I cannot believe it! It’s been too long since I’ve posted here! 18 months was the last one? Holy heck, where have I been? Oh yeah, in toddlerville.
It’s been too long. Sorry about that! They are now 2-1/2 years old and in preschool, can you believe that? They are loving it!! So am I! Time off is like heaven to me. Don’t get me wrong, they are the coolest couple of kids you’d ever meet, but time off is precious around here. They are all over the place. Talking up a storm and learning so much. They can count…mostly. Cameron is very good at it and enjoys counting. He knows the entire alphabet. He’s starting to recognize letters and he recognizes most numbers that he sees. He sings songs that he’s heard maybe once or twice in his lifetime. He seems to read books occasionally, but I am a bit in disbelief on that one. It just seems like it cause he’ll pick up a book he hadn’t seem in months and tell me the title. I can understand about 90% of what he says. He’s putting so many words together in coherent sentences, I’m totally flabbergasted every time he speaks up. Kiefer is getting much better. I understand about 65% of what he says. Maybe a little more on good days. He sings…or at least tries to sing. He has a hard time sticking with the tune, but you can tell what he’s trying to sing at least. He’s gotten very clingy to me, which I’m not at all upset about. Cameron wants nothing to do with me most of the time. At night, both boys want their daddy to put them to bed. I’m still waiting for them to ask for me. It’s an extreme rarity. I think both have asked once in their lifetime for me to put them to bed. It breaks my heart, but I know I’ll get my time some day.
They are starting potty training. That’s a hoot. OK, not really. They started out ok, but then we had construction in the house and went on vacation in the middle of it, and it kind of messed things up. Now they don’t want to use the toilet or potty unless they are taking a bath. They have no trouble using the toilets at school….just not here. One day, I’m going to have to surprise them with undies only. I’m going to have to get my cleaning supplies out and ready for those days. I don’t look forward to that, but I am hoping for good results. They both think the pull-up is a diaper and use it as such. But, I know Kiefer does not like it when he’s naked and goes on the floor. He freaks out if he sees doody on the floor. I’m hoping that’ll encourage him to use the potty once the undies are on. Cameron, I’m not sure how much he cares if he’s gone on the floor. All I know is they have to be trained by 3 years old. They can still be in pull-ups in pre-k, but they’d like them to be able to wear undies during the day time, pull-ups at nap. I’m not in a huge rush yet. They have until June to learn to use the potty. But wouldn’t it be nice if I didn’t have to change so many diapers/pull-ups any more….
I’ve learned as they get into the kitchen cabinets and drawers that they like jobs. I tell them to throw somethign out or get somethign for me, they love it. Absolutely love knowing they can help. They don’t get in to as much stuff if I have a job for them. I still don’t cook much though. I feel awful about that one, but I don’t cook. I have to face the fact that I will never love it. I just need to learn how to do it on a timely basis and plan my meals. I have never had to plan them before. I know how to organized the time, but I just don’t know how to keep them occupied while I cook without them getting their hands on the stove top, in the oven, or in a drawer. So, I tend to hold off as long as I can. Sometimes their daddy is available to help. It’s still difficult.
Speaking of dogs, I have since lost my dog, Sparky. She’s gone to rainbow bridge. I am now in possession of her ashes. It’s still sad, but I feel good at the same time. I feel like this is what she wanted. I got that feeling from the day she was supposed to be put down. We were planning on a Wednesday, but Kiefer got sick just as we were about to go to the vet’s. Well, we rescheduled for that Friday. No one got sick so off we went. On that Wednesday, however, I saw the look on her face. She actually looked disappointed. She was so ready to go. The next day, it was like looking at a ghost. She was not supposed to be there. Her spirit was already halfway out the door! Friday came and she wanted to get into the vet’s office. She doesn’t like the vet’s very much, but she knew why she was there. It was a sad day for me. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do. But, by the look on her face, she was at peace. Skye has been missing her terribly. She’s had a few acupuncture appointments since and that has helped her out tons. She now has some liver and pancreas problems to work through and a wound on her nose from surgery. She had a suspicious mole on her nose removed. We have yet to get the results of the biopsy. She’s still having trouble eating, but she does eat at least. She’s getting old. I’m not sure how long Skye will be with us, but I’m hoping for a couple of years at least. She’s not as interested in the boys as she used to be. I accept that. She’s used to being alone all this time because of Sparky, but it’s sad to see her be so aloof around the boys as they love her so much. She will lick them and play a little with them, but then it’s back in to her room. The boys ask about Sparky. It’ hard as they don’t understand death yet. They accept it when I tell them she’s not here anymore. They just love Skye though and do ask for her some times.