What the Beach..did I do?

Little Pookie

The title of this post says it all.  We went on a family outing yesterday to the beach.  I am kinda obsessed with getting the girls exposed to different stuff and doing stuff as a family.  Darcy does not have this same obsession so going to the beach for the day was already on his" this may not go so well" radar.

We were meeting up with my sister, her family and a few others who are renting a cottage and vacationing for the week.  We left in the morning so the girls could have their morning nap, so far so good.  We arrived in time for lunch and a quick visit with friends who live in the area.  Then we sun screened up and headed to the beach..this is where the troubles began.

Munchie & Daddy

Emily was tired and started to rub her eyes with her hands, big mistake as she had sun screen on them and rubbed it into her eye.  We did not know it at the time..so continuing on...we got to the beach and proceeded to carry the stuff down....way too much stuff...but of course I had to have it all at the beach just in case we needed it..so a couple trips later we were set-up and started to change the girls into their suit.  Emily had been fussing for a bit and we were not sure why.  I thought she was tired and just needed a nap, but she was having no part of that.  Then the wailing started, she was so upset that she broke out in a red rash all over her face.  We finally figured it out that she had something in her eye and started to flush it out.  This was not working, so Darcy walked with her to settle her down...nope.  We flushed it again and she started to settle down.  At this point I was starting to pack up and head back to the car, who wants to be at the beach with crying children?

About the only smile we had from daddy!

Oh, Sophia was crying too, because she might of gotten a grain of sand on one toe and she was within sight of the water.  She sooo does not like the water, grass or sand on her feet.  I hope this changes by next summer.  Emily started to come around and was playing in the sand with her cousins..So I decided to stick it out for a bit.

I am glad I did cause we ended up having a good afternoon, a good supper and a nice bonfire before we headed home.  I knew we would be going home in the dark, and the girls will sleep in the truck, so that part was good.  One thing I did not think of was the amount gas needed to get us all the way home.  This is a big problem because we were driving in the country, where all the small towns lock down by 9pm, except for the local Tim Horton's.  When Darcy asked "how far can we drive with the light on" I began to panic....I pictured us at the side of the road, trying to stick it out until 7am when the gas station opened...not a good picture.  So for about half the ride home, I was nervous and I was wishing that cars run on coffee..cause they were open.
By the time we got to Listowel the truck was runnin pretty low and to our luck the gas station was open.  I almost kissed the pump!

Emily & Lilly playin nice

The day was not a total bust..but there are a few lessons learned....

• Never put sunscreen on the hands of toddlers......trust me I am not doing that again!
• Do not over pack for the beach...talking two trips to get all the stuff to and from the car is tiring!
• Do not take dips to the beach...they are sand magnets
• Pack booze..and drink it before it goes warm
• When things get rough..do not sit in your beach chair, laugh and open a drink..my husband did not appreciate this, nor did he find any of this funny
• Be sure to fill your truck up with gas before the gas stations close

I must say that I am not rushing back to the beach anytime soon....so girls it is you, me and the turtle pool!

Ciao

R-xo

Cryin' over spilled milk

I feel like I’m running non-stop these days, not a new feeling, but a reoccurring one..... and have far too many snippets of thoughts and ideas bouncing around in my head to even make any sense of them most of the time. I don’t know about you, but when I get mentally blocked up the best cure of all is to dump it out in order to remove the blockage..which is not happenin' these days.....Between the toddler talk, the daily maintenance of running a house and maintaining a career...leaves no time for pillow talk and that makes me kinda sad.  I loved our funny yet deep conversations, my husband and I had laying in bed pitch black....something made it seem uninhibited by talking in the dark.  We connect differently and talk differently and it is kinda nice to do that without a coffee in hand or the TV playing in the background.  So why does this have to stop?  Oh ya...raising the twins has taken over and I mean consumed anything we have left in us by the end of the night even our conversations start with "so how were the girls today?" or "What did the girls do today?" or just general conversations about them...eating, pooping and playing.  Now...I knew that this would happen, but I am still mystified that is does...and that only the dishes get done at night and nothing else.  So now we go to bed...at different times, put in our sleeping guards and do not stir until the girls wake for their bottles...7am!  Things of the past, do they ever come back?

R-xo

We Have Another Walker!

I am happy to report that We have another walker.  Sophia is on the move and walking like a pro..like she has been doing it for weeks (closet walker) and just now has decided to show off...and at Gramma Alice's house no less.  This makes things interesting.  I have to be in two places at once...it is like they talk about this before I bring them down from their naps to play.  "okay..when she lets us down, you go for the fridge magnets and I will stand on the toddler chair to distract her and then you can chuck the fridge magnets in the garbage..okay drop and run!" 

So I have been busy completing the girls 1st year memory book and for the first time I am doing this on-line through an on-line scrap booking company called Heritage Makers...my sister-in-law is a consultant and has gotten me into this.  If anyone is interested in this, as you can make alot of other stuff too..cards, scrapbook pages etc..and it is easy with all the digital photos (no deciding what pics and then having them printed..) you can get in contact with her at misformemories@yahoo.ca and she will lead you through it.  I am amazed that I have completed their birth book and now I have to work on their milestone books...

R-xo

Tuesday Funny

Pookie!

Munchie

do I need to say more?....

I just need more time

I have been back to work for about a month and I feel like I have added chaos to my already crazy schedule. Routine, Routine, Routine, if I hear another person tell me I am not in a routine yet, or I need to get into a routine I will jump off a bridge (not literally, although some days I wonder….) like I don't want the madness to stop!

I am a planner, it is in my nature...or as my husband would think neurotic, crazy calendar lady..oh look her comes the calendar again, lets run and hide! It is just that I like to be organized, know what I am up against…and I like to be a step ahead of my sister when it comes to securing babysitters, cause we use the same ones..our parents!

With my sister having twins before me I sometimes look at her life or ask for her experiences when her girls were my girls age….so far there is no comparison…my girls are just the opposite of what hers were. Her girls would sit in a high chair and enjoyed dinner with the rest of us…my girls will sit for 5 minutes, not eat anything and then cry to get out, no sitting with the family through dinner so we eat one at a time. Her girls would go with the flow, be content with whatever was going on...mine..well I am guessing you are picking up a theme here…so discussing child rearing is not easy and mostly frustrating for me. This is probably one of the things I did not expect, this much craziness. Don’t get me wrong I am not expecting smooth sailing, but the constant craziness all day, every day was not what I was expecting… so far lesson learned is not to plan so much and enjoy the time we have with the girls as they are only going to be 13 months once! easier said then done right?

R-xo

My Little Parrot & First Bumps

Emily has her own language but Sophia has turned into quite the little parrot. She tries to repeat a lot of what you say, even though she does not know what it is she is saying. We were reading a bed time story and I was pointing out the butterfly. She would start to say "but, but fel, butfel" and then out pops…"poopy" (with smiles behind it)! What a girl. My little parrot!


We officially have had our first bloody lip and nose…all in the same weekend and all done by Emily. Poor munchie, I am surprised she still wants to walk with all the falls and "tragedy" she endures. For her bloody lip she tripped and fell against the leg of the chair and for her bloody nose she walked onto the swing while her sister was swinging in it.


Everything is totally devastating to her..from when you say "no, don't touch that" to a minor fall, to a bloody nose…she puts both hand in front of her mouth and wails, and tears start to come and then some more machine gun wailing. Let's not forget the verbal scolding that follows…..abadabpa, beddda, apieapie and she is so upset about, it like I was the one who injured her and she is not going to stand for it! But like most kids..give her a few minutes and she is laughing and playing like it never happened…and of course she tried to walk in front of the swing again..this time daddy had her number!

Happy Canada day all.
Ciao
R-xo