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3 year old Maggie: “It’s kind of different”

Whenever I spot a new or unusual fruit at the grocery store I buy it so that my family can try it and we can say we have a little culture in our life.

This week it was a little fruit called Rambutan. These spiny fruits hail from Guatemala.

And are really weird.

Here’s my picture. It was taken in my dimly lit kitchen with my phone’s camera. A sure recipe for success.

Here is a picture Google let me borrow.

Cutting into them was like cutting into a Mogwai pod and the slimy white fruit inside looks like some little alien egg. It was the tiniest bit creepy. They tasted like a pear/grape hybrid but with a weird aftertaste that is hard to explain. I didn’t hate it but I definitely didn’t want to eat any more of them and neither did anybody else so the rest of the package is just sitting in the fridge waiting to go bad and be thrown away.

Here is a short, horribly lit video of us cutting one open. At the end, Maggie gives her professional opinion.

I want to take more videos. Definitely need to find a better way to make that happen.

 

 

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Is this how my hair actually looks in real life?

Maggie(3): Mom, you’re up! I drew a picture of you!

She has the biggest smile and hands me a rolled up piece of paper.

Maggie: You’re pink!

I unrolled the piece of paper to see a very small person-like scribble drawn in pink marker and my first thought was, It is way too early to scrub marker off the walls.

My second thought was, this reminds me an awful lot of the portrait Matthew drew of me 10 years ago when he was 4.

I gave Maggie a hug and an enthusiastic thank you because I love it when she draws things for me.

And bonus, I didn’t find any new marker on the walls.

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Maggie. a.k.a Scarlett O’Hara

Maggie(3) came running into the house from where she was playing in the backyard with some of her brothers yesterday. She was crying in her typical dramatic fashion and I was sure she had a story to tell me about somebody wronging her so I put her in my lap and encouraged her to calm down a bit so we could talk about what happened.

She turned off the crying in an instant and the following tattle ensued.

Maggie: Sam took the stick from me and said I couldn’t swing the sticks and so I attacked him and he said NO, Maggie! You do not hit!

Me (not sure I heard her correctly): You asked him?

Maggie (a little annoyed that I didn’t understand): NO! I attacked him! Because he took my stick away!

At this point I could not control my laughter so I had to hide my face because attacking somebody is not funny. I got calmed down after a few minutes and was able to do the appropriate talking and teaching.

This morning while I was writing this post Maggie asked for one of those tiny pickles.  Rabbit got it for her, she took one bite, and told me she would leave it on the counter beside me and eat it later.  I told her, no, she would eat it now and so she wrapped it in a dirty dishtowel to “dry it off” (re: to hide it).  When I saw what she had done I told her to put the pickle in the sink and we told her not to ask for another snack.

She ran into her room and, in as much dramatics as she could muster, started telling Lucy, Mom and Dad said that all my snacks have to go into the sink FOREVER!  

She is the cutest person and is the most theatrical child in our brood.

And the one most likely to give me all the gray hairs.

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Summer in Florida

This morning we broke out the heavy winter gear.

Not only did this dry-air cold front push Irma away from us, it’s making my coffee feel really, really good.

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Anytime my family goes to a friend’s house to swim there are too many kids in the pool for me to feel comfortable. Add in some more friends and their kids and grown men with beer and you suddenly have this perfect storm of chaos that can make any mom’s heart lodge firmly right in her throat.

On Monday we spent the day at a friends house watching the kids swim, eating good food, and trying to keep everybody from drowning.  Taking the kids to a pool is always a somewhat stressful venture for me but I really did have a good time and Kait got some great pictures with her fancy shmancy new camera.

Lanie is doing so much better at wearing her glasses so I was able to leave her contacts at home so she could get into the pool. She absolutely loves the water and smiled the entire time.

Jesse has completely overcome his fear of getting his head wet. He’s well on his way to learn to swim but it’s hard when you have lead for bones. The boy is quite slim but he is incredibly dense and sinks like a rock so learning to swim is a little more difficult for him.

And what’s with all the pool noodles?

There were tiny cans of soda and best good friends and life jackets that saved my sanity.

And sweet love birds who are THISCLOSE to being husband and wife.

And Lucy with her freckles and those incredible eyes that are a milky blue one minute and green the next.

Even though there were 14 minor children running around and almost as many adults, we had a pretty relaxed and safe Labor Day. There are so many more pictures and we had so much more fun but we’re headed out to the library and I’ve gotta go.

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What happened while I had a weekend

I wrote this post this morning but I needed to add pictures but Lanie woke up cranky and with an incredibly stuffy nose and I wasn’t able to get the pictures uploaded.  Now it is almost 8 pm and I fixed Lanie’s nose and ran and went to a Labor Day pool party and came home and put Lanie down for a very late nap and made dinner and got the pictures uploaded and the moment you have all been waiting for has arrived. You’re welcome.


Today is Labor Day. and while Labor Day is just a day off for many people, for my kids it’s the highlight of the year or something because all the little ones came running up to me shouting Mom! Happy Labor Day! when I got up this morning. I have never heard anybody say happy labor day before so this was unusual.

We are going to a friend’s house to swim and maybe that has something to do with it.

Over the weekend we had many plans to work on the kitchen and finish the table and clean out the closet but none of that happened.  The kitchen has been put aside in favor of getting our table done so we can use it again because all these kids eating on the floor in the living room is no longer working for me.

The table is almost finished. I’ve been saying almost for about 2 weeks now but I think almost is finally actually here. Just a couple more coats of urethane and it should ready to use.

The kitchen will get there. It’s just not happening as fast as I had thought it would because every time we get back to it something else needs to be done.

And I completely ignored the closet in favor of…  I don’t know. I don’t remember what I did instead.  Maybe I was cooking or something.  I feel like I am always cooking.

After church Rabbit washed the cars yesterday and that was super awesome and then he took the kids to the ball field.

We’re more of a football family and have never really played much baseball so Rabbit spent some time giving pointers on how to pitch and bat.

The boys were all like, Woah, Dad, you’re really good! Did you play on a team when you were younger or something?

Rabbit puffed his chest out a bit and answered them.  Yeah, I played a bit of Little League back in the day.

We only have three gloves so while some played ball, the others went to climb around and swing at the playground.

If you ask Maggie what she’s doing she’ll always, always, always reply, not swinging high enough!

I wish I had been able to go but Lanie was sleeping. Also, cooking food without children asking me 100 questions about what I am doing and why I am doing it and will there be mushrooms in it againThe opportunity to cook alone was just was too enticing.

Today’s tip: My kids like cauliflower rice better than actual rice so I make fried rice with cauliflower instead of rice. Last night we had bacon friend cauliflower rice and today everybody has gas.  I don’t know what my tip here is but I’m just saying, if you feed your kids cauliflower rice watch out.

 

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I woke up at 6 am yesterday morning. This may not seem super early to most of you but for me this is like a 6am-er waking up at 3. Lanie doesn’t usually fall asleep until after midnight and as hard as I’ve tried to change her bedtime she just keeps reminding me that Lanie does what Lanie wants and the rest of us here are just along for the ride.

Also, since being sick she has gotten into the new habit of waking up to eat at night. Sometimes twice. Normally, my typical children would have never gotten away with this at 17 months old but Lanie is a different story. Anytime she will eat, I will feed her because failure to thrive is one of the scariest things and she still has trouble gaining weight and when she does gain weight it is difficult to keep that weight on her.

Back to my story…

So, I woke up at 6am after having gone to bed at around 12:45 and after being up with Lanie for more than 2 hours in the night and tucking Maggie back in after she had to get up to go potty and I would like to interject here that I love not having to buy pullups anymore.

I think I probably got about 3 1/2 hours of sleep. Normally that is fine and I function alright but it’s been many weeks of bad sleep and yesterday I was mostly sleep walking which was perfect because this was delivered at about 7am.

We needed to put all those squares of grass here:

So I made a bacon and spinach quiche for breakfast and then went on a run and then went out to see this:

And I realized that this was going to take forever.

Good thing the weather was a nice 70 degrees. Perfect for a long day working in the yard.

Until about here.

All of the sudden it was 95 degrees and super humid. All the kids were out working in full force, along with one of the older boy’s friends (Thanks, Danny!).

But these guys just pushed through while I made food and took care of the littles and took pictures of marginal quality.

Maggie really wanted to help so she put on her “work clothes”, which consisted of an oversized pink t-shirt and a long pink skirt.

Laying sod required a lot of wheelbarrowing. Or barreling according to my younger kids.

Some people may have died.

But the transformation was amazing.

We miscalculated and still need two more pallets of but sod even with that section not being completed I am so happy with the yard and I can’t believe we actually have grass!

Next project? Paint the bathrooms. Or maybe edge and put red mulch down in the front garden. Or maybe print some pictures out for the plain white walls throughout my house.

No, finish the table!

Wait, cabinets…

I’m going to have an anxiety attack.

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Her brother and sister were calling her to come play with them.

I can’t! I have laundry to do! She called back.

Maggie is a unique 3-year-old in that she’s my first kid to make me question whether or not I actually have the ability – nay, sanity – to raise children. Yes, she’s one of the cutest people ever but she’s also stubborn and dramatic and one day she took all my parenting knowledge and flushed it down the toilet while I baked her cookies. She’s the child that humbled me.

If you ask her how she got a bruise or a scratch she’ll often make up dramatic stories about what happened to her. A bully punched her. A dinosaur bit her. Or her go-to answer – Jesse did it. (note here – Jesse is the most mild mannered child in the family.)

She’s confident that she can do anything, even while she is failing at it. She can draw a straight line. She can read. She can pick out random spices, extracts, and food colorings from the lazy suzan and create a beautiful and delicious dessert.
And the blue violin and shredded bow… if you listen to Lucy play you will hear all this squeaking but I don’t squeak when I play. All while Kait and I sit here listening with our eyes twitching.

This unique (to us) personality of hers didn’t come without its perks though.  She is the lovey-est child. Big, elaborate hugs around the neck that make a person feel so valued…  That’s what you can expect from Maggie.

And she loves to do the laundry.

Story time.

Yesterday she gathered up the dirty laundry basket from the room that she shares with Lucy, along with the sheets she had stripped from her bed on her own, and dumped them on the laundry room floor. Then she got to work moving laundry so she could wash her load.
She did not want help. I’ll do it myself, is what she said every time I asked if she needed help.

I’ve had her help me before and because she learns fast she already knew the proper buttons to push to start the towels drying and she said them out loud as she mashed each button. Power. My cycle. Start.

When she got to the point of adding detergent she animatedly called me in to lift her up. I was reminded of how quickly she grasps things because she needed no help with the process itself and when her laundry was washed she suddenly shouted, Oh! My laundry!, and moved everything again.   

And if that wasn’t cool enough, at some point I had brought my hamper into the laundry room and after she had gotten the dryer rolling she actually put all my clothes in the washer and hollered for me to once again lift her up because she needed to put detergent in.

Now, if only she enjoyed folding it and putting it all away…

I guess that is unrealistic because nobody likes that.

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Lucy (6) and Maggie(3) are having a scooter and balance bike race in the large open area between the wide open kitchen and dining room.  Maggie is frustrated by the whole thing and she just took a break to come talk to me about it.

Maggie: Lucy’s cheating because I want to win.

Me: What happened?

Maggie: Well… I was behind Lucy and she was in front of me and so she won because she’s cheating.

Me: You know, that doesn’t sound like cheating.

Maggie: Yes it is because I wanted to win.

Me: Do you think that maybe she won because she was bigger and faster?

Maggie: Yes.

Me: Well, that isn’t cheating then.

Maggie: But I just really want to win.

I feel like there could possibly be a lesson here that a large percentage of the population of the United States could stand to learn. But for now, I’ll just start with my own kids and teach them that they cannot get what they want just because they want it. Life has never and will never work that way.
Fair is not a real thing.

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It has become our normal on Saturdays now to get a project done or partially done or maybe just a tiny bit done because it’s a huge deal to make all new kitchen cabinet doors and we keep getting sidetracked because there is always something shiny catching our attention.

We’re redoing the kitchen right now, which is a terribly large and time-consuming project and because we’re a glutton for punishment last week Rabbit and I decided we would add to the ever-lasting job by sanding and restaining our 14-foot long dining table which had become sticky and glittery (don’t ask) and gross. This sanding job that we thought would take a day or so after the help of urethane and stain stripper has turned out to take more than a week and “required” the purchase of a fourth sander and so much time that we could have been using to shop at Target.

We now have two sanders on the job and the hubster and I have both been working on the thick layers of stain and urethane that heavily coat this huge table and my hands are still vibrating and Rabbit says his fingers feel like they have springs in them.

I should add here that when I say I have been sanding, I mean I sanded once for like a half hour. Just enough to say I helped sand.  In my defense, Lanie has been sick this week and she requires me to squish and squeeze her and kiss all over her cheeks when she’s not feeling well so I really couldn’t do much to help anyway.

I’ll get a picture of the kitchen cabinets we’ve been working on for the last month and write up that post later if I have the time. They’re going to be beautiful.

Someday.

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