Honesty is the best policy?

I recently babysat my friend's kids for an afternoon.  While I pondered how to respond to Lydia's compliment, Kenzie clarified things.

Lydia: Wow, I'm impressed.  Everything's so organized.  Most of the houses I go over everything is messy.
Me: Ha, thanks.
Kenzie: Well, our house is usually really messy, but we clean it up when we have people over.

Thanks, Kenzie!

Kenzie Takes on the Shamu Express

Kenzie really wanted to try a roller coaster when we were visiting the theme parks in FL.  The Shamu Express at Seaworld promised to be a "just-thrilling-enough first coaster."  It was just as fast as any adult-sized coaster, I learned after our ride.  It was short, though, and that was probably the only saving grace for McKenzie.  Watch as her face goes through various stages of terror.

 After the ride, Susan asked her if she'd like to do it again.  Her answer was a resounding, "NO WAY!"

Conversations with Kenzie

Me: We need to call Adam and sing happy birthday.  We missed him yesterday. 

McKenzie: I told daddy that I would remember, but then I didn't remember.  I guess I should have said I would try to remember.  'Cause, if I said I would remember and then I didn't remember that's....bad.  I guess. But if I said I would try and then I forget, then it's okay.

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Kenzie was confused when I told her I needed to work on an assignment for my grad class.

McKenzie (mockingly): Mommy, how to you write a paper?

Conversations with Kaia

Kaia: I really, really don't like mean monsters.
Me (laughing): Okay.
Kaia: 'Cause monsters go roar and I don't like roaring things when they roar. ROAR!!!

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While we were in Florida Dustin and went out one night to see Blue Man Group.  Dustin's mom stayed with the girls.  She thought the girls were asleep (it had been quiet for quite a while).  Then she heard Kaia at the top of the stairs.  "Nana!" she yelled.  Susan came around the corner to find Kaia standing proudly at the top of the stairs wearing her favorite skirt (the one she went bed in), her sparkly shoes, and holding her hands up to display the many colors of nail polish all over her  fingers.  Before Susan could react she said, "I need a headband."  Clearly she wasn't concerned about getting into trouble.  Susan put her to bed in her pack n play and told her she was sad that Kaia had used the nail polish without asking her.

In the morning Kaia showed me her nails (fingers and toes just covered in polish) and said sadly, "Nana was not happy to me."

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At Disney World the girls were on a high meeting princesses and other characters.  It was 10:30 and we were preparing to leave.

Kaia: I want to see a fairy!

Me: Oh, honey, it's so late.  They are probably sleeping now.

Kaia: But we can wake 'em up.

20 minutes later we found Tinkerbell and Rosetta signing autographs.

Kenzie: Mommy, and you thought they were asleep.

Touche. 

Opposites

Watch the girls eat a cookie and you can see how vastly different they are.  McKenzie carefully eats the cookie, leaving all the m&m's for last.  She always does this, saves the best for last.  In fact, she'll eat so much of the cookie that she will be full and decide to save the candies for later.

Kaia, on the other hand, eats the best first.  She picks each m&m off the cookie, eating as she picks.  Then, when the cookie is depleted of candy, she'll take a bite and, if it's not a particularly chocolaty cookie, she'll leave the rest on the counter.

Their cookie-eating methods so mimic their personalities in other areas it's astounding.  Kenzie, the patient, thinker with a plan (who sometimes misses out on the best of things because she's so careful), and Kaia, the impulsive, act now/think later monkey with no plans for what will happen in the next instant (who often gets into trouble due to lack of foresight). 

How can two people, raised under the same roof, be so, so different?

A Girl's Gotta Accessorize

Kaia loves to wear skirts. And dresses.  And headbands.  The girl is a little fashionista.  For the first time in her life there is something that really matters to her.  Up until this point, there was no discipline technique that got her to listen.  Now, we have the skirt.  When Kaia tells us "no," we take off her skirt.  If she doesn't cooperate at bedtime, she doesn't get to wear a skirt to bed.  If she isn't playing nice with Sister, no dress.

It's the craziest parenting idea we've ever used, but it usually works.  If we tell her she has "one more chance to make a right choice" or she doesn't get to wear a skirt, she listens.  If she does something particularly egregious (i.e. hitting Kenzie) we take away skirt-wearing privileges and she DOES NOT like that.  It's nice to finally have something that works.  

Her skirts are so important to her that she can't pick just one to wear each day.  She changes her skirt or dress four, five, six times a day.  I moved all her dresses and skirts to an easily accessible drawer so she can go into her room and change whenever she wants. After each wardrobe change she will go admire herself in the full-length mirror we put up just for her. Every once in a while there is a skirt or dress that she wears all day..and all night...and all the next day.  When it is time to send that outfit to the laundry it can be distressing.

I don't know how she became so fashion-conscience.  I'm certainly not.  But it's a pretty adorable trait.  She's our crazy, defiant, adorable, smart little model.  Love that Kaia Boo.

She thinks everyone looks better with a pretty headband.

Conversations with Kaia

Kaia (seeing a bag of m&ms in my car): Can I have candy, mom?
Me: I don't want you to have any in the car because I don't want chocolate all over the place.
Kaia: It's not going to be ALL on the place, just a little on the place.

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Kaia has to say sorry so frequently now that she's adopted a catch-all phrase to cover any wrong doings. 

Kaia: "I'm sorry. I won't do that again."
Me: What are you sorry for, though?  What did you do?
Kaia: Something I'm not posed to do.

Her apologies are completely meaningless.  How do we get her to actually feel sorry?

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Kaia (from her crib): Mooommmmmmmmy!

Dustin: What do you need honey.

Kaia: Can you get me my baby?

Dustin: Why did you throw it out of the crib?

Kaia: I didn't.  She did it all by herself, Daddy.

Dustin: It doesn't work like that.

Kaia: *laughing*

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Kaia: Daddy, you're the best daddy in this whole house.

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Mini Mommy

Tonight the girls were pretending to go grocery shopping.  They just received new purses as belated Christmas presents from Grammy and Grampy Pearson and they couldn't wait to use them.  I said that I don't have plans to go shopping this week so they improvised.

I watched as they both walked through the kitchen, purses across their bodies, grocery lists in hand and pretend phones to their ears.  I overheard this conversation:

Kenzie: Kaia, you call Etta and I'll call Sierra.
Kaia: Okay.
Kenzie (into "phone"): Hi, is Sierra there?  Hi Sierra.  We are out grocery shopping and we are near where you live so we just wondered if we could come to your house to visit....Okay...Okay...We can come?...Great.
Kenzie (to Kaia): Sierra said we can come!  Let's go.

These girls absolutely crack me up.

Veggin' Out

Sometime the girls (and Mommy) need a little veg-out time in front of the TV. Even though there is plenty of couch space for each have her own spot, they choose to cuddle up like this.  Love these girls.

    

Countdown to Christmas

Kenzie and I worked together to make this super simple and cute advent calendar.  I used envelopes I had leftover from our wedding (don't judge, I kept them for seven years because I knew I'd use them someday) and scrapbook paper that I had around.  The girls each have their own strand.  Some envelopes have stickers, some have candies and other have little notes like "decorate a gingerbread house" or "have hot cocoa with breakfast."  The girls can hardly wait to find their surprise each morning.  And, since it is Christmastime afterall, they don't even have to wait until after lunch to eat their candy.  They are LOVING chocolate for breakfast.

Apple and Pumpkin Celebration

Due to a death in her family, Kenzie's teacher postponed her class's Halloween celebration to last week. The theme was apples and pumpkins and the kids got to dress up in their costumes for a Halloween parade.  Kaia and I went to spend the day and had a great time.  They had extra costumes and asked Kaia if she wanted to walk in the parade.  Kenzie was happy to lead her around the school.

They had paraded through at least five classrooms when Kaia whined, "Moooommy, when are we going to see the parade?"  Poor thing was waiting to catch some candy from a firefighter, I'm afraid.

There were an abundance of pumpkin and apple treats. Kaia fit right in with the other preschoolers at the snack table.  Kenzie, usually very quiet, seemed to open up a little with Kaia there.  I think she was proud to show her little sister her school.

We hung around for circle time.  The teacher read a few Halloween themed stories.  Kenzie kept trying to get Kaia back up and sit "criss cross apple sauce" but Kaia had other ideas.  

It was so much fun to peek into Kenzie's class for the day.  Despite the fact that she gnawed nervously on her fingernails the entire day, she seems to really enjoy being there.  She's come a long way since day one.  We stayed until the end of the day but Kenzie didn't want to go home with us, she wanted to ride the bus.  Kaia and I had to run to the car to get home before the bus.  

Conversations with Kaia

Kaia (from another room): MOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMY!
Me (entering room to find Kaia trying not to drop a bin of craft supplies): Kaia.
Kaia: I'm 'posed to not be touching this stuff.

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Kaia : I'm sorry ________(Mommy, Daddy, Kenzie, etc) for ________________ (hitting you, not listening, running away, etc).  I won't do that again.
Me: Right.

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Kaia: Thanks for making me dinner, Mommy.

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Kaia: Can I have candy?
Me: Not right now.
Kaia: Aaaaaaaawwwwwwwwww.

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I got out of the shower and flicked the light on in my bedroom.  I jumped when I saw Kaia, who I had recently put to bed in her crib, sitting on my bed.  I asked her how she got in my bed.  She said, "I just climbed down on my kitchen (the pretend one), and then, and then I just popped into Mommy's bed."   She was so proud.

Later I set up the pack n' play thinking it might buy me a little time.  It wasn't long before she was standing at the top of the stairs proudly announcing, "Ta ta!  Bah-prise (surprise), I did it!"  She was so darn cute and proud it was hard to scold her for climbing out.

Christmas is Coming

On Black Friday we only make one purchase: our Christmas tree.  We go to this great little place a few minutes down the road.  They give us a tractor ride to the top of their vast hills of beautiful trees and we work our way down, hunting for the perfect symbol of the season.  Kenzie says she wants every one, Kaia doesn't pay any attention to the trees and works to separate herself from us, Kona runs wild and Dustin and I haggle over the characteristics of the perfect tree (admittedly, I care much more about what type of tree we get than he does).

Hot cocoa break.

The girls hitch a ride on a tree carrier.

Our tree!

Kenzie helps.

Kaia doesn't.

We didn't have time to decorate it on Friday (and the girls were getting a little squirrely) so we decorated it the following day.  They worked so fast and the tree was done in no time.  Auntie Kelsy helped, too.

Can you tell which clump of ornaments Kaia hung?

Kenzie was so proud to hang the high ornaments.

 We just love having our tree sparkling in the living room.  I'm a little sad that Christmas will be here in just a few short weeks.  Merry Christmas!

Bus Day is a BIG Day

While Kenzie loves preschool, she is struggling to be really comfortable there.  She spends most of her day in silence, just taking it all in, and doesn't socialize with any of her peers.  The first few weeks were tough...for me.  She was so excited to start school and it was absolutely heartbreaking to see her being shy.  Not that there's anything wrong with being shy, it's just that Kenzie is generally a pretty outgoing kid.  Knowing that she has so much to say but is afraid to say it breaks my heart.  Even though I know she is nervous and afraid to talk to her teachers, she tells me excitedly about each day and can't wait to go back the next morning.

Before school started she used to beg to be able to ride the bus.  I told her I wanted to drive her for a while until she was comfortable at school (and until I was ready to let my baby ride on the yellow bus w/out a seat belt).  I asked her during the second week of school when she wanted to start taking the bus and tears formed in her eyes at the mere thought of it.  

It seems to me that she's made very little social progress in the past two months, but days like today remind me to celebrate every little thing.  Today, Kenzie took the bus home from school.  She skipped into school this morning knowing that at the end of the day she would be lining up with all the other kids in class to get on the bus.  Kaia and I stood proudly at the end of the driveway when the bus arrived (just eight minutes after school ended - we live close) and cheered as she came proudly, yet nervously, down the big steps.  

So, she may not be talking the teacher's ear off yet, or playing games with her classmates, but my sweet little Kenzie is taking steps towards being herself at school.  Big steps. Big bus steps.

That's My Kenzie

A picture is worth a thousand words, right?  Kenzie was asked to draw a picture in school.  Her teacher had drawn a tree so Kenzie chose to draw one too.  This picture, titled "Fall Tree," pretty much sums up McKenzie's personality to a T (or should I say, to a type A).

Give a Bird a Home

Kaia was so excited about bird houses that she cried when they left the lumberyard without them.  It took Dustin and Kenzie the ride home to explain to her that they were going to make bird houses, not buy them.  I guess it's hard for a two-year-old to visualize the 1" X 6' board as a cute little birdy home.  Go figure.

They were awesome helpers throughout the process.  I was gone at a really fun training (read: six hours of boring slideshows) so I wasn't there to witness, but Dustin documented the steps.

While Kaia was napping for most of the steps, she was awake for gluing.  He couldn't get pictures of Kaia using the glue because Kaia and glue require complete supervision.

Kaia knows how to avoid the not fun jobs, like sanding.  Blah!  But Kenzie is a work horse.

 

After Dustin primed them, it was time for paint.

They are so proud of their work.  I am too. :)

We haven't yet hung them up, although the girls have three trees picked out.  The birds will be headed to see Nana in Florida soon, so it probably doesn't matter if the homes aren't up until spring.

Scarecrow

For Dustin's birthday Kenzie gave him a picture she colored.  It was a scarecrow.  She thought their garden needed some protection, and that she and daddy needed a project.  An idea was born.  It took a little while to find the time to build him, but Mr. Scarecrow is now ready to find his home in our blossoming garden.

They worked on it mostly while I was away teaching my night classes.  It was fun to come home at night and see the progress.

Detail work is perfect for attention-oriented McKenzie.

Kaia helped, too, but Dustin said she did a lot of what Kaia does.  Which is, well, anything but what everyone else is doing.  Here's a good action shot of her chasing the chickens away from Kenzie's work space.

This finished product is a scarecrow that is scary enough to freak me out every time I come home at night.  My heart jumps every time I catch a glimpse of the towering shadow.  Kaia isn't afraid, though.  She tells me it looks like Papa....

Kaia: Care crow looks like Papa.
Me: What?!  You think it looks like Papa?
Kaia: Yeah, looks like Papa.
Me: Papa Lavoine or Papa Ricci?
Kaia: Papa Voine.
Me: The Papa with Auntie Jenni or the Papa with Auntie Loren?
Kaia: Auntie Denni.
Me: That's Papa Lavoine.

Ha!  My dad has confirmed, however, that while she may think it looks like him, the scarecrow does not dish out ice cream and candy so he is not nearly as cool as Papa Voine.

All Aboard!

When my friend Jess sent me a link to the Essex Steamtrain and Big Top Circus Show I didn't have to think twice.  Kenzie has been asking for months if she can someday ride a train, "maybe, when I'm five?"  

Here's a confession, I've always wanted to ride on a train, too.  I've been on a subway train, but that doesn't count.  So, when that steam train glided up to the station and blew the whistle I was just as giddy as the girls.  Unfortunately, the train ride lasted all of ten minutes and never exceeded 5 mph, but it was thrilling, nonetheless.  

The circus was fun.  It wasn't a big "big top" but it was enough for the girls.  There was one aerial act where a woman twisted and turned and hung upside down from long silk sheets.  Kenzie was astonished.  She didn't take her eyes off of her the entire time.  Her facial expressions say it all.

The man who climbed atop the stacked chairs had me nervous.  There were no safety precautions.  I kept thinking that if he fell the girls would be forever scarred.  Kaia wasn't too concerned, I guess.  She spotted my friend's newborn baby next to us and smiled big.  The daredevil behind her apparently wasn't enough to keep her attention.

The girls had a great time on the rides.

A good representation of the Kenzie/Kaia dynamic.
 Kenzie is serious (she really thinks she's driving) and Kaia is just along for the ride.

It was a great day, and now I have a brochure of all the other steam train events (including dinner and a sunset).  Anyone want to babysit?

Cut and Paste

Kenzie: Mommy, I just love my new scissors so much, I want to play with them all the time.  Hahahaha.

Kaia would put glue on EVERYTHING if I let her.  As much as I love that Kenzie can sit for hours cutting and pasting, having glue around Kaia requires constant supervision.  But man, that smile on her face as she mounds more and more Elmer's onto the paper is priceless.