The boys were having a little discussion in the loft today about Katy Perry. I caught a funny moment.
Cameron (looking at pictures of Katy Perry online): That’s Katy Perry!
Kiefer: That’s Katy Perry? Is Katy Perry dead?
Cameron: No, she’s a girl. Katy Perry is not dead.
The conversation went on for a while. Cameron is a huge fan and wanted to explain all he knows about Katy Perry to Kiefer who seems unusually interested in this female singer (he usually only likes male singers).
Daddy was tucking Cameron in tonight. Cameron decided to tell Daddy what he was learning in school.
Cameron: Daddy, did you know we learned about DNA in science class? You can’t drink it though. It doesn’t taste good. Scientists made it!
As I have posted in the past….a long time ago, I and my husband had gone through the IVF treatment in order to get the family we so desired. We got the family we wanted. We LOVE our boys!
I thought I signed a form telling the fertility center where I had the IVF done to donate them if I don’t use them within 2 years. Apparently, this was forgotten because last year (5 years after the birth of our boys), I was contacted by the fertility center asking me what I wanted to do with them or I’d have to pay for storage. There were options for me to consider.
- Destroy them
- Destroy some of them and store the rest
- Donate them to science
- Continue to store them for later use
- Embryo donation
- Embryo adoption.
I didn’t want to just destroy them. I worked too hard to get them, I’d hate to just throw them away. What a waste (to me, not meaning to put anyone else’s personal feelings down)! I also didn’t see the point in destroying some and then still having to pay for the storage or make a different decision for the rest.
I considered giving them to science. If I were to destroy them, why not at least do something good with them.
I didn’t want to store them anymore, because I know I won’t be using them again. I’m complete with the two boys I have now. My husband is also satisfied and no longer wants any more kids. Read more
The other day, it was quite cold out. For the beginning of Spring, Winter sure wants to hold on a bit longer! Kiefer, who is usually comfortable in the chilly weather, was feeling a bit uncomfortable in his jacket. He decided to let me know just how he was feeling. This is why you never accept the first comment.
Kiefer: I want to kill myself!
Kiefer: I hate this world!
Kiefer: I don’t want to be on this Earth anymore!
Kiefer: Because I’m cold!
My gosh Kiefer is growing up! Well, he IS technically getting taller, but he has gained a bunch of firsts and impressive actions. And Cameron! WHOA! I’m getting whiplash!
Let’s start by saying, they are doing great with their skating. Rollerblading is fun and a great exercise for them. However, I will say it’s getting hard for them wince Cameron doesn’t seem to think he can skate well and Kiefer doesn’t want to change the way he already is skating which is having his skates be very far apart making is hard to keep his balance. When the teacher gets Cameron’s attention, he does it right, but as long as he doesn’t believe in himself, he reverts back to doing it incorrectly. Well, it’s a struggle, but in the long run, they do like it. I’m nervous about getting my own skates. My ankles have a hard time with the skating and I’m not convinced they will be doing this for a long time. Meanwhile, skating isn’t going to be going on after this lesson is done. I’m fine with continuing it, but after a little break. Maybe we’ll get on to gymnastics or a different sport or activity. I might let them decide on this one. We’ll see…. Read more
Today, Kiefer decided he was going to tie his own shoe laces. He was getting close, but had a hard time. He asked for my help, so I showed him the three ways I know how to tie a shoelace. He and I chose the simplest one (tying the bunny ears). I showed him 2 times, and he got it! He was so proud of himself. He showed it to his daddy and then decided to try to teach his brother, Cameron. I sat here listening to him try to teach Cameron by showing him the way I did (tying the bunny ears). Cameron was not as motivated, but he did try to understand what Kiefer was trying to teach him. He really wanted to teach Cameron himself, so he turned down any offers for me to help, which I did towards the end, but Cameron only required some bubble gum. So, that was the end of the shoelace tying attempts from Cameron, but Kiefer did continue to practice on his own. I’m so proud of him!
So, later today, we went bike riding in the park without the training wheels. It was an unusually warm day this Winter, we were definitely going to take advantage of it. Read more
Cameron came out of his room after I checked in on him for bedtime. He had a question about his boy bits.
Cameron: Mommy, it happened again. My penis is squishy. (he pulls down his pants to show me)
Me: That can happen. It’s normal. (noticing he wasn’t showing me his penis) Cameron, which part is bothering you?
Cameron: (Squishing to his scrotum between his fingers.) This part. My penis.
Me: Cameron, those are your testicles. The other part is your penis.
Cameron: Why do they call it the testicles when I can’t even see the testing part?
So the funny talk continues with 5 year old Kiefer and Daddy during the bedtime tuck in….
Kiefer: Wonder Woman is a sweetie pie. Only girls can be sweetie pies.
Daddy: Why do you like Wonder Woman? Why is she a sweetie pie?
Kiefer: I like her boobs. Killer boobs!
Kiefer: I’m so full of joy!
A recent conversation with Jason lead to an interesting result. Jason was curious who Dora the Explorer reminded the boys of among their friends, so he figured he’d ask this seemingly innocent question.
Daddy: Who does Dora remind you of?
Kiefer: An old ‘gina.
(Kiefer can’t say the word vagina correctly so he cuts it short to ‘gina)
NOT what we were expecting to hear from a 5 year old!
Cameron has a new habit. I am aware that he has night terrors and he used to wet the bed pretty often. Now he uses the bathroom. GASP! What kid in his right mind would use the bathroom to potty? I mean he uses the bathroom, not necessarily the toilet. Well, he uses the toilet, but that doesn’t mean what he’s putting in it lands in the toilet. That’s right. EWWW! Most of the time, he does manage to get his pee inside the toilet, but often there will be pee in, on, and around the toilet. At least he … Read more