Cam, who was obviously tired from the moment he woke up all the way until he finally stopped kicking his little feet at 9:00pm tonight, ate dinner on the couch and made an obscene mess. There were smears of sauce, a chunk of avocado and quinoa sprinkled everywhere. I told him it looked like a dog had eaten there and so he volunteered to vacuum.
Oh yeah!? Sure buddy, eat your heart out!
He went to town and wanted to vacuum the whole house.
He even asked me to move the table so he could get underneath the dining bench area where he found tennis balls, Demi’s pacifier and other lovely treats.
Then, Demi and I showered and I asked if she was done. She said “no” in her typical sassy pants way, then picked up the squeegee and started cleaning off the glass.
It’s about time these rascals started pulling their weight!
We’ve been trying to eliminate Cam’s pacifier (his “baba”) for quite some time. Maybe a year and a half? My excuse for not making it happen sooner is because we didn’t want the battle, especially at night, when we already have so many sleeping issues. We had eliminated the baba for all things except napping and nighttime.
But Cam is almost 4 years old and we have had visions of him going to college with his special suitcase dedicated to his babas and so we told him that 4-year-olds don’t use babas.
Well this set-up (pairing his birthday with losing his baba) was giving him angst about his birthday, which should be a happy day. So I tried to unpair the two events and I proposed the following to him:
If you go 1 night without your baba (just as practice) you can spend 3 dollars on whatever you want at the dollar store… OR…
If you go 3 nights without your baba, you can get a giant rainbow lollipop
He said “okay” to the deal, handed me his baba and went to sleep on night 1 with no problems at all.
Then, when I asked him if he’s going to keep going, he said yes. He wanted the lollipop.
Each day he confirmed how many more days until he could get a lollipop and today… TODAY is the day. He earned his lollipop.
And it was soooooo easy too. He just made the decision and stuck to it. Good job Cam-bone!
This is one milestone I will NOT be getting teary over.
Auntie-to-be Kelsey lost her noodle waiting for cousin Steely. After what felt like 15 months since we found out about her, she finally arrived on 7/11 a little before 11am.
Here are a couple preshie pics from the night before:
When I picked Cam up from school at 12:30, I told him his cousin arrived and as I strapped him into the car, I told him her name. He repeated it back with a smile, “Steely”.
From there, we went to the gas station and filled up, then we popped over to the 7/11 to celebrate 7/11 day/baby Steely day with a free Slurpee. When we parked, I asked him if he remembered his cousin’s name and he smiled again and said, coyly, “Steeeeeve.”
I laughed and reminded him it was Steely.
Later in the day, Demi and I were gathering up our stuff to go meet Steely and visit Uncoco and Anicole. I kept telling Demi we were going to see a baby. And she’d repeat “Baby, baby!” I strapped her in the car and said, “Are you ready?” And she again said “Baby!”
She changed her tune when we got to the hospital. I picked up sweet baby Steely and Demi decided it was time to scale my legs “Mama, mama!” She was also generally scowling throughout the visit. I can imagine it’s tough not being the baby anymore, and even at that young age, you have a perception of that. Lucky for Demi, Steely isn’t my baby and Demi will always be my littlest love.
Two days later, all four of us visited again. Camden at 3.75 years old is much more interested in babies than Camden at 2.5 years old when we brought home Demi. It took Cam about 4 months to acknowledge his sister. Cam saw Steely and willingly gave her a gentle kiss and was trying to tickle her. I find it funny that Cam thinks tickling happens on cheeks. I never tickle his cheeks, Joe never tickles his cheeks, so why in his mind, is that the tickle spot?
I already feel like having a cousin has brought our family closer together. I can’t help but think of all the amazing adventures ahead.
Our buddies were over yesterday afternoon so the kids could get their no-nap wiggles out together, and Regina told Morgan that they needed to leave in 5 minutes. So, I asked Cam what we should do with the last 5 minutes and he decided on a dance party led by the really awesome beats that come with the keyboard.
How cute are these monkeys? I love that when kids dance, they just go for it. Oh, and DJ Demi Grey is kill-ing me.
Earlier today, Cam asked me, “Is it hard taking care of two kiddos?”
This could mean I’m so obviously struggling that he became aware of the difficulty. But, I’d rather think he’s a curious, inquisitive and thoughtful little human. I like the idea that he is potentially a tiny but “beyond the id”.
My answer was, “Sometimes, but always worth it!”
And then I asked, “Why did you think to ask me that?”
He had a wry little smile and said, “Because we’re always doing things like eating and playing and napping….”
Come to think of it, he might be aware that it’s tough because I keep asking him “How many arms does mommy have?”
That always makes him laugh and lighten up on the requests.
Maybe I should start balancing things on my head too.
He was excited but I may have been more excited because after reading the reviews, I learned it would only take a total of 2 weeks for them to grow, go into their chrysalises and come out as butterflies. It also sounded like it was foolproof–you just keep them in their container and wait for things to happen.
Well, we got home from our egg hunt and Cam was sitting on the arm of the couch looking at his caterpillars. We were discussing where we should put them so that they’d be comfortable and safe. A place where we could watch them, but that Demi wouldn’t be able to reach.
Just then, Cam fell off the arm of the couch head first, smashing his face on the floor and crushing… no… obliterating the caterpillar habitat. I yelled for Joe, made sure Cam was okay and then immediately began picking up the plastic shards and frantically trying to locate the tiny caterpillars.
Meanwhile, Cam was crying because his hand was bleeding, which made Demi cry, which made Mila howl and amidst all the confusion we only recovered 3 of the 5 caterpillars.
We re-created the habitat with a mason jar and a coffee filter and hoped for the best.
In the end, it was a really cool process to watch. The caterpillars grew extremely fast, then one by one they attached themselves to the coffee filter lid and went into their chrysalises. One week later, the first one began to emerge and we tortured the poor thing as he warmed up and started testing out his wings. The next two came out 2 days later.
Cam has many friends, but they are all kids of friends and neighbors. In fact, if you ask him who his friends are, he says “I have 2 friends, Kaya and Morgan. I only have 2 friends, I was just born that way.”
Kaya is our neighbor across the street (she also goes to the same preschool) and Morgan is our friends’ daughter, the one who is just 8 days older than Cam. So, as far as close friends go, those are the ones he gets to play with often and that I think he feels completely comfortable with.
Cam has been going to preschool for about 8 months now and it hasn’t been easy for him. While he does great in school (his progress report confirms this and his teachers say he’s doing a good job), he still has a very hard time getting excited about school days. He cries or at least whines every school morning and has to be coaxed and urged and bribed to get ready, out the door and into school. It’s tough on us too. Well, let’s be real, mostly Joe. I don’t even witness it most days. But that’s why we’ve been so eager for him to make friends.
Every couple weeks we ask who he played with and who is friends are at school and he always answers that his best friend is Mrs. Karla. Mrs. Karla is the Director and while she’s very sweet, we’ve been waiting for the day he names a classmate.
And it happened!!! Finally!
Last night after stories and before falling asleep, we were talking about his week and I said, “I’m so glad you had a good week at school and now it’s the weekend so you won’t go back for 4 days.”
He replied, “Aww, but I’ll miss River!”
I wanted to shriek and hug him, but I had to play it cool. I said, “Oh, is River a nice person?”
And he said, “Yes, she’s nice and sometimes we play together, but sometimes people are already sitting next to her and she’s blocked. I can’t sit next to her.”
This was the second mention of River this week, so we know she’s real, but I guess we’ll have to wait to find out who this person is and if the friendship is mutual.
I’m hoping hoping hoping that this helps him get into a better place on school days. I’m also hoping River’s a cool girl and she doesn’t crush my little guy’s heart. Because if she does, I’ll have some words to share.
In the meantime, I’ll keep working on his idea of friends and that he can make new friends anytime he wants. I’ve been trying to explain to him what an ‘open mind’ is… I think he kind of gets it. We’ll see.