Pointy Things

So Kieran knows how to recognize a triangle because it has three pointy things. He will point out: "one pointy thing, two pointy thing, three pointy things!" Um baby? Those are called angles. :)

Melts my heart

Kieran says to me: "Mom, you look so beautiful in that shirt." Completely out of nowhere. So sweet!

Stupid Bugs

So a few days ago, I had several bugs to deal with, within 20 minutes of each other. Now I am not a silly girl when I see bugs and spiders, I don't scream and freak out. I do make my husband move them outside (I DO NOT kill them), but when he is not home I am perfectly capable of dealing with them myself.

Every winter, we get giant spiders (I haven't figured out what they are, maybe a california tarantula?) in our shower. I think they come in from the rain and cold. As aforementioned, I do not kill them, I respect all life. I simply relocate them outside my home. So apparently Will missed this giant spider in his shower earlier. No big deal. I finish my shower and move the offending spider outside. (Kieran loves spiders... who knows, he may be a zoologist specializing in spider identification one day.) So I lost a couple of make up brushes recently and thought they might have fallen around the make up counter. I get down to look and move some dirty laundry out of the way. What do I find? A monstrous atrocity, hideous, grotesque, and horrifying! A potato bug! Ok, if you have never seen one, these things are huge and intimidating. The give me the heebee geebees like no other bug I have come across (luckily I have never come across a scorpion, in that case I might scream, like a little girl!) But alas, I have no husband home to help me out, so I calmly locate a cup to trap it in and move it outside as well. (Ugly and scary does not mean it should die either.)

So now, after dealing with these two bugs, I am running late to Kieran's speech appointment. I am getting Kieran and myself ready and mention that we are no late because of some stupid bugs. This is where my son has to remind me: Mama, we don't call bugs stupid. It makes their hearts sad.

**On a side note, as I told my husband this story, and how these potato bugs sincerely make me cringe, he has the nerve to tell me that a potato bug jumped on him in the middle of the night a few nights ago! OMG! So now every time I perceive something to touch me in the middle of the night, (often its my own hair on my arm or something) I jump up freaking out that a monster potato bug is on me! And to make it worse, my friend told me they bite! (Also when I was telling her they story about how much they creep me out!) Now in both previous cases, ignorance was bliss! Thanks guys, there goes my sound sleeping.

Mean things on the highway

So we're driving to Sac to see Nana Papa and traffic is rather slow and obnoxious in some parts. This idiotic driver seriously cuts in front of me in the fast lane when the lane he/she was in is actually going faster. I had noticed this driver earlier doing really stupid things that actually inhbit the flow of traffic rather than help it. So I comment, under my breath, what an idiot she is and something about how drivers like her are the reason traffic remains so nasty. So Kieran says: "Mama, we don't call people stupid. Calling people stupid makes their hearts hurt." So I acknowledge that he is right, and he says: "We don't say mean things on the highway."

So cute! I got told by my 4 year old!

Baby Kisses

Aislyn is getting so big so fast. I don't feel like she was ever really little. I have seen two brand new babies in the last few days and I can't believe how tiny they are!

Anyway, she is really close to walking, I think it will be within the next week or so. And she has started kissing. It first happened about a week ago. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and she immediately turned and touched her lips to my cheek. So cute. At Nana Papa's on Saturday, she started kissing them. She makes this 'mmmmmmm' sound and leans in. My heart melts!

And anytime someone gets excited about anything, she starts clapping. Just say "Yea!" and she claps. And of course she claps anytime she is excited too. She loves music. She bobs her head along and wiggles her body. Upon meeting her, pretty much everyone calls her smiley. She is such a happy baby! Man, I love my kids.

That makes me happy.

So Kieran has been talking about emotions a lot lately, pointing out when he is happy or sad. And a few weeks ago, when he started adding to I love yous. He will say, often out of the blue, "Mom... I love you." So of course I respond with an "I love you too baby." His response lately (in a sing songy voice) "That makes me so happy." My heart just melts. Ah, the joys of parenthood.

My Beachlovers

Our best friends came all the way out to visit last weekend. We spend most of our holidays and family vacations with them, so our families are very close. They wanted to go to the boardwalk, and we had a blast. Kieran was able to ride several rides, he really enjoyed the rollercoaster. Then they got to play on the beach, Aislyn certainly enjoyed playing in the sand. I can't wait for warmer weather so we can go play on the beach more often. Man, I love living at the ocean.

Mama and Kitty

Here is a pic, Kieran picked that flower just for her to put on her ear.

Well, Aislyn now seems to have two words: Mama and Kitty. She will actually look at me and say Mama, or when I put her down or leave the room she will start calling me. It's quite cute, although she is going through a phase where all she wants is for ME to hold her. No one else will do, not even daddy. It's hard to get anything done that way, but it is flattering, nonetheless. She also is trying to say kitty. She will look right at the cat and say something that sounds like "key", and then look at me, say it again, and look at that cat. So I am rather certain she is communicating with me, rather than just babbling. Kieran took quite a bit longer to talk, so I find it quite interesting. She already seems to be growing so fast...

My Seatbelt

So my son has started referring to belts (as in to hold your pants up) as seatbelts. I heard him ask his dad the other day "why you putting on your seatbelt dada?" I had to laugh out loud, it was the funniest thing. The things kids say...

In a Clamshell

Presidents Day Weekend, Nana Papa came down to visit and we went to the Monterey Bay Aquarium. Kieran had a blast, as did Aislyn, although she loves to do just about anything right now. Here are a few pics. Sorry, they seem to sit in this post rather hapahazardly, I am still getting familiar with this blog.

The Story of Er Er.

Ok, one of my favorite phrases my son came up with as he was learning to speak: Er Er. He is most certainly a boy, there is definitely a nature rather than nurture mentality there. Without any obvious prompting, he has found a love of fighting. And my dad, his papa, is one of those people whom children just adore. He is very silly, and willing to do just about anything to get a laugh out of children. So in his silliness, he started "fighting" with Kieran. You know, throwing fake jabs and such. Well, with his jabs he would sort of make this grunting er er sound. I don't know where it came from, it didn't sound out of place or anything, just a random sound effect. But after a few minutes of that, my dad stopped and was talking to my mom, or something - basically not devoting all of his attention to my son. So Kieran starts telling him "Papa, er er. Papa er er." It took us a few minutes to figure out what on Earth he was saying, we only realized it because he was getting into his fighting stance and throwing fake jabs at papa. After that, any sort of fighting became er er. He is three now, (that came about when he was about 18 months) and he still refers to any sort of fighting as er er. He LOVES dinosaurs and when they fight its dinosaur er er. He has started watching teenage mutant ninja turtles, except he refers to them as the er er turtles. It has become pretty common in our house now to refer to fighting as er er, for everyone. Hehe. Even Nana and Papa have replaced fighting with Er Er. Picture the last scene in Jurassic Park (Kieran's favorite movie) where the T-Rex and the raptors start fighting. Think: Dinosaur Er Er.

Blogging?

Well, I never thought I would be one to blog, and yet here I am. I am a mother to two extraordinary children who have shown me true bliss. My family makes me incredibly happy, and I cherish every moment with them. I am keeping this blog, mostly for myself, as a scrapbook of all the little moments in life that make me realize how happy and lucky I am. Hopefully I can capture all those little tidbits that make me laugh, but are somehow easily forgotten. I do keep baby books for my kids; however, I am a perfectionist and hate to actually write in the book for fear I will mess it up and then have ugly cross outs and such throughout it. So it takes me forever to actually record things in them, and most of the best stories seem to be forgotten by then. And as we are in a green age, I am trying to rely less on paper, so perhaps, here on my new MacBook Pro, I can capture those moments while lessening the impact on our planet.