Saturday, March 13, 2010
Time for the Big Girl Bath
Here was my dilemma. How can both girls have a bath in the big girl tub and not drown and/or not put me in traction? The solution - the often misunderstood bath ring. Now, these bath rings have a bad rap and can only be bought online but they are a godsend to me and when properly used are safe.
My problem was that both Kendall and Sydney are capable of sitting up but sometimes will fall over to one side and obviously if this is done whilst in the bath then we have a major problem. Also I couldn't support one child and wash her and ignore the other (obviously). Hence my purchase of 2 bath rings that support the child in the water and I can wash both children without having to keep a hand on each child.
I actually ordered one of the rings at first (just to see what it was like) but when it arrived it was missing the suction cups that hold the frame to the bath's surface. When I called to request the cups I actually ordered another one as I could see the usage that I would get out of having two. The second one arrived and bathtime took on a whole new meaning - for all of us.
The dogs were most interested in the girls being in the bath. Jealous? Or perhaps obsessed with the bath toys that they had. (I know Rudy wanted those squeecky toys real bad...) Either way it was a real squeeze in the tiny bathroom with two adults, the two kids and the two dogs. (Almost like Noahs's ark?)
My problem was that both Kendall and Sydney are capable of sitting up but sometimes will fall over to one side and obviously if this is done whilst in the bath then we have a major problem. Also I couldn't support one child and wash her and ignore the other (obviously). Hence my purchase of 2 bath rings that support the child in the water and I can wash both children without having to keep a hand on each child.
I actually ordered one of the rings at first (just to see what it was like) but when it arrived it was missing the suction cups that hold the frame to the bath's surface. When I called to request the cups I actually ordered another one as I could see the usage that I would get out of having two. The second one arrived and bathtime took on a whole new meaning - for all of us.
The dogs were most interested in the girls being in the bath. Jealous? Or perhaps obsessed with the bath toys that they had. (I know Rudy wanted those squeecky toys real bad...) Either way it was a real squeeze in the tiny bathroom with two adults, the two kids and the two dogs. (Almost like Noahs's ark?)
Rusks - gotta love 'em
Rusks are a staple in every baby's diet in Australia so Mum was kind enough to bring us a couple of boxes to try with the girls. (Rusks are similar to a small breadstick made out of really fine flour and rather than breaking off in a kid's mouth they will dissolve and go soggy like oatmeal.)
I had to wait until the girls really improved with their hand/eye/mouth skills before I could give it to them. Early March I deemed them ready and proceeded to give both girls one each of the plain rusks.
Sydney took to hers like a duck to water and really got into the spirit of sucking and chewing on it. Kendall found it interesting and used it to help her with her sore gums.
Still waiting on the teeth...
I had to wait until the girls really improved with their hand/eye/mouth skills before I could give it to them. Early March I deemed them ready and proceeded to give both girls one each of the plain rusks.
Sydney took to hers like a duck to water and really got into the spirit of sucking and chewing on it. Kendall found it interesting and used it to help her with her sore gums.
Still waiting on the teeth...
Woo hoo, it's here!
I used up all my vegemite on a piece of toast in January (sad, sad day) and hadn't got around to placing another order with the Aussie import company until recently. We ordered BBQ sauce, sweet mustard pickles, chocolate bullets, fruit tingles, sard wonder soap and of course vegemite.
I'm so happy that it's here. I love vegemite.
I'm so happy that it's here. I love vegemite.
St Patty's Day Parade flop...
It was a flop but it wasn't anyone else's fault but my own. Why did I think that we could manage a day outside in the beautiful spring air and sunshine?
Firstly, the time that the parade started clashed with the girls sleeping routine but I wasn't about to wake them up so we waited until they woke up on their own. So we were late and I HATE to be late.
Secondly, waiting for them to wake up on their own meant that other things got put by the wayside in the attempt to get to Henderson in a timely fashion. One of those things was their bottle. Not that they were screaming for it (please do not get the mindset that I would deny my girls and we did have 1/2 an hour before they were due...) but after we got there and were about half way up the parade route both girls burst into tears and were fairly inconsolable. So we fed by the side of the street. Now remember that the girls are sort out of sorts in the first place at the moment as well so the bottle didn't get even remotely finished so they were grumpy and not happy because...
Thirdly, I forgot about how loud it would be. The Harley-Davidson's, the fire trucks, the corvette parade, the marching bands. Yes, all of that stuff. Why, (I know you're asking) did I forget about the noise? Don't know - no answer. Either way the girls didn't appreciate the "ambience" of it all.
Anyway, so once we had found the Galvin's (sans Landree) we managed a quick "how's it going?" before I came to the realization that the girls were in no way ready for such a morning and before I could get an "I told you so" from Storm, it was time to leave. So we made our way back to the car with Kendall falling asleep on the way home. Sydney didn't and it became apparent that it was going to be a crappy afternoon once we arrived home as Kendall woke up with the poops and Sydney was already poopy so there was whinging and whining all around (me included!). Fingers crossed everyone can have a nap and get rid of the personality malfunctions. Me? I'll just drink a bucket of coffee and live with the shakes for a couple of hours or so....
So, after our experience today it seems that the general consensus is that if we don't HAVE to do it during the "hotspot hours", it's not gonna get done in the "hotspot hours".
In saying that though, we do need to get another set of luggage for the upcoming trip back to Oz. And as we leave in 3 weekends time, tomorrow is the luggage purchase day. Yay?????
Firstly, the time that the parade started clashed with the girls sleeping routine but I wasn't about to wake them up so we waited until they woke up on their own. So we were late and I HATE to be late.
Secondly, waiting for them to wake up on their own meant that other things got put by the wayside in the attempt to get to Henderson in a timely fashion. One of those things was their bottle. Not that they were screaming for it (please do not get the mindset that I would deny my girls and we did have 1/2 an hour before they were due...) but after we got there and were about half way up the parade route both girls burst into tears and were fairly inconsolable. So we fed by the side of the street. Now remember that the girls are sort out of sorts in the first place at the moment as well so the bottle didn't get even remotely finished so they were grumpy and not happy because...
Thirdly, I forgot about how loud it would be. The Harley-Davidson's, the fire trucks, the corvette parade, the marching bands. Yes, all of that stuff. Why, (I know you're asking) did I forget about the noise? Don't know - no answer. Either way the girls didn't appreciate the "ambience" of it all.
Anyway, so once we had found the Galvin's (sans Landree) we managed a quick "how's it going?" before I came to the realization that the girls were in no way ready for such a morning and before I could get an "I told you so" from Storm, it was time to leave. So we made our way back to the car with Kendall falling asleep on the way home. Sydney didn't and it became apparent that it was going to be a crappy afternoon once we arrived home as Kendall woke up with the poops and Sydney was already poopy so there was whinging and whining all around (me included!). Fingers crossed everyone can have a nap and get rid of the personality malfunctions. Me? I'll just drink a bucket of coffee and live with the shakes for a couple of hours or so....
So, after our experience today it seems that the general consensus is that if we don't HAVE to do it during the "hotspot hours", it's not gonna get done in the "hotspot hours".
In saying that though, we do need to get another set of luggage for the upcoming trip back to Oz. And as we leave in 3 weekends time, tomorrow is the luggage purchase day. Yay?????
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Come on spring
I'm forever taking photos of the girls a) because they're so darn cute, b) because I really don't have much of a life and c) because it's hard to take photos of them with me in them!
Anyway, saw these cute little headbands at Target dollar section (surprised?) and took a couple of snaps. Daw...so cute. (Wait until the weather is better and I can take them outside for photos there!)
Who's afraid of the big, bad wolf?
Storm and the girls have a special relationship. He can scare them time after time and rather than cry and get upset they actually love it.
One night when he was preparing dinner and the girls were in their chairs he decided it would be fun to rush up in their face yelling/roaring etc. Well as it turned out it was funny...for them. He kept doing it and doing it and they laughing and laughing. Their laughter is so contagious! Poor Storm was so beat up after it (and that was something that I found funny...)
One night when he was preparing dinner and the girls were in their chairs he decided it would be fun to rush up in their face yelling/roaring etc. Well as it turned out it was funny...for them. He kept doing it and doing it and they laughing and laughing. Their laughter is so contagious! Poor Storm was so beat up after it (and that was something that I found funny...)
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