Saturday, September 22, 2012

Cinco de Maya

Well, it's official.  Maya is now 5 years old.  I no longer have two toddlers, but one toddler and one KID.  Every mother says it, but seriously, where did the last five years go !?!  I can still remember the day that I found out I was pregnant with Maya.  The excitement and fear that life was not going how we expected and was never going to be the same.  The worry that I was going to have to learn to be a new wife and a new mother all at the same time.  It has been a wonderful 5 years and I am a better person because of them.  The good has outweighed all the bad and I am so proud to call myself Maya's Mom.

 (Fair warning:  here comes some bragging).  Maya is such a smart little girl and quick as a whip (which tends to get her in a bit of trouble).  She is quite the little leader.  Maya loves to play games, sing, sing, oh, and sing; make up her own songs, play with her dolls and barbies, build forts, color, paint, go to the park with dad, play with Dex and pretend (well not really pretend) to be her sister's second mommy.  It has been so amazing to watch her little personality develop and I am so excited to see how God guide's this little one to do great things.

For Maya's 5th birthday party, we celebrated with the theme Cinco de Maya.  (Come on, you know we had to do it ).  We celebrated with family and had a great time.  Maya's favorite mexican food was served (cheese enchiladas, rice and beans) and she also got a colorful birthday cake as requested.  At the end of the party, after everyone had gone home, Maya told us that, " . . . it was such a magical day."  Score one for Mom and Dad!!

The Decor - made it all myself
(Not to toot my own horn or anything)

Sydney keeping herself busy.

Maya loved her birthday princess tiara.

Enjoying the birthday dinner.

She was told to make a wish

Out of all the gifts she received,
her favorite was a box of princess tissue from the dollar store.

The Pinata!!!

She must have swung at least 30 times at that thing.
Eventually, David needed to hold it while
she took a few good shots.

Finally, busted it open!

We later brought out her last gift, a fishing pole.
She has been asking for a "real" one for awhile now.

Sydney silly girl

Seriously, that child moves so much,
we just can't get a decent shot of her!

Maya Says . . .

It's been awhile since we posted one of these.  Some of these Maya Says...  quotes go a few months back.

We were in the car and a commercial for a pizzeria came on the radio.  Maya says:  "Pizzeria? I know what that is.  It's when you eat pizza and get diarrhea."

Driving across the narrows, Mt. Rainier is in full view.  Maya says:  "Hey look, it's Elk Mountain." What? "Oh, I mean Mount Reindeer."

Maya was getting in trouble one day for talking back (happens quite often) and was told that she had better watch her mouth.  Maya says:  "I can't even see my mouth, how am I supposed to watch it?"

Driving past Factoria, WA and the giant buildings where T-Mobile is based.  Maya says: "Hey look, that's where the T-Mobile girl lives."

We were driving home from my parents the other night and passed the Puyallup Fair just as their Friday night fireworks show started.  Maya asked what they have at the fair.  Among the list of items we spatted off, we mentioned the Rodeo.  She asked what a Rodeo is and we did our best to explain it to her.  David asked her if she thought she would like the rodeo.  Maya says: "Well, I do love riding ponies, so I supposed I would like it. (pause)  Why do they call them cowboys and cowgirls?  Why not call them horsegirls and horseboys since that's what they ride?  They don't ride cows!" At this point, David tried to explain to her where the term came from.  She paused a moment when he was done explaining and said, "We can talk about this again sometime when I am older."  Guess it was a bit too difficult for her to comprehend.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

The New Addition

We have been tossing around the idea of a dog for a while now since we now live in a home with such a large yard. Maya desperately misses Winston (her LARGE furry friend) since we moved from my parents place.

For a couple of weeks we have been looking at dogs at local shelters, craigslist and also researching breeds.  We knew we needed a dog with a wonderful temperament, great with children, protective of their family and last, but not least, a dog of a larger size.  With all of our research, we decided that a Labrador would be the best breed for our family.  We also realized, that to be able to train a dog the way we want to, we would need to get a puppy.

This past Tuesday evening, David was looking on craigslist at dogs and stumbled across someone needing to rehome a litter of lab/boxer puppies.  They were absolutely adorable and when we researched the breed mix, they were found to be an AWESOME mix.  With a hastened deliberation, we decided to go get the dog that evening.  We hopped on the Southworth/Fauntleroy ferry and headed over to West Seattle to take a look.  It was not easy keeping Maya calm on the ferry ride and in no way did she understand that there was a slight possibility that we wouldn't get a dog.  Maybe this wasn't such a great idea after all.  Oh, well, no turning back now.

 When we got to the place, it was a small apartment in kind of a run down part of West Seattle.  The young woman who answered the door was very sweet.  Her two year old daughter was on the floor playing with the two puppies.  I probably asked her a million questions about the dogs (almost bordering on pester) just to be sure I got every bit of information we needed.  The dogs were just too cute to pass up, and we ended up with the bigger male of the two.  We also liked him because he had a darker muzzle, like a boxer, a slightly brindled coat, and seemed to have a very laid back personality.  Before heading home, we stopped by the Petco nearby and bought him a collar, leash, food, some toys and a crate.  The entire way home we discussed names and just couldn't agree on one.  About two hours after we got home and had put Maya to bed, the name Dex popped into my head.  David and I decided that was a good fit for him and so it stuck.

Well, Dex has already been quite the adventure.  We are working on crate training him at night and also house training him (although, he will be an outdoor dog).  These tasks have not been easy.  Who knew that a puppy would be harder work than a newborn?!?  Seriously, I had absolutely NO idea how rough it would be.  I am so thankful that we have two little girls who appreciate sleep and sleep like logs all night long because this dog can SCREAM.  And yes, I mean scream.  He doesn't just whine and whimper, he screams and yelps and makes a few other noises that seem a bit unnatural for a dog (sometimes I think he might be 1/16 cougar or something).  The potty training has been rough as well.  He pees outside most of the time and we are really diligent at taking him out every two hours.  But, for some reason, he still consistently poops in his crate (and yes, we have made the crate small so as to not give him more than just sleeping room). Oh, and I almost forgot, I discovered some seriously huge fleas on him on Thursday.  So that day consisted of a thorough dishsoap bath and a treatment of Frontline.  So far, so good.  No more fleas to report.  But, the worst incident of all, drum roll please  .  .  . the poop catastrophe!!!

We had a vet appointment set for 4:30 this afternoon.  Along with the puppy, we were supposed to bring a poop sample of his for a parasite test. Well, Dex decided that today would be the day that he would not poop, not once!  So, we decided that since he always goes in his crate, why not put him in the crate for a bit in hopes he might release a little something we could take to the vet.  Well people, be careful what you wish for, because he went all right, EVERYWHERE!  15 minutes before we have to leave for the vet, Dex is covered from head to tail in his own poop.  UGH!!  So, to the bathtub he goes.  While I'm scrubbing the dog, David is scrubbing the crate.  So gross.  But, David made it in time to the vet and Dex got a clean bill of health, oh except for the small issue of worms.  Ugh again!!!  That answers the question to the pooping issue.  So, he is now on the mend with meds and hopefully will be better soon.

Overall, I still believe that we made a good decision with the dog.  It's going to be a long couple of weeks, but in the end we will hopefully have a wonderful, lifelong family dog.  Til' then, we will just have to be patient and allow Dex to live through all of his antics by showing this adorable face:

Come on, who could be mad at that face.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Yea . . . Ridiculous

Yup, that's right.  It is absolutely ridiculous that I have not posted a single thing on this blog since April.  Well, that's about to change because . . . here is a new blog post!

Things have been pretty crazy for us these last few months.  The biggest craziness coming with our move to Port Orchard, WA.  It was a good move with lots of blessings, just lots of work.  But we are happy and slowly, but steadily settling into our new home. The whole story of how that came together will have to wait for another blog post, where I will also share pics of our new abode.

Side note: Why does it take so long to unpack boxes and reorganize?

Since it has been a long day, I'm tired and hot and still have lots to do . . . I am leaving you with a few recent (May - July)  pics of our girls.  See you soon!! (No, really, I promise.  Like, in a few days.  Yes, really!)

Sweet little face!

A precious note from Maya

Sydney's first time on a swing - It was a hit!

Maya decided to play dress-up with Syd and put her Rapunzel wig on her.
We all had a pretty good laugh!

Mommy cut her some bangs.
 I just felt that she needed to look a bit younger.

Not really a clear picture, but just so cute!

Maya and Bigfoot

Learning to crawl
(however, now she is crawling, standing and  slowly scooting along furniture!)

Ok - not mine, but my niece is just so cute I had to throw her into the mix.
She was trying to put on her swimsuit.

Maya and her cousins
(before they moved to Cuba :( )

And this is how you know your child has snuck your phone to play with it. 

Yea, that was a rough day.

This one was better.