Moving on up

It seems our little girl is taking another step toward being a "big girl." The past couple of days she has moved up from her trundle bed (which lays flat on the floor) to her real "big girl bed." I thought about trying it out the other night because she has been waking up so much lately for no real reason. I thought maybe a change of sleeping arrangements might just make the difference, and so far, it has - no more unexplained waking up at 1:00 am. And we all know that makes for a very happy mom! Here are a couple of pictures of the sleeping little beauty during nap time. I don't know why, but I just think she looks so cute in that big bed all tucked in with her peeps (Ruby the Rabbit and her duck) surrounding her. The "big girl bed" is so fun for her, the other day when I was reading her a story before nap time, she actually pushed the book closed, climbed down off the rocking chair and stood pointing at her bed (yes, she is still not talking). Obviously she couldn't wait for the entire story to be done before she crawled into bed - no complaints from mom on that one. For the time being the trundle is still pulled out under the bed just in case there would be any middle of the night falls, but for now, that hasn't happened and Lauren is loving her new bed.

As far as everything else is concerned with the little girl, well, not much else new to report. Like I mentioned before, she still refuses to talk. I know we are partly to blame considering we've all been forced to learn what her pointing and grunting means and now we just give her whatever it is she wants just so we don't have to listen to her go into full meltdown mode. And trust me, I've tried to make her talk and not give in to her, but sometimes it is just not worth it. Apparently we all still need some work in this area. Her potty training (or lack of training) has come to a complete stop. The cute little Dora potty ring we bought her is never actually on the toilet, but many days you can find her running around the house with it on her head - yes, she uses it as a hat. She loves her panties and hates to wear her diapers, but until she agrees to sit on the potty, she'll just have to get over it. On a positive, she continues to be "mommy's little helper." If she spills something, she is the first person to go and get a towel and wipe it up (granted, sometimes she doesn't get it all, but at least she tries and I love that!). She is also a big help when it comes to passing out dishes and cups. She loves to be in control so having the power to give out dishes in whatever order she wants is right up her alley. And finally, she is a big help when baby Robbie comes to visit. She is "johnny on the spot" when the baby cries. First thing she'll do is find his nuk if it isn't in his mouth and put it there. If that doesn't make the crying stop, she'll sit down next to him and rub his head while quietly shushing (is that a word?) until he calms down - amazingly enough, this usually works. Maybe we have a little "baby whisperer" on our hands - that would really come in handy in the future. Here she is in action "dancing" with baby Robbie. As you can tell, he doesn't have much choice in the situation, but he seems to enjoy it given his constant smiling (of course he is not smiling in this picture though - that would have made the story too perfect).

I have to pause real quick and let you know that Lauren is currently standing in the kitchen pointing at the ceiling and whining. Now, people that don't know our house, and don't know Lauren, would probably be a little confused, but not me. I know that this means she wants music on so she can dance. She isn't really pointing at the ceiling, rather at the speaker that is in the ceiling, which she knows is where the music comes from. Yet another reason the kids should start talking. If someone else saw her doing this, they would have a hard time figuring out what she wants, and all I can say is, good luck with the meltdown that is sure to follow!

Alright, back to what I was writing about before (and no, I did not turn on the music, I gave her breakfast instead and that seems to have occupied her time). Anyway, for all of Lauren's quirky little things she does or doesn't do, there is still one thing she can do for sure that will make you forget about everything else. Lately when she wants to give you some loving, she'll grab your head, force you down to her level, and then ever so gently plant a big kiss on your forehead. It is seriously the sweetest thing ever and no matter how crappy the day has been, that pretty much makes up for all of it and nothing seems as bad as you originally thought. Gosh, I wish my kisses had that kind of power!

So there is our baby girl in a nutshell. She is growing up way too fast (just like her brother), but we are loving every minute of it and can't wait to see (I say this now knowing I'll be eating my words later) what the future brings with her. If nothing else, it will be interesting for sure!

Fall conferences

I had Ryan's school conference tonight and let's just say it was interesting. Here are some of the phrases/words used by his teacher to describe him . . . eager to learn, sensitive, imaginative, happy, gives into peer pressure, charming, and last but not least, seductive. When I heard the first couple of words, I wasn't too surprised, but when she started in with the whole "gives into peer pressure" thing, I was getting a little concerned - until she explained herself to me. What Teacher Mary meant was that Ryan will give into peer pressure in a good way. Meaning, if one of the other kids in class is practicing their writing and they suggest to Ryan that he should practice his as well, Ryan gives it a quick thought, and then usually gives into the request. The whole peer pressure thing has really worked well to get Ryan engaged in some things he would otherwise not be that interested in. I'm just hoping he won't give in that easy to peer pressure when he is 16 and some stupid kid tries to talk him into something not so good! After the "peer pressure" talk, we moved into Ryan's love of talking (now this was something I totally expected to hear about considering the kid never shuts up). Anyway, Teacher Mary started out by saying that Ryan definitely has the "gift of gab" and he likes to share it with anyone (particularly the teachers) who will listen. She went onto to say, "he is so charming when he talks to you, almost seductive." Wait, did Ryan's teacher just refer to him as "seductive?" I know Trav would probably be thrilled to hear that his boy is charming and seductive, but I'm not all about having a 4-year-old Casanova on my hands. Teacher Mary again went onto to clarify her thoughts. She said Ryan usually starts out a conversation by smiling and getting you to focus on him. Once he has you hooked, he gets you with his eyes and never lets you break eye contact. She said at that point, you just have to sit there and listen because he is so happy to tell a story that you can't break his heart by interrupting him. Apparently this is her version of "seductive" - at least it is better than what I was thinking. When the conference came to an end I was happy with Ryan's progress in class and both the teacher and I agreed that Ryan really loves going to school. If he only knew how many more years of school he had!

One tired mom

It seems like my life lately is kind of blah. I literally wake up with no ambition to do anything other than lay in bed and sleep - exciting huh? Unfortunately, laying in bed and sleeping isn't an option when you have two busy kids waiting for you (apparently baby #3 doesn't care that his/ her brother and sister need their mom too). So instead, I pull myself out of bed, make sure the kids are fed and all of their basic needs are met, and try to get through the day the best we can. Some days are better than others and I actually feel like getting out and doing something, but most days are not. So I've been feeling bad about not doing as much with the kids as I would normally. Let's just say they've been watching more movies than usual and we haven't really done any fun field trips lately. Well, that changed this past weekend (sort of). The kids and I went to my parents place for a couple of days and my main goal was to make sure Ryan had some fun. First on the agenda, find the perfect Halloween costume. With Ryan, this was a real chore. There were so many costumes to pick from that he was a little overwhelmed. After two stores and three different costumes, he had selected the perfect one . . . a black ninja with fake boobs (there is a good story to go with that - I'll touch on that in a bit). After costume shopping, the kids and I headed home for lunch and then it was off to the Grandparents house. While we were sitting at the table eating (and Ryan was in full costume), he looked at me and said, "Now that I have big boobs like my dad, do you think I can move them?" At this point he appears to be trying to move them as he has a very serious look on his face. After coming to the conclusion that he still can't move his boobs like his dad, he takes his fingers and starts moving them and says, "I guess not, I'll just have to use my fingers still - oh well." I just hope he didn't buy the costume for the sole reason of having boobs like Dad, if so, he is probably a little disappointed. With that done, we packed up and headed south to see Grandma and Grandpa. On Saturday, Ryan and I had a Mom/son date planned - just the two of us. With Lauren safe and sound with the grandparents, we headed out to watch "Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs". We had been planning this for a while so Ryan was very excited that the big day was finally here. Not only did we get to watch the movie, we also got popcorn - a huge deal for an excited 4 year old! After our date we had one tired little boy so it was back home to take a nap and relax for a while before we spent the evening hanging out. After the weekend, I was feeling a little better about having spent some quality time with the kids, but still not great. So when I woke up this morning and didn't feel like complete crap, I decided it was time for a field trip. So it was off to the zoo we went to check out the animals! We mainly stayed in the indoor areas of the zoo because it wasn't super warm, but the kids didn't mind because we had never been through these parts of the zoo before. We made it through the Minnesota trail where we saw foxes, wolves, and otters, and then it was off to the "jungle" (as Ryan called it). The Tropical Trail was really neat and took us well over an hour to completely walk through. There were all sorts of exotic animals to see, and even lots of cool little areas for the kids to crawl in and out of. By the time we finished up the jungle, the kids were ready for a snack and one more adventure to the check out the sharks and then we headed home - it finally felt like a normal day and I think the kids were very happy to get out and about for once. It also made me feel like I'm not such a bad mom. Hopefully this is the beginning of the good days out-numbering the bad days and we'll be able to have more fun in the future!

Here are some pictures from yesterday (it was actually nice out) and the zoo today. And don't worry, that isn't a real ninja, it is just Ryan in his costume (which he has rarely taken off in the last few days - hopefully it won't be ruined before Halloween).

The kids hiding out in one of the little caves in the "jungle." And no, that is not a puddle of pee coming from Lauren - the floor was a little damp as they had just watered the trees - luckily she didn't care.Watching an underwater show - they were completely mesmerized by it.

October?

So what is wrong with these pictures? Oh yeah, it is October and there is snow (lots of it) falling. With no other options but to bundle up, that's what we did and headed out the door (going anywhere takes at least fifteen minutes longer now that hats, mittens, and boots are necessary).The kids loved it. Ryan couldn't wait to get outside and play in it and Lauren, once we actually got outside, kept pointing towards the sky and saying "no" (her version of snow) and smiling. We spent a good half hour throwing snowballs and running around in the snow after picking Ryan up from school. The fun ended when Lauren lost her footing and took a face plant into the driveway - oh well, at least we had fun while it lasted. And as usual, Lauren shook it off in no time and was as good as new.

Little gamer

It seems we may have a little gamer on our hands (much to my dismay). Trav bought an old school Nintendo a while back and every once in a while Ryan will get the itch to play. So Trav has taught him a couple of the simple games. So after dinner tonight, when Ryan asked if he could play Double Dragon on the new tv, Trav immediately said, "no." Even video games are prohibited on the new tv for fear that something bad could happen. So Trav (being the nice dad he is) hooked up the Nintendo upstairs so Ryan could play. Here are the kids just minutes into the game - look at that intensity. Lauren is not really playing (notice her controller is upside down), she is just there to provide moral support (although she doesn't know that).
And here is Ryan really getting into things. He plays games just like Trav - tongue in and out of his mouth, constantly biting on it - pretty funny to watch.After 15 minutes he got mad because, "the big guy keeps beating me" and asked to stop - definitely not something Daddy would do. Instead of quitting, Trav would keep playing until he finally won, or until it was the next morning. Can't say I'm mad Ryan isn't like Trav in that way!

Even more "big" news

So you are probably wondering what the "more big news" is. Well, we have yet another new baby in our family! And no, I don't mean we're having twins. This other baby is special and unique. I actually like to think of it as Trav's "baby". He is very attentive to her, makes sure no one hurts or scratches her, handles her in the most delicate manner, and spends lots (and lots) of quality time with her. So, what is it? Take a look.Yes, we broke down and bought a new 50" (it pretty much covers the whole wall) flat screen. And as crazy as it sounds, it was actually my idea. I was getting sick of the kids always kicking me out of bed in the morning so they could watch cartoons. So I figured it we put a tv out in the living room (which is also upstairs), that would give them a place to hang out for a while until I was ready to pull my lazy butt out of bed. With our minds made up, we took the old tv from downstairs, moved it upstairs, and bought every man's dream for the basement. As Trav said, "I couldn't be happier." Now if only I could get him to profess the same sentiments about me - oh that would be so sweet.

Besides the tv news, not much else happening. Ryan broke the news that I was pregnant to some neighbors tonight by telling them that, "my mom has a baby in her belly named Sally." I wasn't around when he said this so when one of the ladies told asked me about it later, I went ahead and confirmed the truth about the baby, but not about the sex, or the name - Ryan, Lauren, and Sally - not sure that really fits, but we'll keep it in mind. Here are a couple of pictures from the first and probably last nice day we'll have. We (along with lots of other neighbors) made sure to take full advantage of the sun while it was around.

And here are a couple of quick pictures Auntie took of the kids the other day while she was here. Somehow she managed to get Lauren to keep her hair like this all day - I can't even get her to sit still while I try and do it. I'll have to figure out her trick.

Big news . . .

So a couple of weeks ago we got together with my whole family and this is what I had the kids wear . . .

I thought the message was pretty clear, but obviously it wasn't. Absolutely no one in the family made any mention of the shirts. Actually, they made mention, but never put two and two together to come up with the big news, which is, Quast baby #3 is on the way! Now I know it would have been more simple to just get a "Big Sister" or "Big Brother" shirt, but I literally had no time. I found out I was pregnant on a Friday, we got together with everyone on Saturday, so I had to make due with what I could find. Oh well, I eventually told everyone and as usual, they were all happy. So there it is, the baby that just keeps giving (giving me crappy feelings and non-stop tiredness) is on the way and he or she will be here hopefully the first week in May (although I'm not holding my breathe on that one considering both Ryan and Lauren were late). Ryan is very excited, so excited that he actually leaked the news to Trav's family before we could say anything to them. Oh well, what can you expect from a four-year old? Ryan is also convinced this baby is a girl, or should I say, he wants this baby to be a girl. I don't know if it is just because he already has a sister and apparently likes her, or if it is because he truly thinks the baby is a girl. But for whatever reason, in his world the baby is a girl. And trust me, if you say it could be a boy, he gets mad and will hear non of it (if god forbid he is wrong, I hope he still likes the kid). Lauren doesn't really get it yet. I'll show her my belly (which is getting large already) and say "baby" - she'll repeat it and walk away apparently not sold on the idea. Luckily she has some time before reality sets in and there is a real baby.

I just had a check-up today and saw the little guy or girl waving at me on the ultrasound - still amazing to see even if it is for the third time. Can't wait to meet the little one!