Friday, February 25, 2011

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Panic

At the risk of sounding like a terrible mother, I'm going to relate the following story...

Last night Chase and I went on a Valentine's day date with some friends. I was in charge of dropping Livia off at her cousin's house, and Chase was going to meet me at the restaurant because it was halfway in between our house and his work. As usual, I was running late. And, as usual, Livia was being very uncooperative. My arms loaded down with a diaper bag, purse, blankies, and a change of clothes for Chase, I decided to run all that out to the car and come back for Livia, who was dawdling and wouldn't put on her shoes.

A minute later I'm back at the front door....and the door is dead-bolted shut.

I have no house keys, no phone.

And panic sets in.

"Livia?? Can you open the door?" I call, trying not to sound as concerned as I feel, and knowing full well that our neighbors in the apartment next door can hear everything that's going on.

"Okay Mom"

...nothing....

"Livia?? Come open the door."

"Okay Mom, I will," but she sounds distinctly farther away than she was before.

"Livia! Please come open the door!"

A minute passes by....

And then the handle starts to jiggle!

"Good! Okay, it's the one on top, Livia. Unlock the one on top. No, the higher one. The one you locked!"

It took a few minutes of coaching, because Livia has never messed with the dead bolt before. She can reach it easily, but locks are just something that have never interested her (until last night, apparently), and so she didn't know exactly how to unlock it. But finally the door opened, and oh my goodness was I relieved!

Wouldn't that have been fun to explain to the managers...."Um, my two year old locked me out. Yeah, she's all alone in there."

Nice.

Monday, February 7, 2011

New set of wheels

We did it! We bought a car last week!
I. am. loving. it.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Thoughts

  • I'll officially be in the third trimester tomorrow. I'm starting to panic just a little about all the things I need to get done in the next three months. On the other hand, I'm 6 months pregnant and all I really want to do during my free moments is lie down and take a nap. Hopefully my responsible side will win out MOST of the time.
  • Pretending is the name of the game around here nowadays. We go to school, restaurants, the grocery store, have tea parties, you name it! And I kind of love it! Mainly because it means that all Livia really wants me to do is sit near her and go along with the storylines she comes up with. I can sit in one place for almost an hour while she runs around me during these games, and she is happy as can be! She has also developed imaginary friends (the little einsteins) who are always invited to our tea parties. The other day she informed me that I sat on Quincy. She is also quick to tell me that I can't put away a certain puzzle yet because "Annie is playing with it."
  • Livia's naptime is quickly becoming a thing of the past. She will still usually do quiet time for an hour, but has so far only napped 2 or 3 times in January. I'm trying not to be totally depressed about this...but I had really been hoping she'd keep it up until the baby arrived--or preferably a little past that event.
  • Liv understands really well that a new baby is coming. We talk about it a lot, and if you ask her what's happening in April, she will promptly tell you that her baby sister is coming. We've had discussions about giving her crib and old carseat to the baby, and she has readily agreed to ALL of these things. I know she does not understand all the implications--having to divide my time is something I don't really know how to prepare her for--but I'm pleased that overall she gets what's going on, and is excited about it. She gives the baby a hug and a kiss every night before bed, and I think it's adorable.
  • I'm trying to decide whether or not to send Livia to preschool this coming fall. I know she'd love it, but do I really want to spend the money for her to attend preschool for TWO years?? Has anyone in the area found a relatively affordable preschool that they liked?

New year, new...everything

As I was thinking about this new year, I realized that our little family is going to be experiencing a LOT of changes!

1. New baby in April (that should be enough on its own)

2. Chase started a new job yesterday! It's a little further away, but the hours should be quite a bit better. I'm excited to hopefully see more of him during the week, and he's excited just to be doing something new.

3. Because of this new, longer-commute inducing job, we're getting a second car!!!! (can I add in a few more exclamation points?)!!!!!
Do you realize what this means? This means that I will no longer have my one-day-a-week-with-the-car schedule. Which means I will not have to spend most of that day running errands, which means I can actually do fun things outside of a 1 mile radius from our home! I feel like a 16 year old with keys in my pocket for the first time. Or at least, I will. Once we actually buy the car. We're narrowed it down from 20 options to about 5. So hopefully we'll have made a decision in the next couple weeks.

4. We got released as sunbeam teachers. Neither of us have gotten our new callings yet, so I don't know just how much of a change this is going to mean for us, but in the meantime Chase and I have actually been able to attend Sunday School and Priesthood/Relief Society. For the first time in a few years.

5. Moving?? Probably not. Definitely not until awhile after the baby is born. But then...who knows??

2011 should be fun! A little crazy, perhaps, but fun!!

Saturday, January 1, 2011

4th anniversary

Chase and I spent our 4th anniversary driving back home from our trip (maybe we'll go out to dinner or something next week?? We'll see). We hit a mini-blizzard going through a mountain pass, but managed to get through alright, though it set us an hour behind schedule. We stopped for dinner in Bakersfield, and managed to pick the seediest fast food restaurant. Ever.

We should have taken the hint and turned around when we hit an enormous pothole in the parking lot (we're talking a full 3 feet in diameter), but alas! we got out of the car and went inside. We spent our entire meal eying different gang members walk in and out, and listening to an either insane or very drugged up woman alternate between laughing and crying to herself. Loudly. Livia wouldn't stop staring at her, which made me nervous. And Chase, who thrives on the ironic, kept making wiggly eyebrows at me and saying "happy anniversary, babe."

Ah, it was memorable. At least it was that. Ü

5 months along

Just in case you were curious.