Siblings

Maizy is obsessed with her siblings. Completely in love. She will do whatever they do. Which is not always positive. Yesterday the kids had a different babysitter at the office because our babysitter was on spring break. Maizy was leery at first but then sat with her Buddy and began to play. Later I hear Maizy crying and crying. She was crying so much that the office manager took her for a bit and then she ended up back with my mom at her school. About 45 minutes later she went back to the sitter. Afterwards I realize exactly when she started cryin and why. One of the speech therapists came to take Max because he is working on eliminating his lisp. So Maizy was left without Buddy for 30 whole minutes. Hence the crying. She relies on them so much. And of course Max loves it. He defends her and takes care of her. He is so excited for her to come to school with him next year. He is already talking about walking her to her class and unpacking her backpack. He thinks she will sit on his lap during morning sing. And he will hold her hand out to carpool. We shall see if all that actually happens but it's a sweet thought.



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My Future Lives

I decided yesterday that I want to come back in a future life as a girl with Alexis as my sister. I would have to endure a little bit of tormenting and I'd have to always follow her ideas, but man, I'd be a lucky kid. She has decided that she needs to change Maizy's diaper in preparation to change the baby's diaper. So yesterday morning, she changed Maizy's dirty diaper twice about 85% on her own. Then yesterday afternoon Ben left to go to a DJ job so the kids and I went to go visit my grandparents in their rehab center. Not the most exciting place and the kids sure have spent well over their share of time in hospitals and rehabs over the last two weeks. But they were pretty good. Alexis walked down the halls holding Maizy's hand so that I could push a wheelchair. After our visit, my mom and I took them to Mellow Mushroom for dinner. She helped Max and Maizy reach the chalk so they could draw on the wall chalkboard. They will do anything she does. After dinner, Max had to go to the bathroom. They wanted to go alone because the bathroom was right by our table so I let them. Next thing I know is they go in the men's room. Not that big of a deal except that I can't go in there after them. So we wait. It takes a while. They come out. It took a while because Max pooped and they knew my mom and I couldn't come in so guess who wiped his butt? And she didn't even care!!! When they came out and said what happened, I said "wow, lex, you are a great sister". She responded, "well, I had to help him.". It was just her duty. No pun intended. Seriously a good kid. Since I have no control over my future lives, I'm sure glad that in this life since she isn't my sister that she is my daughter. Love you Lexi!


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Maizy or Madeline

I remember clearly when I was a kid loving the Madeline books. There were a bunch in the series and the covers all looked hand drawn like this.


I came across a few a while ago and now Alexis loves them.

Maizy recently acquired an adorable red coat with a matching hat from her cousins. It is gorgeous and Maizy loves it. She rarely takes it off and often wears it in the house. Here she is:


And even though the coat is red, not blue it just reminds me of Madeline.





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What is Important

Lately Max has been very attached to me. Perhaps it's a phase, perhaps it's his way of dealing with the fact that hi world is going to change, or perhaps he thinks I'm that awesome. But he follows me everywhere. If we are upstairs and I have to grab something from downstairs he follows, if I go to the bathroom he follows, if I go to the car he is behind me. He wants me to lay in his bed with him, cries when I leave him, and is just so darn cute doing it. Almost every afternoon Max fights his nap. And many days when he throws the biggest fit, he is asleep before we ever get home from school. Today when we get home he convinces me to sit with him for a bit. Then I leave. He comes out. Walks into my room. And stands there. We call him "the creeper" in fact because he often will come out of his bed and walk in and stand there. So I say "what do you need Max?". He says "to tell you I love you". Melt my heart but I say "I love you too Max and now you need to go back to bed". He says "but what if I need something?". "If it is something important than you can come get me otherwise you need to stay in your bed." "But mom that WAS important!". Just as I was about to respond, I hesitated and thought you know what he is absolutely right. I'll take a sweet I love you from him anytime even if it is nap time. Even though at times this attachment issue is a bit annoying, I'll take it. And I'll enjoy it. And I'll look back fondly when he is 13 instead of 3 and I have to beg him to even speak to me.


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Max. Enough Said.

Max is a character. I mean there is really no other way to describe him. He is funny. I mean really funny. What he says often loses something in writing because for him it is all in the delivery. But this morning Alexis was telling us about her bad dream. Whenever she has a bad dream it is about bugs. I guess that is about the worst thing she knows lucky for her!!!! Anyway, she says in her dream that she saw a daddy long legs and she picked it up and ripped its legs off. Max says with a face of pure disappointment, "Lexi, that is terrible. You destroyed one of God's creatures. You should probably apologize to God and he might forgive you.". She started crying of course. I explained that it wasn't actually real so she did not have to worry. Max, however, says, "it's real to the person that dreams it.". Really? Thank you Mr. Profound. Yesterday as we were leaving Alexis's ballet class, there was some trash in the parking lot. Max immediately says, "oooooohhhhh, that is so mean to the world.".

He also has developed his own gamut of profanity three year old style. He knows he shouldn't say certain words so he has made up his own.
Stookey=stupid
Butler=ass
Dummy bear=dumb ass
What the football=I think this one is self explanatory
Doom=damn
Booby boo=not sure exactly but you don't want to be called this




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Winter Break

Oh how I have enjoyed it. Sleeping in, no running around, help with the kids. It's been a nice break from our hectic lives. It's a new year and tomorrow begins again the craziness. But these two weeks have really been a gift. It has reminded me to try to slow down a little more. We spent a lot of the break hanging out with good friends. Alexis has been very social over the break and only let her double pink slow her down minimally. She looked rough though.


She got an American girl doll for Hanukkah and hasn't let the thing out of her sight.


If that's not an ad for American girl, I don't know what is!!!!!! She stayed up to midnight on New Years with her friends, has been playing endlessly with her brother and sister who worship her, and had a tea party for her upcoming birthday. She is a very social girl!

Max has really enjoyed having Ben home. They have gone to Starbucks, to the park, and wrestled around the house. One day I went to work and Ben got a whole day to himself. Of course I forgot to lay out clothes for the kids and he was so proud of getting them dressed that he texted me a picture.


I mean he did have to separately text me a picture of Alexis to ask which shoes went with her outfit but hey he did pretty good. Maizy has been talking so much. She calls Alexis "hehi" for Lexi and she calls Max "Buddy". She is so sweet but a little tougher than Lexi was. I mean if she falls down it is not crying for three hours generally she will get back up! She wants to do whatever Hehi and Buddy are doing. She is cuddly and adorable!

All in all a great break for us all!


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Old Ma

That's what the kids call my grandma. They really are pretty lucky to have a great grandma that is close by and well enough to play with them. I hope I have great grandkids one day to do the same.

When I was little I have great memories of doing her hair and putting makeup on her (to clown extent) and now with the same curlers my kids love to do the same thing when they are at her house. She loves it and they love it. Everybody wins! She is 83 and really in pretty good shape considering. I am so glad they are so close to her and are able to have memories with great grandparents.

The salon:


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