Monday, February 2, 2009

Jewel the Jumper

Jewel LOVES to jump. She doesn't just jump up and down, though. She runs with her feet and swings herself back and forth.

She loves the jumper more than any of our other babies. She likes it better than her high chair or excer-saucer. The only thing she likes better is to be held!

She likes it best when music is playing, or the kids are running around and being noisy, because then she feels like she fits in. It's so much fun to watch!

Wacky-Man to the Rescue

What will they think of next? Kids!

I had to keep from laughing hysterically at my kids' new game. This is the kind of game that makes little sisters love their older brother forever and ever and ever, no matter how much teasing and bothering they occasionally suffer from him.

It's simple, really. The girls pick an object and make it "wacky" and they call "Wacky-man! There's something wacky in here!" Then Einstein comes in the room and has to figure out what object they've messed with. Then with much drama and noise he magically transforms the object back to normal. What's so funny about it is how he's packed with all these wacky instruments and tools. Flashlights, whirring noisy light-up baby toys, a tape recorder, a microphone. It's a whole show. Einstein loves to entertain his sisters when it means he's in the limelight. The girls all laugh in delight and demand more. And of course, Mom, A.K.A. "THE PARTY POOPER" who is trying to put kids to bed has to end the game and kick the Big Boy out so the girls can get ready for bed. A sneaky voice in my ear whispers that I should have snuck to the other end of the house and read a good book while Einstein wore the sisters out with uncontrollable laughter, and forget those restricitve bedtime curfews! Darn, I should have done it.....well, next time!

It makes me remember when my sister and I were little (Mary must have been 6 or 7, while I was only 4 or 5) and my older brother, David, used to put on the "baby bean show" for us and make our doll come to life and have comic adventures on our bed's headboard (think The Three Stooges slapstick comedy). We laughed until we couldn't breathe for the pain in our stomache muscles. My Mom made David stop the shows (to our grave disappointment) because she was tired of me wetting my pants from laughing so hard! (true story!) We never forgot it, though, and loved him because he made us laugh.

Big brothers are the best!

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Sleep Solutions

We've been playing musical bedrooms at our house. All in the effort to integrate baby #5 into a four bedroom house.

Up until a few weeks ago, baby Jewel has slept (lived) in our bedroom. This is the first baby who has slept in bed with me almost the entire night, every night for this long! Finally she was getting too big to be really comfortable curled up in a tight ball against me. Not to mention, she is over 18 pounds now and my whole arm goes numb, and I wake up with one terrible crick in my neck!

So with lots of encouragement from Manly, we moved Jewel to the crib to share a room with Angel. Things went much better than we thought possible, but it was difficult to get them both asleep at the same time. And with winter sickness, colds and earaches, the two youngest were continually waking each other up and making their parents sleep deprived. I'd take care of Jewel, and Manly would take care of Angel. Things got pretty tricky the week Manly had to work the night shift! I'm SO grateful he doesn't work that schedule regularly!!!!

Baby Jewel began getting really fussy at night time, wanting to be rocked continuously, and so we made the decision to begin the "Ferberization" method. (Dr. Ferber has a famous sleep solution) This is where you put your child to sleep with their normal night routine, and then if they are crying you come back after 5 minutes, then 10 mintues, then 15, then 20 and then every 25 minutes. (if they're still crying) Each time you go in their room, you spend 1 minute comforting them, talking and singing and assuring them, but YOU DO NOT PICK THEM UP. It's so agonizingly hard, but it's worked wonders for each of my kids, and for most of them, it only took 2 or 3 days. And when its done, they've learned how to comfort themselves back to sleep, they're not dependent on Mom and Dad for help going back to sleep, and they love their beds.

We moved Angel into the big girls' room for the duration of the adjustment period.

I forgot how hard it was to let your baby cry like that. It's torture! For both baby and parents. My kids were horrified after all my lectures of helping the baby right away when she cries, that I was letting her do it ON PURPOSE. But I'm so happy to report that after 3 days, Jewel is a pro at going to sleep. Each night it took less and less time for her to settle down. And with Manly almost never being home in the evenings, that's a real blessing to me and the rest of our crew!

Now I've got to decide whether to keep Angel in with the big kids, or move her back with Jewel. She had a hard time getting used to her new sleep location, but I'm kind of liking it. I was putting Angel to sleep in that room anyway for her naps so that her naptime wouldn't conflict with Jewel's. It's nice for Angel to nap in her own bed instead of Louisa's.

And poor Einstein felt so left out. He wanted to know why one of the kids couldn't move into his bedroom. He's been begging for a roommate for years. I keep waiting for him to wake up to the luxurious realization that he's the ONLY kid who will probably ever get his own bedroom! Right now, the kids have a special tradition of doing a big "sleepover" on Friday nights in one of the kids' bedrooms. They look forward to that, but we don't do it every week cause it's a pain for Mom to pull out floor mattresses and sleeping bags, and they stay up almost as late as they would if they were having a real sleepover.

Right now I'm really enjoying Jewel having her own room, and I'm considering keeping it that way. The biggest pain is that with potty training, Angel keeps on needing new clothes, which are always in her bedroom while the baby is sleeping. I've begun keeping a pile of spare clothes in the hall just for her!

I wish I could wave a magic wand and double the size of my house... or at least put on one more bedroom!

p.s. since posting this last night, I have to ammend that I never let my baby cry it out if she's crying because she doesn't feel well. For that, I just have to rely on Mama's Intuition. If she's sick or teething, I will rock her all night long. Last night I got only 3 hrs of sleep because she's fussy...and I'm hoping it's teething, and not another earache. I was hoping that I could just take her back to bed with me, but now that she loves her crib she won't sleep in my bed anymore. In my family, that seems to be the price of my children learning to love their crib. Once they learn to sleep there, they don't like being rocked to sleep in Mommy's arms anymore, and that just breaks my heart. But for me, that's better then your child never going sleeping their own. It's a trade-off; I wish I could have it both ways!

Candy belongs in the Trash!

Like all kids, my kids LOVE candy!

I don't like taking them to the Dollar Store with me because they always want to spend whatever money they have on candy. I don't like my kids eating sugar, they're hyper enough! We've really cut down on sugar at our house lately. Someday I'd like our family to be sugar- free. So I grumble and groan about them buying candy, but I did it as a kid and so I let them. I figure it's their money to waste and maybe they'll get irresponsible purchases out of their system when they're young.

But the drama doesn't end there. Soon there are candy wrappers strewn around their bedroom floor. And then there is the bargaining and bartering where they trade candy or "buy" candy from each other (with money, toys, or personal favors) Then there's my 5 year old who occasionally sneaks from her siblings, and then has to pay back what she owes them. Then there's the bullying from older siblings trying to trick younger siblings out of their candy. Then there's 2 year old Angel who wants candy, but doesn't have candy, and no one will share with her. Then there's little baby Jewel who nearly chokes on a jolly rancher wrapper. Then our food-sensitive beagle, Lucy, begins making secret stealthy forays into the backrooms snatching whatever candy she can find. (she's normally not allowed back there!) We caught her several times trying to run outside with an airhead in her mouth. You know you're in deep trouble when your two year old is banging on the 10 year old's door crying and shouting "I want a watermelon flavor! It turns my mouth red!"*sob*

At this point I was about ready to go through the whole house, scour all the candy out and throw it in the TRASH while imperiously announcing that candy is hereby OUTLAWED!!

It turns out I didn't have a chance to do it because they ate it all in 48 hours. I'm definitely going to work on that NO CANDY rule! They can save up their money for something else! They are all going to the dentist in April, and if any of them has even one cavity, I'm going to use it for emotional leverage to state my case! And I won't even feel guilty doing that! (well, maybe just a little)

To illustrate our conflicting stance on candy:

Our Halloween candy is always gathered immediately in one huge tin, stored on top of the refrigerator, and then promptly forgotten for the year until it's so old it has to be thrown out... I DON'T WANT MY KIDS EATING TRASHY CANDY! Why do we then go trick or treating? I guess the getting is more fun than the eating?....I don't know. One of those unhealthy American traditions we can't seem to do without.

Here Einstein the builder has created a magnetic candy holder for all his candy. With it all out in the open, no wonder it went so fast. I wonder if Lucy was jumping on his chair and sneaking candy off of those magnets?

Einstein learns to sew

Einstein loves machines, doesn't matter which kind!

I still remember after theater classes one day, he and his cousin disappeared. I finally found him drooling over an ancient, antique typewriter! Those boys were in love! Nothing we said or did could pull them away. After several frustrating minutes I pulled him by the arm out the door, while he protested, "But Mom, it's just too BEAUTIFUL!" It ended up being too distracting a prop for the play. The boys wouldn't stop touching it, so they couldn't use it in the play. Silly boys!

If you ever find a typewriter at a yard sale, or if you have one gathering dust in your attic, please let me buy it from you! I think it would give hours of entertainment to the kid!

So one day when a friend came over to finish a sewing project she was doing for me, Einstein was entranced. He begged her to use it. He begged to use mine.

So a few days of go for a schoolwork project, he finally got to play around with a sewing machine. It's too bad that I'm not a great seamstress. I wish I could give my kids more help in this area, but you can't teach what you don't know!

But Einstein did sew a rice bag, and now's he's started on a big bag to hold toys in. It was pretty exciting to watch. And he can sew a straight seam! I can't believe it! I can hardly sew a straight seam myself!

Anyone out there want to teach a 10 year old to sew? Or give me sewing tips so I can teach my kids better?

New Pictures!

Jewel had her 8 month old baby portraits taken last week.

To view them click on this link:

https://www.smilesbywire.com/home.asp?AC=LTPP0131109831JCP

and then enter the name Laura Dotson in the user name blank.

Enjoy!

Kid Quote of the Day

Cute quote of the day:

Duckie comes running into the room shouting, "I have a great idea!"
"What?" I ask.
"We could post a note on our door that says 'no dogs allowed' and then Lucy won't sneak back into our bedrooms!"
"Dogs can't read." I replied.
"Oh." Duckie was crestfallen. "But Wait!" She shouted again,"We could draw a picture of a dog in a circle with a red line through it and THEN she'd look at it and know it meant no dogs allowed!"

Cute reasoning for a 5 year old!