Sprinklings: 4 1/2 years apart ~ identical twins?

2months_girlsCollageI might have been delusional for the past two months; everyone was telling me that Kiddo and Sneaky B looked exactly the same. I didn’t see it. Not a bit. Until today, almost.

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My mom is visiting (we are working on a new business-Pink Floor Studio) and she was insisting the girls look the same. So I pulled out the pics and Holy hell are they the same or what? Maybe not perfectly identical, but really close. What do you think?

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Looking at more pictures both girls look like Hubby’s dads baby picture too. Strong genes…I think yes! By the way- check out this picture. WOW Hubby’s great grandma was a serious chick huh? The great grandparents immigrated to San Francisco from Kars, Russia (now part of Turkey) in the early 1920’s. We have been learning a lot about their journey and life lately, maybe I’ll share more one day.

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Genes are funny, you never do know what you’re going to get. It is pretty amazing how similar our girls are, so far. We can already tell some of their differences, the biggest one being sleep. Kiddo has never been a good sleeper (like me) and Sneaky B is sleeping nine to ten hours straight at night already (like Hubby).

sisters2CollageNot really sure the point of this post other than I love these girls like crazy! Whether they are four and a half years apart twins or just very similar sisters, I am so very grateful they chose us to be their parents. signature

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Sprinklings: failed experiment

Five days ago I started a little experiment. I didn’t let anyone know, but I was curious as to what would happen. I am not really surprised with the outcome, but still disappointed.

What was my big experiment? I put “Pumpkin” (the new stuffy kitty) on the floor in the way to the bathroom, to see if anyone, besides me, would pick it up.

pumpkinkittyCollageDay one and two Pumpkin sat there while the family walked right over her.

Day three someone kicked her while walking to the bathroom but didn’t pick her up.  (At this point I wanted to toss in the towel, pick up Pumpkin and toss her into Kiddos room, but I didn’t. I needed to know how long it would take).

Day four Pumpkin was kicked over a bit more but still there forgotten.

Day five was my limit. Couldn’t take it anymore. Not sure if it’s because I was focusing on poor Pumpkin for being left and walked over. Or if it showed the reality here…I pretty much pick up everything that is out of place. Yes Kiddo is picking up her room without asking and Hubby does help out quit a bit with certain things. But why do I have to ask Kiddo and Hubby to pick something up?

This doesn’t seem right. When I asked them both about poor Pumpkin, Kiddo shrugged her shoulders and went to find her, now tossed thrown into her room. And Hubby said “Really? I didn’t notice.” I guess I have another project on my hands… training the family to pick up anything that is out of place and put it away, even if it’s not theirs.

Am I the only one? Please tell me someone out there is dealing with this too, because that straight-jacket only comes in white and we all know how quickly white gets dirty. I don’t really need to do any extra laundry. signature

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Sprinklings: I almost fell off the couch

Okay last night we had an amazing moment. For those of you who follow along know what it s like to get Kiddo to keep her room picked up. “I like my room messy” & ” I’m to tired to clean my room, that’s why its your job.”  NOT a good thing to say to mommy, but that was the norm.

About a month ago we took drastic measures and removed almost all her toys (read about it). It seemed a bit harsh but I was done with the constant nagging to keep it picked up. I’m not kidding we had to make a path to the bed a few times. Ands its been a huge help. Kiddo plays in her room more and its usually pretty clean.  Yes there is usually a pile of dress up (but only two dresses) or maybe some dirty clothes and baby doll or two. But for her – its great.

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Then last night when she was supposed to be sleeping (we have major issues in this department) she did something amazing. Kiddo cleaned her room. We didn’t ask her too. She just did it. She even used her toy vacuum to vacuum her carpet.
She was so proud of herself! I couldn’t help but give her a major hug and kisses even though she should have been sleeping.

I am starting to really believe the saying:
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Sprinklings: how does that happen?

bb4-sizedI think I must be channeling June these last few days. I am needing the super perfectly clean and organized world that June always had.  But with two children and a crazy few days its an unattainable goal.

While I’m trying to catch up, there are a few mysteries of house keeping that make me bonkers. And I’m wondering if I am alone here or am I needing a straight jacket

1. How come there is often one dish in the dishwasher that doesn’t get clean? I don’t mean one little spec, I mean totally dirty.  As if it didn’t even get any water on it. Makes me crazy because now its even harder  to clean the dried on food goobers. Gross!

2. How is it possible that one shirt, pair of undies or one sock can go through the entire dryer time and come out as wet as it went in? How does that happen? Its not all twisted either (that does happen sometimes). I don’t understand how this can happen with all the hot air flying around the tossing clothes… doesn’t make any sense.

3. (The most annoying) how can you leave for a few days, leaving the house spotless, and when you get home the house is a freaking disaster?  okay honestly it is clean when we walk in but in less than five minutes its a disaster. This makes me totally insane. Not sure why but it really does. I don’t know how it even happens. Maybe because all of our luggage is piled up? But it’s more than just luggage- its almost ad if the luggage has exploded. Arggg!!

I really hope I am not needing a straight jacket here and that at least one of these things happens to you too. Please share with me so I don’t go looking for the nearest asylum. signature

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Sprinkling: getting sh*t done

How does one get sh*t done with a four year old and a two month old? I would guess the parents reading this are thinking you just do. You find a way to get all the sh*t done. It might mean staying up till midnight, but you just do. Sh*t has to be done, so we all just do.

Sometimes I think  know I do to much. I have too many big projects happening at the same time. I can’t help it…its a flaw of mine. It my eternal need to be successful and helpful.  I guess it’s a good flaw to have, but sometimes it means failing where I shouldn’t.

Lately I have been failing at going to the market.  I’m not kidding you, I have broccoli,  a half container of soy milk and apple juice in the fridge right now. Pathetic!  I just seems that I can’t find the time. For sure this needs to change. Not a good place to be a slacker. Maybe I should look into getting groceries delivered…wouldn’t that be divine.
nursingCollageWhere I have been succeeding,  multi-tasking! I have mastered typing my posts (using my cell) while I nurse Sneakty B. Its amazing how fast one can learn to type using only a thumb.  With Kiddo, I would have never done this.  I just watched her, probably a first baby thing. Now I think what can I do while I sit here nursing- getting sh*t done
allcollegeHere is a fine example of a normal day photographing items for Pink Floor Studio; an etsy shop my mom and I are opening soon. (Ill share more about that one day soon) For sure I never thought I could photograph, help Sneaky B with her passy and be a jungle gym for Kiddo all at the same time.

It sure is funny/odd how once you are a parent you can do so many more things at once. Maybe it’s just me, but I sure don’t need a quite home to focus. It’s almost as if my universe has shifted. If it’s too quite I think Kiddo must be up to something she shouldn’t be. When there is a good level of noise, i can focus on what needs to get done. Is anyone else like that?

If only I could figure out making dinner while folding laundry- my home home would always be neat and tidy. signature

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Sprinklings: pumpkin love

I do not really know why, but I love going to the pumpkin patch. Every year I look forward to the day; the crisp air, the colors of the pumpkins against the green leaves and mud. It all makes me happy.

pumpkin2CollageToday we met some friends at one of the local patches. The air wasn’t crisp at all- it was pretty stinkin’ warm. It was a beautiful day. How funny is it that Kiddo is posing in the friends pic… classic kiddo. She wants to be on stage or tv.  She actually cries about it once a week: “why am I not on stage yet? it’s just not fair!” It does throw us for a loop, not sure what we are going to do about it. Hopefully she will fall in love with Shakespeare and not pole dancing. (I only say this because Kiddo loves to dance on tables with the spot lights (flashlights) shinning on her. Oye!

pumpkinCollageOf course there is a barn here with adorable baby animals. I love the baby goats, they where so cute. Kiddo, of course, wanted to pet the chickens…my worst petting animal nightmare. I let her though, I stayed outside of the chicken stall…can’t handle it. Lots of hand sanitizer later…it was all good.

I know we will be visiting at least once more before Halloween.  It was a great way to spend a few hours with my girls and friends. signature

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Sprinklings: Short and super sweet

So I don’t have a sweet tooth, unless candy corn is involved.  Not sure why but I love those little triangles. Could be the colors,  white, orange & yellow- When I was younger I would eat off the white then the orange and pop in the yellow- don’t have time for that anymore.  Could be the slight honey sweetness, I don’t know, they are perfect to me.

And then my friend Alison introduced me to something a little more perfect.

detourOkay- I’m taking you on a detour because this is my world.  Bedtime for kiddo was two hours ago.  She has never been a good sleeper and we struggle getting her to sleep; I think the book “go the *uck to sleep” was written for us- seriously if you have kids you should, no need, to read this book.  So I am multi-tasking writing my post and nursing sneaky b and kiddo comes out of her room, walks up to me, rubs her wet finger across my cheek and says

“mommy do you feel that?

“Yes why is your finger wet?” (I’m thinking she was playing in the fish-tank)

“The wet is from the tears coming from my eyes. I’m upset”

Taking a deep breath…”why?”

“Because a few weeks ago you through away a band aid that I wanted to keep”

“Go. To. Bed. Now.”

Where does she come up with this stuff?  She is my little hippy that is for sure. She wants to keep everything and make something new, but a used band-aid? NO, I draw the line there.

Okay- back to where we were…

candy cornMy friend Alison introduced me to mixing candy corn and dry roasted peanuts!!  Salty and sweet all in one handful. OMG!  Candy corn even more perfect! LOVE IT!

Happily, for my already wideness, I only buy candy corn in October, kind of like Starbucks pumpkin latte. You wait for it, probably have a bit too much of it, then wait another eleven months for it.

This fantasticalness might not be new to you, but it sure was to me. Do you have a salty sweet treat you enjoy? I would love to hear about it signature

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Sprinklings: “Be a dear and…

Get Mommzie a Martini will you?” Okay let’s be real, I like Bourbon. So let’s get mama a bourbon.

Yep it’s been that kind of day. It started like this
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Kiddo somehow accidentally dropped a washcloth into the unflushed toilet. Seriously how funny am I, Kiddo came to me and said she needed me because there was a little accident. I followed her to the bathroom, looked in the toilet she was pointing too and the first thing I thought wasn’t “gross” or “yuck” like normal people, I thought “get the camera! I can blog about this” HA HA HA funny mama.

Then like this
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I walked around target like this… can’t tell what’s wrong, then you haven’t been a nursing mama I guess.

Then like this- Lovely explosion pooptoilet2Collage

And now my day is ending like this
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I know I’m not the only one who has glorious moments of mommy-hood, but today this is my reality and I wouldn’t change a thing. signature

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Sprinklings: spider webs

So I was up until 1:30 this morning with poor Sneaky B.  She had major gas and finally after a five-minute bout of farting, she passed out. Poor thing, she is so gassy, maybe because she snorts like a pig when she is hungry (I will find a way to share her piggy self with you, I know she will “appreciate” that when she’s older) and swallows air, who knows I’m just guessing at the parenting thing. Any-who-

When I’m tired I feel like hanging out at home and since it’s October and we wandered around the dollar store yesterday for Halloween decorations, we might as well get into the spirit and decorate at bit.

“Mommy we haven’t done art together in ages”- guilt ridden mama had to make time today to do some art with Kiddo. Oye I feel horrible. So with decorating on hold, it’s time to be creative with Kiddo. Remembering a project from decades ago, we gathered our supplies and got messy.

Pasta, Glitter Spider Webs

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What you will need, very simply, pasta, glitter & glue.

Supplies: plastic plates or cardboard & plastic wrap, a large bowl and a bit of patience

First, Mama cooks some pasta, al-dente please.  Added bonus- if your kid likes spaghetti cook extra from lunch, my kiddo always chokes on spaghetti so no added bonus for us today.

While the spaghetti is cooking,  I drew a picture of a spider web on paper, to help kiddo out a bit, and covered it with plastic and Kiddo got “Fashy” to be creative.

spiderkiddoCollageWhen you have al-dente spaghetti let it cool then your ready to get messy!

spider2CollageAdded the cooked spaghetti to the bowl, cover it with glue and glitter and mix it up with your hands. Then create spider webs on the plastic cardboard or plate.  Add some extra glue and glitter why not, and then let them dry (this takes FOREVER! like 24 hours FOREVER).  Once they are dry carefully pull them off the plastic and hang them up.

spiderwebsCollagePretty cute for a quick project, but more important got to spend time with Kiddo doing art.signature

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