Band aids make EVERYTHING better

Tonight while going up stairs to get ready for bed Mikey called down to us and said, "There's a crack in the wall!"

Now, we knew it was nothing major since this is an older home and there are a few cracks here or there but nothing structural to worry about.

Then Katie chimes in when she gets up the stairs a few seconds later, "Ut-oh.  We need band aids!"  This is pretty ironic coming from Katie because any time she gets a boo boo and you mention band aids to her she freaks out.  She wants nothing to do with band aids and even if you try to look at her scrape or cut she again, freaks out!  It's as if the band aid itself symbolizes her falling and getting a scrape.

So we did what anyone would do.  We patched up the crack. :)

See band aids do make it all better.

Here's a picture farther out so you can see the crack in context.  It's at the top of our stairs on the landing.

No, I win.

The kids have been pretty competitive with each other lately.  It's starting to drive me a little coo coo.

They both want to be the first at everything, and I mean everything!

They race each other up the stairs every single time.  Usually Mikey "wins" and Katie will throw a fit and say "oh No, Mikey beat me!" "I want to win!"  I then chime in with a "It's okay Katie. You still beat Mommy."

They race to put on their socks and shoes and coats.  Usually I still have to help Mikey put on his shoes and Katie isn't quite there yet so I end up putting one shoe on Mikey then one on Katie, then the other on Mikey and the other on Katie.

They race to go out the side door in the morning.  Katie "won" one morning and was so excited she opened the door and it banged right into Mikey's forehead.  I know, it's getting a little out of control!

They even race to bed at night.....who can be the first to go through our bedroom door on the way to their own rooms.  It's a fight every time.

Things that come out of a two year old's mouth

Scenario 1:
Daddy: "Katie, you're such a little peanut!"
Katie: "No, I'm a big peanut!"

Scenario 2:
On the days when Katie takes a nap, she will usually stay awake for another hour and get some one-on-one special time with Scott and I.  She is always very sweet and lovable during this time.  I gave her a close hug and smelled the back of her neck.....no more baby smell!

Mommy:  "Katie, you don't have that baby smell anymore.  You lost that baby smell!"
Katie: "Ut-oh, where did it go?! We have to find it."

Indeed, we have to find it, but I'm afraid it's lost forever.  She's just not a baby anymore.

Funny Phrases

Mikey has been extra sweet recently, with moments of being, hummmmmm, not so sweet.

Through out every day I hear him say things like this:

Mikey : "Mommy I love you."  "I missed you while you were on your field trip."
Mommy: "You mean cruise?"
Mikey: "Yeah, cruise."


Mikey: "Mommy, I missed you when I was at school." "I love you." "Come here cutie pie." "Let me give you a hug and kiss." "No Mom, on the lips!"


Just out of the blue one day.
Mikey:  "Hey Mom, did you know that sharks poop in the water?!" "Ewww, gross!"


Mikey: "Mom, STOP! I don't want you to talk.............EVER!"

Long break

Sorry for the long break since my last post. I was struck down with the flu and laryngitis for 2 plus weeks and still don't feel 100%. Updates and new posts coming soon are below! I promise.

Making Play doh

The kids love to do play doh.  We usually play with it on the weekends or during the week if it's been a long day and I just need to keep them occupied for 30-45 minutes.  After looking at their store bough play doh I realized that half of it was long ago workable or semi dried out.  Even if it's a little dried out, it crumbles when getting played with into a million little pieces that I then have to sweep up, so I decided to make my own play doh tonight.

It was easier than I thought and the consistence was just like the store bought kind.  I followed this recipe (here).  My only complaint was that my fingers were nice and stained after using food coloring to make the play doh all different colors.

About to color the dough.  The kids liked squirting the colors into the little thumbprint holes.

Katie wanted pink and purple.

Scott'isms

Some things I'm just really loving about Scott right now.

He gets the rock star treatment as soon as he comes home.  Both kids run to hug him and kiss him and say "I missed you Daddy."  "Were you working to make money to buy us more presents?!" "I love you!"


Every night, he plays tackle me on the couch with the kids.  They will start at one end of the living room, run to him and he will throw them on alternating sides of the couch.  The kids really get a kick out of reversing it.  Scott will run to them and then the kids throw him on the couch, well the kids think they are throwing him on the couch when it's really Scott doing all the work.

He has "trained" (maybe not the right word here) Mikey to give him hugs every so often when they are wrestling.  Sort of like feeding a meter.  Scott get's all these extra hugs.

He plays this sleeping game with Katie, where he will lie down and pretend to be sleeping and to get him to wake up, Katie has to kiss him.  It's only Katie's kisses that are the magic touch and will wake him.  He pretends to fall asleep a few seconds after that and needs to get kissed again.  He get's plenty of kisses from Katie this way.

When reading to the kids at night the Berenstain Bears books, he replaces Brother Bear and Sister Bear with Mikey Bear and Katie Bear.

He can impersonate all different kinds of people while reading books, from a female to a western cowboy to a British person.

I love the little things he does and the creative way he puts his own spin on raising our kids.