08 October 2014

Weekends and my Mini Photographer

Our past couple of weekends have been kind of exciting. First off was the Genworth 10/4 Miler with the Amazing Kids Race. This was the last weekend in September. Emma loves to run, so we signed her up for the 1/4 miler for kids 0-5. Before the race there was bubbles, face painting, and karate demonstrations. Emma went straight for the bubbles. These weren't ordinary bubbles. They had two kids swimming pools set up, full of suds. In each one was a little stool and a hula hoop. The kids stood on the stool and a volunteer pulled the hula-hoop up around them so they were inside the bubble. Emma loved it. She kept trying to touch it as they pulled the bubble over her, though. 

Anyway, one parent was allowed to run with each child, if they wanted. Since this was Emma first race, we decided that I would run with her. I really thought that I would chase her across the track because that's what happens whenever we go outside. She says "Catch Me!" and takes off. The crowd probably threw her off a bit. So we held hands the entire time.
She wanted to stop about halfway through. But then the cheerleaders started putting their hands out for high-fives and that got her going for the rest of the race. (I don't know her time, I can never see the clock at the starting line. Sorry, Grandpa.)

On Saturday, I ran the 4-miler. Well, walked really. I did try to run parts of it. The uphill parts. Crazy I know but sometimes it is easier to run it then to walk it. I did the 4-miler last year too. My time didn't improve, however I did not hurt as much this year. Not being 5 months pregnant with a baby swashing my hip joints probably had a lot to do with that.

For the first weekend in October, we went out to Yoder Farm. This is becoming a tradition with us. They have a corn maze, goats, a play area with rubber duck races, a corn pit with bouncy balls, tricycles, and pumpkins and apples. So, the tradition is to go through the corn maze and get some apples for canning, stopping to play with the toys and the goats along the way, of course.

Emma is a big fan of the rubber duck races. She was not a fan of the corn maze. Last year she ran through it, getting ahead of us and making me worry that she might actually get lost. This year she stopped dead the the entrance and had to be persuaded to go in. She did not like the corn and did not want to touch it at all.

Kaylee didn't have a problem with it. She was asleep for most of the farm experience though. Which was fine. It was her nap time anyway.

This should really be second blog post, but sometimes its just easier to load all the pictures at once and type around them.

Its hard to take pictures around Emma because she will insist that its her turn to have the camera. We can always tell when she's had it because we get pictures like this:
And this:

She got a hold of the camera recently while we were hanging out with Kaylee. She surprised us with these:

As you might be able to tell, Kaylee is pretty fascinated with the camera too.

23 September 2014

What birthdays mean

For the past two weeks or so, Emma has been talking about birthdays. She's learned that birthdays are something that people have. Because my birthday was coming up, we talked about what we would do for it: have cake, open presents, and go to a restaurant.

Yesterday was my day and Emma was exited about everything. We opened presents before I left for work. She helped Daddy make cupcakes. And she was so thrilled to go the restaurant that she burst our in tears when we immediately leave the library when picked me up. I think its safe to say that she likes birthdays.

This morning when we got up, we have this conversation:

Emma, "Presents?"

"No, my birthday was yesterday. I don't have anymore presents."

"Daddy's turn?"

14 September 2014


What do you do when the drawers under your bed fall apart? If you're 3, you turn the empty space into a nice, cozy, hide-away.

Not that she stayed hidden away for long. But she did tell me that she was going to sleep in there. I didn't argue with her because I remember dragging my pillow and blankets in the closet to sleep. In the end, she decided that her bed was much more comfortable.

Now for the grandparents, here is our baby laughing:


30 August 2014

The Kids (Yes, plural)

Kaylee is now 7 months old. She has two teeth, loves to smile and laugh, and scoots around on her butt a lot. She is almost crawling, and can pull herself up to stand. She may skip the crawling altogether and go straight to walking.

Emma is 3. She loves to climb things, spin, and run. She likes dinosaurs, trains, and cats. Sometimes she will help wash or feed Kaylee, but most of her interactions involve the phrase "No, Kaylee, don't grab it."

They do enjoy having tummy time together though.

27 August 2014

Pop Culture Funnies

Letters, memos, text messages, diary entries, and online forums are just a few of the formats that the correspondences take in Dear Luke, We Need to Talk, Darth: and other pop culture correspondencs.  The pop culture references range far wider then I expected. From the titular Star Wars to Jaws and The Walking Dead to the Superbowl to The Eagles and Lenard Cohen, plus a lot more. There's reference for every genre (movie, music, tv) and decade, starting from the 1950s on. While I enjoyed this book, I'm not sure of its fit in my library. The other few pop culture books we have do not check out much, except for How to Tell if Your Cat is Plotting to Kill You, so there may be hope for it.

I received this book from Blogging for Books for this review.

3.5 Stars Because all humor is subjective and some things were just funnier then others.

01 August 2014

Returning to Art

I am not an artist, artist, but I like creating art. I'm one of those people who doodles in the margins. Colored pencils are easy to use, they're very portable, they come in lots of variety, and you can use them on just about anything. I've always been a bit frustrated with them though, because I haven't been able to get the same type of richness and depth out of them that I see other artist do. The New Colored Pencil book by Kristy Ann Kutch explains how to do that, and you don't have to have the most expensive, made for the serious artists only, pencils.

Kutch reviews different types of colored pencils, wax based, water-soluable, and wax pastels, and explains how they work on different surfaces and how which techniques work best with them. She even has a chapter on how to mix them together. I love all the charts and tables. There are many techniques, new to me, that I will be testing out.

4 stars.

I received this book from Blogging for Books for this review.

04 October 2013

The Pregnancy Post

For those of you who aren't family and haven't seen my husband's posts on Facebook, here's the big announcement. I'm Pregnant!

Baby number 2 is due on Feb. 2nd. We are having another girl. Her name will be Kaylee Seraphina.

This pregnancy has been full of anxiety and weeping, especially in the first trimester. I was freaking out about all sorts of things, miscarriages, chronic illnesses, deformities, moving, clothes, food. I was a very hard person to live with. I'm over most of that now, I think. At least I haven't broken down over the thought of wearing the same 2 skirts and 2 pants for the rest of my pregnancy in over 3 weeks.

I am all mixed up about what to expect from the doctors and the hospital though. With Emma, I went to the birthing classes early and then watched a lot of birth preparation videos in Japan, but the Japanese have a completely different attitude towards birth then the United State does. They are very much into natural child birth, but they use a lot of meditation, relaxation, and massage techniques for labor.  They had a video of dolphins and aromatherapy candles in the delivery room.

I often think that if I had had Emma in the States, the doctors would have given me a C-section, or least forced some extra drugs on me, because of how long my labor took. I don't want to have the exact same experience as I had in Japan, but I also don't want to be forced into something I may not need. From things I've read and people I've talked to, it seems like that happens a lot, especially in hospitals. But the hospital is the only option I have here. There are no birthing centers and my insurance won't cover a midwife/home birth.

Should I be worried about this? Or is this just my pregnancy anxiety morphing from many issues into one?