Kaleb has taken it upon himself to become an informant on Mason. By that, I mean every time Mason strips himself of his diaper Kaleb shrieks across the house “Mommy! Mason’s Naked!” And if Mason has opted to take off all his clothes he will shout “Mommy! Mason’s Super Naked!”
Unfortunately, as much as this sounds like a blessing, it’s got some big downfalls. Like Kaleb not going to sleep until Mason goes to sleep because he feels the need to run to Mason’s room every fifteen minutes to make sure he isn’t naked. Neither Mason or Leah taking a nap because Kaleb is constantly running into the gate to make sure they aren’t naked. Or this morning – this morning was the worst. I woke up at 6am to Kaleb screaming. He was screaming at Mason. I couldn’t make out what he was saying, but Mason was still sleeping, so this was not cool. As I made my way out to see what was going on, Kaleb stopped shouting and headed in my direction. I asked him what he was screaming at Mason for – because Mason was sleeping, and it wasn’t nice to wake him up. Kaleb’s response?
“I had to see if Mason was naked! He wouldn’t stand up!”
Oh good grief.
Okay, so I’ve been pretty absent over the last couple weeks – sorry about that. There’s been a LOT going on. I started writing this Thursday – today is Tuesday. That seems to be the reoccurring pattern for the last few weeks, I’ve barely touched the computer. In part because of the kids, and in part because I have a bunch of different projects going on at the same time, and I can only do them in bits and pieces while the kids are sleeping. Which is typically when I write if I don’t get it done in the morning during breakfast time.
I mean, it’s actually gotten kind of ridiculous. I have a bunch of save the dates to address (and don’t bother suggesting the printer, every time I have attempted to use that infuriating device I end up with a paper jam and ink everywhere), and I can only do a few in a sitting because after about five my handwriting turns to something so illegible even I can’t read it. I have finally finished painting all of the tiny wooden letters for Mason’s walls (that took me almost two weeks after sorting them all out). But, I still need to finish the shadow boxes and the canvases for his walls – which is a huge problem since every time I sit down with them I draw a massive blank on how I want to do them. I have a cabinet I need to sand down and paint to replace the crumbling POS I’ve been using to house the kids’ artwork, coloring books, work books, etc. I have to transport all of the stuff I’ve stock piled for a garage sale out of our garage before Daddy comes home and has a mini-stroke at the pile of boxes and bags in the corner.
I’ve got picture frames with plastic instead of glass to paint with chalkboard paint, then convert into daily schedules for the boys. All of the other projects I’ve had going on for a while and have been trying to balance them with all our other activities. The schedules are a new project, and have planted themselves pretty firmly at the top of my list. Our house has always been pretty loosely controlled chaos. I want the kids to be able to adapt to sudden change and the unknown. Now, that’s not to say we don’t have a routine, or we just throw the kids into potentially meltdown-causing events without warning. When we know something big is coming (such as an upcoming trip up north) we talk about it constantly, so they can be ready for it. I know how well Kaleb does with routine and structure. Sometimes I feel like I’m cutting of my nose to spite my face with the whole “life is chaos” theory.
So, I’ve decided to try to balance the two a bit better. We used to have picture boards and schedules all over the house. Until Mason started eating them. And Kaleb started having meltdowns because Mason was eating his pictures. So, since Mason had no interest in using the pictures, and Kaleb no longer needed them to communicate, we took them down. I’m going to make each kid their own daily schedule – on the chalkboard so I can adjust the times each day as needed. I want to set it up so we have a few hours spread out through the day for “school work”, as well as separate time for me and the boys individually. However, the schedule will not be the same every day. I’ll change it up each day, moving around the activities and times – sometimes we may have adjust in the middle of the day. I still want them to be able to adapt to chaos, but I also need to prepare Kaleb for his first year of kindergarten and Mason for his first year of pre-school. Anyway, we’ve been busy doing other things as well.
First off, after a week of nothing but play and nonsense, we’ve been attempting to get the house back in order. And what I mean by that is – I’m trying to clean while the boys have metaphorically superglued themselves to my backside and proceeded to fight and argue with one another while making a mess behind me. I still don’t know why I try. I remember a time when my house was clean. It is not clean any longer. In fact, it looks like a herd of bulls ran through it. Bulls with sledge hammers. Costumes from us playing dress up and going on treasure hunts strewn everywhere. Potato head body parts launched like rockets through the living room. Doll houses, furniture, cars, and people. Puzzle pieces scattered. Alphabooks strategically placed in locations designed to make me slip and break my neck. Dinosaurs, dragons, and legos hidden everywhere. Kaleb’s stories, books, and assorted artwork on every surface… it’s a giant mess.
Then again, the fun parts are totally worth the mess. Both of the Monsters love music of all different genres and styles. Classical music helps Kaleb calm down, but put on some Adele and the boy will be singing “Rumor Ha-Ha” with every bit of passion he has. Mason is the kid who likes to dance though. I have come to realize I’m going to have to put him in a dance class of some sort since it appears he has inherited my unfortunate rhythm (or lack thereof). But he loves to dance. We don’t watch a lot of ‘typical’ tv with them around – it’s usually Disney Jr., movies, or music. However, one of the few shows I love to watch with them (aside from Jeopardy!) is So You Think You Can Dance.
I can’t dance. I know this. It is a well documented fact, and if for some reason you should see me attempt to do so you should either knock me out, shield your eyes, or run in the opposite direction. I have no hopes of ever being a participant on this show. The boys however? Different story. Every time we watch it Kaleb asks me if someday we can go there with all the dancers. Mason doesn’t ask anything – he just dances. I have been trying to capture video of this forever, but he’s elusive, that kid.
Anyway, Nigel says “Cue Music” and Mase moves his little body all over the place. He usually tries to mimic whatever he sees on the screen – which is 100% of the time really entertaining. He goes from ballet to jazz to hip hop and back again – it’s absolutely hysterical. Especially when he’s pretty much naked pretty much most of the time.
On the less humorous side of things, we had a meeting the other day to determine Kaleb’s placement in kindergarten next year. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the entire meeting and the decision that was made so that will be a post for tomorrow (or whatever day I’m able to sit here for more than five minutes without being attacked by my Monsters). I would however, like to ask anyone who knows anything about EBD to share thoughts and feelings on it, because I’m still trying to decide how I feel.
Hopefully I’ll actually be back to posting regularly after this – we are cleaning the main part of the house today. Well, we’re going to try. Well, I’m going to try. Oh, who am I kidding?
I’ll be back tomorrow to tell you what a disaster my house still is.