Aww the sound of Silence

Really is there anything better than the sound of silence sometimes? I am a huge fan of music, a huge fan of controlled chaos, a huge fan of craziness with crazy noise to go along with all that craziness, a huge fan of people who talk (as leading a conversation is something I find difficult, hmm, my mind just goes blank, this I will blame on my self-diagnosed ADHD or my loss of brain cells after spending the last 3 years with two very little people who are stimulating but not so much for my synapses apparently make one's brain mush), a huge fan of loud diesel engines (that is my Idaho coming out, but I LOVE that sound), a huge fan of a revved up Harley provided it goes away in seconds, a huge fan of a whistle (yup, in the gym, in music wherever I love it) and a huge fan of complete silence.......
Yes you guessed it the little people are napping!!!!

Say what. Zeb

So the comment went something like this...

I come down the stairs yesterday morning and Zeb looks at me...he takes a double take...and keeps looking at me this time... then he proceeds to say,

"I like that hair mama"

I say, (just so I know I am not hearing things) "you what"

He says, "You changed that bigger hair and now you have that hair, I like that hair mommy"

okay okay I did not have big hair for the record..I do know that "big hair" went out with the 80s (although the 80s is back so maybe I'm actually back in)

Who says ponytails aren't hot, apparently they are according to Zeb and why not take his experienced advise.

tub stories

Imaginations run wild in the bathtub. It's a conglomeration of days of events, boiled down into one-sentence snippets between brothers: "shark coming".."watch a show?"..."marbles"..."here comes the mama"...."the horse is swimming". We have some idea, while at the same time have no idea, what these two are saying.

Three days off and COMPLETELY thrown off our axis of rotation!

How could it be that a three day weekend would mean three weeks of getting back to where we were when we left....and that place is really not that far from total chaos itself. Jamie and I are still mourning the desert sun of Palm Springs. Thinking seriously about how nice California is regardless of its bad reputation for being riddled with arrogance and mudslides and fires. hello sun!!!!!! Nuf said.

Grandma and Aunt Meme (the heroes for coming to keep the little people alive during our hiatus) succeeded at spoiling Zeb and Zane to no end. "Can I have more crackers, can I have sugar on my toast, can I have some more blueberry cereal, can I have more gummie vitamins?" "Sure, sure, sure, and sure!" The word no not being in the air at all over our hiatus leads to completely angels. "Oh Lisa, they don't whine with me!!!" Oh No, trying saying no and here eat some vegetables or fruit before your fifth bowl of cereal. Really mom this is all very tongue and check we don't care what you feed them just as long as you're willing to come and play while we head for some sun. Thanks!!!

Here is a little taste of reality while mom and dad are away:

All is good though, as here is our reality as we take in the sun:

Now that we are hated by all who are knee deep in winter we love you and hope for summer to come sooner rather than 6 weeks from now or that you will be able to fly away to some warmer weather.

Coffee

I AM CONVINCED THAT IN A LAND WHERE THE SUN DOESN'T SHINE COFFEE IS A NECESSARY EVIL!

Little People out of Wack

No Pacifiers equals no sleep which, of course, equals no sleep for anyone and a very angry household. It is currently 10:40 pm and Jamie and I still hear little feet making very loud noises upstairs. Zane has resorted to saying he is pooping (of course playing me...I don't know when he took up pooping at nearly 11pm, but he says he is - going so far as grunting and pushing, that a boy) really who knows if he is but I'll leave him alone to "poop" just for props for his cleverness.

I'll be honest, they have almost broke me, I'm so close to waving the white flag to surrender and thus giving their plugs, their beloved (my beloved) soothers, the things that fix everything, the things that act as Tylenol PM for toddlers, the things that I was totally against and after weeks and weeks of using my fingers to pacify them became my savior, the things that I am figuring out helped me keep my sanity for so long. Meh, after being EXTREMELY whiny and ready to melt down at any stink eye one might shoot them I am thinking maybe cold turkey was not the way to go.

Around 11 pm when Lost finally ended and the partying finally stopped two little people were found face to face with sleep!

How long does it take till pacifier extinction for two toddlers?

The "pacifier fairy" came to our house today. Two very large, pink, very overpriced, stuffed pigs and two small gray hippos were left in place of the beloved pacifiers in hopes that Zeb and Zane would attach to something new. I wasn't sure how to handle bedtme with 2 over tired, pacifier-addicted (going on 3 years on the sauce) toddlers with pacifier addicted parents. I thought - well maybe since they are pretty upset (taking turns crying for the pacifiers - big crocodile tears, red faces from being so tired and upset) we should each lay down with one and read books in their beds (typically this is done duing our "going to bed" routine as a family) and well I guess prolonging the inevitable. What seemed to be like good idea was really a questionable decision because an hour and a half later a pacifier replacement of crackers and cereal were left with two very tired little people alone in their beds and mom and dad left as normal (minus the teeth brushing-sorry dentist-swear it doesn't happen very often) saying good night, winding the headless wind-up music box and propping the door shut on the doorstop, all without any tears at all like normal resulting in two fast asleep toddlers without pacifiers in 15 minutes from time of departure. hmmmmm - I wondering how it will go tomorrow! 21 days to break (or make, for that matter) a habit, right? I'll start counting down the days or nights now.

I'm secretly a little sad that the pacifiers are gone and a little nervous - are they going to be the same little people as they were before the great pacifier fairy lie or would they change? I know deep down the above is CRAZY and that I should know that the pacifiers only helped soothe them and they will find other healthy ways to soothe themselves (in fact this will be a healthy thing for them) and that I need to embrace the future and the now and not hold onto the past just love it for what it was and remember how great everyday is because it truly is.