Monday, June 30, 2014

Last Free Flight

We went to Vancouver for the weekend.  Claire will be 2 in just over a month, so this was her last free flight.  And thank goodness, because she's heavy and sweaty.  I made her sit with Gigi most of the time, they both have small bums.

Thank God for snacks and the iPad, and my mom's tickets for free drinks on Southwest.  Claire actually did pretty well and took a nice nap on the drive from Seattle to Vancouver.  Once we got to my aunt's house where we were staying, she found the candy dish and mowed a couple down before anybody noticed.

Despite the long nap and the sneaked sugar, she did ok when it was bedtime and had to sleep with me.  She usually hates that.  The next day we watched some soccer and then met up with my nephew so the kids could do some bonding. 

Matching her Gramps

Doing my hair

We had dinner at another aunt's house, and she raised 3 daughters, so had a plethora of girly stuff for my two to play with.  Gigi loved the little dollhouse but Claire opted to play with the wine glasses.  I don't know where she gets this stuff.  (Ok, I do.)

Sunday, June 29, 2014

When it Rains, it Pours

DP got a new job 2 weeks ago.  It's a casino sales job, not in the restaurant industry like he's used to.  We had gone down to one car when he decided to be a SAHD in order to save money, so now that he's working, it's kind of been a struggle to make sure everyone can get where they need to be.  But we've been managing.  And he hasn't gotten a first check yet, which means our gas expense has doubled even though we're working with the same budget.  It's frustrating, but like I said, we manage.  It's a temporary stressor.

So today I went out to grab Arby's for lunch, because that's my treat and damnit, I deserved it today.  And while I was sitting in the parking lot enjoying my tasty roast beef sandwich and curly fries, basking in the cool of my car's a/c, my battery was dying a tragic death.  There was a Kmart in the strip mall so I dropped $118 for a new battery and they wouldn't even install it for me. 

I was SO frustrated.

It worked out in the end, but damn.  Can I get a break?! 

Saturday, June 28, 2014


Claire is getting sick of having a camera shoved in her face 24/7.

Friday, June 27, 2014

We Went for a Walk

On my days off, Claire and I like to spend as much time outside as possible.  It's not uncommon to find us walking to the store or hanging out at the park at 8am on a Monday morning.  But DP had left my good stroller (the jogging one that doubles as Claire's all-terrain vehicle) at my in-laws, so we walked over to get it.

Once there, Fiori asked if Claire could go swimming with her, and I said no.  But they went anyway.  Damn lucky they are cute, the both of them.  (I had to call DP and ask him to drive us over a diaper since I didn't bring any with me.  So he drove over, but forgot the diaper.  Sometimes I just don't know what to do with him.) 

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Team USA

Obviously my dad is a staunch Brasil supporter, and bought all the kids bright yellow outfits to wear during this World Cup.  One time DP took Claire, in her jersey, for a walk at the Miracle Mile where he works, and random people were speaking to her in Portuguese.  But that's neither here nor there.  Look at my gorgeous nephews.


I have always openly supported the U.S. Men's National Team.  Oh, I'll cheer for Brasil when the U.S. is knocked out, but until then, we go for the red, white, and blue.  So for the first U.S. game, I just assumed Claire had some gear, but she ended up in and Angels shirt.  It was okay, but not ideal.  (Oh, but check out our matching shorts.)

So for this past game, I raided Fiori's hand-me-downs and found the perfect dress for the occasion.  Only Claire refused to pose for pictures.  I don't know where she gets it that she has free will these days.  Anyway, so I asked her if she would pose for a picture with Santa.  Obviously she was like "wtf?" but then complied.

So I got a few cute pictures and then told her to say "thank you" to Santa because we were going to my mom's to watch the game.  So she gave him a hug.

She's such a little sweetheart.  On the way there I taught her the official Team USA chant (it's pretty complicated - USA! USA! USA!) but she doesn't say the "U" so she just randomly screams, "Essay! Essay!"  God I love her.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Claire is Technologically Advanced

She e-mailed me on the sly when my mom was babysitting her on Sunday morning.

And she responded to my cousin's FB message about attending her music class.

She already has an iPad, but I wonder if we need to get her a smartphone?

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

The Greatest Show on Earth

DP had to work on Saturday and we were so bummed that he couldn't take Claire to the circus.  I had bought him tickets for Father's Day but he got a new job that week and we didn't know his schedule yet.  He couldn't exactly take a day off because he has circus tickets, so I roped my mom into coming with Claire and I.  When we got there and saw all the protesters outside the Thomas & Mack with graphic pictures of elephant cruelty, she was like, "Um, what the hell did you bring me to?"

I had splurged for the best seats in the house since Claire is still free, so we were in Row A, seats 1-2.  And I was glad I got those because the baby was enthralled.  She sat in the empty seat next to me until the people who bought those seats showed up, and then she sat on my mom's lap the whole time.

Claire waved to everyone/thing that passed us in the parade, it was cute.  I just thought to myself, this is only the beginning! 

She loved the animal shows, the elephants mostly, with the tigers/lions a close second.  She roared a lot during that exhibit, it was cute.  But her absolute favourite part of the circus was definitely the motorcycles.  It was loud, and she looked kind of scared, but then she would scream, "More!  More!"

Claire was a little skeptical of the clowns though.

All in all, she had a blast.  She started getting restless after about an hour so I told my mom we could leave at intermission.  It was an overload of sensory input for Claire.  Plus some dumb lady shoved cotton candy in my kid's face then asked me, "Can she have some?"  I wasn't going to say no at that point but geez, you aren't supposed to offer random kids spun sugar without asking their parents!  Lucky for her, Claire is no stranger to candy and doesn't really have much of a sweet tooth anyway.  But still.

Monday, June 23, 2014

1, 2, 3...

I always talk about the things my kid learns at daycare, usually because it catches me by surprise.  Like when she tells me something is green or busts out singing Jesus Loves Me.  Well yesterday I think I got the surprise of my life. 

Claire's new thing is pointing out her owies.  Ok well she's a toddler, so she always has a new owie.  And she loves having them kissed better.  So yesterday she was screaming at us from the backseat of the car, about some new owies she had.  But DP and I were talking, and ignoring her, the nerve of us.  So she starts yelling, "Owies!  Hurts!" meaning she wanted me to kiss it better, or at least acknowledge her pain. 

I said, exasperated, "Geez Claire, how many owies do you have?"  And she says, "Two."  Just like that, matter of fact, as if she even knows what "2" is.  DP is laughing at me at this point, like well she just told you!  But we were both a little surprised anyway, because what the heck, she knows a number?  So I asked her to count.

Even though I'd never heard her do it, I fully expected her to know how to count to three.  Because you know...daycare.  But you should have seen our faces when she counted to ten!  Both DP and I were stunned.  How long has she been able to do this I wonder.  So I asked her to do it again for video.  She has a hard time with seven but I don't know, maybe we can work on that. 

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Her American Hero

The kids went on vacation with their mom and I miss them terribly.  Even Claire misses them, and has asked for Gigi the past two days.  So I have been thinking about her and thought I'd share this school assignment that Gigi made earlier this year.  The title is My American Hero and it's about me.  I had resisted sharing this when she made it because it felt like such a personal thing.  And because Gigi embarrasses easily.  But the other day she came over and saw it pinned to my dresser mirror, and she was kind of proud.  So that's why I feel comfortable enough to post about it now, especially in honour of the U.S. Men's National Team doing so well in the World Cup and 4th of July.

She didn't say anything when she came home with it, just kind of shoved it in my hand, which the kids tend to do with any scrap of paper they grace with their scribbles.  But then I read it, and of course I cried.  I don't think she understood what it meant for her to write this paper about me.  And why I was so grateful for it.  But I guess they really do notice the stuff I do for them.  So much of parenting involves being taken for granted.  Claire doesn't know I "do" stuff for her, silly stuff, just so I can hear her laugh.  But the kids are at an age where they're starting to realize (and really appreciate) my role as their aunt.  And it feels nice to be appreciated.

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Daddy's Baby

Claire was being so precious one afternoon.  Just laying in my lap, babbling some nonsense in her soft, sweet voice.  It was really quite cute.  So I was enjoying the moment, talking back to her, telling her how much I loved her and whatnot, until I told her she was Mummy's baby.  She immediately changed her tune, because damnit if DP didn't brainwash her already.

Oh, and yeah my kid is saying 2-word sentences now.  She always pauses between words, like it's hard for her to string them together.  So cute.  Eat...rice.  Bye...daddy.  Chocolate...chips.

Friday, June 20, 2014


I enrolled Claire in a toddler dance/gymnastics class through her daycare.  The kids are taken out of their classrooms every Tuesday from 2:40-3:10.  I would have liked to take her, but the teacher said that parents mostly don't attend.  It might be a distraction, especially for kids this young.  I think Claire will get a kick out of it.

When I tell her to say, "Cheese," for a picture, for some reason she squints. 

Thursday, June 19, 2014

The Grinch

Or as Claire calls him, "Gipsh."  It's her new movie obsession.  Do you have any idea how weird it is to be watching a Christmas movie when it's a hundred degrees outside?

She gets super excited when Max gets screentime though.

And she sings along to Cindy Lou Who's "Where are you Christmas?"

I am actually ok with this because Jim Carrey's version of The Grinch is my favourite Christmas movie, and while I liked her watching Monsters, it's nice to switch things up a bit.  And Claire asking for "Gipsh" is really cute.  It's hard not to ask her, "What Claire?  What do you want to watch?" a million times.