Friday, August 26, 2011

Lunch Entertainment

During lunch today, I was talking to Jon on the phone about something, and suddenly we got sung to!

(not very quietly might I add) "FIVE LITTLE MONKEYS JUMPING ON THE BED!  ONE FELL OFF AND BUMPED HIS HEAD...MOMMY CALLED THE DOCTOR, DOCTOR SAID! (finger pointing) NO MORE MONKEYS JUMPIN' ON THE BED!"

But little do you know, it really sounded like this:
"Five witte monkeys jumping on the bed!  One feh off and bumped his head...mommy cawed the doctah, doctah said! No moah monkeys jumpin' on the bed!"

And continued the song....

I let Jon listen in and I let him know....poor Jon.  He doesn't get entertainment during lunch! :)

Monday, August 22, 2011

Sometimes it takes I LOVE YOU....

So I take care of a wonderful, sweet two-year girl.  We are preparing for her to become a Big Sister on September 7th.  However she knows she'll be more grown up once the baby comes, since she turns three in October.

The morning however hasn't been one of the best mornings we've shared together.

I won't go into detail, but the last ten minutes stand out to me.  Every day we have a routine after lunch.  We pick up from lunch and I let her know how many books we have time for (for me to read to her).  She usually likes to guess, which is pretty cute.  Her voice is enough to make you smile. :)

Today I chose three books.

I told her to go pick them out and I would be right there.  When I got in her room she had a pile of around 10 books lying on her rug.

"Honey, I said three books.  Can you pick out just three?"

So she takes out three books and tells me to put them away, meaning the rest of the books are for me to read.  Sorry, that's not what I meant.

I laid all the books out on her rug and told her to pick three of them for me to read, and then to help me put the rest back on her bookshelf.  That got accomplished faster than I thought it ever could.

I start reading the first book.  A new "routine" is me sitting on a chair and she sits on her beanbag chair and I read them to her like they do at story time.  It's worked since August first.  However, today after the first book she decides she wants to read them.  I told her she could read one of them while I read the other one (done this before).  No, she wasn't excited about that.  Which is odd for her...but I guess not odd when you're two.  She was pretty upset and didn't want to sit down anymore.  I asked her to please sit down so we  could read.  She didn't want that.  Then she told me we were done reading and it was time to put them away. As soon as we started to do that she decided it was time for me to read again, realizing it wouldn't complete our normal routine.  So I said okay, as long as she sat down.  Sitting down again, I began to read.  Not before my first sentence read, did it start to upset her again.  I told her it was time to put the books away and go for a nap (it was her tired cry).  I've been with her for five months now, and I feel like she is my own.  I know every cry, whimper, and plea.
So I told her I would continue to read if her happy voice can back.  She didn't want to, she just wanted to cry.  Since I gave her the warning, I couldn't go back on my word.

I put the books away and I picked her up and sat her on the potty...the thing we normally do after reading books.  I stayed on the routine!  I stayed calm the whole time, thank you Jesus.  After I got her to sit on the potty, while she cried and cried and cried the whole time.....I let her flush, pull her stuff up, and helped her wash her hands.  Like we always do.  She was happy finally and giggled with me as we washed hands.  Her smile can melt your heart for sure.

I helped her back to her room and tried to get her tucked in for nap.  She wasn't excited about that.  Reminded her of her sleep rules and she told me she wasn't going to follow them and not lay down in bed.  I told her she would have a time out after nap time if she didn't lay down.  She then laid down for me but not long after started to really cry.  I closed the door and started to fold laundry.  After a few minutes she changed from crying out to mom/dad and started saying, "I need you Ma-dy!  I need you!"

So, that's what it feels like when you are a mom! Geesh!

I wanted to cry back out to her and say, "I need you too!"  But I knew if I just leave her for awhile, she would probably fall asleep soon.  She was so wiped out.  I texted her mom and she said she didn't have a nap yesterday and she should go down for a nap early today, so that helped me feel better about my decision. (It's hard when you've been away from a child for four days and you come back not knowing how they've been doing.)
So not long after calling for me, I started to hear her say she had to go poopy.  I questioned back and forth and decided to go get her up.  She usually poops before nap, and she hadn't yet.

I went down to get her and she stopped crying as soon as I opened the door.  I picked her up and told her:

"I love you Norah.  Know that I love you.  I'm sorry you are sad and upset.  Let's go to the bathroom."

She ended up not going, but I ended up with a sweet little girl who stopped crying and is sleeping now.

Sometimes it's good in the hardest times with kids, just let them know you love them. :)
Just like the Lord reassures us.

Monday, August 8, 2011

The Week with no Grocery Shopping

This week I've decided to try to meal plan with out having to go to the grocery store.  Let's see if I can do this! :)
*I eat lunch at work and Jon eats leftovers at home.




Monday:
Parmesan-Dijon Chicken
Peas & Corn
Strawberries & Cantaloupe

Chicken recipe:
6 skinless, boneless chicken breast
1/4 cup butter
3/4 cup dry bread crumbs
1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese
2 tablespoons Dijon mustard

Heat oven to 375. 
Melt butter, then stir in mustard.
In a small bowl mix together the crumbs & cheese
Dump the chicken in the melted butter/mustard and turn chicken around to coat.  Place in 9x13 pan.
Using a spoon sprinkle the crumbs/cheese mixture on top of the chicken.
Bake for 20-30 minutes

*The peas were from the freezer and the (1 cup) corn was leftovers from a few days ago when we had tacos.

Tuesday
Leftovers & Frozen Pizza


Wednesday
Fish sticks, french fries, and hot dogs


Thursday 
Lunch: $1 subs at Jimmy John's
(I know I know, this cost money.  But how often can you feed two adults and a two-year old with only $2.14?  Jon brought chips from home--free because we get chips for free from Old Dutch--and we got water.)
Dinner:  Parents paid for dinner at the Iowa State Fair!


Friday
Got ready to head out to Mt Vernon after lunch to attend the rehearsal for Mike & Megan's wedding!  We are looking forward to the year(s) ahead!  Their apartment is not far from us here in Ames!
Lunch: leftovers found in parent's fridge
Dinner: Rehearsal Dinner :)



Friday, August 5, 2011

The Cost of a $4 shirt......

My mind is inconsistent.  I will admit.  I will admit plenty of things.  I will also admit I have a hard time watching men play video games for endless hours and wonder how they can love "those games" so much.

Last weekend my husband and I went out and about around Ames and we made a stop to the mall.  For the first time I went to the Ames mall, I was so excited....and left with, well, my hubby!  I was happy to hear that he is in search of an xBox game that I will enjoy!  (Why you ask?  Because my husband loves playing video games.)  Which let me tell you, finding a game I like is a LOT harder than it sounds.  I am picky.  I am not a big video game person.  I'm not very good, and after awhile I just get bored.
One game I have come to like, maybe because I picked up on it pretty quickly.  It's a pretty stupid game when you really think about it, but my husband LOVES playing video games....so it's been enjoyable because we play together.

Plants vs Zombies

I know I know, weird.  But just talking about it makes me want to go set up another game!

I also play Settlers of Catan!  (similar to the board game but you play with computer people)

Those are the only two games we play "together."  Otherwise I see him playing for numerous hours of things most guys like to play (racing games, Halo, etc).  This last week I tried played Halo with him, but I got really bored and annoyed with getting use to the controllers.  What can I say, I grew up playing Mario Brothers (Nintendo) and sport games.

What I am about to tell you is something that wasn't really necessarily good on my part, but at the time I needed to GET OUT of the house (or in my case I should say apartment).  It was after 11pm and I was really wanting to have Jon come home at 9pm and want to spend time with me but he was ready to unwind playing Halo.  So I ran to Walmart after 11pm at night.  I spent $4.  So my frustration cost us $4.

I tried the $4 shirt on for Jon and he liked it and was totally fine with my purchase.

I sat down with him on the couch and not long after he decided to turn off Halo!  It was around midnight by this time.  We ended up talking until about 2am about things I won't get into right now for the sake of my husband and myself.  (Not about marriage, just about our past experiences and details that should stay within our marriage.)  I was very thankful that he was willing to open up and even take the consideration of turning off Halo.

This morning we got talking and he told me how thankful he was to have me.  That I am so easy going and allow him to just spend some time doing his own thing.  That I don't get upset with him when he wants to do whatever he wants to do, and not exactly do something with him.

It's a good thing I ran to Walmart last night.  Our long chats would've turned out to be a LOT different.  I could have stayed in the apartment and got all steamed up and upset.  Feeling like I deserved time with him.  But I don't.  My place is to serve him, care for him, and support him.  I'm not his holy spirit.  That's not my job.  I need to be aware of what his needs are and put them before my own.  He had just worked about eight hours and needed time to chill.  Who was I to tell him something different?

He also mentioned his feet hurt from standing all day.  (His job requires him to stand the whole time.)  How often does he hear me mention I'm in pain physically and he cares for me?  And even if he didn't care for me when I needed him to, shouldn't I care for him anyways?

That $4 means a lot to me.
1. I was able to cool down and just "get out" for awhile.  Our apartment is small enough that no matter where you are, you would be able to see your husband playing a video game.
2. My husband appreciated it.
3. I learned how much it means to him that I allow him to have time to himself, especially when I'm around.
4. He was able to rest his feet.
5. He's working hard before he starts school again in a few weeks.
6. He has a lot on his mind.  He didn't mean anything against me.

So, the next time my hubby decides it's time to play four hours of Halo, I will go put that $4 shirt on and remember how much he cares about me!