Sunday, May 19, 2013
It's gotten me in trouble many times, but I love my birthday a lot. I love everything about it. This means that I often have unrealistic expectations for how great it is going to be, and have to fight off disappointment at some point during the day. I recognize that this makes me a complete brat, but there you have it. It gets better every year, though, and this birthday was the best yet. Duh, the more my attitude surrounding my birthday matures, the better my birthday actually is... duh. duh. duh.
Anyway... my wonderful friend AEH, whom I haven't seen since August, arrived at our place on the 17th, so we brought my birthday in the right way and stayed up until 4 a.m. Later that morning we went to Monuts Donuts with her and the incredible, fabulous MMC and her trusty sidekick FFC. The donuts were great and the company was even better. I love these people.
And can I just say that a husband who does positively everything for me, loves my birthday nearly as much as I do, and puts up with my ever-teetering emotions, has got to be the best.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
...that I must have the best job ever.
Happy Mother's Day to my mama and mama-in-law, too. We love you, and can't wait to spend the summer with you! And let's not forget our grandma's!!! I can't believe how blessed we are to have so many wonderful mothers in our lives.
We arrived home from our vacation yesterday at 4 p.m. and headed to Duke Chapel at 5 p.m. for Cody's graduation ceremony. It seems that we haven't stopped since then! It was tricky getting the kids to stay content during the ceremony, so we spent most of it outside. But with Katie's help, we did okay! I got to see Cody go to the front to be recognized, and he got to see us when he walked in, and even got to witness some of Seb's antics, which were memorable, I assure you.
We are so proud of you, my love!
Thursday, May 9, 2013
We are moving in a week and a half, but decided to squeeze in a little last minute family vacation to the ocean. The boys were absolutely angels in the car (Bruno chewing his toes for the first time—a "mom dream" of mine finally realized). As we crossed our first bridge, Sebastian announced, "We got here!" Oh these little munchkins... I can't get enough. You guys, they were so good, that even though they were both awake for the entire 4 hours, I got to read aloud to Cody for part of the drive. And since I know you're dying to know what we're reading.... here it is. We've decided "comedy memoirs" are our thing. It's the slightly (slightly!) more intellectual version of comedy tv, so what's not to love?
And now, our first hour in Kitty Hawk: Bruno is terrified of the ocean, Sebastian can't get enough of it.
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Saturday, May 4, 2013
|this was crazy. i need some bungee cords for the bike...|
Now let me clarify: the part that is supposed to happen is that Sebastian is supposed to grow up. He is supposed to form his own opinions, and desire to follow his plans and ideas for things. He is fighting to become an individual, distinct from his parents. The part that is not supposed to happen, or maybe I should say, happen for long, is this extended period of agitation, discontent, and need to always assert his opinion and stick with it until the bitter end.
I am learning, thanks to this incredibly helpful and inspiring book (go buy it now!), that when Sebastian displays this kind of behavior, he is having a difficult time with a change, there's too much stress or stimulation, or he is simply struggling to understand how to assert his individuality. He didn't just magically become a bratty kid. This book has already helped us tremendously in figuring out how to create a more peaceful, enriching environment for Sebastian, and you know what? It's not even been a week and there is a marked difference in him. He is back to his cheerful, goofy self the majority of the day. We still have struggles, but they're spotty, and we're working through them in a healthy way.
A few things we've done:
-When he needs mommy, he gets mommy (Okay, when this is possible).
-TV time has been drastically reduced. For the first few days we cut it out completely. Since then, I ask him if he wants to watch something for a bit, instead of waiting for him to request a movie when he's at an emotional low. This means that he's not filling his emptiness with a movie, but is learning to work through tough situations with play. Even with this small difference, he's been able to handle the end of TV time much better.
-And probably most important, I'm working on my attitude. I'm trying to react more calmly, gently, and lovingly when he's acting out. From the book, "'When your child seems to deserve affection least, that's when they need it most.'" I'm also trying to take him outside more.
As I was reading more of Simplicity Parenting last night, I came to this quote:
"Nature is a warm sensory bath that can counterbalance the cold overwhelm of too much activity, information, or 'stuff.' Time in nature calms and focuses; for most children, it takes only a few minutes for them to begin to explore. Watch as they seek out places that feel particularly right to them, as they gather symbolic objects—leaves, sticks, bits of moss—that they discover. You can't manipulate nature, it must be delved into; it's a vibrant but neutral canvas onto which a child can pour their creativity."
Watching Sebastian take off yesterday chasing a squirrel was proof enough for me of the truth of this statement. Also, a toddler chasing a squirrel might be the funniest thing on earth.
Someday I dream of having a great outdoor space for our children so they can have nature more readily accessible to them. Just for fun, here are a few of my favorite ideas: built in slide (i tend to be overly cautious when it comes to playgrounds—I'm not the only one who thinks they're deadly—so i love the idea of a slide that i don't have to worry about my kids falling off of...), and check out this post about creating an outdoor play space. I really kind of just want some large mounds of dirt. Growing up, there were a few construction projects my parents did, which created mountains of dirt for summers at a time. I remember building stairs into the dirt mountains, alcoves, and even bringing some old rugs up to the flat spaces. In my mind, it was like living here.
P.S. More of these brothers... specifically this post. Oh, and for posterities sake, Sebastian calls a teeter totter a "tigger tiger."