Tuesday, May 31, 2011

the long-winded-everyone-and-everything-post

i keep having the thought: "oh, i should blog about this..." or "i should blog about that"... and now i have like a bjillion things to blog about...and the list keeps growing.

and so while each of these things could really deserve its own post, for time's sake (and my sanity's sake), and since it's going to be June in less than thirty minutes and i want to be all caught up before a new month starts, you're about to be overwhelmed by an-all-inclusive Chapman family update. my apologies for excessive blabbing in advance.

on the Ellie front:
Ellie had her last day of joy school last week.


time is such a weird thing, because i truly feel like it wasn't more than a couple of weeks ago that i got Ellie all dressed up, complete with her first cute lil backpack on her first day of Joy School.

it truly has been such a wonderful experience for her and i feel so blessed to have had such a fun, sweet little group of kids and moms to work with. Ellie has grown so much and learned so much- i mean, i used to have to sneak away, hoping to not hear sobs when she'd notice that i left...and now, she practically begs to go, and begs me to leave when we get there each week. funny Ellie.

back to her last day-
we threw an adorable little "P is for Party" day at my house.
pizza, pools, popsicles, party-hats...and lots of other fun P things.
the kiddos had a blast.



{i love how the kiddos look genuinely thrilled that it's the last day of school. really?}

such a fun day.
sad it's over.

in other Ellie news...
the crib is G-O-N-E.
i know what you're thinking... isn't Ellie almost three?
shouldn't the crib have been gone long, long ago?
well, my friends.
Ellie has had a dramatic love-affair with her crib.
like, i don't think any kid has ever loved a bed as much as Ellie has loved her crib.
up until a couple of months ago, she had never even tried to climb out.
and the time she did, Mike taught her to do such...and then she hit her chin, and would never try again.
but.
since we're now potty trained during the day 100%, we need to be potty trained in the night...and that just wasn't going to happen in a crib. she needs to be able to get out and go when she needs to.
so we've been looking at garage sales and on craigslist for several weeks...
and finally found a winner...for $10.
you heard me- TEN BUCKS.
so of course we bought it.

and now, let me tell you a little secret about Mr. M.
once we buy something, M cannot put it away for later.
he just can't.
he gets all excited and cannot stop talking/thinking about the purchase.
so waiting to set something up is pure TORTURE for this dude.
well, i was adamant that Ellie didn't need to be in the bed yet...
i had a thousand excuses: 
we need to paint it,
she's not going to nap anymore and i'm not ready for that,
this is going to complicate things, 
what are we going to do with the crib,
and yadda yadda yadda.

well of course my excuses only lasted for about a week.
and M took matters into his own hands and put up the bed, whether i liked it or not.

 {Ellie in her bed on the first night}

Ellie was (and is still) THRILLED about her big-girl-bed (M did an excellent job of hyping it up)...
and hasn't napped since.
i want to die.
i'm still trying to cope with my loss of "me-time" in my day.

today we tried "quiet time," where i tried to explain to Ellie that if she wasn't going to sleep, that she still needed to have some time by herself in her room looking at books and playing with her toys without me.
after coming out of her room about 10 times, i gave up and let her come in the front room where i was doing the thrilling task of laundry. and after she kept ruining my piles to try on every clean skirt of hers, i decided we needed to get out of the house before i got all crazy ballistic. so after Alice woke up from her nap (thank heavens she's not old enough to rebel), we went to the mall (it's raining here...hello, isn't it june tomorrow?) where Ellie showed me hundreds of things she wanted from the Disney Store. at about 4:30, we headed home...and both kids fell asleep in the car. i feel guilty typing it, but the silence was heavenly.
maybe i'll just drive around at naptime everyday for the next few weeks...

on the j-o-b front, M has big news: he is officially no longer an employee at Deloitte. yes, he peaced out of the public accounting world and is now in cahoots with his folks building a Real Estate company. can i get a hallelujah? it's been two full weeks of him being gone from the corporate world and it's been a.w.e.s.o.m.e. FOREALS. M is thrilled. Ellie is thrilled. it's alllll good.


i mean, i've never known what it's like to have a husband home at 6. or to not stress about whether or not i'm going to have to bring the girls to Young Womens on Tuesday nights, or to not worry when my hubby is going to be gone for two weeks to Arizona, or some other random place. heck, we're never going to duke it out with another busy season again. it's wonderful. we're happy. goodbye awkward accounting world.

on the baby front: Alice has been a stinker the last couple of weeks with a couple of wicked ear infections- she's almost finished with the pink stuff, so hopefully the faucet nose will clear up soon, and her sleeping cycle will get back on track. i've always known she's a happy baby, but since she's been sick and so clingy and needy and irritable (especially at 2 am), i've come to realize what an awesome baby she really is when she's healthy.


on good Alice news: she's totally crawling now. and can totally prop herself up to sit up anywhere...and is desperately trying to pull herself up to stand in front of things.


i think those top teeth are trying to burst through because she's doing silly tricks with her little tongue... and i can't think of typing anything else other than she's just the cutest little squish on the planet.

on the me front: i just completed my first half-marathon on Saturday. and i feel like a million bucks for doing it! i admit, i definitely was exhausted by the end.
with about a mile left, i really wanted it to be over.
and then, i could finally see the finish line- and M was waiting there with the girls (and the other hubby's/kids), and i felt the happiest feeling come over me. it was so neat to have my family there to cheer me on in something like that.


it was super cheesy, but i got all choked up...(i know! about a race i hadn't even kind of won) and made sure to go grab an orange wedge and a drink of water so no one would notice.


i finished at 2 hrs, 4 minutes, 7 seconds- nothing amazing, but way faster than i was expecting.


but can i just say: no one warns you about the post-race 90-yr-old-lady-body-syndrome that you incur the day(s) after you run... i mean seriously, i have been hobbling around like a feeble old person because my legs are so sore and my toes are bruised. whoa. i was not expecting that. will i ever be able to run again?

running the half-marathon was one of those life-long-goals that i feel so thrilled to cross off of my list. i know i mentioned training for one a couple of years ago here on my blog- but have just never been able to push myself all the way there. well, lucky for me there has been this incredible group of girls out here who have busted my lazy booty out of bed every Saturday morning for the last several weeks to train for this thing. it sounds so weird- but i actually have looked forward to each and every Saturday morning run- because it feels so good to talk and work towards a goal with other fun ladies. thank you to each of you for being so dang awesome- and being so fun to run with! now, bring on RAGNAR!



on other less Chapman-ish updates: i'm thrilled Scotty Mcreery won American Idol. and was even more thrilled to see him singing his little soul out with my dream-boat, Tim McGraw. i guess dreams really do come true.

and if i thought i wasn't before...i'm totally not into Ashley as the bachelorette. she bugs me for some reason. and i'm kind of relieved about it, so that maybe i can free myself from this crazy tv addiction...(though i do admit, the Bentley drama is intriguing...and might possibly still suck me in...this dang show. why does it have to be two hours long!?)

annnnddd, back to us, the rest of our Memorial Day weekend was awesome too.
M and i went on our first date without Alice.
(you heard me right. our FIRST date since Alice was born kids-free. i know. i'm a freak. whatever. get over it.)
we had planned on seeing Pirates- and got there almost an hour early for the show that would work for us, and it was already sold out. seriously? we were so bummed. so we went out exploring and ate at this amazing little hole-in-the wall, Vanessa's in Downtown Walnut Creek. it said it was a Vietnemese Bistro with a French Twist...who knows what that means- because everything we got seemed pretty dang American- but was also pretty dang delicious. and then we walked in the rain to Cheesecake Factory where we had some more deliciousness (and i didn't even feel guilty eating it- burning 1600 calories makes you feel justified in eating whatever the heck you want for at least a week, post-race). it was awesome to go on a date with my man-we really need to do it more.

the girls were cute and sweet all weekend.
they played together and made us, and each other laugh.
and wore adorable matching outfits...(minus the frilly skirts...we do a lot of dressing up over here, remember?)


we BBQ'd. played some bball. hung out with friends.
and woke up way too early...since Ellie is awake and sure to wake us up too by 6:30 am, with her new-found morning freedom.
blast that bed.
cant' they stay in cribs forever?
sigh.
but she's just too dang cute.
so i can't get too mad.


can you believe she's almost three?
but that's a topic for another day.

and that's our May-Chapman-family-update.
sorry to gab your ear off.
i told you i would.

xoxo

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Ellie singing "I'm trying to be like Jesus"

Ellie has always loved to sing.
and since she was a little teenie squirt, she has impressed me with her immaculate memory (or interesting interpretations) of lyrics to songs.
before saying buh-bye to Gammy on the phone tonight, she asked if Ellie would sing "i'm trying to be like Jesus" for her.
Ellie proceeded to sing the entire song for Gammy. as in both verses.
my heart melted.
and so then i had to video her doing it a second time, because it was so sweet.



there are few things as pure and precious as a child singing "i'm tyring to be like Jesus."

xoxo

wordle. American Idol. and stuff.

just discovered wordle today, and wasted away much of my afternoon fiddling around on it.
ever heard of it?
it's pretty cool.
basically you can create your own subway art with your own collection of words.
and then you can randomize/customize fonts and color palettes to go with your decor.
in short: the possibilities are endless.
i wasn't feeling very creative today...but can definitely see it's potential for creating cute stuff in the future.  here's one (using words from a Tangled song) that may be printed for Ellie's birthday bedroom makeover:

Wordle: Rapunzel Words

(side note:have i told you we're re-doing Ellie's room for her birthday? i'm overwhelmed. i want it to be a whimsy-enchanted-like room. Ellie loves pink and princesses- but i don't want it to be something she'll outgrow in ten seconds. any tips/places to look for inspiration? i've spent way to much time on pinterest...which is both a blessing and a curse...basically my biggest cause for frustration is colors. because walls + furniture + frames, etc can't ALL be pink. so what accent colors do i use without clashing?? ugh. i wish i was as good at decorating as all of you).

i also stumbled across this one, which uses the words to the 13th article of faith. i'm totally going to use it for a YW handout- wouldn't it be perfect in a black frame from the dollar store?

Wordle: 2011 Mutual theme blk/wht

so that's wordle.
pretty cool, huh?

and since i just seem to end my posts with PS's about tv shows, here we go:

PS. i'm so excited for the finale of American Idol tonight.
yeah, did you remember they switched nights this week?
i did.
i'm seriously twitching out of excitement.
i admit, i adore Scotty McCreery.
i just wanna hug him.
and i love that deep country soul in his voice.
and i admit, i almost didn't want him to get this far because i didn't want hollywood to corrupt the innocent cuteness right outta him.
but now that he's here, i think he should win.
and it would make my year if he sang with Tim McGraw or Garth at the Finale tomorrow night.
because heaven knows i love me some sexy Tim McGraw.
and even though Scotty is only 16- give him 10 years- i think he's got Tim Potential written all over him.

(did that just sound gross coming from a twenty-something year old mom?)

and now i will go make some dinner and treats and stuff.
because that's what i should have been doing an hour ago.

xoxo

Monday, May 23, 2011

holga: Southern Cal.







today i miss the ocean breeze. 
today i miss my dad's laugh.
today i miss my healthy, happy baby.
today i miss Mimi's fetish with painting nails.
today i miss my grandma + grandpa's house.
today i miss my mom's hugs.
today i miss seeing the groves of trees...knowing that just beyond them is home.
today i miss my family.

just some things i'm missing today.
Mondays are drab.
get me a diet coke.
and a cookie.

*side note: is anyone watching the season premier of the bachelorette tonight?? i'm not convinced Ashley is worth watching. thoughts?

xoxo

Sunday, May 22, 2011

i love mormon messages: the Book of Mormon is true.

just preparing for my YW lesson and watched this new mormon message about the Book of Mormon.
i still have "goosies" (as JLO calls "goosebumps") all over.
i love the Book of Mormon and know it is true.



then i stumbled upon this mormon message too, and it made me smile...
especially hearing Ellie sing right along.



i love Sundays.

xoxo

Saturday, May 21, 2011

saturday mornings

saturday mornings at our house look like this:




{oh, and add a king's donut in there, too. saturdays aren't saturdays without my chocolate bar fix}

happy weekend!

ps: do you think Ellie is going to hate me someday when she realizes that i've been posting pictures of her in her skivvies for the whole world to see?

xoxo

Friday, May 20, 2011

holga: Ellie.





have you ever seen the movie, the kid? 
if you haven't seen it, go get on your little netflix and rent it. because it's super funny.
and it's one of my faves.*
in fact, there are many-a-one-liner in that movie that are just part of my daily verbage, thanks to that movie.

"um, hi...?"
"what do i doooo?"
"somebody call the waaaaaaa-mbulance!"
"i'm still here..."
"take your phone off, you're with a human now."
"...he threatened me with a machete."
"what HAPPENS!???"
"holy smooookkes..."
"i'm not upset, i'm just mad!"
...and many more.

back to my point:
so you know how in the movie Bruce Willis basically hangs out with himself as a little kid all day?
and he drives himself crazy?
but eventually learns to love himself?
yeah, i'm living the screen-play of that movie right now.

(except in a little less dramatic way- because Bruce actually hates himself as a little person for a while...and i wouldn't say i hate Ellie ever...like NEVER EVER)

it's crazy because sometimes when i look at Ellie, i feel like i am looking in a time-warp mirror of sorts.
like, i'm reliving my childhood years through this little person..but sometimes it's far less enjoyable because i'm having to set limits and discipline myself all the time.
and when we butt heads, i realize that most of the time it's just because we are so similar, it's not even funny.

examples:

she is the pickiest eater on the planet. 
often i think to myself, how is this human living and breathing right now?
i was complaining to M about her eating habits last night- and our conversation went something like this:

Me: she seriously is driving me nuts. i'm so tired of making separate meals for her...for breakfast she'll only eat yogurt with granola and won't eat cereal unless it's Life. and for lunch, it's only peanut butter + honey sandwiches or wheat thins + laughing cow cheese. and she says she's not hungry but then can down any treat you put in front of her. i don't get it!!!!

M: isn't that all stuff that you eat...?

crickets.

in my head: come to think of it, i think in the last year i've had 300 peanut butter sandwiches...my favorite snack is crackers and cheese or yogurt with granola, and my favorite cereal happens to be Cinnamon Life. and if there are cupcakes or oreos or any thing resembling sugar in my eye's view...well, kiss it goodbye.

Me: her diet does strangely resemble mine.

other examples:

she gives really cheesy smiles.

i'm pretty sure it goes without saying..
but i am infamous for the cheesy smile.

 {yes, this is cheesy-smiled me as a 3 or 4 year old...see any resemblance?}

she is frustratingly stubborn.
she doesn't want my help to put her shoes on.
until she spends five minutes trying at it and then throws her shoe and starts crying because she can't do it.

when i was three or four, my mom tried to teach me how to tie my shoes.
but i wouldn't let her.
like, ever.
i would cry when she tried.
and go ballistic.
and so i remember going to kindergarten with my shoes tied in knots.
because i figured out my own strange way of tying my shoes.
and i remember teacher, Mrs. Smith, pulling me aside and asking me why i tied my shoes that way.
i told her that it was my way of tying my shoes.
it was then, when i was five that Mrs. Smith introduced me to the bunny-ears method.
i almost didn't tie them that way because i liked my way better.
until i realized getting my shoes on and off was much easier using the bunny-method.

she sleeps on her belly.
and is the deepest sleeper ever.
and sometimes yells and screams in her sleep.

when i am pregnant, that could just be one of the worst parts...not being able to sleep on my tummy, that is.
and the sleep-talking/deep-sleeping...well, i'm sure M has many-a-story he could share with you of conversations he's had with me while sleeping. i'm an odd duck, i tell you what.


she gets mad when you take a bite of her food.
she may not eat a lot, but when she's eating something she likes, don't mess with her...or consequences will surely be had (including dangerous hollers and tears).

and i admit, i think one of times i cried hardest when i was little was when my dad took a bite of my cotton candy.
come to think of it, i guess i still don't like it too much when someone swipes a bite of my food.

i keep reminding myself that there have to be some good qualities she inherits from me, too.
right?
please say yes.

anyway.
i think understanding that i'm dealing with my clone, 22 years younger, helps me deal with her with a little more understanding and love.
and sometimes when i am at my wits end, i just call my mom and say 1 of 2 things:

1. what do i do?
2. thank you. thank you. thank you....
and one more thing: thank you.

parenthood is an adventure, i tell you.
a great big one.
but amidst all the craziness (and gray hairs undoubtedly caused by the craziness), there's no adventure i'd rather be on.

*confession: after writing this post, i decided i wanted to watch the kid. and so instead of mopping my kitchen floors, i did. and i laughed my butt off. happy friday!

xoxo

Thursday, May 19, 2011

holga: Disneyland.

i know what you're saying to yourself right now:
seriously? you went to Disneyland again?
i know, i know. we're a bit ridiculous.
but after a sad week in Southern Cal after my grandpa passed away (all of which i have yet to post about...why is it so much harder to post about the sad things in life?), we desperately needed to go out and do something fun.
plus, how can you go to Southern Cal without seeing its three best things (1. my family, 2. the beach, 3. Disneyland)?
you just can't.
especially since we are borderline Disney freaks (minus the borderline).
and so, i will bore you with yet another round of Disney photos...
through Holga's lens.
(mostly because these are the best Holga's i've taken. and i kinda love 'em all).














man i want a Disneyland churro so bad right now.
and a chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream cone from Main Street wouldn't be half bad either.

xoxo