The four of us are currently in Seattle for two weeks for David's new job. We flew out of Atlanta late Saturday night in hopes that the twins would sleep for the 5 1/2 hour flight. Elizabeth was an angel while Thomas had a tougher time getting comfortable. All in all it was a good flight. We are staying in a hotel suite in downtown Seattle within walking distance to the "the needle". Yesterday we went to Target to get necessities and then all took an afternoon nap. We are all sick right now....coughing, sneezing, snotting. We will get through it.
Today has been pretty eventful so far. The people here go to work REALLY early. I guess it is because they are three hours later than the East coast. Anyway, David left for work at 6a.m. and my day started. I got myself ready and took the twins down for breakfast. After breakfast I got them dressed and we bundled up for a walk to the Children's Museum. Our first stop at the museum was in the painting room. Thomas and Elizabeth painted for the first time and loved it. Elizabeth painted her face and tasted it several times. It must have tasted good since she kept doing it. Thomas wanted to paint the block table (not a good thing). Elizabeth seems to get so frustrated with me right now. She wants to do everything by herself and has a fit whenever I try to help. Thomas is also into throwing huge fits at the moment. He throws himself into the floor kicking and screaming and bucking whenever he does not get his way. He threw a huge tantrum when I washed E's hands first. I just ignored him as all the other moms and children stared and walked past Thomas. At home I put T and E in "time out" for throwing fits. What's a mother to do in public? It has definitely gotten harder to take T and E out in public because of their venture into the "terrible two's", but it is much better for all of us to get out rather than to stay at home. The fits usually pass pretty quickly, right?
In spite of the new challenges of motherhood, we had a good first morning without Daddy in Seattle. Our future plans? The Science Center, the aquarium, the zoo.......lots to do and see in Seattle. Have I mentioned how BEAUTIFUL it is here? The snow covered mountain tops are breathtaking, and I can't get enough of the evergreens. We haven't seen a cloud in the sky so far, though that is supposed to end tomorrow.
Stay tuned for Seattle Day Two
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Sounds like a good time is going to be had soon. They are probably a little tired out from the trips to AR and everybody fussing over them etc. there. Then the trip out to Seattle. They are not on their little routines. You'd be surprised how they can miss that.
If you can, try not to worry about the fits Thomas is having...I'm sure that the other mothers have seen that before...:-) You can't possibly be expected to stay inside all of the time. You are a good mom and you know there isn't anything wrong with him when he is doing that, other than he is trying to get your undivided attention...:-)
As far as Elizabeth getting frustrated with mommy, she reminds me so much of her auntie. Auntie used to be just like that! She used to say over and over....I can do it!... all by myself...when she really couldn't....:-) You just have to try to divert her attention. She really is getting to be an independent, sweet little thing.
They'll get caught up on their rest soon and you can all have a good weekend.
Please give them a hug and kiss from Nana. Enjoy your visit!
I enjoyed the description of your day and the "fits." Two must be almost impossible at times... here is a quick "fit" story from the Asher archives. When we lived in an apartment in Austin, I thought it was so important to take Asher to the park almost every day. But, I dreaded it because he never wanted to leave...he was about 14-18 months old. I knew I couldn't give in to his "fits" so I gave him a verbal..."Okay, three more slides/swings/etc and we're going home." Countdown. "Okay, it's time to go." Every time he would start screaming and crying...I just picked him up calmly (inside I was embarrassed) and would carry him kicking and screaming to the car. He would cry all of the way home. I would carry him calmy into the apartment and put him in his bed and say, "When mama says it time to go home, it's time to go...we can go again another day." After about a month of this routine, he got the picture. No more fits!
I've also heard every behavior gets worse before it gets better. There is never a magic formula - raising children is a hard job!!!
Sorry for such looonnnggg comments!
I love your loooong comments, Marria!
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