happy we-are-halfway-through-february!
i am just over this cold weather. over it. i'm not even trying to have a good attitude about it anymore. i held on to it for as long as i could, and now i'm done. is it sad that my anticipation of spring and summer is laced with the dread that i am going to have to do winter again after that? sad.
it's been hard to post as often, and not for lack of trying. there is a lot going on mentally and creatively and i realized recently that it's taking up my bandwith and capacity for things like posting on my blog or even my instagram. i think there is an adjustment period that i need to factor in here and i'm trying to figure out the balance to doing what i really want to do (which includes this blog!)
sometimes in the middle of parenting i think: am i a monster? other times i think: am i the best? and then other times: i am the luckiest.
i saw this quote the other day and immediately saved it: "the obligation for working mothers is a very precise one: the feeling that one ought to work as if one did not have children, while raising one's children as if one did not have a job." - annabel crabb
amen.
now! onto some things that sloane and logan have been saying and doing recently.
we have this huge box in the playroom right now and it serves as so many forms of play. it's a vehicle, it's a house, it's a canvas for art, and it also serves as a place in which to sit while watching some cartoons.
speaking of play, my favorite thing in the world is watching these two girls play together.
sloane loves kindergarten, but after a few months we noticed her having these emotional outbursts that seemed to come out of nowhere. i think it was a combination of her trying out things she had seen other kids do at school, and having a surplus of feelings that she didn't know what to do with. once we figured out that we should not be reactive when this happens and that we should instead just hold her, and then talk through her feelings a little bit later, things started settling down. i am just amazed at how much she is learning and maturing these days.
when talking about how she would be going back to school after her winter break (it had been one week): "I'm a little worried because I feel like when I go back to school, I won't know anyone."
i found her splayed across her bed, sniffling and quietly saying: "please God, please help me not cry ever again." (we've been working on self-control, but i feel like this took a dark turn. don't worry, we always encourage her that it's ok to cry!)
"you know what I like about daddy? i like that he sleeps alot...actually, no i don't like that about him. hm. i like how his beard is tickly, and i like his car."
i was having a moment where i was sadly reflecting that when she grows up she might move away, and she said:"if you move away and your house as a house next to it, i can just move into that house!" i then asked her, "do you want kids when you grow up?" and she said, " i don't know, i'm not sure yet." i also asked what she wants to do when she's a grown up. Her response: "a teacher! and I want to work in a nail salon (she had gotten a manicure for the first time recently), and i want to play trumpet in a band, i want to play piano, and i want to be in an obstacle course."
sloane picked up a piece of paper that Logan had scribbled on. "mom, I like this one...I like it when she uses many different colors together like this." i responded in agreement, but then she said, "no mom, i mean it, i really DO like it."... as opposed to the other times she pretends she likes something that logan draws for the sake of encouraging her.
me (out of the blue): "your feelings matter, sloane"
sloane: "mom, all things are made out of matter."
sloane was telling me about a show she had watched and when I asked about a particular part, she elbowed me (!) with a self-satisfied smile and said, "oh you'll just have to wait and see until i finish telling you". it reminded me of a grandpa relishing the anticipation of a child wanting to hear more.
this girl is always down to hang out. anytime either ken or i go out somewhere, even if it's just to run errand, she wants to come along. she knows what she wants and makes a decision immediately (as opposed to her older sister who takes her time deliberating).
she's talking a lot, but it's not even just what she says, it's how she says it. she is filled with enthusiasm and mirth and angst, sometimes one right after the other. i wish i could record how she says things because it's hilarious but as soon as i try, it takes her out of the moment. so i'm trying to store as many as i can in my memory.
this ball of energy has also been giving me a run for my money, and by that i mean she can wear me down like i didn't even know was possible. it's amazing how different my two girls are - with sloane, i'm always trying to be sensitive and tune into her feelings because all her intensity brews inside and with logan, i'm always trying help direct her outward intense energy that spews out of her.
before bed, she frequently asks me if we are going to eat in the morning, and what we are going to eat (the girl loves eating). one night, after i told her, she asked that i sing the next day's breakfast menu as her bedtime song.
whenever she asks for something, she requests that it be BIG. big applesauce, big sandwich, big pear. she also asks for 5 of everything. she can count to 20, but she must think 5 is really big number, because she holds her hands up with five fingers outstretched, eyes huge, and says "not one mom, FIVE."
she loves her sister and always wants to snuggle up in sloane's bed with her. when i picked logan up on valentine's day, she had a bag of cards and treats that she had gotten at daycare from friends. i asked if i could see it, and she refused, insisting that she had to show sloane first.
logan loves her a la croix. it's really hard to get a good photo of the kids these days because they are constantly on the move, much less a picture with the dog! here is me trying.