Tuesday, March 19, 2013

A "vacation" to Maryland


Oops - haven't updated the blog in awhile.  That may be because the behavior at our house has been a bit less than stellar the past couple of months and I have been in a bit of a grumpy funk waiting for spring to arrive (i.e. not much picture-taking and not much lighthearted writing about the kids...).  Anyway, here's an update I wrote recently about our "vacation" to Maryland:


A few weeks ago, I took my two boys on a weekend trip to visit family in Maryland.  With my mom and cousin along for the ride, I envisioned days filled with sightseeing in nearby Washington, DC and fun family meals with my aunt, uncle, and cousins.  Maybe I would squeeze in a quick workout while my mom watched my boys.  At night, a glass of wine and my magazines would keep me company while my babies slept peacefully next to me on the comfortable bed.  Instead, I left Maryland questioning my ability as a mother; the possibility that my children might ever become upstanding, productive members of society ; and above all my sanity (why would I EVER attempt this trip in the first place, much less without my husband there to help?).  On the upside, I took away a few lessons about staying in a hotel with young children, should some other poor imbecile decide to go on “vacation” with their little ones.

#1  A tennis shoe hurled with minimal effort by a 2-year-old packs just enough force to break a glass vase like one that might be found in the lobby of a nice hotel, for example.

#2  If they haven’t contacted you about paying for the broken glass vase within two days of the incident, you’re probably in the clear.

#3  If (when) you lose one of your children in the hotel, before you look anywhere else always check the elevators.  There are usually other adults near the entrance of the hotel who will likely stop a roaming child before he can make it to the parking lot (even if they do call the authorities on you for having so little idea where your kid was), but the elevators are a wild card.  Where will they end up?  Will it be an ax murderer or a child molester waiting for them when the doors open on the 11th floor? 
#3a  If possible, try to stay in a hotel with a glass elevator so that when your child escapes from you and gets on by himself, at least you can watch him through the glass to see where he gets off.  The glass elevator also allows you to see the thrilled expression that spreads across his face when he realizes that he’s finally broken your spirit.

#4  Going to a wedding or other fancy event?  If you are wearing heels, just go ahead and take them off.  You already look like a moron chasing your kid through the lobby of the hotel, doing so in heels makes you look positively deranged.  Good places to store them: under one of the couches in the lobby, in the plant in the lobby restroom, or on the floor near the elevators so you can pick them up on your way back up to your room with your kicking, screaming, flailing mess of a child.

#5  Thinking about “taking them to the pool to wear them out so they’ll sleep better in the hotel room”?  Don’t delude yourself.  They’re not going to sleep.  No matter what you do.  The exhaustion from swimming plus sleep deprivation has the same effect on kids as crack cocaine, turning your cherubic little angel into a wild-eyed demon from hell.  A demon who can exist on 30 minutes of sleep per day.  

#6  Always, ALWAYS find a hotel where you can get either a suite or a room that’s divided into a sleeping room and a living room.  This will be your only sanity once the little jerks finally fall asleep.  Or, if you’re looking to save a buck, go ahead and enjoy sitting silently in the dark each night of your trip beginning at 7:30pm.  If you’re lucky, you might even be able to turn the TV on silent – but I don’t think you’re willing to take that risk, now are you?

#7  Thank everyone and tip everyone A LOT – don’t ever try to convince yourself that you’re being too hard on yourself or your kids for their behavior – you and your family really are that annoying.  Everyone who comes in contact with you deserves to be paid, thanked, and apologized to, including other guests of the hotel if necessary. 

#8  Does it sound like your “budget-conscious trip” is getting a little more expensive than you had planned for?  It is.  Plan to spend $500 to $1500 more than you budgeted for.  Especially if there are glass fixtures in the lobby of your hotel (see #1). 

#9  Don’t bother packing toys – pulling down the curtains in the hotel room, pushing the elevator buttons, and running up and down the halls screaming like wild animals provide far more entertainment than any doll, action hero, or DVD you have packed in your suitcase.  And if you actually packed books, you’re just fooling yourself.

#10  Trying to resist the reality that your child’s diet while staying in the hotel will consist of anything other than processed carbohydrates is futile.  In order to keep them as still and quiet as possible, they should exist on a steady intake of twizzlers, blow pops, and goldfish crackers.

#11  What can you do when your beloved little ones are crawling around the filthy hotel room floor, putting their mouths on the germ-laden chairs and door handles, and luxuriating in the disgusting hotel bathtub?  You can watch in horror and ruminate about that TV special you saw where they held the ultraviolet light up to showcase the bacteria swarming on the hotel room comforter, the same comforter your toddler has turned into his personal snack bowl.

#12  Don’t bother bringing exercise clothes and shoes, reading material, or any other recreational items that bring you enjoyment.  This includes novels, magazines, a journal, or an ipad.  You might be able to get away with your smartphone, but only for phone calls.  If your little angels catch you happily checking your email or catching up on facebook, it will not be tolerated.

#13  NEVER take a shower.  Even if they look like they’re content with their snacks and their movie, a 5-minute shower is enough of a window for them to ruin your life by doing one or all of the following:
                a) escaping from the room or encourage a younger sibling to do so
                b) drawing with a black marker on the white bed spread
                c) dropping an entire bowl of sliced fruit onto the carpet (see #10 - you never should              have brought that fruit anyway)

#14  Drink.  But not too much…there’s an excellent chance that you will be packing everyone up and driving back home in the middle of the night.

#15  What to do about discipline?  It’s hard to be consistent with enforcing good behavior when you’re away from home.  The best success can be achieved through the development of a maniacal, psychotic-sounding “whisper yell”.  Your voice is whispering, but anyone (including your little monster of a four-year-old), can see that your soul is really screaming.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Papa the Old Guy

Today, we took a bike ride down the street because it was so beautiful outside.  We got down to the tree at the corner (some kind of nut tree - not acorns) and Finn yells, "LOOK MOM!  BUTT GUYS!  LOOK AT ALL THE BUTT GUYS!"  And I realized that he was trying to say "BUCKEYES".  Made my whole day.

Me: Am I a boy or a girl?
Mitch: A girl.
Me: Is auntie a boy or a girl?
Mitch: A girl.
Me: Is papa a boy or a girl?
Mitch: Oh.  Papa?  He a old guy.

Mitch says "morer" instead of more and sometimes subs in "mucher".  He calls hockey pucks "hockey puckers".  If I walk too far ahead of him when we're on a walk, he screams, "CATCH UP WITH ME!"  He's very upset when people go places or do things without him.  And is often yelling, "don't go without me!" or "wait for me!"

Finn and Drew went to a hockey game tonight and Finn called me from the car on the way home.  He told me every last detail of what happened at the game, including eating kit kats, hotdogs, pretzels, and M&Ms (nice job Drew :)  and how "daddy went to the bathroom, like a million times" and how since he ate so many treats, he's going to need to eat something healthy like fruit as soon as he gets home.

Thursday, January 3, 2013

First Skate of the Year!

Here are some pics of our first skate of the year on our rink in the backyard - it looks great and the boys had a blast - until they made a huge crack in the ice (guess it wasn't totally frozen yet...oops).  












Sledding in the backyard

Here are some pics of Drew and the boys sledding down the back hill into the ravine - anyone who's seen it knows it's a super steep hill - but this didn't stop them.  They had made their maiden voyage back there the day before, but I was on the couch with the flu and missed it.  Drew said he had never heard them laugh so hard as when they flew down the hill for the first time.  By the time I took these pics, it was old news - they were already hardened mountain climbers :)


I love the look on their faces here - the cold was starting to set in :)




I like this one because it looks like Drew just left Finn for dead :)





Happy New Years!

I think the boys were more excited about New Years Eve than they were about Christmas this year.  They talked about it and planned for it for days ahead of time (especially Finn).  He wanted decorations, confetti, and all kinds of festivities.  We cut up our own confetti, made New Years crowns, and hung streamers all over the place.  We blew up tons of balloons and kicked them and threw them around for hours.  Then came the tantrums, the meltdowns, and all kinds of other misery.  I don't know what it was, but he turned into a little monster (tired maybe?  too much holiday merriment?)  Anyway, by the end of the night he was crying, I was crying, and we were all ready for bed WAAAAAAY before midnight.  Here are some pictures from before things went bad and I put the camera away :)




I think this one is my favorite...captures the energy of the confetti-throwing frenzy that was happening.  Love that Mitchie is just a blur :)  For about a half hour earlier in the day (before we had even made the confetti), he stood in the kitchen throwing balloons around yelling, "CONFETTI! CONFETTI!  CONFETTI!"

Here's his chubby little hand playing trains :)


Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Finn and Mitch

I feel like I haven't written much lately about the boys' interests and funny things they say.  And I hate when I don't write things down right away, because I always forget their best material :)  Mitch LOVES to be roughed up at bedtime - he likes me to bounce him around in his crib, roll him like crazy from side to side and then he says "please hide me".  This is my cue that he is ready to go to sleep and means that he wants me to put his blanket on him and then pile all of his stuffed animals (6 or 7 of them) on top of his head, legs, and back so you can't see him.  No matter how much I rough house him before bed, he's always the first one asleep without a peep.  He knows when he's tuckered out.  We read two books in Finn's room together in Finn's bed and then Mitch jumps down off the bed and says, "Goodnight Finn, I love you!"  He runs off into his room and likes me to sing "Daisy, Daisy" while pedaling his feet like he's on a bicycle built for two.  He knows all the words!  Favorite phrases lately: whenever something disappointing happens: "Not again!" (even if it's something that's never happened before)  "That's a bummer!"   or  "That's sad business!"  He's obsessed with pretending that he's a kitty.  Yesterday he told me his kitty name was "Sarro" (like sparrow without the p).  He loves to cuddle and will say: "mom!  Let's cuddle!  Get the blanket!" then he'll run up to the couch and snuggle in, saying "oooh!  that feels good!"  There has been lots of arguing going on between the boys.  Usually back and forth over whose car won a race (this happens a thousand times a day and always ends in Mitch screaming and crying - he has a HUGE temper).  During his songs at the school Christmas performance, Mitch strutted out onto the stage without a care in the world and sang his song with all the hand motions.  Then they got to dance on stage to Rudolph while holding jingle bells.  It was the funniest thing I've ever seen!  He was the only kid jumping around and dancing like crazy.  He was obsessed with Christmas movies this year, especially his favorite, "Crosty" the Snowman.  :)  As he opened each of his presents this year he would be so into it and surprised and would say quietly or whisper, "OH MY GOD!" over and over.  He's still doing this every time he gets out certain toys he got for Christmas.

As they have been since they were born, the boys couldn't be more different from one another.  Finn is much more meticulous and precise than Mitch, paying attention to all the details and not missing one word you say.  He remembers EVERYTHING so we have to be careful about telling him about plans ahead of time in case things don't pan out as expected.  He likes to know the plan and schedule ahead of time or else he can get really grumpy and out of sorts (sound like anyone else you know?  Like both of his parents maybe?)  Finn is in a huge growth spurt right now and is always hungry.  He wakes up super early in the morning (sometimes before 6am) I think partly because he's hungry.  His latest phrase is "that's just not my thing".  For example, I'll say, "Finn, are you hungry for a waffle?"  and he'll say, "No mom, waffles just aren't my thing."  He's been asking us a lot if we can just stay at home - I think he's been overwhelmed by all the running around for the holidays.  At one point a week or so before Christmas, he had a full breakdown over the fact that we were "never at home anymore".  This was my cue to slow things down and cut out any obligations that weren't necessary, which was good for all of us.

His favorite thing is to stay in his jammies all day and just play here with us.  The caveat: he needs someone to be playing with him ALL THE TIME.  I'm not exaggerating.  He cannot entertain himself for even 30 seconds.  It's partly a control thing, him just wanting to see if he can get our attention away from whatever we're doing at the time.  But I think it's also just how his little mind works.  I think he's so inquisitive and curious that he needs someone else helping him along and answering all of the questions that develop during his unbelievably imaginative play scenarios (e.g. sailing a boat to Canada and running into some bears who are picking at the garbage in the dump, playing "serious bad guys", where we have to chase each other around with our "serious" faces on :)  He cracks me up, but I will admit that I get a little exhausted with things like the pretend sick polar bear veterinary clinic (no joke).  So we're working on setting the timer for 30 minutes where he gets my undivided attention and then 30 minutes where I get a break and he has to find  something to do by himself.  The other day, I heard him say, "Come on Mitchie, let's go play independently." :)  I think he's getting it.  He has been really trying to be nicer to Mitch too lately - letting him win races or arguments just to be the "bigger person" and encouraging him when they're playing together.  The other day they were having running races and I could see that Finn was letting Mitch win.  I heard him saying, "Good job buddy!  You won that one!" He continues to be obsessed with hockey (especially old fashioned Canadian players like Maurice Richard), sailing adventures (the movie The Dove and he and Drew are reading the book "Tinkerbelle" about a guy who sails from Massachusetts to England, Arctic explorers/climbers (loves the kids' book about Shackleton that Drew got him).  He's just a generally quirky guy with quirky interests :)


Sunday, December 30, 2012

December!

Oops...forgot to do update things here for awhile!  That's December for you!  What a crazy, fun month it was!  Christmas was a whirlwind but soooo much fun!  Finn was asking for a remote control helicopter and Mitch was asking for a monster truck this year.  And Santa delivered!  They were so excited to come downstairs and see what Santa left them.  I always love seeing which toy is their favorite - it's never what I expect.  This year, the $1 old-school metal slinkies were the biggest hit on Christmas morning. :)  Although Mitch is pretty obsessed with his "Rocky" the truck/robot toy and Finn is in love with his helicopter too.  Here are some pics from Christmas week, complete with Heffron Christmas, Ferry Christmas, a foot of snow, ice skating, sledding, and Finn's birthday (like I said, this month was crazy!)

Finn and Mitch opening Finn's new cross country skis!


 Doh the elf decorated for Finn's birthday





Finn sledding at Bain park


Mitchie in a winter wonderland 


Checking out the lights downtown 


Finn taking his new skis for a whirl in the yard


Me demonstrating how to make a proper snow angel for Finn :)


I think Mitch looks like a 16-year-old skater/snowboarder in this pic


 Ice skating at Halloran Park with the Hardman crew!



The crazy kids table at the Heffrons :)


Uncle Mitch telling the story of how the kids' gifts arrived at Grandma's from Santa :)


Mitch, Grandma, and a new spiderman monster truck!


Yaya and Papa working away in the kitchen on Christmas Eve


Annie and the boys looking weirded out by Drew


Cookies, milk, and reindeer food for Santa!


 The big moment...Christmas morning! (sooooo early - 6:00am :)



A man and his truck.