Our very own (lucky us) version of the Toy Story Monkey
(disclaimer: at the end she does not fall, she throws herself down in a true Lola tantrum)
Monday, January 24, 2011
Lola starring as the Toy Story 3 Monkey...
The true Toy Story Monkey
Our very own (lucky us) version of the Toy Story Monkey
(disclaimer: at the end she does not fall, she throws herself down in a true Lola tantrum)
Our very own (lucky us) version of the Toy Story Monkey
(disclaimer: at the end she does not fall, she throws herself down in a true Lola tantrum)
Friday, January 21, 2011
See ya later guk guk!
Last Wednesday we buried guk guk and said good bye to that wonderfully naughty habit once and for all. Now that I look back on it I feel like it's been forever ago that Teague ever even used one and I am thanking God that Lola (my child who will likely never do well with change) does not use one.
So it all started at the dentist a week and a half before when they suggested it was time to get rid of it. Teague was VERY upset with Dr Greg for saying that and telling me that he wanted to leave (the dentist) because "...that's naughty. He cant say that! I am not going to throw away my guk guk" So he adamently did not want to talk about it and now looking back I am sure he overheard Ryan and I talking about when to do it. I came up with this grand plan that he turns 3 1/2 on January 14th and that we would have a mini birthday party to celebrate that he is a big boy now and that when you are 3 1/2 it's time to throw out the guk guk. So anyway, I had been prepping him for being 3 1/2 and that he would get cake, ice cream, pizza party and that we would be going to the water park to celebrate no more guk guk and being a big boy (yada yada yada). He was cool with it all and thought it would be fun, but was quick to add that once he got home from the water park that he would get his guk guk back. Yeah, this is going to be tough, I thought. So the party was to take place on Saturday. So last Wednesday I had to take the kids into St Cloud with me for an appt. Typically Teague would have his guk guk in the car, but he never asked for it, not once. By the time we got home that evening it was 7 pm and he had not had it all day long and he asked for it. So on a whim I said "no, I am sorry there are no more guk guks. I took them to the hospital today and I gave them to the babies there. They need guk guks." Oh Lord. I thought I was going to die of heartbreak listening to this little boy cry over what was up to this point in his short life, the most traumatic thing to happen to him. It was honestly awful. And it was bathtime/bedtime and Ryan would not be home to help me through this. It was horrible. He just sobbed and hyperventilated. He didn't want to be held. So I got Lola ready and checked on this poor boy off and on and tried to console him. I honestly was just planning to let him cry himself off to sleep in his clothes, no bath, no nighttime pull up, nothing. I would just pick up the pieces in the morning. I felt terrible. At one point the smart little cookie got all happy and said "MAMA! I know, Daddy has a guk guk in his car!" To which I had to dash his hope once again and tell him that Daddy took that guk guk to the babies at the hospital as well....and the sobs worsened. (and I do have a short video clip of the whole fiasco because I didn't think Ryan should "get off scott free" not hearing/seeing the whole debacle - which I didn't feel would be very nice of me to post here)! Off and on I would hear him say "I don't WANT the babies to have them" or "I don't want him to say that" (referring to Dr Greg from a week and a half prior!) So after Lola went to bed he finally let me pick him up and hold him to which he sniffed a few times (it had been an hour of tears) and he said, "I am 3 1/2 now. I don't need a guk guk." and that was it. I have not heard another word uttered about it! After that he has been in an exceptionally good mood (we had been dealing with a moody, sassy boy for the past week) and I think that he knew it would be coming (us taking away his guk guk) but he didn't know when and once it was done and over with he could just move on. He honestly just has always been so easy going with changes in his life, takes them and then moves on.......now Lola; not. so. much. Anyway, he is a big boy and we are SO proud of him. So on Saturday we celebrated and he had a great time. (check out his cute 3 1/2 party picture of him on the right side of the blog)
His 3 1/2 birthday party crew!
Lola LOVED the water and the water park. Ryan and I agree that SHE will be the child that needs to be watched (aka: the alarm on the pool door activated because she will try to get out to the pool this summer without supervision)!
Teague practicing his skee ball skills at the arcade of the water park
If only she would leave it alone I could put cute little pig tails in her hair everyday!
Candy Land - his new favorite pass time!
So it all started at the dentist a week and a half before when they suggested it was time to get rid of it. Teague was VERY upset with Dr Greg for saying that and telling me that he wanted to leave (the dentist) because "...that's naughty. He cant say that! I am not going to throw away my guk guk" So he adamently did not want to talk about it and now looking back I am sure he overheard Ryan and I talking about when to do it. I came up with this grand plan that he turns 3 1/2 on January 14th and that we would have a mini birthday party to celebrate that he is a big boy now and that when you are 3 1/2 it's time to throw out the guk guk. So anyway, I had been prepping him for being 3 1/2 and that he would get cake, ice cream, pizza party and that we would be going to the water park to celebrate no more guk guk and being a big boy (yada yada yada). He was cool with it all and thought it would be fun, but was quick to add that once he got home from the water park that he would get his guk guk back. Yeah, this is going to be tough, I thought. So the party was to take place on Saturday. So last Wednesday I had to take the kids into St Cloud with me for an appt. Typically Teague would have his guk guk in the car, but he never asked for it, not once. By the time we got home that evening it was 7 pm and he had not had it all day long and he asked for it. So on a whim I said "no, I am sorry there are no more guk guks. I took them to the hospital today and I gave them to the babies there. They need guk guks." Oh Lord. I thought I was going to die of heartbreak listening to this little boy cry over what was up to this point in his short life, the most traumatic thing to happen to him. It was honestly awful. And it was bathtime/bedtime and Ryan would not be home to help me through this. It was horrible. He just sobbed and hyperventilated. He didn't want to be held. So I got Lola ready and checked on this poor boy off and on and tried to console him. I honestly was just planning to let him cry himself off to sleep in his clothes, no bath, no nighttime pull up, nothing. I would just pick up the pieces in the morning. I felt terrible. At one point the smart little cookie got all happy and said "MAMA! I know, Daddy has a guk guk in his car!" To which I had to dash his hope once again and tell him that Daddy took that guk guk to the babies at the hospital as well....and the sobs worsened. (and I do have a short video clip of the whole fiasco because I didn't think Ryan should "get off scott free" not hearing/seeing the whole debacle - which I didn't feel would be very nice of me to post here)! Off and on I would hear him say "I don't WANT the babies to have them" or "I don't want him to say that" (referring to Dr Greg from a week and a half prior!) So after Lola went to bed he finally let me pick him up and hold him to which he sniffed a few times (it had been an hour of tears) and he said, "I am 3 1/2 now. I don't need a guk guk." and that was it. I have not heard another word uttered about it! After that he has been in an exceptionally good mood (we had been dealing with a moody, sassy boy for the past week) and I think that he knew it would be coming (us taking away his guk guk) but he didn't know when and once it was done and over with he could just move on. He honestly just has always been so easy going with changes in his life, takes them and then moves on.......now Lola; not. so. much. Anyway, he is a big boy and we are SO proud of him. So on Saturday we celebrated and he had a great time. (check out his cute 3 1/2 party picture of him on the right side of the blog)
His 3 1/2 birthday party crew!
Lola LOVED the water and the water park. Ryan and I agree that SHE will be the child that needs to be watched (aka: the alarm on the pool door activated because she will try to get out to the pool this summer without supervision)!
Teague practicing his skee ball skills at the arcade of the water park
If only she would leave it alone I could put cute little pig tails in her hair everyday!
Candy Land - his new favorite pass time!Christmas 2010
Well Christmas has come and gone like a month ago already, that's how long I have been meaning to get some Christmas pictures up on here! We had a great time with family and the kids, naturally, got so many gifts they didn't know what to play with first!
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Sweet Lola
Yes, it's true. Lola can be so sweet. She's at a funny age- always trying to make us laugh (she's usually pretty successful)! Here she is trying on Mr. Potato Head's Glasses and below that is a video of her while we were out to eat for lunch (obviously too close to naptime as she kept falling asleep - it doesn't show it in the video, but she would wake up and shove some food into her mouth and then fall back asleep)!
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
A Visit to the Dentist
Teague went to the dentist for the first time today. We went to Central MN Pediatric Dentistry where my friend Kelly works (thats's her in the pictures). He did an awesome job and was told he has great teeth. One problem....time to give up the guk guk (paci). He was very sad about the news - but yes, I know it's long overdue. We are currently in negotiations regarding this topic!
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