Posts Tagged ‘three years old’
The one difference I’ve noticed between my two girls is that K is NOT a sleeper.
M is a great sleeper. She can easily sleep 11-12 hours a night. Although she doesn’t nap as often anymore, when she did, she could easily do 2-3 hours.
K is the last one to sleep, first one to wake up. Her naps are cat naps compared to her sister. It’s very rare that she nap for more than 30 minutes.
I’m pretty sure M spoiled us with the whole sleeping thing. K just brought us back down to reality.
The bottom line is… I’m tired.
We have been watching Masha and The Bear for a long time. Click here for my first blog post about this super cute animated series.
We’ve been watching it in Russian and on Youtube for years now.
Earlier this month, Masha and The Bear joined Netflix… IN ENGLISH!
Now, M had been watching Masha in English for awhile now since they started showing the English versions on Youtube. But when we discovered that Masha was joining Netflix, it’s like we’ve fallen in love with the series all over again!
There are nine episodes on Netflix. Each episode contains 3 different stories, all of which we have seen in Russian and loved.
While we always were able to pull the storyline from each show based on what we were seeing, it’s great to actually understand the dialogue now that it’s in English. So super cute!While M used to sing the songs from the show in Russian, M thinks it’s great that she can finally sing along and understand the lyrics in English.I can’t wait for them to release more episodes! We’ve seriously been watching it every day!
M starts preschool this week.
I’ve been trying so hard to avoid thinking about it, but I’ve got a parent meeting/orientation with the teacher tomorrow, so there is really no avoiding it.
I just can’t believe that my little girl is old enough for school.
Watching all the little babies around me, I’ve always felt that once the kid starts school, time flies at this crazy speed and before you know it, they are grown up. I’ve seen it happen so many times before.
I don’t feel like I’m ready to accept that my little M is growing up.
I mean, I’m very happy for her. I’m happy that she’s growing up. I’m happy that she’s getting these opportunities to learn and grow. I’m happy to watch her blossom.
I just don’t want to let go of the “baby” in her. I don’t want to let go of the “little” in her.
She looks up to me. She seeks me out for cuddles. She loves me and it shows.
As she gets older, things will change. Hormones will take over. We’ll fight. We’ll disagree. The hugs and the cuddles will slowly disappear. She won’t be that little girl that calls me her ‘best friend.’ She won’t be that little girl that will just cover my face in sloppy kisses. Those sloppy kisses will turn into hurried pecks on the cheek. I’ll embarrass her. Instead of hearing her sweet voice calling me “mommy,” I’ll get exasperated and annoyed “mom!”
I’m not ready for that.
I’m not ready to let go of my baby.
I just feel like starting school is like opening the door to all these changes.
I’m just not ready.
We are officially Legoland passholders.
Yes. One full year of unlimited access to Legoland.
We were so excited to be passholders we went to Legoland TWICE last week.
We spent TONS of time in their new Heartlake City area where the Lego Friends perform on stage.
The great thing about Legoland is the water. Not only do they have that awesome water park, but they have splash pads scattered through out the park. If you know M, you know that she LOVES the water and getting wet.
K got to spend time in the water park too. She played in the baby/toddler wading pool and got to crawl around a small area of the baby/toddler splash pad. I wish I could have taken photos, but I didn’t want to risk ruining my phone!
M also got to ride rollercoasters for the very first time. She went with Hubby on her first coaster. She LOVED it so much. She was so excited to ride another one. We reached another rollercoaster and we were very surprised that she easily reached the 40in height requirement. I got to go on that other roller coaster with her. When we asked her which coaster she liked better she said, “Both!” I love how brave she is!
I’m sure there will be plenty of Legoland stories to come. I’m so happy we get to have these passes and create these wonderful memories for our girls.
There are days that I feel like I’m being pulled in opposite directions.
K is at that age where the attention is constant. Not only does she crave personal contact, she’s also very active and needs to be hovered over to make sure she doesn’t hurt herself. Even in the playpen, an enclosed space, she needs to be carefully watched since she has learned how to stand and grip her way around the perimeter. But she’s also trying to let go, stand on her own, and trying to take shortcuts from one corner of the playpen to the other. This results in constant falling if I’m not there to catch her.
M just wants my attention. It’s totally understandable. It’s sad.
If I had to break it down, I feel like I spend 85% of my time dealing with K and only a mere 15% dealing with M.
It makes me feel bad because I know M misses me.
She tries to steal moments every once and awhile. More often than not, it’s when I’m in the middle of watching her little sister.
It breaks my heart when she tries to sit on my lap while her sister is playing on the floor and crawling away somewhere. I constantly have to ask her (nicely and apologetically) to get off my lap so I can make sure K is safe.
Bedtime was always my time to catch up with M. However, K is going through an extremely clingy stage and will not allow Hubby to put her to bed at all. If M and I go upstairs for bed, K will cry and cry until I have no choice but to go take care of her.
I know it’s a phase K is going through and everything will work itself out, but I just feel so terrible about how uneven my attention is.
Luckily, Hubby had the week off last week (hence, no blogs) and I was able to take M on a little ‘mommy and me’ date. We went out to Michael’s to go craft shopping and then we had a milkshake. I could tell she loved spending that time with me and it seemed to refresh her when we got home.
I’m hoping to find more time alone with her every so often so she doesn’t feel so neglected.
How did you deal with the difference of attention between your children? I’d love to hear how you deal with this in the comments below!
Hubby had a work picnic at the zoo a few weeks ago.
This was our first ‘amusement park’ outing since K was born. It was definitely an experience.
K no longer wants to be stuck in her little infant carrier when we are out and about, so she’s been sitting in the double stroller just like M. K differs so much from M when it comes to strollers, carriers and carseats. M was mostly content being in a carrier or carseat. M, til this day, LOVES her stroller.
K does not.
K will do everything in her power to get herself out of what she’s restrained in. This includes arching her back, wiggling while trying to put the harness on her, and crying/screaming until someone takes her out.
K loves being out and watching the world around her.
Our zoo day was pretty quick. We tried to get to the zoo early, but we got there an hour after the park opened. We didn’t realize that was the huge morning rush of people. It felt so crowded.
We took the zoo tram that took us around the entire zoo and saw many of the animals that M wanted to see. Waiting in that line with two kids was definitely an experience. M doesn’t do well with lines and would rather be carried through them. Obviously we had to carry K. Because there were so many people at the zoo, the line for that tram was long and because we were carrying both kids, we felt like we were in line for an eternity. Hubby and I tried to switch kids every so often, but neither of us could figure out who was easier to carry.
The tram ride was fun for M because she got to see a good amount of animals. K started to get antsy towards the end and started squirming and whining. I guess tram rides aren’t interesting to seven month olds..
After the tram, we went to the company picnic. K finally got to get out of the stroller for an extended period of time. M got to eat ice cream and get her face painted. She had a great time!
Unfortunately, the heat got to us and we had decided to go home once the company picnic was over.
We intended to go back later when the day was cooler, but once we got home and became settled, it was hard to get the momentum to get out of the house again.
We had a great time, but it was very tiring. I’m glad we got to go and took some fun pictures that I can’t wait to scrapbook!
The best thing about M growing up is her growing communication skills.
The worst thing about M growing up is her growing communication skills.
Talk, forming sentences, learning to express her feelings.. it’s the best and worst thing about being a three, almost four, year old…
It’s the best because we can now have conversations. She can tell me what she wants. She can tell me how she feels. It’s no longer the guessing game it was when she was younger.
But with all that comes ‘the attitude.’
Yes, I know she’s learning to express herself. Yes, I know she’s picking up inflection and tone from what she observes around her. Yes, it’s all about growing up.
But if I don’t teach her, she’ll never learn, right?
There are times where her frustration will cause her to answer me back in a way that is just so full of attitude. It’s not a very respectful way to answer me or to talk to any adult.
That’s when I remind her, “Talk nicely.” She will repeat what she said in a more pleasant tone.
There are times when she is just demanding. She wants a particular object or action, and she wants it now!
That’s when I remind her, “Talk nicely.” She will repeat what she said in a more pleasant tone, adding a ‘please’ at the end of the sentence.
There are still plenty of things she needs to learn about expression and explanation. If I don’t teach her to talk nicely now, she’ll carry it on to her older years and it may become a bad habit.
I can already see a difference. There are times where she will resort to a nicer tone to get her point across. I’m glad that she’s learning and understanding these lessons I try to teach her.