I tamed the mane!

If you read this blog a long time ago, you know that I really wanted my daughter to have curly hair like mine. Lynnie’s hair is beautiful, but it’s pretty straight. Her brother, however, has super curly hair. I love his hair. Like, I really love his hair. But it definitely needed to be tamed.

Last summer we took both kids to get their hair cut for the first time together. Yeah… I waited until Lynn was already 3 before getting her hair cut, and we haven’t touched it since. She does so well sitting still for me to brush it, and her daddy and I both really love her hair long. But I digress.


The joy of new snow boots

Apparently my daughter shares my love of new shoes. Like all good moms, I waited until after the first major ::ahem:: snowfall of the year to buy new snow boots. My poor baby had some very cold feet when I picked up her from daycare earlier this week because her tennies got soaked when we had about two inches of snow. Since then, she has informed me each day that she needs new snow boots.

So today I swung by the store after work on my way to pick the kiddos up from daycare and purchased a pair of pretty fabulous pink snow boots. I spent a little more than I wanted to, but they have a nice thick black sole/toe along with a warm fuzzy inside, and they’re pink. So really, what choice did I have but to get them for her?


My little trooper travelers

The K family has had a busy fall, and it’s not over yet. In the past 3 months, we have completed not one, not two, but five car trips with the kiddos. Yep, you read that right. We’ve gone on 5 car trips since August, and we’re not through yet. With all of that driving, I have found myself being very grateful for three things:

1. My husband does all of the driving.

I have an admission to make. I fall asleep if I drive long distances. When my sister got married, her in-laws threw her a shower about 3 hours away from the Cities. I had to stop at a gas station on my way home to buy a cold caffeinated drink in order to get home semi-safely. So I’m very happy to say that my husband is amazing and does all of the driving on long car trips. Also, Kevin driving lets me climb between into the back seat if any crying does start.



Ever since Lynnie was learning to speak, we’ve played two word games. The first is pretty common. I ask the kids how big they are, and they put their hands up and say “so big!” But my favorite question to ask is “how much does Mommy love you?” and we both stretch our arms out and say “so much!”

Gibby discovered that it makes me laugh if he says “happy” instead, so that’s always his response now. But you know what, I love it! He is such a happy little man that the reply is perfect for him.

Here are some more of his favorite things to say:


Catching up

I can’t believe it’s been more than a year since I wrote on this blog. As you can imagine, quite a lot has happened in that time. When I last posted, L had just turned 2 years old. G-man was only 5 months old. Today, Lynnie is already 3, and the Gibster is almost 2.

One thing I’ve noticed over the past few months is how much harder it’s been for me to focus on the happy things in my life. Life is hectic, work can be stressful, and we’ve been crazy busy. So with all of that going on, I’m going to start blogging again and focus on the little things my kids do every day that make my heart happy.

My mom used to say that to me when I was a kid – that I “made her heart happy”.  I’m not sure I totally understood why she said that until I had my own kids. But I totally get it now. Every day as I pick up my two awesome children from daycare, I feel the stress of the day melt away and my heart is happier for being around them.

So where do I start updating you on what’s been happening for the past year? Let’s just say that we’ve made some fantastic memories, and I’ll probably write about a few of them in the future. But for now, I’ll just write about today.


Our first kids’ party

This past Saturday we had another 2nd birthday party for Lynnie. This time it was for “her friends.” Okay, so it was for my friends who have kids around Lulu’s age. We had a BLAST!

The party started at 2 in the afternoon, and Lulu started waiting by the front door around 1:30 saying “friends. over.” When our friend Sarah and baby W arrived, Lulu was so excited! And then she realized that she had to share her toys. But she got over that pretty quickly, and had a fantastic day.


Happy Lynnie Day

(a much too detailed account of my daughter’s 2nd birthday)

*Fair warning: this post contains a lot of details because I want to remember everything about my little girl’s special day. If reading detailed accounts of mundane activities isn’t your thing, suffice it to say that her 2nd birthday was pretty great.

“Mommy, c[ome] on. Mommy, wake. Mommy.” It’s not a bad way to start the day, really. Lulu calmly let us know that she was awake and ready for the day around 8 this morning. I went into her bedroom and found her laying sideways in her crib, happy to see me. “Hi, Mommy. Happy Lynnie day!”

I can’t believe my baby girl turned 2 today. I want to remember every detail of the day, because it really was a happy day.


Little Milestones

My daughter will be 2 a week from today. Can you believe it? She’s talking, and running and dancing. And she’s eating with a big girl fork. Last night, we went to Noodles & Co. for dinner. Of course, I forgot to bring a toddler fork for Lulu, but she didn’t mind. She loved eating with a big person fork.

I love that she’s independent. I love that she’s coordinated. I love that she’s becoming a smart, well-mannered little girl. But sometimes I don’t love how quickly she’s growing up.

Today it’s eating with a big-girl fork. Next week it’ll be turning 2. Then before we blink, she’ll be going to kindergarten and doing really big girl things. But for now, I’ll just try to sit back and enjoy watching her learn new skills. Like learning to use a fork.


In the meantime, her baby brother is making his own achievements. His first tooth is coming in, and he learned to roll over this week. We were sitting in the airport lounge waiting for our flight when the Gibster first decided to attempt the roll. By the time he made it from his back to his belly, he had quite a crowd cheering for him. Then today he mastered the belly-to-back roll. Way to go Gib!


Happy Mommy Day

Mothers’ day is important to me. And my husband has always tried hard to make it special.

When I was pregnant with our daughter, he was incredibly sweet and bought me a mother’s day gift. I still have the note he attached written on lined journal paper telling me how happy he was that I’m the mother of his children. Every year he reminds me that he still feels that way.

This year for Mothers’ Day, the hubby bought me fancy bubble bath (and we all know I love a good bubble bath!), but the real present of the day was that he taught our daughter to say three adorable words together:


The Best “Job” in the World

How can my baby girl be almost 2? Wasn’t it just yesterday that I was getting up in the middle of the night to feed her instead of her baby brother? Now, my 3 am snuggle time is spent with our son instead of our daughter. It’s our son who’s learning how to roll over, discovering his hands and cooing when I make silly noises.

Lulu, on the other hand, seems to learn something new every day. Her vocabulary is constantly expanding, and she’s starting to put words together. Last night, I gave Lulu her bubble bath and read her a book. After saying her prayers and singing our nighttime song, I gave her a hug and laid her in bed. As I was leaving her bedroom, she said “Nigh-night. Love you. Buh-bye.”


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