What you said?

Remember when I was worried that Kate's speech was not developing at a normal rate?  Remember when I had her speech tested and they said she was totally normal and I was like, "say what?!".  Well, they were right.  Kate talks nonstop.  From the moment she wakes up until the moment we drag her to bed.  Oh yeah, remember all that bragging I did regarding Kate going to bed so easily.  Yeah, not so much anymore.

Kate no longer sleeps from 6pm to 6am.  She now sleeps from about 8:30pm to 5-7am.  On a good day she wakes up at 7am.  On a typical day we hear, "it's morning?!" at 6am.  Getting Kate down to go to sleep is no longer an easy task.  We have to read several stories, arrange her stuffed animals a certain way, and scratch her back or arms or legs.  Then once we close the door and get nice and comfy to unwind she comes out of her room and tells us "I gotta go PEE!" (even though we ask her each night if she needs to go pee, yes we also make her sit on the potty before going to bed but it is more fun for her to come barreling out of her room and make this grand announcement that she has to pee).  Then when she is done, she lets us know that she went pee.  Woo-freaking-hoo.  Then of course there are other things she needs or wants, but mostly knowingly trying to bother us.

Finally, SILENCE.

Then, morning and the chattering begins nonstop.

I don't even know what she is talking about or questioning us about.  It is just words coming out.  Typical preschooler, probably.  But the kid has to have ADHD.  These random thoughts on totally different subjects just spew out of her mouth.  But of course we have favorites.

When she wonders what we said, "What you said?"

Out of nowhere, "You're mom?"  "You're dad?"  "You're my mom and dad?"  She is probably wishing she had a nicer mother who wrote lovey-dovey blogs about her.  Of course our favorite, "I love you mom, I love you dad".

Since this blog is now what is happening in all of our lives I have to mention that Chris is the Assistant Principal at McGraw Elementary School.  Kate and I are so proud of him.  His first official day is July 23rd so be sure to wave to the hot new assistant principal nicely dressed by his loving wife.  I am going into my 5th year as a School Psychologist.  Sadly, I was moved from my schools to sites in town.  There are a lot of changes in our department so I am just rolling with the punches and will make the best of it.  I am also supervising an intern.  This is very exciting for me.  I was telling Chris the other day that we are adults and have real jobs; pretty important jobs too.  When did this happen?  We still feel like kids.  Well, age is only a number and we definitely keep young at heart.

Well Kevin, I hope this satisfies you for now and promise to keep up with the BLOG!

Great start to year 3!

Kate I am so sorry that I have been slacking on the blogging about you for your modern baby book.  But, you are no longer a baby - you are a BIG girl!  Let's see what has happened since you turned 3.  You are officially potty trained and it was so much easier than I thought.  Glad I waited until you were truly ready.  You still have the occasional poops in the chonies and wet the bed at night, but I think you are doing a great job!  You have also outgrown your bed so you are now in a big girl bed!  A full size bed all to yourself, how fun!  2 nights in your bed and you already rolled off; I should really have put some barriers up.  Oh well, you will live.  You still drive daddy and I crazy with your bossiness, or as we like to call it - "showing leadership abilities at a young age".  You sing songs, love your Nick Jr. tv shows, love playing on "your" iPad, reading books, pretending, playing ball, counting and singing your ABC's.  Wow, what a fun time being 3 is.  I think this will mark the end to your "baby" book...I love you to the moon and back.

Adventures in Potty Training and Potty Mouth

Well, it finally happened. No, Kate is not potty-trained. She said, "Holy Shit". She said it in a busy restaurant too! Yikes. Luckily it was so loud in the restaurant that nobody heard (hopefully) or saw that I laughed. Can you imagine what people would have thought about me laughing at Kate saying "Holy Shit". It is as fun to write as it is to say. So who is the culprit family members? Mimi is Miss perfect and NEVER cusses, right Mimi? Grandpa is too busy on his computer so we don't hear from him often. Papa is Mister perfect and never cusses, only on the golf course. That leaves Nana...since Chris and I prefer other foul language. My favorite is "Mother-F....." or the classic "F-bomb". But you will all be happy to know I do not cuss in front of our impressionable Kate. I say things like "Oh you darn snowbird cutting me off, you are not a nice man"...I growl when I do it so notice Kate is picking that up. Now I need to stop growling. So back to Nana. I remember her using the "shit" word quite often. Everything is "oh shit". So there we go, case closed...Nana go wash your mouth with soap!

On a positive note, Kate is now ready to take out in public. To restaurants that is. It only took 3 years but she can sit during a meal and doesn't need to aggravate Chris and I by running around and annoying people (but mostly annoying us). She has her moments but we are starting to expose her more often to fine dining...haha, if you consider McDonald's, El Charro, and Lute's Casino fine dining. We do; we are on a budget y'all!

So on to the potty training topic. Kate just isn't quite there yet. Her sitter, Lori, does not think she is ready and told us she is going to hit it hard over the summer. Chris and I are not consistent either to be honest. We try on the weekends. We put her in undies, which are so cute and tiny by the way. We set a timer and she attempts every 15-minutes. We praise, clap, cheer and give her a treat or sticker when she goes in the potty. Yet, she still pees or poops and does not tell us. We had an incident yesterday where she told me her tummy hurt. I asked her if she needed to go caca. She replied no. Next thing I know she tells me she has a caca. I check her diaper and sure enough it was all liquid inside. Yes, it got on my fingers; lovely. So I tell her we are going to bathe her since she is stinky like caca. Once I pull down her leggings the liquid started dripping down her legs and on the carpet, yuck! So I swooped her up and ran to the tub and rinsed off the explosion of "shit" on her ass...maybe I do say the word "shit". In fact, when this happened I was thinking "shit, shit, shit, shit" in my head...maybe I was saying it over and over and loudly? Anyhoo, I tried explaining once again that if she has to caca or peepee to tell me so we can go to the potty. Augh, potty training, gotta love it.

Happy 3rd Birthday Kate!

Wow, how time flies! Our girl Kate is 3 years old!

I was reminiscing the week of her birth. I was trying to remember what the doctor said at my appointment in which he recommended a C-section. I was remembering how I cried because I wanted to have Kate the good ol' fashioned painful way. I remembered scheduling the appointment and arriving at the hospital around 5am; I was so nervous. I had started contractions around midnight and when they were plugging me into all the machines I had asked the nurse how far apart my contractions were and she said 8 minutes. I was so uncomfortable and she said those contractions were not anything near the pain they can be...so at that time I was SO glad that I scheduled the C-section and was going to by-pass the labor! But what I remember of course is the birth of Kate, who arrived at 9:23 AM. She came out MAD and boy was she a fussy baby...she is still calling the shots, pushing our buttons, and has turned our lives upside down. She puts a smile on my face everyday, she makes us laugh everyday, and we are so grateful for her every single day!

To honor the birthday girl we planned a party for her at West Wetlands Park. However, Mother Nature was not working well with us and she sprinkled some rain on us and was blowing so hard that we had to cancel the party. Luckily we did not cancel all together, we just moved the party to Nana and Papa's house. Kate had her cupcakes and friends so she was a happy girl. This year we did a Sesame Street theme because for a while she was really into Elmo and the whole Sesame Street gang. I could have had a plate of cupcakes without the theme and she would have been happy. The one thing we all agreed on - next year the party will be indoors.

Don't know why I look irriated, but Kate looks so happy!

Mommy and her themes right Kate?

Oreo cookie pops and candy, yum-O!

Happy 3rd Birthday Kate!

Happy New Year!

When I was a kid we would have garage parties in Puerto Penasco at my Tio Fausto's home. The adults would buy the kids decorations and let us go wild in decorating the garage for the New Year's Eve party. The adults would drink and dance the night away, and we danced right alongside them. Those were the best childhood memories I have of New Year's Eve. As time passed the tradition slowly faded and went away. We are hoping to revive this fun family event as now we have little ones and want them to have the same fond memories of these garage parties. Ma cleared out her garage, and Ma and Eric worked very hard to set-up the garage for a party. There was a full service bar, a dancing area, places to sit, and a table ready to be filled with food to feed an army. Tio purchased a pig leg and carved away for us to eat delicious Prosciutto.

Eric served as bartender, and Bella helped out as a waitress taking drink orders.

Kate did not last until midnight. Chris and I only made a little past midnight. We knew that we needed our sleep to be able to keep up with Kate later that day. I think another reason New Year's Eve and Day is so important to us is because it is Nana's birthday on the 1st and Tio Fausto and Tia Angelica celebrate their anniversary as they were married at midnight New Year's Day (they celebrated their 34th wedding anniversary). We had a blast and can't wait to do it again to ring in 2013.

Kate and Bella in the festive mood

All the Soto girls: Kate, Nana Delia, Ma, Annette, Bella, Nanalu Marilu, and Carla.

Silly Girl

Kate cracks me up. She is really starting to insist on clothing options. I have to make a show about her outfits. Like, oh put on her princess skirt. Don't you want to look pretty for Santa and wear your Santa dress? Wow, you are going to look so cool in this outfit. We need to play, let's put on play clothes. The other day I was trying on some new tops and Kate was with me in the bedroom and she stops to look at me and says, "Oh mom that is so cute!" The tag was sticking out and she says, "take the tag off". Oh-oh, I am creating a mini-me. I have a picture from summer time that I will have to find and post. She is wearing her pink bikini, with goggles, and a red sock. The other day she wanted to wear her tutu and Uggs while playing outside on her trampoline, slide and tricycle. Then she wanted to ride her tricylcle in the house, naked, with her plastic toy heels (which Chris calls her hooker heels) and then proceeded to find my phone to play a "Pussycat Dolls" song titled "when I grow up". And this, well she opted for no pants and her Hello Kitty helmet.

I go see animals

We took Kate to the Sahiti Camel farm where they house Arabian camels and other animals. It was pretty rinky-dink but it was something to do with Kate. Of course she was scared at first even though for an entire day all we heard from her was, "I go see animals?". Well, when she went to go see animals she started being "chipi" with me and wanted "hug, hug, hug" which in Kate language is, hurry up and pick me up and don't put me down.

The donkey's made us laugh...

Getting brave to feed the donkey...