Brock Family Journey
Friday, December 2, 2011
Master of Destruction
This post is for all of my wonderful readers who enjoy my Kendall stories. She gave me a lot to write about today, but before I start on her I have to start with a few Bradley stories...
When Bradley was about 11 months old we gave him the name "Master of Destruction". It may have even started before then, but I will start there. When Bradley started crawling he somehow managed to get into everything. I didn't think it was possible to get into more things...until he started walking. He climbed on everything, pulled everything off of shelves, climbed the stairs, went over, under, and through baby gates. I used to joke that I was going to send him to P&G as a test baby, because baby proofing did not work with him. He actually figured out how to slide his hand into the lower cabinets and pop the lock open. We could not take out eyes off of him for a second. He took his diaper off on two different occasions and smeared its contents on the walls and carpet. My favorite was when he went up the stairs, into the laundry room, lifted an economy size bottle of blue laundry detergent, unscrewed the cap, and poured it all over our cream colored carpet. It was interesting to clean up because the more water we used the more bubbles we got! He kept us on our toes and there was no longer a moment of rest in the Brock house.
When Kendall came along she was so different. She was such a calm baby. She would lie back in her swing and just watch all of the things that were going on around her. I thought that she would be the complete opposite of Bradley. She was so cautious of the things that she did. She did not sit up until she was six months old, but the day she decided that she was going to sit up on her own she never fell. She did the same thing with walking. She walked along the couch for about a month and then the day that she took her first step she walked all over the house. She was a late talker, barley putting two words together at 23 months. However, the week before she turned two she started talking in complete sentences. Looking back at these things I should have known that she was a planner. It didn't take long for her to take over the name "Master of Destruction".
I have shared many Kendall stories, and most are quick and easy to write about. Today's story needs an entire blog. Our day started as any other day. We got up, had breakfast, Kendall snuck a few drinks of my coffee, pretended to use the bathroom so she could have a piece of candy, had diarrhea in her underwear, and then the real fun began. The kids were playing so well together that I decided to try and get a few things done. I unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher, cleaned the kitchen, and started a load of laundry. At this point I realized that too much time had passed since I saw the two rug rats, so I went to their room to check on them. Every blanket and pillow had been pulled off of their beds and thrown onto the floor, every book was off of the bookshelf, every toy was dumped from its basket, and all of the dress up clothes were out. After telling them to clean up multiple times I had them lie in their beds in complete silence for 40 minutes while I cleaned up. I decided that it was now time for us to take a drive around Harlan so that I could take some deep breaths and clear my head.
When we got home it was time for me to feed Jacob. I knew this was going to be trouble. It started with Bradley and Kendall sneaking off to the kitchen. Bradley has gotten much better at covering his tracks, however Kendall is still learning, so she came back with donut crumbs on her face and a donut behind her back. When I finished feeding I went to the kitchen, where I found a stool pushed over to the refrigerator and Kendall standing in the refrigerator drinking an open can of Sprite. I calmly got her down, closed the refrigerator, moved the stool, and walked out of the kitchen.
As I continued with the laundry Bradley and Kendall continued to play. I was sure that my death threats would be enough to keep there room clean, but I was wrong. I was not too surprised when Kendall came out of her room with no clothes on, as she often does. I went to her room to find her clothes and happened to step in something wet. Bradley was sure that she had peed on the floor, but with more observation it appeared that she had filled her pots and pans from her kitchen set with water. When I took one of the pans to the bathroom to pour the water in the sink I discovered that she had clogged the sink with toilet paper. I think that I laughed a little to myself. I could not imagine what else she could get into today.
After dinner I was cleaning up the kitchen when Kendall came walking in with paint on her hands, feet, shirt, and a little in her hair. After cleaning her up I dreadfully asked what she had painted. She led me to her room, where she had attempted to paint her white bookshelf pink. Luckily it has a very glossy finish so the paint wiped right off. With a few more dumpings of blankets and books, she is now sound asleep...or so I wish. I think I am going to have a beer and call it a night...until tomorrow!
Sunday, November 27, 2011
A Hike to Remember
As many people do, we got to celebrate Thanksgiving twice. Last weekend we went to Louisville and had a weekend celebration filled with family, friends, and a lot of fun. We got to visit with great friends, watch the horses run at Churchill Downs, date night to see Breaking Dawn, a little shopping, and then Thanksgiving dinner with my mom's family. It was great to see my Mamaw visit with all 10 of her Great Grandchildren. She was so happy:)
Our Thanksgiving celebration continued this weekend when Steven's sisters and their families came from Cincinnati. Bradley and Kendall could not wait for everyone to get here. We were so thankful for the beautiful weather, which allowed the children to enjoy the trampoline, swing set, and new tree house. I even got to play a little football with the boys! There were so many things to be thankful for, however, at the end of the day on Thursday I found myself feeling very down.
For some reason, while thinking of all of the wonderful blessings I have in my life, I also thought about all of the things that I wish I could change. It started with the baby weight that I am carrying like an inner tube around my waist. I know, Jacob is only 12 weeks old and it is going to take time and effort to lose the weight, but my clothes don't fit, so that is just not something that makes me feel happy. Next I thought about our un-sold house (that's probably not a word!), and the YEAR that it has sat on the market. I am very thankful for our parents who have provided us with so much during this time, but I am beyond ready for us to have a home of our own again. Bradley is so confused that he said he want our next house to be with Aunt Julie. I told him that our next house will be just us! Then I thought about the fact that, for the first time in seven years, I do not have a full time job outside of the home. Of course being a wife and mother is a full time job, but unfortunately I do not get a paycheck for that. I am working a few hours a week, and I love what I am doing, but it's not the full time pay that I have grown accustom to. So, after all of these thoughts, I went to bed under my self-created dark cloud.
Saturday morning we had decided to carry on our tradition of a Thanksgiving hike. This started last year when we did a family hike to the top of Knobby Rock. This time we decided to hike Bad Branch Falls. Unfortunately, Steven woke up sick, so I would have to rely on the rest of the family to watch Bradley and Kendall while I packed Jacob. We could not have been blessed with a more beautiful day, clear skies and 63 degrees! As we hiked our first mile to the falls I was more worried about the safety of my kids, and took little notice of the beauty that surrounded me. We finally made it to the falls. As I stood there, taking in one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen, my life flashed before my eyes. Not in the face of death, but LIFE. The self pity that I was feeling previously was gone. I was overcome with emotion. Every wonderful and amazing blessing that I have filled my heart. God was there, right in front of me, reminding me that he has given me everything that I NEED in my life. The picture above shows the falls, however it does not even begin to capture the true beauty of seeing it in person.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Just a Sad Man Without a Dog...
As many parents often do, I love to imagine what my children will be when they grow up. Bradley really got me thinking about this a few days ago... As I picked him up from a cousins house he informed me that he would like to live at their house. When I asked why he explained, in such an innocent way, "because I just love dogs so much and they have dogs that live in their house." I told him that we just moved into our new house and I really want him to live with us there. I also reminded him that he can ask Santa for a dog, and if he is a very good boy he might just get one for Christmas. As he quietly pondered this information he sighed a small huff and responded, "I am just a sad man without a dog." I couldn't help but laugh and then my mind wondered as I thought, what is this little boy going to grow up to be.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Finger Paint and Homemade Pizza
So many women have done it before me, women everywhere are doing it right now, and there will be many more women that will do it in the future. I truly believe that it is the most difficult and challenging job out there. It comes with more responsibility than you can possibly imagine, the hours far exceed 40 a week, and there is NO paycheck! There is little to no recognition for the hard work that you do, yet you are always expected to do more. For anyone who has ever been, is now, or plans to be a stay at home mom, I have more respect for you than I can put into words. Mom, I don't know how you did it, but I am sorry if I have never expressed how grateful I am for it! Currently this is my summer job, but it looks like I may be taking it on full time. I think I may need a training manual.
This week has been a true test of my ability to be a stay at home mom. With the unbearable heat and scattered rain, we have been forced to stay indoors, and my ability to entertain is not looking so good. Did you know it takes about 30 minutes to create a scavenger hunt, and about 5 minutes to follow the clues and find the treasure? Homemade pizza was a hit, but the cheese burnt in the oven so no one would eat it! Finger painting was fun, but not something that I want to clean up more than once a week. As you can see here, Kendall does more of a "hand" painting and she painted much more than the paper...but she had fun!
Speaking of Kendall, I have put a lot of work into "Project Kendall" this week. I would say she is winning by a landslide of 99-1. The big girl bed is working about as well as I expected. The freedom to get in and out of bed is such a thrill to her that she refuses to fall asleep. She has always been such a good sleeper, but I think that the boundaries of the crib played a large part in that. If I was keeping data (for all of my special education teachers out there) I would say that I have spent about 70% of my waking hours trying to get the little stinker to stay in her bed for nap and bed time. I have given up a few times and put her back in the crib until she falls asleep, but I only do that when it takes over two hours to get her to sleep. I am trying so hard to win this one, but I guess I am going to need a new strategy!
I am trying not to get too discouraged with potty training. I know that she will do it when she is ready, but it sure would be nice to only have to buy diapers for one! She loves her panties and wants them on almost all the time, but she will also stand in the middle of the room and yell to me "I'm peeing!" Yesterday she woke up dry so I offered so many great rewards for sitting on the potty, but she refuse. Five minutes later she looked right at me, squatted a bit and said, "I just pee pee in my diaper now." I sure hope that her stubborn attitude will benefit her one day!
The only project that I am winning right now is the pasi. We have limited use to nap, bed time, and long car rides. This was a bit of a fight the first few days, but I held my ground on this one. The first day she spent most of the day lying in her bed just so she could have it:) Now most days she will leave it in her bed before she gets up. I take great pride in this one little success!
I have considered all of the things that we are putting our poor little girl through. This is her third home in the short 28 months that she has been with us. When I say we are going home she has started to respond, "which one?" This breaks my heart! We have taken her out of her crib, limited the pasi, trying to potty train, and will soon be bring home a new baby. I guess I can understand the occasional meltdown...I have them too:) So I have decided that we will have a Kendall and Mommy day. She wants to go get her nails painted blue and green. I know, not girly colors, but a very girly activity, so I'm in!
Not much to report on Bradley right now. He has done such a great job entertaining himself while I try to get Kendall to sleep. Probably watching a little too much TV, but school will start soon. For all of you Toy Story fans, he reminds me a lot of Andy. I love watching him set up his toys and have them all talk to each other. He has a great imagination and I can't wait to see where it takes him!
So we did our finger painting and made our homemade pizza. Good thing it's Thursday because I am fresh out of ideas for this week. I'll keep waiting on the call from the Harlan Co. School District, but until then I will work on doing better with my current job!
Our next adventure...finding a vehicle that will fit our family of 5!