEY BIRTHDAY. I then told him that Mommy wanted something for her birthday and had to make sure that daddy knew about it but to not tell Daddy that I asked for it. He then listened to me carefully tell him that I wanted a carrot cake.

Not more than 20 minutes later we get in the car and Luke announces to daddy that he has a secret and he tells me not to listen. He says "Daddy, it's mommy's birthday and she wants a carrot". I start to laugh. I am picturing a CARROT for a bunny to eat and David immediately thinks of a KARAT for a diamond or some type stone. David was very confused as he knows that the rule is to "NEVER EVER" get me jewelry. For those of you who really know me you know why. So David looks at me in question and I explain that I want a 'carrot cake'. He was quite relieved. Big bucks saved for him on that karat I might add.

16 March 2011

Maran is SO HAPPY about Mommy's Birthday

Lil' Miss Sassy was SO HAPPY last night about today being my birthday that she HAD to sleep with a birthday card that came in the mail for me. 

I was wondering WHEN she would wake this morning and finally she did.  I walked past her room and she was looking out of her canopy tent and she had the card in her hand.  She immediately jumped up and said "YOUR CARD, YOUR CARD... we can open it now.  I had fun getting it for you". 

I asked her when she got the card and she said that she went to the store and picked it out for me.  When I asked her about mailing it she couldn't explain that part (the card was actually from my sister-in-law Mary who by the way never misses any birthday or holiday card being sent which I think is a GREAT quality).  Here's to guessing that Daddy took Lil' missy to the card store.  How cute it is. 

15 March 2011

Pre-K YIPPPEE We were Admitted!

Our long process of 'waiting' is finally over.  Actually compared to adoption it was not a 'long wait' but it felt like it.  Knowing that Mother's Morning out was not going to work for our two next year was quite sad for me.  I love that program and have loved every teacher that Luke has had and the one's that Maran now has. 

Maran is a "DOER".  She is an activity girl and gets bored very easily.  She completes her projects in class and looks at the teacher for more to do.  Her attention span is fine but she is so fast and catches on so quickly that it is often scarey.  She can almost write her entire name and Luke could care less about writing his name.  He is quite fine with just "recognizing his name".  Difference between night and day these two. 

So the process began as to 'what do we do'? There are not a lot of PRE-K options in our school system so we began to go to to open houses and then horrificly gasp at the prices.  NOT SAYING IT ISN'T WORTH IT BUT FOR PRE-K?  You have got to be kidding... only to find out "NOPE, NO KIDDING".  We searched and searched and soul searched and wallet searched and finally narrowed it down between some wonderful opportunities at the JCC (Jewish Community Center where we do belong even though we are not Jewish and we absolutley LOVE belonging there) and the Catholic School System.  Both offered so many things and were equally wonderful.  So David went to visit the school and we decided that both Luke and Maran will go to Catholic Pre-K next year.  We are excited, anxious, nervous and everything else.  Time is going by fast and we want to do all we can to make sure we give them the best education possible.  (I AM NOT SAYING THIS CAN ONLY BE DONE IN A PRIVATE SETTING so please don't get me wrong).  Sad thing is that we have a wonderful elementary school across the street from our house... but no Pre-K). 

So here's to growing up and paying tuition that feels like a college tuition bill... BUT WORTH EVERY PENNY I am sure.

13 March 2011

Lukes Asks "Mommy why is my skin a Different Color and why does Maran speak like she does"......

Driving down the road we can get into some crazy conversations. I try to talk to Luke and Maran when we are in the car. At times we do have the video on or we listen to Thomas Music, Chinese Lullabies or the soundtrack from Toy Story (which is pretty good by the way).

Luke asked why Maran spoke differently. I told him that she was a girl and that she is still learning English (oh and you can hardly tell the child has not been speaking English for years -- 4 months and she is Not BEHIND).....but this is about Mr. Snickerdoodle so back to the story. He then said "Mommy why is my skin a different color?" I told him that his skin was a little darker because he is from Guatemala. He then said "Yes and Maran is from China and so her skin is different". I then said that my skin was a different color because I am from America. He then asked where Daddy was from. I said "America like mommy". I told him that it didn't matter what color his skin was or anyone else's because the color of your skin is not an issue. He said, "Yes mommy you are right and you and God loves me anyway". Wow................at a loss for words.... I guess some things you say do stay with them (at least for a while).

03 March 2011

Sleeping in your OWN BED Has it's Privileges!!

From two people who claimed they would "NEVER HAVE KIDS IN THEIR BEDS" it sure is interesting how we

  • Ended up with kids in the bed
  • Took so long to stop  having kid (and then kids) in bed

It basically boils down to laziness.  My sister told me on a number of occasion's that it is sometimes just easier to 'give in'.  David has said since Maran's arrival 'YOU HAVE TO CHOOSE YOUR BATTLES'.... my thought was ----"BATTLES...these are children why do I (the supposed adult) have to choose when I AM DEALING WITH TODDLERS".......

WELL ENOUGH SAID.....so we decided on a Thursday night that they were getting thrown out of our room (go ahead and laugh at me and gasp at the fact that they were in our room with us....however they had both been removed from our bed for a while and on a blow up air mattress at the foot of the bed).  It was clearly evident after the first few nights of being in "their own room and their own beds" just how "BAD" the quality of sleep was that we had  ALL been getting. 

Maran had no problems.  Luke had a little more than she did but not as bad as we thought.  The first night we had to put Luke back in the bed about 3 times.  Maran woke up crying and had to go potty.  After her potty trip she cruised through the night and woke a little after 8 am.  Luke woke WITH THE SUN and came to our room as he knows the rule is "WHEN THE SUN COMES UP YOU CAN COME INTO MOMMY AND DADDY'S ROOM".  When I was a kid and the sun came up I wanted to be the first one into the kitchen to scarf the good cereal (even more so if Mom had just been grocery shopping and some Lucky Charms were waiting). 

After almost a month of being in their OWN ROOMS and their own beds twice we have woken up to find Luke in the bed with us.  NO clue of when he got there or how long he had been there but he snuck his way in.  (Weird for me as I often lay there at night listening to them breathe or most of the time snore). 

Maran woke many nights and cried because she had to potty.  It took a while for us to understand that we guess she was 'not allowed' to get out of her bed/toddler bed/crib in the orphanage so after telling her she could get up and go potty we have not had a 'middle of the night' cry from her since.  She will indeed get up, go potty, wash her hands, brush her teeth (AGAIN) if I have forgotten to hide her toothbrush and then return pretty quietly to bed.  Luke would prefer to cry for you to come and get him, CARRY him to the potty and then forget that he sleeps in his own bed and accidentally take him back to your bed. Difference between the two is extreme and so precious all in one. 

Of course we used the 'if you do this technique then you get this'.  Since it was clearly OUR PROBLEM that we had allowed this to occur then we figured we should reward them since we were the issue.  Laziness, or  whatever you want to call it, paid off for our kids as they were duly rewarded.  There was such little resistance to sleeping in their own beds it is truly sad that we didn't do it a long time ago.  When we first got Maran she wanted to sleep in her own bed but preferred to have others in the room (due to the orphanage setting). 


 Lil' Miss Sassafrass Loves her Bed Tent and still wants it on her bed.  She actually got Jessie from the Toddler Shower that David's office gave us but for some reason thought she got it also for sleeping in her own bed...either way it worked!
 Jessie sleeps with Maran every night. 
Luke received the BIG BUZZ LIGHTYEAR for sleeping in his bed.  However, most days he has lost the 'use of it' if he is rude or not nice to Maran or uses the "B" word.  OH GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE GUTTER....he likes to call his 'bottom' the word that many of us call it and he thinks it sounds neat when said.  When busted Luke will then con Maran into letting him play with her smaller Buzz.  Big Brothers have such a way to 'work the system'. 

02 March 2011

LUKE -- OH what A Comment

I know one day (MAYBE) my children will look at their blogs and say "I didn't do that or why did you say that". This may be one of those denied comments.  Luke woke up and came to me and said  "Daddy is at work" and I replied my usual "Yes he is but he will be home later".  Maran wakes up about thirty minutes later and comes in whining for Daddy (this is the norm for her as Daddy is TRULY THE MAN in her life).  She asks where daddy is and Luke quickly replies "He has gone to work so he can make money to send you back to China".  OK so this is NOT A NICE COMMENT so I make him tell her he is sorry, hug her and then send him to the Naughty Zone.  He looks at me and says "Mommy, you always tell me to be honest and I am and then I get in the naughty zone... WHAT GIVES"........ wow...... I am not sure what gives.  (so does he truly think she is being returned?)....kids do say the darnedest things!

01 March 2011

Being in STYLE has its Privileges!

 She just loves her rain boots.  Unfortunately her left foot turns so much that they really won't stay on her feet (at least the left one) but she prefers them right now to any other shoe.  (She dressed herself in this one).  At least it mostly matches except for some colliding polka dots but... oh have I seen so much worse!
 Hair cut/trim will be next week!
Stylish and then some. 
Some prefer pink (opposite of mommy who prefers black or anything darker than black).
 

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