Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Charley Speaks


More of the funny conversations we have had lately. 

Randomly she'll say: 
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
In the car one day:
Me: Want to go to the store and pick up something new for you?
Charley: Yes! What is it?!
Me: A new bed for you to sleep on at the beach!
Charley: NO! Don't want a bed. I want a bike.
After picking her up from my sister's, she sometimes will call me by my sister's name:
Charley: But why, Christy?
Me: I'm not Christy
Charley: No, you're monkey.
While playing outside a couple of days ago:
[Charley takes her chair off of the porch, brings it down into the yard, dramatically plops down in it and sighs.]
Charley: Ahhh. It's such a nice day. I don't want to go to work.

And some of my favorite mispronunciations that I don't want to forget when she inevitably corrects them:
Wawa - water; see also wawa can (watering can), wawamelon (watermelon)
Gaga - Gamma (my mom is Gamma to all the other grandkids, but we're really hoping Gaga sticks with Charley) 
 Shoshcloth - washcloth
 Plulo - Pluto
Cancakes - pancakes

But her very most favorite thing to say all day is MAMA, which she says about 8734567345646 times a day, approximately. In succession. Repeatedly. Over & over. But, I kind of love it. ;)

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Genetics: Part II

Hey remember that time that Charley was only 4 months old and I was trying to figure out who she looked like? (The results: inconclusive) Let's do that again.

First up, Charley. In case you forgot what she looked like. Who am I kidding? This just gives me a chance to share more pictures of her. Favorite pastime, and all that.


And now us.

This is John around 2 or 2.5.


I'm not really seeing it John, sorry. Maybe your eyes. Well, the shape. Not the color. Yes, I'll give you eye shape.

And then me at the same ages.

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Here's us all side-by-side, if you need it:


I'm giving this round to me. What say you, internet? I'm generally not very good at being able to tell who a kid looks like, but I am seeing it a tiny bit more with Charley. Is she a mini-John, a mini-me, a nice mix, or was there a mix-up at the hospital?

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

He, Me, We

This post is a 'Division of Labor' post meets 'A Day in the Life' post. Basically, our roles and duties just when it comes to Charley's daily care. I would stick with the title and use the pronouns he, me, we throughout, but if I say "Me get Charley dressed" it would sound as if I'm a cave woman and that's not actually the way I talk, believe it or not. So, we'll use "me" in the title since it rhymes and sounds good and all, but I'll go ahead and use "I" in the blog where appropriate.

Tuesday April 8, 2014

6:40 a.m.  -  I hear John coming upstairs from his morning workout and HE makes his way to Charley's room to turn on her lamp so she'll begin waking up.

6:41 a.m - I go get morning hugs from Charley and begin to pick out her outfit of the day. Today she is going to my parent's instead of my sister's so I know that she will likely get dirty playing outside so I choose clothes that I don't care if they get stained.

6:45 a.m. - HE begins to make Charley's breakfast request of scrambled eggs, while I turn on the TV to a cartoon, another one of her morning requests.

6:50 a.m. - I throw a bunch of toys in a bag to take over to my parent's house. This is not normal since Charley has toys at my sister's to play with.

7:05 a.m. - Charley is done eating so I get her dressed.

7:15 a.m. - HE makes Charley's lunch while I am running out the door, so give her goodbye hugs and kisses.

7:18 a.m. - HE brushes her teeth and puts her shoes and jacket on her.

7:20 a.m. - HE takes Charley down to my parent's house, where she will play all day.

Not a picture from today. But, I bet pretty similar to what today looked like.

4:50 p.m. - I pull up to my parent's house and greet my sweet girl, while getting updated on Charley's day.

5:00 p.m. - Charley is extra cuddly so I cuddle with her and chat with my mom. Some coloring, cartoon watching, and toy picking up also goes on.

5:30 p.m. - I get us home safely (that drive up the driveway can be so daunting).

Another picture not from today. I don't think Charley possesses the ability to fall asleep in 45 seconds, although that would be cool.

5:40 p.m. - I begin blowing up Charley's new air mattress to test it out for an upcoming trip, while she helps.

6:00 p.m. - I then go to Charley's room to begin selecting clothing for a vacation coming up, while she plays in her room as well.

6:05 p.m. - John gets home and HE gets his afternoon hugs from Charley.

6:10 p.m. - 6:45 p.m. - WE take turns playing with Charley or helping her with what she wants to play with. She plays in her new air mattress bed, she plays at her desk, she pours me some tea.

6:45 p.m. - John reheats some leftovers for her dinner and HE gets her set-up at the kitchen table. (Just realized HE was responsible for all 3 of her meals today. SOMEtimes I take care of breakfast, but for the most part I guess this is the norm. I just never really realized it.)

7:00 p.m. - I let Charley pick out a few temporary tattoos and put them on her.

7:05 p.m. - I turn on the TV at Charley's request so she can watch a show or two before bed.

7:50 p.m. - HE cuddles up next to Charley on the couch and watches some of her cartoon with her.

8:00 p.m. - I take Charley to the bathroom so she can pee and brush her teeth.

8:05 p.m. - I put Charley in her bed and pick out a few books to read tonight. Tonight's choices: Sweet Dreams Mimi, The Curious Cat & Do You See Shapes. None of them are my favorites.

8:15 p.m. - WE give goodnight hugs and kisses and shut the door, and then the gate.

8:30 p.m. - Charley opens her door and talks to John over the gate where HE tells her I'm asleep (WE have to lie to her about this sometimes- she has a hard time going to sleep if she knows I'm available for retucking and all) and then HE goes in to help her back into bed and tuck her in again. She goes to sleep this time.

(Tonight wasn't a bath night, but I did want to add that WE both give her baths - it just depends on the night.)

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Dreher Island State Park


About a month ago, I decided it was time to kick off the 2014 camping season. The weather was (very slowly) starting to warm up and I want to get some good use out of our camper this year. So John and I found a free weekend, and I found somewhere new to go check out. 

I found this article which listed the 5 best South Carolina State Parks. We are North Carolina residents, but we are so far south in the state that typically the SC parks are closer to us than NC ones. I mapped out each of the 5 parks the article recommended, cross checked them for availability and settled on Dreher Island State Park which was an hour and 45 minutes south of us. None of us had ever even heard of the park nor had anyone else I mentioned it to. 

When we got within a few days of the trip I started checking the weather and it really wasn't looking good. It started out at 50% chance of rain and thunderstorms with possible severe thunderstorms and as it got closer to the weekend it was only looking worse. We debated cancelling the trip altogether but realized that at that point we wouldn't get any money back. So we decided to just go anyways. My parents were coming with us and we'd make the best of it. I went ahead and ordered Charley a new game in case we were stuck inside the camper all weekend and just hoped for the best.

We left Friday after work and went through some showers on the way. Our goal was to get there before the sun set and we just barely made that. Just enough time to set up camp, run out and get some dinner and call it a night. Charley had a really hard time going to sleep that night and turned her light in her bunk bed on and off, and on. And off. And on, and off a million times before John unscrewed the light bulb and she finally relented and went to sleep. So far the trip wasn't exactly the best time we'd ever had.

The next morning we woke up and it was drizzling just the littlest bit and there was a cool fog over the lake.


We made our typical camping breakfast of bacon and pancakes and the rain cleared up. We took this opportunity to go explore the rest of the park since we were pretty sure the afternoon was going to be rainy again.


There were three playgrounds in the park but none within walking distance so we drove to this one (and took towels) so Charley could get some energy out. They had the BEST SWINGS which we all enjoyed too.



We then headed back to the campsite and splashed in the water, did some fishing and fed the ducks. And that major thunderstorm or rainstorm we were supposed to get..NEVER CAME. & to think we were thisclose to cancelling the whole trip because of the meteorologist's predictions. The weather was absolutely PERFECT.


& let's be real. We also included a little Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Doc McStuffins in our day.


There were also some trails to hike, but again, none within walking distance. The article that suggested this campground suggested staying in section A of the campground so that's what we did. After visiting myself though, I think we would have had a better time in section B. There was a playground in walking distance and trails. To get there from our section, you had to walk on a main road to cross a bridge that didn't have sidewalks. Um, no thanks. I have an irrational 2.5 year old with me that doesn't care to stay in her lane.

So the next morning we opted to just make our way back home instead of sticking around until checkout time. We had a good little getaway (which was very much needed) and we figured stopping for a good breakfast sounded more appealing than hanging around for a little longer.


It was a good choice. Cracker Barrel never disappoints in the quality of food (DELISH!) or the number of plates (seriously, why so many plates?) & we were home in time to clean the camper out and get ourselves ready for the week. 

April is VERY busy with vacations & such so expect more of these photo-dump type posts soon. Those of you with whom I'm Facebook friends will especially love that. As if I don't force enough pictures down your throat over there. I can't help it. Have you seen Charley's curls?