Twice a year I drive my family crazy. I make them try on clothes to see if they still fit, box up clothes that are too small and start the consignment sale routine… Enter items, print tags, hang up items, tag items. All together I spend about 12 – 16 hours (this doesn’t include the drive to drop items off, pick items up, etc) getting ready for the Popsicle Kids Sale. You might think this is a lot of work, but I’m basically trading the kids clothes for the correct size each year. And I get to shop early!
This year was a little different that most. First, I put back Chloe’s clothes to have for hand-me-downs for Carlee. The other is I went strictly looking for items for Carlee. Gage had a ton of stuff that still fit him from last year and Chloe got a LOT of hand-me-downs from my niece, Logan.
I must brag on the deals I got this year. Mom and I shopped early on Wednesday and got a high chair, bumbo chair and mattress for $50 (retail value would have been $150). Tonight I went and early shopped the half price items and got the following:
- 20 Sleepers/gowns for Carlee
- 1 pair of Jeans for Carlee
- 10 dresses/outfits for Carlee
- 2 pairs of shoes for Carlee
- 3 sweaters for Carlee
- 3 pairs of cotton pants for Carlee
- sweater for Chloe
- PJs for Chloe with Snow White on them (she’s been asking for some for weeks)
- A shirt and jacket for Chloe
- Elmo shirt and pants for Chloe
- 2 pair of pants for Gage
- Sweater for Gage
- Shirt for Gage
All of this for $68.
One day while driving my 3 hours a day drive to work and back I started thinking about my life. I had several questions I was asking myself over and over and the number one question was “Are you happy?”.
No, I was not at all happy with my life situation. Continue reading
Thankfully I survived the Stomach Death Flu of 2010. I’m much, much better now thanks to finally getting some good rest. I didn’t want to get the kids sick, so I locked myself in my bedroom with Gatorade.
Mitchell and Gage had a “boys night” of root beer, pizza and staying up past Gage’s bedtime. Gage has shown interest in the planets and astrology, so Mitchell found Gage some Solar System posters for his bedroom at the dollar store. I do wonder if Mitchell and I are the only parents who get extra excited over finding toys the kids can learn from, not just tear up and throw in a toy box. But, that’s another post. So they came home and Gage learned about the different planets. Gotta love geeky dads and their ideas for a boy’s night!
Mom took Chloe Friday for me and kept her until Gage and I went to get her last night. My favorite Gage quote of the night: “That (patience) sure takes a lot of work, GG.” (when I told him he had to be patient and wait to get his paints out.
So now that I have energy, I guess we are going to spend family day cleaning house since mommy was out of pocket most of the week.
Everyone watches their child go through the milestones, rolling over, sitting up, first steps, first words, etc, but I think many parents overlook other milestones their children reach. This weekend Mitchell and I watched Chloe perform a science experiment.
She was eating dinner and drinking from a water bottle (daddy was, so she had to also). This water bottle has a handle on it. First she saw her spoon fit through the handle. This was neat because it made a noise when it hit the table. So then she tried her passy. It fit, neat-o! She gets excited and claps. Time to try the bowl, nope too big. That’s ok, the food in the bowl will fit, but it’s stick and doesn’t make it through to the other side.
But Chloe sat for a good 15 minutes trying to put objects through the water bottle handle. She would turn the water bottle, look at it, almost like she was calculating in her mind the dimensions.
Of course with Mitchell and I both being science nerds at heart, we loved watching her focus for this long on experimenting (that didn’t involve picking food out of the floor!)
We took Gage and Chloe to see the Christmas lights around town. There is a road they call Candy Cane Lane where all houses are decorated. There is a gentleman at the end of the road who dresses up like Santa a few nights during the Christmas season and let’s you take photos and hands out small toys. He was not out this said night which started the following conversation with Gage (my 4 year old step-son).
Gage: “Daddy, can we go see Santa.”
Mitchell: “Santa isn’t home.”
Gage: “Where is he?”
Me: “I guess he’s up at the North Pole making toys.”
Gage: “Oh, when will he be back?”
Me: “I don’t know. We’ll check next weekend.”
Gage: “Do you think we could just sneak in and see if Santa is home or not.”
Me: “No baby, we can’t break in Santa’s house.”
By this time Mitchell and I can barely breathe we are laughing so hard. Gage was being so sweet and innocent about it.
My sister and our family suffered a great loss yesterday. Alivia Diane Tilley was still born 23 weeks early.
She weighed 5.5oz and was 8 inches long. Her little footprints were the size of your thumb.
Please keep my sister, 4 year old niece Logan, and brother-in-law in your thoughts and prayers as they make it through the next few weeks.