Lockdown

I FINALLY got the lock I wanted, put on the pantry door.  Thank you, thank you, my handy man, Mike.  Not only is the pantry locked from Dagen the Explorer, but I also have to keep the upstairs bathrooms locked. 

It is so nice now, not to have to follow her around all day making sure she is not into the cereal or snacks or dumping the cereal boxes all over the floor or playing in the bathroom sinks or pulling long lengths of toilet paper and dragging them around the house to find them later found in little balled up clumps throughout the house.

She watches the kids and I unlock the bathroom doors upstairs with the little door tools we have, and she is trying her own things to open the doors.  Below is a can opener.

She has tried jumping to reach the lock.

The can opener was no success, so now she’s moved on to Daddy’s tool drawer.

What she didn’t know at this moment, was that the door was already unlocked and she thought her tool had worked!  “I  DI  IT!” (I did it!)

Happy

Birthday

Dagen

With all of us being sick the week of her birthday, we had to postpone her little party. 

Today is Weston’s birthday and we figured it’d be easier for everyone to get together once, so they are celebrating together tonight.  I think I mentioned before, how it’s tradition to have balloons in their room first thing when they wake.  I used to scatter them up on the ceiling, but with fans in every room here in AZ, it’s a little scary, hoping the kids don’t turn the fan on and tangle them all up inside… so I’ve had to improvise the past few birthdays and display them differently. 

Dagen was so cute.  “Witty!” (pretty) was what she said over and over again.  She loved the balloons on the floor and was throwing them in the air saying “Boing!” and then laughing and rolling over them.

And the kitchen was decorated in Abby Cadabby theme.  “Witty!!!”

We enjoyed a little breakfast cereal before the kids went off for school and sang Happy Birthday.  The kids never forget to include the “cha cha cha’s and ooh la la’s” in between.

And then the opening of one present in the morning.  She chose my parent’s gift to open.  Dagen is always all about dancing and this piano plays a million cute songs and even has a microphone for her to sing into.  Thanks Mom and Dad!

When we ask Dagen how old she is, she says, “Doo.” and holds up 5 fingers.

She had so much fun with her hats.  She’d put them on her head and say, “Abby, aw you?” (Abby, where are you?) and then look for her and then say, “Deh wah” (there you are).

 

Kallie’s 1st

Day of

Preschool

Not only is it Dagen’s birthday celebration today, but also Kallie’s day.  She kept asking when it was time to go.  Since Jaidyn and Isaac leave the early hour of 7:20, she had quite a while to wait until 9am when preschool would begin.  We even left early, ‘cause she wanted to go so badly.  We got there 15 minutes early and drove around the neighborhood playing “I spy game” in the car and singing ABC song and counting to 20.

When we FINALLY went in, she walked upstairs and found her friend Abby. 

Kallie went in… no blankie, no tears… she was very brave and very excited and not at all sad, but Mommy was having a hard time saying bye and not getting those kisses and hugs I thought I’d be getting from her when it was time for me to leave.  I thought she would be nervous and hugging my leg or hiding behind it.  Nope… she was already busy socializing!

When Dagen and I got home.  Dagen kept saying, “Cake, cake mmmmm”  and making chomping noises.  So we made her cupcakes… just her and I… all alone…

It was very strange to have just Dagen with me and no other kids asking for my attention.

And there were no fights as to who would get the beaters. 

After cupcakes we let go one of her balloons.

Dagen:  “Byeeeee bwoon!”

Rookie to

Expert

The past few days Isaac’s been showing me how really really loose his tooth is and asking if I could PLEASE try to get it out.  Funny though how he always seems to ask me at bedtime when he’s already been tucked in and Mommy is SO tired.  Everytime he’d ask, I’d somehow convince him to ask me another time when it wasn’t so late.

I finally tried at it last night.  I wiggled it and wiggled it and it looked loose, but BOY, was it tight in there still.  I didn’t want to try to pull it until it was a little looser.  So I was ready to give up, but I gave it one last big wiggle and the tooth made this POP noise and blood oozed out.  IT WASN’T OUT YET THOUGH… ‘cause I hadn’t really tried pulling it yet. 

So Isaac wanted to look in the mirror while he was dabbing away at the blood with a tissue.

Me:  “Isaac, it’s bleeding ‘cause it’s really loose now.  Do you want me to do it… or do you want to try yourself?  Jaidyn’s NEVER pulled her…”

And before I could finish my sentence, he had pulled it out HIMSELF!  I couldn’t believe it.  He looked scared at first, and then he started laughing when he saw MY face.  I was looking at him with my mouth wide open… surprised.

I don’t usually like to brag, BUT…

I’ve pulled out 10 teeth so far in the past 2 to 3 years…

Jaidyn has lost 8, and I pulled 7 of those 8. 

(Reason being, that I was a rookie back in the days and I couldn’t get her first tooth out myself and I was scared to, so I had my best friend Jen take care of it for me and show me her skills.) 

I went from using pliers and thread and pleading to “let me try one more time… I know I’ll get it this time”…  to learning the right way of grabbing one square of toilet paper and getting a good grip at it and yanking once or twice. 

I can say I’ve definitely gone from ROOKIE to EXPERT in the past few years of pulling teeth. 

But I don’t want to brag or anything.

So 7 of Jaidyn’s, Isaac’s first one, and then Collin’s first two. 

How many have you pulled? 

Go ahead… brag a little.

This Morning

Isaac had to show off his dollar bill to everyone.  He showed us all the glitter that was sprinkled over and under his pillow and all the glitter on his face. 

Every dollar bill the tooth fairy has left for Jaidyn and Isaac has had lots of pixie dust sprinkled all over it.