Pardon the blur/darkness, but these days I gotta catch her when I catch her. She's WILD and AWESOME!
I want her to stay TWO YEARS OLD forever and ever.
Monday, March 2, 2015
Sometimes, you've gotta think bigger.
Don't hate me, but I never really cleaned up a mess between the end of August and December 5th. And not because I'm lazy, but because they just weren't "a thing" when the Adult to Children ratio was 3:1. Sure, they existed (as they do in every house with children!), but only for a few seconds before K POP swept in and took care of business. It was Sri Lankan MAGIC at its finest! (WE LOVE YOU KUMARI!!!)
Alas, everything changed the day Juliet was born and the ratio became 3:2. Since that day, we've become a little more accustomed to seeing things like this:
This picture isn't the worst of 'em, of course! It's just the only time I remembered to take a picture of a household mess that inspired the book author in me. Don't worry - I'm not talking about a legitimate book that would be seen on shelves in public. I'm talking about a rookie book that would be seen on the laps of our children during car trips or plane rides. I'm talking about a personal I SPY book with OUR TOYS and OUR MESSES and OUR MOST RIDICULOUS PARENTING ATTEMPT TO ADVERTISE ORGANIZATION AS THE BEST THING EVER. Can't find the Minnie Mouse phone? That's a bummer. Same with the Hello Kitty bracelet? What a shame! The moist and still shape-able playdoh doesn't exist?! Keep looking! (Except you may never, ever find it because you left the lid off!)
Sigh. Laugh. Sigh.
This book might just last them all the way to Canada and......once their frustration has reached its peak.......I will slam down the sequel (THE SEQUEL!!!!!!) to make this whole "clean-up your toys!" lesson come together. In the sequel, the children will face yet another game of I SPY, but this time, the scenes will be post-clean-up. Minnie Mouse phone? BOOM! Hello Kitty bracelet? BAM! Moist and shape-able playdoh? BINGO!!!!!!!!!! Our fierce little two year old will come to the conclusion that toys are found fastest when they are returned to their places after use. It's genius, isn't it? It's going to work, isn't it? My kids are going to be the best at picking up their toys, aren't they?
HAAAAAA. I'm going to keep lying to myself over here. And while I sip on this morning's cup of coffee, you can bet I'll be singing that gosh darn "clean-up" song on repeat. Which Nory loves. For all of two minutes.
P.S. Auntie Gem, we're gonna need some more playdoh ;)
Alas, everything changed the day Juliet was born and the ratio became 3:2. Since that day, we've become a little more accustomed to seeing things like this:
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| The clean-up song is really only so effective with a two year old. |
Sigh. Laugh. Sigh.
This book might just last them all the way to Canada and......once their frustration has reached its peak.......I will slam down the sequel (THE SEQUEL!!!!!!) to make this whole "clean-up your toys!" lesson come together. In the sequel, the children will face yet another game of I SPY, but this time, the scenes will be post-clean-up. Minnie Mouse phone? BOOM! Hello Kitty bracelet? BAM! Moist and shape-able playdoh? BINGO!!!!!!!!!! Our fierce little two year old will come to the conclusion that toys are found fastest when they are returned to their places after use. It's genius, isn't it? It's going to work, isn't it? My kids are going to be the best at picking up their toys, aren't they?
HAAAAAA. I'm going to keep lying to myself over here. And while I sip on this morning's cup of coffee, you can bet I'll be singing that gosh darn "clean-up" song on repeat. Which Nory loves. For all of two minutes.
P.S. Auntie Gem, we're gonna need some more playdoh ;)
Sunday, March 1, 2015
I was a much better blogger before two kids. I know.
A big sorry to everyone who's wondering what the heck we've been up to. Right now, Nory is napping and Jet is playing in her crib which means I have a few minutes to spare! YAHOO!
Phil's back to work today after a four day weekend for National and Liberation Day. We did a few fun things, but yesterday's oral vaccination for Jet was NOT one of them. At least this story will prove that my last post (re: vomiting) was no exaggeration......
So ya. An oral vaccine. One would think this would be better than an injection. In fact, we even breathed a sigh of relief when we discovered it would be oral because we anticipated it would be more pain-free than a jab. HA! This mindset lasted all of about ONE DROP of the stuff until Juliet vomited all over the clinic floor. The nurse looked at us with BIG EYES and exclaimed, "but we still have one millileter to give!" to which we laughed and offered to give Juliet the vaccine ourselves. Since we're used to giving Jet her reflux medicine this way (and it is typically a long and slow process to prevent her from throwing it all up), the nurse agreed and decided to take a back seat. Daddy to the rescue!
Unfortunately, Jet wasn't willing to go the slow route either. A mere seconds after finishing the entire thing, Phil and I looked at each other with a big "OH NO!!!!!!" and...........let's just say the nursing staff called housekeeping in the same way they'd call a code red. It wasn't pretty. Not only did we disgust (and terrify?) the other parents in the room, we also failed to vaccinate our darling with a vaccine that wasn't covered by insurance. WHOOPS!!!!!!!!!!
Here's to another attempt next month. In the meantime, Juliet has stayed true to the Parkinson name and our legacy as a family of pukers lives on! #omg #whatifwetakemymaidennameinstead
Phil's back to work today after a four day weekend for National and Liberation Day. We did a few fun things, but yesterday's oral vaccination for Jet was NOT one of them. At least this story will prove that my last post (re: vomiting) was no exaggeration......
So ya. An oral vaccine. One would think this would be better than an injection. In fact, we even breathed a sigh of relief when we discovered it would be oral because we anticipated it would be more pain-free than a jab. HA! This mindset lasted all of about ONE DROP of the stuff until Juliet vomited all over the clinic floor. The nurse looked at us with BIG EYES and exclaimed, "but we still have one millileter to give!" to which we laughed and offered to give Juliet the vaccine ourselves. Since we're used to giving Jet her reflux medicine this way (and it is typically a long and slow process to prevent her from throwing it all up), the nurse agreed and decided to take a back seat. Daddy to the rescue!
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| I wonder if they would have allowed the same to happen in Canada... |
Unfortunately, Jet wasn't willing to go the slow route either. A mere seconds after finishing the entire thing, Phil and I looked at each other with a big "OH NO!!!!!!" and...........let's just say the nursing staff called housekeeping in the same way they'd call a code red. It wasn't pretty. Not only did we disgust (and terrify?) the other parents in the room, we also failed to vaccinate our darling with a vaccine that wasn't covered by insurance. WHOOPS!!!!!!!!!!
Here's to another attempt next month. In the meantime, Juliet has stayed true to the Parkinson name and our legacy as a family of pukers lives on! #omg #whatifwetakemymaidennameinstead
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
DISCLAIMER: This post is about VOMIT. And I use hashtags at the end of every paragraph. You're welcome!
It seems to me that there are two main categories of little people: pukers and non-pukers. Our two children seem to be of the former variety, of which the benefits are awesome! #extrapracticeinthecleaningdepartment #wardrobechangesupthewazoo #lettheoptimismshinethrough
As a baby, Nory was your classic projectile vomiter. I remember jumping out of bed one night in particular to find both Phil and Nory frozen in puke - shocked like WHOA and unsure of how to proceed. It was pretty scary in the moment (and super annoying at 2 a.m.), but we got used to this sorta thing rather quickly and have come to appreciate these vomit-laden moments for what their worth: comedic material for our mom/dad adventure book. We established a post-puke routine early on (three cheers for frequency) that goes something like this: one parent gives the child a bath, the other parent cleans up all collateral damage. I know you're thinking this is really simple and whatever, but we actually improved upon this method by adding an "act calmly" step to be used by the both of us, AT ALL POINTS of the clean-up procedure. #ha #easiersaidthandone #sometimesseeingpukemakesyoupuke
Anyways, in addition to the random projectile vomiting, Nory is also known for: puking after excessive crying (and we use excessive LIGHTLY), puking after coughing, puking after experiencing weird food textures, and puking after being in the car for too long (although we admit this puke situation is improving!). Oh, and almost every time she's sick........she pukes! It actually doesn't even phase us anymore. Private, public, just showered and dressed, middle of the night......we've done it all, folks! #nobiggie
Seems to me that Jet is following in her sister's footsteps. With this reflux thing she has going on, the girl has more wardrobe changes than Beyonce. And not just that, but she loves to throw a monkey wrench into our well-rehearsed, firmly outlined clean-up procedure by turning a two-person job into a one-person job. Phil's gone to play cards? She's for sure going to puke (last Thursday night, 4 times). Mama's gone for a manicure? Daddy's going to pay for it (in more ways than one!). It's as if we've been catapulted into Parenting, Level 2, which makes me all-the-more curious as to how parents of three and four children do it. I suppose, by some random miracle, their children are of the "non-puking" type. #lucky #houseofnorules #yestheyhaveahashtag
Anyways, I really have no idea what inspired me to wake up this morning and talk about puke. I can't blame exhaustion because Jet slept 8 hours in a row (YAY!!!!!) and I'm already one cup of coffee into my day (DOUBLE YAY!!!!!). The moral of this story is......there are two categories of little people: pukers and non-pukers. #pointlesspost #sorry #can'tpromiseitwon'thappenagain
As a baby, Nory was your classic projectile vomiter. I remember jumping out of bed one night in particular to find both Phil and Nory frozen in puke - shocked like WHOA and unsure of how to proceed. It was pretty scary in the moment (and super annoying at 2 a.m.), but we got used to this sorta thing rather quickly and have come to appreciate these vomit-laden moments for what their worth: comedic material for our mom/dad adventure book. We established a post-puke routine early on (three cheers for frequency) that goes something like this: one parent gives the child a bath, the other parent cleans up all collateral damage. I know you're thinking this is really simple and whatever, but we actually improved upon this method by adding an "act calmly" step to be used by the both of us, AT ALL POINTS of the clean-up procedure. #ha #easiersaidthandone #sometimesseeingpukemakesyoupuke
Anyways, in addition to the random projectile vomiting, Nory is also known for: puking after excessive crying (and we use excessive LIGHTLY), puking after coughing, puking after experiencing weird food textures, and puking after being in the car for too long (although we admit this puke situation is improving!). Oh, and almost every time she's sick........she pukes! It actually doesn't even phase us anymore. Private, public, just showered and dressed, middle of the night......we've done it all, folks! #nobiggie
Seems to me that Jet is following in her sister's footsteps. With this reflux thing she has going on, the girl has more wardrobe changes than Beyonce. And not just that, but she loves to throw a monkey wrench into our well-rehearsed, firmly outlined clean-up procedure by turning a two-person job into a one-person job. Phil's gone to play cards? She's for sure going to puke (last Thursday night, 4 times). Mama's gone for a manicure? Daddy's going to pay for it (in more ways than one!). It's as if we've been catapulted into Parenting, Level 2, which makes me all-the-more curious as to how parents of three and four children do it. I suppose, by some random miracle, their children are of the "non-puking" type. #lucky #houseofnorules #yestheyhaveahashtag
Anyways, I really have no idea what inspired me to wake up this morning and talk about puke. I can't blame exhaustion because Jet slept 8 hours in a row (YAY!!!!!) and I'm already one cup of coffee into my day (DOUBLE YAY!!!!!). The moral of this story is......there are two categories of little people: pukers and non-pukers. #pointlesspost #sorry #can'tpromiseitwon'thappenagain
Monday, February 23, 2015
Turns out you weren't lying ;)
While I was going through my camera roll the other day I noticed this picture of Nory and immediately paused my delete session to take a second look.
Normally, I move all blurry pictures to the trash bin without thinking twice, but with this one......I just couldn't. For the first time ever, I see that my daughter looks like me!!!!!!!! I know, I know. You've told me this before and I bet you're rolling your eyeballs with a big ole "DUH!!!!" as you read this. But I'm with ya now, folks! I AM WITH YA NOW!!!
Three cheers for genetics being a real thing! ;)
Normally, I move all blurry pictures to the trash bin without thinking twice, but with this one......I just couldn't. For the first time ever, I see that my daughter looks like me!!!!!!!! I know, I know. You've told me this before and I bet you're rolling your eyeballs with a big ole "DUH!!!!" as you read this. But I'm with ya now, folks! I AM WITH YA NOW!!!
Three cheers for genetics being a real thing! ;)
Saturday, February 21, 2015
It's dusty. I'm crazy. The usual.
Last night a big sandstorm came through and the dust is still lingering around this morning. I think it's the biggest one we've had since our first year in Kuwait and, even though Phil didn't get a "dust day" off work, it was super exciting nonetheless! Storms seem to have that effect on people, don't they? When you're safe inside with all family members and loved ones accounted for, it's nice to look out the window and watch mother nature do her thing. No matter how dirty she makes things look. Or how dusty she makes your house...
In other interesting news, Phil and I have officially trusted Kumari to watch both girls at the same time. Errr......I suppose I should leave Phil's name out of it because I AM THE ONE who halted the whole "doing stuff WITHOUT CHILDREN" aspect of our lives. You guys know I'm INTENSE (or CRAZY?!) when it comes to leaving Nory and Jet. Even if I'm only leaving them to have a shower............in my bedroom.....a few meters away from them.....for five minutes......I'm intense. Because obviously in the shower I can "hear" both girls screaming for me at the same time. And obviously if I WERE NOT in the shower, I would immediately know what they needed and make the crying go away within seconds. Because obviously I'm the only person ALIVE who knows how to make a crying child stop. (HA! Okay, so now you know I'm crazy for real.) Thankfully, I'm good and ready now (albeit still crazy) and have left BOTH GIRLS with Kumari a few times recently so that Phil and I can be adults and do things just us two. It's been really, really nice and I can't wait to enjoy tomorrow's "date" which entails Phil coaching a basketball game and me cheering him on from the stands. And sending him the odd wink across the court ;)
I'm going to sign off now before I reveal even more of my mind mayhem. All are welcome to come clean up the dust in our flat! We've got two big couches and lots of floor space. XOXO
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| Okay, okay....you can thank our dirty windows for part of the effect. |
I'm going to sign off now before I reveal even more of my mind mayhem. All are welcome to come clean up the dust in our flat! We've got two big couches and lots of floor space. XOXO
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
On Going Back to Work.
1) This time around, I KNOW how fast babies grow up and, in the blink of an eye, Jet is also going to be TWO YEARS OLD and I will ONCE AGAIN be thinking "how the heck did we get here?!"
2) This time around, I feel confident as a mom. I mean, I still have NO IDEA what I'm doing (who does?!) but I feel confident in having NO IDEA what I'm doing. With Nory, it was almost as if going back to work meant going back to a place where I knew what I needed to do and how to be successful.
3) This time around, I'm also at home with another little one. It's not just leaving one baby, it's leaving two!
4) This time around, Nory is a little person with opinions, suggestions, and some serious preferences. I feel like we've bonded SO MUCH and it breaks my heart thinking about her asking for "Mommy" when I'm gone.
5) This time around, I've got to do arts and crafts EVERY SINGLE DAY, by someone else's request! This is probably the only point I needed to make in the first place.
6) This time around, I will be returning to a school that is 20-30 minutes away from home instead of two.
7) This time around, Phil and I are struggling to find our groove with TWO kids and I fear that going back to work will add even more stress to the mix.
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| I'd be tired for you any day. XOXO |
All that being said, you're probably wondering why the heck I am going back to work at all! Well, the truth is that as much as I love being a mom, I also love being a teacher. The truth is that I want our daughters to see that you don't have to choose between a career and a family. The truth is that we have financial responsibilities and we have financial goals. The truth is that we want our girls to see certain places and have certain experiences and these things cost money. The truth is that sometimes.......the truth hurts! Wan wan.
Sigh. I hope you're gonna stick around for when I rip off this bandaid. It's gonna hurt, people, and I'll be asking for a whole lotta brave come April.
She's already asking us for ANOTHER cat party.
With good reason, too! Once again, Em pulled off a stellar event to celebrate Nory's second birthday. Here are some pictures of the fabulous affair.
A big, GIANT thank you to (who I can only describe as) our Fairy Godmother for all of the time and effort she put in to make this happen! Part of me wants to advertise her as THE BEST EVENT PLANNER like crazy, but another part of me wants to downplay her skills so I can keep her as our personal party planner for life. Sigh. Don't act like you've never been selfish before ;)
We LOVE YOU, Auntie Gem! When's the next party?
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| Cat pictures (which may be there permanently...), along with some cat-themed "streamers"! Em's cat Loomi legitimately helped with the streamers. Thanks Looms! |
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| The "photo booth"! We had SO MANY COOL CATS attend the party!!! |
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| Cat ears instead of party hats. OBVIOUSLY. |
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| Party favours for the little ones! Inside there was some homemade playdough and loose parts (googly eyes, pipe cleaners, etc.) so the kiddos could make their own kitties! |
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| Are you thirsty? MEOW!!!! Cats were placed randomly throughout the house. Funnily enough, many of them were given to Nory by......EMILY!!!!!! Haha. |
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| I wonder who these gifts might be from. I'll give you one guess, HA! |
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| Party guests really did it up with cat-themed accessories and attire! I've never seen so much leopard print in a single area EVER ;) |
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| Her birthday cake! It was DELICIOUS. There were both chocolate and vanilla options, too! |
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| A really, really cute family of cats. |
A big, GIANT thank you to (who I can only describe as) our Fairy Godmother for all of the time and effort she put in to make this happen! Part of me wants to advertise her as THE BEST EVENT PLANNER like crazy, but another part of me wants to downplay her skills so I can keep her as our personal party planner for life. Sigh. Don't act like you've never been selfish before ;)
We LOVE YOU, Auntie Gem! When's the next party?
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Some FUN FACTS about Nory Douglas at AGE TWO!
1) She continues to LOVE water or "wawa" as she affectionately calls it. "Tubby time", splashing in puddles (or dirty courtyard water, meh!), stirring water in plastic cups, drinking water with a spoon, drinking water from a bottle, cleaning up with water, watching video clips with water......it's all REALLY GOOD STUFF! I can't wait until we go home this summer where there are so many opportunities for (cleaner!) water-related adventures! It's going to feel like CHRISTMAS!
2) Dancing is her thang. The girl has some SWWWWEEEEEET moves and there's a dance party at least once a day in the Parkinson house.
3) She's on a "BA-BA-BA" kick. That's code for SIMBA.....from the Lion King.....DUH! A good snuggle with her stuffed ba-ba-ba, along with a viewing of "Circle of Life" on YouTube is a superb five minute activity. She tells you the names of the animals she sees, makes some oh-so-serious animal sounds, points out Simba's Mommy and Daddy and then comments on how "CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!" ba-ba-ba is.
4) Phil is her FAVOURITE. I can't tell you how many times I hear "Where'd Daddy go?!" or "Daddy coming?!" or "Daddy home?" throughout the day. She is the biggest Daddy's girl around. Or tied with me. Shout-out to Grandpa in Canada! xo
5) Cats. We are all very well aware of this one. She's OBSESSED. And that, my friends, is the understatement of the year. She wants CATS EVERYTHING. All the time. Hence the cat birthday party. Hence the cat wardrobe. Hence the insane amount of stuffed cats. Hence the ongoing battle of "Phil has allergies" versus "But she really, really, REALLY would love to look after a REAL CAT". Neither Phil nor I are cat people, so it could be many years before the girl is the proud owner of a cat.
6) She has really started to get into arts and crafts after getting an art easel for Christmas. Markers, crayons, chalk, stickers, paint.......she does it all! Playdough is her latest creative love and you will be shocked to learn she played with a new cupcake playdough set for ALMOST TWO HOURS on the day of her party! And did a similar thing the following day. I kid you not, I drank an entire HOT COFFEE that morning! BOO-YA!
7) We're working on colours and numbers these days. Red is her fave at the moment and she makes us seem like the best parents ever when she chants off "2, 4, 6, 8" (Alas, it didn't come from us! Let's give credit to K POP). She also loves to point out when there are two of something. Two cats! Two eyes! Two hands! Two mommies! Two ba-ba-ba's!!!!
8) Basketball is her JAM! Don't believe me? Check this out (thank you Gem for the video!):
9) She ADORES Juliet. First thing in the morning, she asks where her sister is and continues to check on her randomly throughout the day. She gives her kisses, helps to burp her, and gets really upset when Juliet cries. It's so sweet! I can't wait until Juliet can actually "come play" as Nory asks her to :)
10) Nory is the mash-up queen. If you ever want to hear what "The Wheels on the Bus" mixed with "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" mixed with "The Itsy Bitsy Spider" mixed with "Five Little Monkeys" sounds like, come on over! Haha.
11) Other things she LOVES? Her toy kitchen, balloons, running in the (fake!) grass at school, bubbles, collecting rocks, Minnie Mouse, her doctor kit.....
12) She's a GO-ER. She's passionate. She's wild. She's determined. She's.............lucky those two little pigtails offset a lot of the damage. I guess a few grey hairs never hurt anyone, right?
We love you SO VERY MUCH, Eleanor!!! This age is the funnest yet! Temper tantrums and all! XOXO
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| I can't forget about "washing her hands"! It's a real wonder she's ever sick. Wait a minute. Back to the dirty puddles. |
2) Dancing is her thang. The girl has some SWWWWEEEEEET moves and there's a dance party at least once a day in the Parkinson house.
3) She's on a "BA-BA-BA" kick. That's code for SIMBA.....from the Lion King.....DUH! A good snuggle with her stuffed ba-ba-ba, along with a viewing of "Circle of Life" on YouTube is a superb five minute activity. She tells you the names of the animals she sees, makes some oh-so-serious animal sounds, points out Simba's Mommy and Daddy and then comments on how "CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!" ba-ba-ba is.
4) Phil is her FAVOURITE. I can't tell you how many times I hear "Where'd Daddy go?!" or "Daddy coming?!" or "Daddy home?" throughout the day. She is the biggest Daddy's girl around. Or tied with me. Shout-out to Grandpa in Canada! xo
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| Bumper cars at the mall! SHE LOVES IT!!!!!! |
5) Cats. We are all very well aware of this one. She's OBSESSED. And that, my friends, is the understatement of the year. She wants CATS EVERYTHING. All the time. Hence the cat birthday party. Hence the cat wardrobe. Hence the insane amount of stuffed cats. Hence the ongoing battle of "Phil has allergies" versus "But she really, really, REALLY would love to look after a REAL CAT". Neither Phil nor I are cat people, so it could be many years before the girl is the proud owner of a cat.
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| Eating her sandwich with her cats....in her cat shirt....and her cat slippers. |
6) She has really started to get into arts and crafts after getting an art easel for Christmas. Markers, crayons, chalk, stickers, paint.......she does it all! Playdough is her latest creative love and you will be shocked to learn she played with a new cupcake playdough set for ALMOST TWO HOURS on the day of her party! And did a similar thing the following day. I kid you not, I drank an entire HOT COFFEE that morning! BOO-YA!
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| Making cakes! Notice the cat nightie. I told you: AN ENTIRE WARDROBE OF CAT ATTIRE!!!!!! |
7) We're working on colours and numbers these days. Red is her fave at the moment and she makes us seem like the best parents ever when she chants off "2, 4, 6, 8" (Alas, it didn't come from us! Let's give credit to K POP). She also loves to point out when there are two of something. Two cats! Two eyes! Two hands! Two mommies! Two ba-ba-ba's!!!!
8) Basketball is her JAM! Don't believe me? Check this out (thank you Gem for the video!):
10) Nory is the mash-up queen. If you ever want to hear what "The Wheels on the Bus" mixed with "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" mixed with "The Itsy Bitsy Spider" mixed with "Five Little Monkeys" sounds like, come on over! Haha.
11) Other things she LOVES? Her toy kitchen, balloons, running in the (fake!) grass at school, bubbles, collecting rocks, Minnie Mouse, her doctor kit.....
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| "I'm going to work!" "Okay, Dr. Nory!" |
We love you SO VERY MUCH, Eleanor!!! This age is the funnest yet! Temper tantrums and all! XOXO
Friday, February 13, 2015
K POP Strikes Again. And Again! And Again!
Imagine my surprise when I go onto the blog yesterday morning and see a post NOT written by me! GASP! I was happy to learn it was just my husband and not a hacker ;) I'm not really sure how to move forward following Phil's contribution, so I will just do what I do best: BLAB and CARRY ON!
Let's talk about K POP (aka Kumari Poppins).
I think I've officially fallen in love with her. The deal has been SEALED, my friends. Here's my list of reasons why:
Last weekend we left BOTH GIRLS with her for the very first time. I was a nervous wreck. Or worse than one of those. The good news is that we stayed on site and were only an elevator ride away. It was the perfect way to ease into this whole "leaving BOTH KIDS BEHIND" thing because I was able to check on them whenever I wanted. And so I did. Three times. The first time, Nory was happily playing with a water cup and spoon, Jet was being swaddled and rocked by Kumari, and the entire house was tidied up (WHO IS THIS WOMAN?!). The second time, Kumari was working with Nory on her colours (yes, LEARNING!) and Jet was sleeping. The third time, Kumari was rocking both kids to sleep at the same time. And it was working. Beautifully. She's SUPERWOMAN.
We had a three hour blackout the other evening. At around 9:30 p.m., Kumari walked anxiously to the living room with a flashlight in hand to say, "Madam - I just see fish now and I think hungry!!! Can I give food Madam?!" Yes, the woman was worried about GOLDFISH, you guys! I was way too busy trying to maximum my phone's battery life to even THINK about the darn fish! Haha.
On Wednesday night, she told us that she had to go to the convenience store for "five minutes". What she really meant was that she had to RUN (yes, RUN!) a few blocks to a toy store to buy Nory the MOST THOUGHTFUL gift ever. She ran in order to keep the present a surprise, as we were thinking she simply slipped out for a phone card! And the gift was ADORABLE! A singing and dancing doll because "Nory loves singing and dancing!!!!"
I could go on and tell you more about how she prepared a surprise Sri Lankan snack for me the other day. Or how her eyes filled with tears when I gave her a bag of old clothes. Or how her eyes lit up when I complimented her on her new earrings. Alas, a gal can only blab so much following a long day of birthday festivities! I'm tired, Jet is officially asleep, and I need to get as many zzzz's as I can before she gets up again!
We love you K POP! Will you be our Valentine? XO
Let's talk about K POP (aka Kumari Poppins).
I think I've officially fallen in love with her. The deal has been SEALED, my friends. Here's my list of reasons why:
Reason why I love her #1:
Last weekend we left BOTH GIRLS with her for the very first time. I was a nervous wreck. Or worse than one of those. The good news is that we stayed on site and were only an elevator ride away. It was the perfect way to ease into this whole "leaving BOTH KIDS BEHIND" thing because I was able to check on them whenever I wanted. And so I did. Three times. The first time, Nory was happily playing with a water cup and spoon, Jet was being swaddled and rocked by Kumari, and the entire house was tidied up (WHO IS THIS WOMAN?!). The second time, Kumari was working with Nory on her colours (yes, LEARNING!) and Jet was sleeping. The third time, Kumari was rocking both kids to sleep at the same time. And it was working. Beautifully. She's SUPERWOMAN.
Reason why I love her #2:
We had a three hour blackout the other evening. At around 9:30 p.m., Kumari walked anxiously to the living room with a flashlight in hand to say, "Madam - I just see fish now and I think hungry!!! Can I give food Madam?!" Yes, the woman was worried about GOLDFISH, you guys! I was way too busy trying to maximum my phone's battery life to even THINK about the darn fish! Haha.
Reason why I love her #3:
On Wednesday night, she told us that she had to go to the convenience store for "five minutes". What she really meant was that she had to RUN (yes, RUN!) a few blocks to a toy store to buy Nory the MOST THOUGHTFUL gift ever. She ran in order to keep the present a surprise, as we were thinking she simply slipped out for a phone card! And the gift was ADORABLE! A singing and dancing doll because "Nory loves singing and dancing!!!!"
I could go on and tell you more about how she prepared a surprise Sri Lankan snack for me the other day. Or how her eyes filled with tears when I gave her a bag of old clothes. Or how her eyes lit up when I complimented her on her new earrings. Alas, a gal can only blab so much following a long day of birthday festivities! I'm tired, Jet is officially asleep, and I need to get as many zzzz's as I can before she gets up again!
We love you K POP! Will you be our Valentine? XO
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