The Big Girls are 5

The big girls are 5 – hard to believe that 5 years ago they were such little peanuts and the first twinadoes to hit this family.  The birthday party started at the local swimplex.  Lots of family and friends dawned their bathing suits, no tan lines visible, and splashed around.  Our girls are too little for the big pool so we cozied up with MG and gramma in the warm pool.  MG seemed to have a meltdown as she was not able to go with the big girls and cousins down the big twirl slide.  I don’t blame her…Emmy and Sophia are not her style when it comes to swimming.

This year the swimming went a lot better.  Last year the big girls had a swim birthday party too, but that was the first time Emmy and Sophia had ever gone swimming.  I can remember it like it was yesterday….lots of crying and disorganization, especially in the dressing room.  It was not an enjoyable experience.  That experience was not lost on them and for the rest of the summer every time they got close to water they would cry and turn away.  My sister did an experiment with Sophia…She turned her towards her backyard pool and she would start to whimper, then she would turn her away and she would stop.  Look at the pool…don’t look at the pool...it was funny, but not to Sophia… and that is what sparked the swimming lessons this past fall.

The day ended as per the usual…lots of food, lots of drinks, lots of people, lots of cake and lots of presents.

 

On another  bright note!  Emmy and Sophia did go to sleep in the big girl’s beds, no playpens, no problem.  This must have gotten my husband excited because this week he got the toddler beds assembled, cleaned up and brought them upstairs.  When I saw that…I started to have a panic attack!  I am not ready to deal with this yet  I am not ready to have them run out of their room in the morning or the middle of the night, what if I sleep right through and do not hear them running around?

He must of saw the look of panic on my face and told me to relax, he would take the beds back to the garage. (this was not the reaction he expected...sorry honey!)  I almost could not believe that my heart started to race when I saw those beds…except that it did.  Wow….I guess I need to get mentally prepared and that was my warning!

For some reason I have 2 years in my mind..2 years old to start potty training and introduce the toddler beds.  Maybe I need to rethink this….as at daycare they are going on the potty up to 2 times a day and Emmy will take her pants off and want to go potty.  She know the feeling so maybe I should go with it!

Happy Birthday L&M!

Cheers R - xo

Stop drop and spread your wings!

 Last winter the girls did not get the concept of fun in the snow.  I would set them in a snow bank, but that mostly ended in frustrated whining and some tears.  They did not like being stuck and did not like the cold snow.  This year has been a whole new ball game….Although it has been cold, Hubby gets them out a lot, especially on his “daddy daycare” day.  This day daddy was at work and I was taking them out…honestly to kill some time and energy on their part.

They both like to touch the snow with their fingers and then quickly eat it….kinda like they are licking frosting off of a cake, but the concept of falling on their backs in the snow was a tricky sell.  Of course, I had to demonstrate, but as I was demonstrating I had Emmy running to the roadway and Sophia falling face first in the snow bank (she tripped).  When I got them corralled and showed them the “angel” mommy made they wanted to investigate.  Emmy promptly stepped on the head and Sophia, well she tripped again and went head first into the snow….so far this was not a great experience. 

Then a doggie came along and all crying stopped while they watched the dog go by.  In the meantime I made another snow angel and drew a face on it.  Emmy discovered the newly designed angle and said “mommy funny eyes” and Sophia discovered the “beep, beep” and “mouth.” I thought… this is good….so I said “ let’s make a snow angel and put a face on it.”  Vummm..both fell on their backs and waved their arms like they were in the snow angel Olympics!  I was grinning from ear to ear, laughing and cheering.  I wanted to run in and get the camera….but knew that was not a wise parenting move and that proved to be true.  When trying to get up both angels were wrecked, but I drew a face on them anyways.   We ended the day with me pulling them in the sled, which the Bells got them for Christmas, around the back yard and down the slide a couple of times.  By then I was pooped out!  So I am not sure I achieved my goal of tiring them out!

Cheers!
R