I was sitting here working and everyone else was asleep (or so I thought). Curled up in the recliner with my laptop and paperwork I suddenly found that I had been joined by a small blonde sweetie in footie pajamas.
Without a word he went over to the book basket and picked up his "Touch and Feel Farm" book, opened the front closet and pulled out a blanket, climbed onto the couch and curled up to go back to sleep.
After a short while he disappeared just as quickly as he appeared.
Showing posts with label Moments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moments. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Brianna's new bling
On my birthday we went out for dinner at Red Robbin and then to the mall to get a new cell phone (Happy Birthday to ME!). As we walked past Claires I tried, once again, to convince Bri of how cool it would be to get her ears pierced. For months I had talked to her about how pretty earrings are, how special it is to have them, yada yada yada. Every time she would say something way too adult, such as "Mommy, someday when I am older I will" or "Mommy, those are for very grown up girls". *sigh*
Then, when we went camping with everyone from church, Bri noticed that Ella has her ears pierced. Suddenly it was looking pretty cool to her. Still, she was unsure. So, when we walked past and she asked to get her ears pierced my jaw nearly hit the ground.
Knowing that time was of the essence (wouldn't want to allow her the opportunity to change her mind) we went right in and went to town.
Bri picked out cute little pink daisies. They look fantastic and she is so proud of herself! We tried to get a few good photos, but ears are surprisingly difficult to photograph (especially on a four year old)
Then, when we went camping with everyone from church, Bri noticed that Ella has her ears pierced. Suddenly it was looking pretty cool to her. Still, she was unsure. So, when we walked past and she asked to get her ears pierced my jaw nearly hit the ground.
Knowing that time was of the essence (wouldn't want to allow her the opportunity to change her mind) we went right in and went to town.
Bri picked out cute little pink daisies. They look fantastic and she is so proud of herself! We tried to get a few good photos, but ears are surprisingly difficult to photograph (especially on a four year old)
Monday, June 22, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Slumber Party
There is the distinct possibility that I have lost my mind. Allow me to start from the beginning.
Nate is now very adept at getting himself out of his crib. He also has a very strong desire to sleep in Brianna's bed. I have spent the last two and half hours putting Nate in bed only to have him greet me in the living room mere moments later.
Since my willpower is much less than that of a nearly-two year old, I decided that it was time to shake things up. So, I pulled his mattress out of the crib and placed it onto the floor of the kids' bedroom.
Not being one to miss out on something special.. Bri insisted that she make a "little" bed on the floor next to his mattress; and so began the first "slumber party" in the Koetje house.
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10:10 PM -It has now been almost 20 minutes. There is far more party than slumber. I can hear Nate jumping up and down on the crib mattress and Brianna's chiding "Nafan, stop being so naughty", "Nafan, that is not a good choice" and "Nafan, NO!".
A quick peek into their room reveals that all available blankets, sheets, stuffed animals and other bedtime prutz have been piled onto what used to be their "beds". Shouldn't they fall over exhausted at some point here?
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10:30 PM -Kids still awake. Mommy still tired. Kids have now closed door to their bedroom. All hope for an early evening has been lost.
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10:40 PM - Is it too late to drop them off at Grandma and Grandpas for the night?
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10:45 PM - I SWEAR, I never did this to my parents. This has got to be Jeff's fault.
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10:47 PM - "MOMMY! NATE IS WEARING JEWELRY!!!"
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10:51 PM -
Nate: "num num num num num"
Brianna: "Nafan stop"
Nate: "num num num num num num num num"
Brianna: "MOMMY! NAFAN KEEPS MAKING HIS PLATYPUS BITE ME!"
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10:55 - husband pulls into driveway.... help is on the way.
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11:00 PM - Jeff is "dealing with the situation" I'd love to stay and chat, but the sand-man is calling!
Nate is now very adept at getting himself out of his crib. He also has a very strong desire to sleep in Brianna's bed. I have spent the last two and half hours putting Nate in bed only to have him greet me in the living room mere moments later.
Since my willpower is much less than that of a nearly-two year old, I decided that it was time to shake things up. So, I pulled his mattress out of the crib and placed it onto the floor of the kids' bedroom.
Not being one to miss out on something special.. Bri insisted that she make a "little" bed on the floor next to his mattress; and so began the first "slumber party" in the Koetje house.
~~~~~~~~~
10:10 PM -It has now been almost 20 minutes. There is far more party than slumber. I can hear Nate jumping up and down on the crib mattress and Brianna's chiding "Nafan, stop being so naughty", "Nafan, that is not a good choice" and "Nafan, NO!".
A quick peek into their room reveals that all available blankets, sheets, stuffed animals and other bedtime prutz have been piled onto what used to be their "beds". Shouldn't they fall over exhausted at some point here?
~~~~~~~~~
10:30 PM -Kids still awake. Mommy still tired. Kids have now closed door to their bedroom. All hope for an early evening has been lost.
~~~~~~~~~
10:40 PM - Is it too late to drop them off at Grandma and Grandpas for the night?
~~~~~~~~~
10:45 PM - I SWEAR, I never did this to my parents. This has got to be Jeff's fault.
~~~~~~~~~
10:47 PM - "MOMMY! NATE IS WEARING JEWELRY!!!"
~~~~~~~~~
10:51 PM -
Nate: "num num num num num"
Brianna: "Nafan stop"
Nate: "num num num num num num num num"
Brianna: "MOMMY! NAFAN KEEPS MAKING HIS PLATYPUS BITE ME!"
~~~~~~~~~
10:55 - husband pulls into driveway.... help is on the way.
~~~~~~~~
11:00 PM - Jeff is "dealing with the situation" I'd love to stay and chat, but the sand-man is calling!
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