Saturday, February 28, 2009

A new-found respect

I think Patrick gained a little new found respect for me and all other stay at home moms today. We got a great little surprise when he ended up not having to go into work until almost 6pm (he was supposed to go in at 6am - but the other guy on call did rounds for him since he was already there, and then there were no traumas until 6pm). Anyway, he went to the grocery store, made breakfast, read the paper, went to the library with the kids, ate lunch, took a little nap, played Wii, played games with Gavin, taught Gavin how to play Guitar Hero, built a train track, talked on the phone to friends, and by 3 o'clock - was TOTALLY BORED! He didn't know what to do. He was so antsy and just wanted to go outside but it was too cold. He wanted to exercise, but didn't want to wake up Evelyn. He wanted to go to a store, but didn't want to spend money (that we don't have). He felt bad that he was losing ideas to do to keep Gavin busy, let alone himself.

All in just ONE afternoon. Imagine that day - after day - after day. I think he now understands that when I call and practically BEG him to let us come to the hospital to eat dinner with him, it is not because we miss him terribly (I mean we miss him some - but can deal with it). It is because I AM SO BORED and need to get out of the house, break up the mundane routine!!! I think he finally gets it.

Friday, February 27, 2009


Another Daddy-Gavin shower conversation:

Gavin: "Daddy - your butt is humongous!"
Patrick: "Oh yeah, what about Mommy's butt?"
G: "Her butt is pretty tiny."
P: "Good answer."
G: "But she doesn't have a penis."
P: "No, she has a vagina. Girls have vaginas, and boys have penises." (side note - we decided to use proper anatomical terms for teaching purposes - but we also have silly names like Shina).
G: "Hmm. I think that vagina means tiny butt in spanish."

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Potty Training Pitfalls

Now that Evelyn is potty training - she feels she has free use of the toilet. Point in case, as I was typing out an email, I hear her in the bathroom...

"Bye Bye poopy". - Hmmm, I think to myself, I know she didn't go so she must just be pretending.
"Bye Bye pretty (what she calls her hairbands)".
"Bye Bye watch".
"Bye Bye tooth brush". Now I think it is cute that she having a conversation with herself.
Then I hear the flush, in which I immediately jumped up and ran to find the toilet overflowing with hairbands, a watch, and a toothbrush - and Evelyn waving proudly. Luckily there was no poopy or peepee...but for now, I think I will continue to keep the bathroom doors shut and locked.


February - the shortest, yet LONGEST month in the year.

I always get a little blue this time of year. Post holidays. Pre sunny weather. It sucks. I know everyone else gets bummed around here too. Days blend into each other. It doesn't help that Patrick is on trauma (the worst rotation) and is working on call every other night. That means weekends don't exist. Which makes the week even longer. I swear I am so in cycle with my routine, I don't even know the day of the week. I just know it as Spanish lesson day, or Pilates day. I come up with stupid things to do - like go to Target to buy diaper wipes - just to get out of the house. I BEG Patrick to let us come visit him at the hospital and eat dinner with him so it breaks up our mundane evening. I do lessons out of the preschool book. I let the kids watch tons of movies and play countless games. The kids bedtimes get earlier and earlier. I facebook to feel connected since so many people hibernate here. I go tanning to feel some warmth. I go to the gym for fun.

March 20th cannot get here soon enough.