Easter Photos

I must confess that I am exhausted!  Between the nervous energy of running a half marathon and preparing for numerous Easter festivities, I am officially wiped-out.   However, I thought that I would share some pictures of Easter with Scout.  

The Easter Bunny arrived bright & early this morning~about 5:50ish!

Shortly after a candy-filled breakfast, Scout climbed into her Easter basket with her new bunny.

For approximately 1 hour today, Scout was clean and looking like a little lady.

Jackson, Nannie & Scout trying hard to get the "perfect" Easter picture.

Scout searching for Easter treasure during the egg hunt.

Scout & Mommy sharing a sweet Easter moment.

Happy Easter!

P.S. I totally for forgot to include this picture of Scout's hair from this morning...

"I run fast!"

A couple of weeks ago, I registered Wade, Jackson and myself for Race the Runways in Brunswick, Maine.  Wade was registered for the mile, Jackson was registered for the kid's fun run (about 1/4 mile), and I was registered for the half marathon.  I knew that Jackson would not be too excited about the actual run, but he would like the swag (i.e. shirt, bag, and medal).  As the race approached, I realized that I had probably registered the wrong child for the kid's fun run.  Even though Scout is only two, she loves running.   In fact, she tells people, "I run fast."  So, yesterday was the big day.  Scout made her running debut.

A healthy pre-race snack

Walking out to the starting line

"Racing" to the finish

Scout's first medal!

Congratulations, Scouty!  You do run fast.

And...

For anybody that cares, Scout's mom ran fast yesterday too.  I was able to complete the half marathon in under two hours (just barely).  However, I did take over 12 minutes of last year's time.

Official time: 1:59:15

Thank you to Maine Running Photos!  Photos 2, 3 & 5 were taken from: http://mainerunningphotos.com/

Translation...I Rock!

Anyone who has parented a child or who has provided daily care for a young child knows that one of your many jobs is to serve as a translator for the foreign language young children speak.  For example, one of Scout's favorite sayings is: "Me hold you." Translation: "Pick me up, and hold me."  Some translations are not this easy, and one infamous phrase uttered by Scout had been a mystery to me until early this morning.  


Scout has been having a difficult time sleeping through the night.  She would prefer to sleep with Wade and I, but we would prefer that she did not.  So, for the better part of the week, she will wake up one or two times a night, and cry out, "I want my mommy-uh."  This is not a knew phrase for Scout.  She has been saying this for months, mostly when she is sick, and the word "mommy-uh" has been a mystery to me.  She does not call me "mommy-uh" during the day, so why would she call me "mommy-uh" at night?  Well, very early this morning, I solved the mystery of "mommy-uh."  Scout woke up screaming, "I want my mommy-uh" this morning around 1:30.  And maybe it was the repetition of this phrase, or my early morning brain kicking in, but it FINALLY made sense.  Translation: "I want my mommy to come."  Oh yeah, I rock!  

Scout & Mommy this morning

I will also share another quick, cute story from this morning.  Scout has a little "boy" friend at daycare.  And, these two really do like each other, but they are both very, very active (aka wild) children.  Scout and her little "boy" friend arrived at daycare at the same time this morning.  As I was carrying Scout in, the little boy was being carried in by his father.  I said to Scout, "Will you be a good girl today?"  And, the father said to me, "Your kidding, right?"  I replied, "I'm not kidding, just praying."

Happy Monday!

Just Your Typical Saturday

Saturday usually begins with me doing some type of house cleaning.  This Saturday I got some help cleaning from my biggest mess maker.

Next, I chased Scout around the house, while she played dress up.

Then we had quite a few trips to time-out.  In fact, we had so many trips to time-out, Scout decided she needed to add a chair to the time-out corner. No Joke!

As our evening was winding down,  Scout and Wade shared a giggle or too.

And now that Scout is off to bed, it is time to clean up yet again!

"Nobody puts Baby in the corner"

Within the past few weeks, Scout has grown increasingly interested in her baby dolls.  At first she was only interested in stripping off her baby doll's clothes.  No matter how many times I put an outfit on Baby, she always ended up naked (much like Scout).  My mother would ask me, "Why is Scout's doll naked?  Doesn't she have any clothes?"  This comment kind of hurt my feelings.  Like, somehow I was responsible for mistreating Baby.  Then Scout's day care provider gave Scout an outfit for Baby.  Now, I felt like people outside of my family thought that I was mistreating Baby.  


Well, Baby is still naked, but she...

has time-outs

"fake" sleeps with Scout on the sofa

and, she has unfortunate shopping cart accidents.

So, I think that I can guess what you are thinking.  If children "act"out what they see and experience, what the heck is happening at Scout's house?

"I'm not a bad girl!"

It's hard to believe that someone as cute as this can be sooo naughty!  

     But, it is true!  On Sunday, Scout hit her brother with a book.  He very appropriately told her that she was a bad girl.  Scout let out a fake cry, walked over to me, with her hand on her hip, and said, "I'm not a bad girl!"  And, she meant it...she actually sounded indignant that someone would call her bad.  Imagine that.  Indignant at age two.  Since Sunday, that has been her favorite saying at home and at daycare.  Where did I go wrong?


    When I first found out that I was pregnant with a girl, I thought about how I was going to raise her to be a strong, independent, determined and self-assured  human being.  Well, apparently my job is done, and I need to start "rethinking" my plan.  


    PS While I was writing this post, my husband accused me of being strong-willed.  Imagine that.  Strong-willed, humpf!

While I was out...

When I leave Wade at home with the kids, it is always a "surprise" as to what I will find (or what will be missing) when I return home.   However, today's "surprise" was truly a surprise.  When I pulled into the driveway, Scout opened the door and met me on the steps.  The first thing that I noticed was that she had pen on her legs.

Yep, that's pen on her legs.

Our conversation went a little something like this:
Me: "Oh, Wade?"
Wade: "Yep." (while looking at his ipad)
Me: "Scout has pen on her legs.  How did that happen?"
Wade: "I dunno.  There must have been a pen in the toy bucket."


But, wait.  There's more...  When Scout lifted up her shirt, to try on the new dress I bought for her, this is what I saw...

Yep, that's more pen on her Buddha belly!

So, I cleaned all the pen off of Scout. 

But, wait.  There is STILL more.  A few hours later my mother called me, and she needed me to go to Best Buy for her, so like the GOOD daughter I went.  When I came home this is what I found...

No, Joke!  Are you "f....king" kidding me.