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Ruby: Clothing Edition

7/11/2014

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  • Pretty much my favorite thing to do for Ruby is to shop for her clothes. LOVE it. She doesn't have an overabundance of toys but I am guilty of going overboard when it comes to her clothes (and books, good lord does that child have a lot of books). I've always disliked my own personal style so I feel like, at least for now, I can live vicariously through her wardrobe. I'll be sad the day that she's all like, "Ugh, mom, that's so ugly!" 
  • As far as sizing she's always been right on with her age. (at 12 month was was wearing 12m. etc.) I feel like she stays in one size for a long time too. I haven't had one of those moments where I put something on her that just fit and all of the sudden it magically doesn't.  I have no doubt that she'll be in her 3T's for the rest of the year, although I have noticed that her dresses have gotten a bit shorter in the past few months. In shoes she is currently in an 8. I have no basis for comparison but when I tell people this sometimes they are shocked and think she has tiny feet ("My 18 m.o. is wearing a 10!"). I dunno, but I am willing her feet not to go above a size 10. Selection drops off greatly after that!
  • 98% of her clothes are from the clearance rack, thrift stores, or hand-me-downs. It's very, very rare that I pay full price for something. 
  • I am not partial to any particular store but most of her stuff comes from Target, Old Navy, or GAP. When GAP has an additional 40% off on their clearance you can get stuff crazy, crazy cheap. Like cheaper than Target cheap. (These sales happen usually around the holidays)
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she has a bigger closet than Heath and I
  • I avoid buying sets. If the grandparents buy one (which happens often) I break up the pieces. I hate the term "match" and am pretty liberal with what I think works well together. 
  • I let her pick out her clothes by herself. I think it's important that she cultivate her own little style. Red pouffy tulle dress in the middle of June? Why not? Otherwise it's just sitting in the closet collecting dust. I only put the kibosh on her choice if it's weather inappropriate or she's dragging ass when it comes to making a decision. If I pick her clothes out I usually try to pick the clothes that she tends to avoid, like shorts and tops. She's way more into dresses right now. 
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  • I limit, but don't completely avoid, p-i-n-k. I don't want her to be consumed completely by the pink monster but to be aware that it is just one of many colors in the rainbow. I also don't care if she wears boy clothes.
  • Things I do avoid: pastels, logos, writing and characters (with few exceptions), those pants with the ruffles at the bottom, and camo print. I hate camo print with the ferocity of a thousand suns.  
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another reason to not spend a lot of $
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  • As you can see she loves the purple rain boots. She probably wears them 50% of the time even though her shoe selection rivals probably any of you ladies out there. (my bad. cute shoes are hard to resist when they are under $5 and you get an employee discount) I didn't realize it would be so hard to find rain boots without overtly girly prints or characters, in bright colors, that weren't like $50 or more. These were $7 well spent. Thanks, Kmart!
  • Heath and I are both very much hoping for a little girl for round 2. (Can you say Most Epic Girl Name EVER?) I did ditch all of Ruby's clothes up to 24 months but after that I will have an assload of hand-me-downs for the kid. Financially it will be quite  handy to be able to reuse some of her clothes. Of course if SHE ends up being HE then, oh darn, looks like I have to go shopping. Actually, I know I'll have a hard time finding boys clothes that I like. I've already been Googling "punk kids clothing" and stuff like, perusing Pinterest and Etsy in an effort to avoid the Big 3 for Boys: Puppies, Cars, and Sports. 



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Ruby Now

6/19/2014

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At 3.5, here are some things going on in Ruby's world:

I was very proud of her when we went out for sushi one night. She had miso soup, eel roll, pickled ginger, soy sauce, and even some salmon sashimi. And I didn't even have to beg her to just please for the love of god try it!!, she did it all on her own. I think eating with the chopsticks and the funny spoon may have played a part in that. Other than that night her eating habits are really hit or miss. Unfortunately, her favorite restaurant is "Old McDonalds" (Ugh. We are working on that) She also likes "Barrel Cracker", which she frequents with the grandparents, and Indian food. 

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Her sleeping habits have changed. A nap is no longer a guarantee but they still happen, for the most part. Instead of nap time we call it quiet time though. She doesn't have to sleep as long as she stays in her room and is quiet she is free to play, color, read, whatever. Most of the time she ends up falling asleep. On days she doesn't sleep an early, or at the very least, easy bedtime is all but guaranteed. In the morning she usually doesn't sleep past 8 any longer which really sucks and our attempts at subliminally telling her to sleep until 10 have so far been unsuccessful. We've also found her asleep in random places such as on a massive pile of books on the floor in the corner and right behind her bedroom door. In both cases she had her pillow, a blanket, and had been reading. 
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At least she tries to keep herself occupied for a bit before waking us in the morning...
We've backed off on the screen time quite a bit. There was basically none for the first two years then we realized how glorious it was to just throw on Dinosaur Train and be able to run off and do something, anything in peace. However, the tv (and iPad) just turned Ruby into an even more of a whiny little punk. She's much better behaved when tv isn't involved and listening to her as she's off playing in her room is adorable and hilarious. She still watches stuff, but it's usually only an episode or two of something on the weekends. 

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zoning out
She's more into being naked now. Not all the time but like whenever she gets out of the shower she doesn't want to put clothes on. And when we went outside to play this past weekend she asked if she could play in the pool with no clothes (and then she asked if she could pee in the grass). I don't particularly care, I'm more concerned with her not being ashamed about her body in the future. Oh yes, and sunburn. 

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Terrible 3's

3/6/2014

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We are now officially in the terrible threes and it's been, well, pretty terrible. 

Oh, Rubes. 

She doesn't listen AT ALL. I can tell her something ten times and she won't do it. For example, putting her coat on in the morning so we can get to daycare on time so I can get to work on time. I am probably more generous than I should be as far as how many times I tell her to do something before some sort of punishment is dished out (spanking, time out, revoking of privileges). I guess I do that because I want to give her a chance to do the right thing before I deal out the punishment that I dealt to her not 5 minutes ago for some other offense (or maybe even the same offense). Other offenses are eating on the couch, shoes on the couch, messing with the cats, spitting, etc. I seriously feel like all I do lately is punish her for one thing or another.
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She doesn't DO crazy things. Like, I've never found her in the kitchen with a full bag of flour spread all over the place. Well, I did find her behind a chair spreading Neosporin all over her face...and there was the incident with the Chapstick...And when she ate all those TUMS....Okay, so she does do crazy stuff like that. But at least in the case of those things I can find the humor in them. 

What I don't find funny and what super pisses me off is the back talking and attitude that she gives us. She does this chin thing where you'll say something and she'll look at you, jut out her chink and go, "ungh!" And recently she's started doing the same thing but instead of the chin jut and "ungh" she looks at you and hisses like a snake. There were a couple times this past weekend where I told her to do something, probably a billion times, and she walked away from me down the hall and I heard her say, "shut up" under her breath.
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grumpy pants
She can be kind of cruel too. There have been several times where she's said stuff like, "I don't like you!" and "Go away from me!" One time H walked in the room and she said, "I don't want you here!" I don't particularly care that she says, "I don't like you" to me. I don't know if she understands what she's saying or not and it's not my job to be her friend, I'm her parent. H on the other hand does take it quite personally when she is mean like that and his feelings get hurt.

I've spoken with her daycare provider and other than wanting stuff when she wants it and taking it, she is fine there. She assured me that the behavior that I described to her is typical of a three year old. I figured as much but I wanted to make sure that there wasn't something going on that needed to be addressed. It was nice to have confirmation that I am not just being a terrible parent after all. 

On top of the general terribleness she has suddenly decided that 6:00 am is an appropriate wake up time. So. Not. Cool. H got up with her this past Saturday (and I slept til 10am-glorious!) and then I got up with her on Sunday. Needless to say it was my turn to be grumpy pants. So what if 6am is the time that I usually get up to go to work. I swear my body goes into weekend mode and it does not matter that I've been up at the time 5 days in a row. Weekends are for waking up no earlier than 8am. although I'd prefer 9am. When I asked why she was getting up so early she said, "Because it's light out!" Ha, barely! Light blocking curtains have officially been purchased and I am looking forward to sleeping a little later this weekend. Or at the very least really, really hoping for it. 
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December 03rd, 2013

12/3/2013

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I've been dealing with a sinus/cough funk for almost two weeks now. Annoying. Mostly because my energy is zapped and by the time I get home from work I want to do nothing but sleep or zone out on the internet. I'm mostly unproductive but some things have happened. We decorated for Christmas already. Usually you're lucky if the tree gets up at all but this year we put it up the day after Thanksgiving. Last year I waited until after Ruby's birthday but decided that this year I'd just go ahead and put everything up. If at any point she has a problem with Christmas decorations before her birthday we'll deal with it but for now, it's up. 

A few weeks ago we did a little family portrait session. The photographer was a 15-year old high school, a student of a friend of mine, named Abbey. I was pretty impressed with her in many ways. 1. She's already taking pretty good pictures and 2. She is already certain that she wants to do photography for a living. Hell, I am 36 (I still can't believe that) and I still am not 100% certain what I want to do when I grow up. Or at the very least I am constantly doubting that what I'm doing is the right thing…

Anyway. 

Ruby basically ran around non-stop the entire time and since there was a swing set at the location we were shooting, well, that's pretty much all she wanted to do. Until she saw the horse, then she just spend 10 minutes yelling at it trying to get its attention. 
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raising the roof!
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This is my favorite of the outtakes. Ruby, in the middle of one of her mega-cheesy grins (which were plentiful that day), Me rolling my eyes because dangit, why can't she just smile a normal smile? And Heath, probably thinking about how crazy we all are : )
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November 12th, 2013

11/12/2013

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Confession: I don't ever rake my leaves. a) I think they look pretty, b) I like the sound of them crunching underneath my feet, and c) there is just so dang many of them. Oh, and I always miss the day when the city comes by and sucks them up with the giant leaf vacuum. But the other day I decided to rake them up, for the sole purpose of letting Ruby jump into the pile. I remember loving that as a kid and I wanted her to have the same experience. We have two oaks and a maple in our front yard so the pile was HUGE. When she got home from daycare she saw the pile and went right for it. Must be in a kids DNA to just know that you just jump right on in! 
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One of the great things about having a kid is that you have a perfectly good excuse to jump in the pile without the neighbors giving you funny looks : )
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leaves down the cleavage!
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She was just as excited about helping to clean the leaves up at the end. I hope that she's that happy about yard work in a few years. I'll happily pass the lawn mowing duties on to her!
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'Twas a good thing that I raked the pile when I did because the next day we had a little bit of snow! She digs that too. 
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Ruby (November 1, 2013)

11/7/2013

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This is a long one, folks! She's changing like crazy!
  • Her eyesight is amazing. She can spot a dog, plane, bird, squirrel, anything, like a mile away. She'll say, "Ooh! There's a puppy!" and it will take me like 30 seconds of looking before I spot the tiny black dog walking along the freshly asphalted road in the dead of night. One time we were driving and she said, very excitedly, "ICE!" I had no idea what the heck she was talking about and it took me a while before I spotted the ice machine at the gas station that we were near. How the heck does she even know what a freakin' ice machine is?? 
  • Our conversations are entering the entertaining phase. This morning Heath took her to daycare and upon entering the car she noticed a paper pumpkin in the floor that she made: Ruby: (gasp!) "PUMPKIN!! Look daddy, there's bug on the pumpkin!" Heath: (trying desperately to see this bug she's talking about. turns out it was a teeeeeeny tiny gnat-again with the awesome eyesight!) "Yep, honey, there's a bug." Ruby: "I think he misses his mommy!"
  • She has started saying, "That's 'gusting!" (disgusting) and "Oh my God!" and "No mam!" which I know she picked up from her daycare director. She likes to yell that last one at the cats a lot.
  • She definitely requires less of my help. She refuses to let me help her wash her hair. If I ask if I can  help she says, with authority, "NO! I help myself!"
  • Bath time has become a favorite activity again. I can run some water, give her some bath paint and she will sit in there and play for like an hour. Heaven forbid she get any water in her eyes though. Goodness gracious, she will scream a scream so terrifying that (at first) it caused me to sprint to the bathroom at a speed I never knew I could accomplish. 
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she didn't like the funnel cake donut!! More for me :)
  • She is becoming less inclined to let me take pictures of her outfits in the morning. Sad face! I usually take them with my phone and post them on Instagram (user name LaurieApplebyWilliams) but lately I've had to take them with my SLR because she will stand still for about .05 seconds, not nearly fast enough for my poor shattered iPhone to capture. I know she isn't going to let me take the photos forever but it is so cute to look back at them. Also, I imagine that if my parents had taken photos of me like that when I was a kid that I'd totally love them now. 
  • She can correctly identify several dinosaurs including T-rex and Triceratops (which she'll sometimes call "ceratops" or "cera"). Others she is very close. Brontosaurus is "little foot" or "long neck" and a pterodactyl is "flyer" or "Petri"
  • She is hilarious. Just throwing this out there-we are pretty open about farts and that kind of stuff around here. She'll get this mischievous look on her face, fart, and then start to laugh hysterically. At the table one day she kept burping, pretty loud ones considering her age, H was giving her the "you'd better stop that" look. I was cracking up which only egged her on and resulted in "the look" being directed towards me. Of course we make her say excuse me and so far we haven't heard anything about her going crazy at daycare with the farting and burping so we're just rolling with it. 
  • Speaking of. She ran over to me the other day and said, "I want to hold you!" When I picked her up she got really quiet, looked at me, and then farted super loud and started giggling like mad. I swear, she knew that she was going to fart and she wanted to fart of me! Crazy girl.
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  • Leaves are "flowers" and she insists on gathering some each time she goes outside. I've cleaned countless leaves out of my back seat. And if there is a pumpkin within her (very vast) range of vision, she will tell you about it. Very loudly. Like oh my god a car is coming right for us! loud. I'm afraid she gets that from me.
  • We had our first parent/teacher conference with the daycare director the other day. They are going to start allowing her to go into the preschool room for a few hours each day. The director approached me about it in a "I know you're probably sad that your baby is growing up, poor mama don't be sad" kind of way but when she asked me about it I was all like, "Hell yeah! Go ahead and start that transition!" Haha. Yes, it's hard to believe how fast the time has gone and that she's going to be three soon, but I'm not emotional about this particular transition. My only concern was when she brought up homework. I am definitely not down with my 3yo having homework. There is plenty of time for that later, right now she needs to play and be a nut. Turns out by homework she meant simple things that we could do at home to help her learn certain skillz...which we were already doing athankfyouverymuch :)
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Ruby Now (10.1.2013)

10/5/2013

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  • Potty training is in full swing. Things are going pretty well I think. I have however touched more poo in the last few weeks than I'd really care to. It is truly amazing the kind of shit (pun intended) you do without hesitation (okay, maybe there was a little hesitation) when you're doing stuff for your kid. The most annoying thing has been the "I need to go to the restroom!" every 5 minutes while we are out shopping. Of course I take her because I don't want her to pee in the middle of the store and then she either pees just a teeeeny bit or her ass hits the seat and she's like, "I'm done!" and wants to go back on her merry little way. 
  • Yesterday morning I tried to brush her hair but she said, "No, I do it!" and she sat in her little chair brushing her hair while I brushed mine and then said, "I just like you" in her sweet little Ruby voice. It made me melt.
  • She is obsessed with babies. And by "babies" I mean any human being that is smaller than her. We went to Target last weekend and as we were coming into the store a woman with an 18-ish month old came out. Ruby saw the kid and, pointed, and yelled (in a loud squawk-y demonic voice), "BABY!!" Thankfully the mother thought it was the most adorable thing ever instead of being freaked out and running in the opposite direction, clutching the child to her bosom. 
  • She's has started singing along with songs that I play on the radio. Heath recorded a little video of her singing along with House of Gold by Twenty One Pilots, but I haven't watched it. (I'm singing in the video too so it is unlikely that it will ever see the light of the Internet) She also likes to sing "I DON'T Care! I love it!" by Icona Pop. Of course when each song is over she demands to hear it again...and again..and again. 
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  • Her favorite TV show right now is the Land Before Time series, not the awesome original movie, the series. Have you ever seen it? Oh wait, you can still hear? That means you haven't seen it. Because if you had you'd have gouged your ear drums out with the closest sharp instrument. Gees, the songs are terr. i. ble. And the story lines are bad, and the animation is not so great. Yep, yep, yep! I'd prefer never to see it again but it comes in quite handy when I just need to get some shit done because, man is she  glued to that screen. I'm pretty sure a whole parade of puppies and babies could go by the house and she wouldn't even notice. Wait. I think I've bitched about this before....See? That is how awful it is!
  • She is very aware of butts n' boobs. She really likes to point out hers to you, "See my booty?" "Daddy, look at my booty!" and if you happen to be undressing she'll say stuff like, "Ewww! Booty!" or giggle like Beevis and say, "boobies".  She'll also request for you to "Smack my booty!" Yeah. I have no idea where she got tha
  • There are several mornings when I'll go into her room to get her ready for daycare and she'll yell at me and say, "Go away! Leave me alone!" or "I don't want to get up!" My response to this, as I drag her kicking and screaming from the crib is, "Trust me honey, mommy would rather be in bed right now too." I really didn't expect to get this kind of behavior until she started school!
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September 22nd, 2013

9/22/2013

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This past weekend started off on a high note. The reception for a group show that I was invited to participate in was on Friday. When Heath and I walked into the gallery I noticed a little red dot by my piece! (for those of you who don't know, that means the work had been sold!) Yay! But at the same time I'll miss those little guys. (yes, yes, I know I can make more but I still get attached to them) After hanging out at the gallery a bit we went over to West Sixth for some beeeeeeer! And then to pick up Ruby from daycare. 
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Saturday we took Ruby to get a haircut. Her first haircut was really just a trim so this was her first major cut. We were going back and forth as to what style to give her. I was all about going all out and giving her a pixie cut. After all, she really doesn't care at this point. (we kept asking her during the week if we could shave her head and she kept saying, "okay") Heath wasn't completely sold on the pixie but he was adamant about not wanting the short, across the forehead bangs. What we got was a assymetrical bob, short in the back, angled, and then long in the front. 
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 She wasn't 100% cooperative during the cut. We tried Netflix but that didn't work very well because she kept pressing buttons that would start the movie over again or hits the home button and backed out completely. Instead we ended up bribing her with suckers. It wasn't happening otherwise and our stylist had already made a major cut so it had to be finished at that point. In all, about 8" was taken off of the back but the sides were basically just trimmed. Her hair looks much, much healthier and so much thicker. Way better than her Christopher Lloyd-esque hair before, right? I tried to get a different "after" picture but alas, she was very angsty for the rest of the day. 

Sunday was our typical get shit done we should have gotten done during last week so that things aren't a total disaster this week day. This means laundry, dishes, and other general cleaning. We also went grocery shopping. Oh, and there were naps. We always gets naps on the weekends. I think I sleep when Ruby sleeps more now than I did when she was an infant. She definitely wears me out way more now! 

It's the first daHow did you spend the gorgeous fall weekend? 
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Ruby's Favorite Word

9/6/2013

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It's no secret, I like to curse. And out of all the "bad" words my favorite is fuck. There's just something so satisfying when you say that word. It's one solid syllable that is able to express perfectly the frustration and/or anger I feel in the situation where I feel the need to use it. I dropped my iPhone, shattering the screen? Fuuuck!  Forgot my wallet at home? Fuck! I just got an $800 bill from an ER trip where they literally just took Ruby's temperature and sent us on our way? Fuck! See? It just works so perfectly! 

So I am guessing that you know where I am heading with this. Ruby has started to say the f-word. The first time she said it was months ago. I think I said it while on the way home and in traffic. I said it and from the backseat I hear her sweet little voice repeat it. ''fuck''. I didn't react, didn't say, "Don't say that bad, bad word!" or anything like that. I just let it go in the hopes that by not drawing attention to it that it would just be a one time thing. 

Weeeeelll, that didn't exactly work. I'd hear her say it everyone once in a while but I still ignored it. One time, again on the way home from daycare, I heard her in the back saying, "fuckfuckfuckfuck fuck  fuck!" over and over again. She did this several days in a row. I am certain that I didn't say the word and that send her off in a diatribe of fucks so I really don't know where it came from. She'd even started using it in the right context. She'd be struggling to get her shoes on in the morning and she'd say"fuck!'" One time she dropped her glass and spilled milk everywhere..Oh wait..I think that was dammit...probably after hearing me say that, too. Oops. See, I am an equal opportunity swearer. 

Anyway. So I wasn't too concerned about it until the weekend of Woodland when Ruby was with her grandparents and she used the word, again in frustration because she couldn't get her shoe on, but this time grandpa heard her say it. And he spanked her. Yeah. So since then we've been working on trying to get her not to say the f-word anymore. I've explained to her that ''fuck is a word for mommy and daddy to use" (even though H very rarely swears) and that she shouldn't use it. Then she'd say, "I not say fuck!" lol. So I've given her alternatives: Can't get your shoes on?? Say, "awwww, man!" instead! Spilled your drink? Say, "bummer!" instead! 

So far I think we've made some progress but we are not totally out of the F-in woods yet. Occasionally something will happen and she'll start to say, "fuu....." but then I'll  catch her and give her 'the look' complete with raised eye brow and it turns into, "fuuu...awwww man!" I've caught her whispering it over and over again very, very quietly under her breath. When she knows that I've noticed she breaks out in a huge grin and starts to giggle. And I laugh right back, which I know is probably not cool, but dangit! It's funny! Yes, Mother of the Year I am not, not that I am really trying for it. The funny thing is that daycare has not mentioned anything about it and I've never heard her say while we are out in public, only while we are at home. 
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Ruby Now (August 2013)

8/23/2013

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In 4 months she'll be three. Seriously?? Here's what going on with her right now:
  • She is not potty trained yet, and although she has shown interest in the past, she is not currently caring. That's okay with me because, honestly, I don't really care either. I've been dreading potty training, simply dreading it. I've said before that if I had the money to pay someone to do it I totally would. It's not that I haven't tried but I don't care enough to have the patience to deal with the whole thing right now. In time the stars will align all of three of us will be ready to tag team the hell out of some potty training. Until then I'm not stressing about it. 
  • I know a lot of other kids her age that are sleeping in the "big kid" bed but not Ruby. We did attempt this in early July things did not work out so well. H insisted on her sleeping in the bed without a rail (the one that I had bought did not work with her convertible crib) and although it allowed me to get these shots...
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  • ...About 30 minutes later she fell off the bed and we ended up moving the mattress to the floor where she rolled off of that an hour later and we gave up and turned the crib around so that the opening was to the wall. After that she fell asleep within minutes and slept through the night. We haven't tried again and amazingly she has never crawled out of her crib. I admit, I am completely spoiled when it comes to her sleeping schedule. She's slept through the night 97% of the time since she was 8 weeks. I'll happily keep her in her crib if she's not bothered by it, our precious alone time in the evening is not interrupted, and I get a good nights sleep. 
  • Most of the time she's so easy going (she gets that from H) but at some moments she is just so ME.  I've noticed that she is somehow, at the tender age of 2.5, very hard on herself and gets incredibly frustrated when she tries to do something and it doesn't work out for her. For example, she'll try to take off her shoe and if it's not off within .05 seconds she says, "I can't!!" but I know darn good and well she is perfectly capable of doing it herself so I make her do it. 99.9% of the time she accomplishes the task and lets out a delighted, "I did it!!" and I'm like, "Duh!" No, I don't say that, lol, but sometimes I feel like saying that. Instead, I say something much more encouraging like, "I knew you could!" 
  • Her current interests include running around like a nutty nut, "flop flip''-ing on the couch and/or jumping on the couch, having H toss her like a potato sack onto the couch, going "high" and then getting dropped from about 3ft in the air onto the couch. As you can imagine our couch has suffered some abuse and I am sure I will very much regret the decision to let her do her thing on the couch when our new pretty blue velvety couch is delivered in a few weeks. 
  • She also loves to dance along with the dancers on So You Think You Can Dance. That is like the cutest thing ever. I especially liked it when I got her on video dancing to a contemporary routine buck naked, lol. When the routine ends or the show goes to commercial comes on she usually gets annoyed and declares loudly that she wants to dance again.
  • Don't mention the p-a-r-k unless you plan on taking her or else all hell will break loose. Also, don't say "grandpa" unless he'll be around in the next few hours otherwise she'll spend the next half a day asking, "where's gampa??" or "I go to gampas?" you could also replace grandpa with Lucy or Carla. Those people are the shizzle. 
  • She barely eats anything but I wouldn't call her a picky eater. Most of the time I don't make anything special just for her, she gets what we eat and that's that. Of course she loves "fwies", nuts (I caught her in a corner mowin' down on a container of mixed nuts one day), smoothies, peanut butter, indian food (which she calls, "sala"), grapes, and yogurt are her favorite things. She is very good about trying something if I ask her to. Most of the time she doesn't like what I have her try but I'm thrilled that I can at least get her to try it at all. Things she doesn't like: macaroni and cheese, spaghetti, edamame, and most vegetables.
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