Last night while I was giving Kevin a bath I found that he knows a new word, "awesome". When I handed him his favorite ball that he plays with in the tub each night he said "awesome". I was curious, what else is awesome?
I said, "Is Mommy awesome"? He nodded, but didn't say anything else. Noted. Then I said "is Daddy awesome"? "Yes" said Kevin. I asked "why is Daddy awesome"? Kevin replied, "drives the car". Daddy is awesome because he drives a car (and for a thousand other reasons).
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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Calling all techies... we need help!
We have Skyped with my parents a few times, and with Lori & Kenny last night. We got to meet their new baby, Ethan :)
The technology is great, but we are having some trouble with the video. Does anyone have some Skype tips? We have an external camera (Logitech). The problem is it will work fine for about 30 seconds to 1 minute, then the video will freeze up. The sound is fine. Are there any settings on our computer we should change? Is it worth it to upgrade from the free Skype service?
Any tips would be great.
Thanks!
The technology is great, but we are having some trouble with the video. Does anyone have some Skype tips? We have an external camera (Logitech). The problem is it will work fine for about 30 seconds to 1 minute, then the video will freeze up. The sound is fine. Are there any settings on our computer we should change? Is it worth it to upgrade from the free Skype service?
Any tips would be great.
Thanks!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Happy Earth Day!
A few Easter photos
So sorry
Dear Kevin,
In case you weren't sure, you have definitely entered what is commonly know as "the terrible twos". Last night was the worst we've seen yet. I am sorry about how we ended the day; you in tears, me walking out of your room with my head down in defeat.
It all started as a normal evening. I picked you up from school. Your teacher said you were the only one who has learned to pedal the tricycle. I was so proud! You were riding it outside all afternoon. In fact, I had to tear you off of it and bribe you to get you to come home with me.
Once at home we played in the driveway, like we do most nights. Then, it was time for dinner. You were great - you ate everything on your plate including a bunch of cherry tomatoes, a whole banana and a slice of cheese pizza. As I sat watching you at dinner, I had no idea that the tides were about to turn...
Upon your request, we went back outside to play for a few minutes after dinner. You were helping me water some plants and play with your football. All of a sudden you started throwing all your toys. Throwing toys has been a problem for you lately. I told you that if you kept throwing them we wouldn't be able to play outside anymore, we would go inside & you would have to take a bath & go to bed. I warned you, Daddy warned you, but you kept throwing your toys. We sat you on the front step and said that you will have to go to bed now because you are not supposed to throw your toys. Silently, I picked you and brought you upstairs. You were begging me to go back outside. I persisted to give you the most miserable bath you have ever had. You were crying so hard I thought you were going to throw up in the tub! You calmed down after the bath when I let you have your binky (for your sake & mine). I read you 5 really long stories, not even the short board-book ones. I was grateful that you were sitting in my lap, finally relaxed and thought we could end the day on a calm, happy note.
I was wrong.
As soon as the last story was over (BTW... I told you when you chose Pokey Puppy that it would be the last story of the evening and you nodded your head) you began screaming for more stories and to go outside again. This went on for a while until you finally passed out in your crib.
I sure hope tonight goes better. I love you, buddy!
In case you weren't sure, you have definitely entered what is commonly know as "the terrible twos". Last night was the worst we've seen yet. I am sorry about how we ended the day; you in tears, me walking out of your room with my head down in defeat.
It all started as a normal evening. I picked you up from school. Your teacher said you were the only one who has learned to pedal the tricycle. I was so proud! You were riding it outside all afternoon. In fact, I had to tear you off of it and bribe you to get you to come home with me.
Once at home we played in the driveway, like we do most nights. Then, it was time for dinner. You were great - you ate everything on your plate including a bunch of cherry tomatoes, a whole banana and a slice of cheese pizza. As I sat watching you at dinner, I had no idea that the tides were about to turn...
Upon your request, we went back outside to play for a few minutes after dinner. You were helping me water some plants and play with your football. All of a sudden you started throwing all your toys. Throwing toys has been a problem for you lately. I told you that if you kept throwing them we wouldn't be able to play outside anymore, we would go inside & you would have to take a bath & go to bed. I warned you, Daddy warned you, but you kept throwing your toys. We sat you on the front step and said that you will have to go to bed now because you are not supposed to throw your toys. Silently, I picked you and brought you upstairs. You were begging me to go back outside. I persisted to give you the most miserable bath you have ever had. You were crying so hard I thought you were going to throw up in the tub! You calmed down after the bath when I let you have your binky (for your sake & mine). I read you 5 really long stories, not even the short board-book ones. I was grateful that you were sitting in my lap, finally relaxed and thought we could end the day on a calm, happy note.
I was wrong.
As soon as the last story was over (BTW... I told you when you chose Pokey Puppy that it would be the last story of the evening and you nodded your head) you began screaming for more stories and to go outside again. This went on for a while until you finally passed out in your crib.
I sure hope tonight goes better. I love you, buddy!
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