Big Sister Behavior.

30 07 2012

And I am a Big Sister. To Lili. And now, Little C is a big sister to G-man….

So… I’ve tried every time I see Little C lately, to help her be a good big sister. It’s hard. So hard.

Mommy loves you, but she has to re-direct most of her attention to your sibling, boy or girl. And those small little sisters or brothers? They need a lot of attention. If you’re three at the time, or five as I was.  It’s really hard to be a good big sibling, with only two of you. I know this. I lived it.

So, The Nana fed me some info that C wasn’t being so nice at bedtime.

I told The Nana I would withhold the Big Sister Date. It’s really a big deal for Little C and I. It’s an EVENT! But Nana said withholding stuff didn’t work.

So, I sent Lili a message. If Little C continued her behavior, I would cancel our  Big Sister Date. It’s our day, to go eat lunch out, go the playground, spin stories and have a blast… I honestly did NOT want to cancel it, but if she continued biting and hitting? I would be a bad Aunt to let this go.

I would cancel our date. Not only our date, but A BIG SURPRISE I had for C.

Turns out, Lili told Little C about this message.

The response was not what I wanted. I talked to Lili today… She said when she told Little C, she cried and thought I didn’t love her anymore. Lili told her there was nothing she could do, ever, that would make me not love her. (that is 100% true) But that I wanted her to be a better Big Sister…

It makes me sad that Little C thought I wouldn’t love her. She is the human I love most on the planet. I told her so, earlier tonight.  And she told me she was a good girl all day today!

I can’t wait to see her face, running to me, in the Ft. L airport on Wednesday afternoon. It will be the best feeling ever, to hug her. And then to hug her brother. My tough guy, G-man. Or my monkey. Good grief, that boy is going to test my endurance it seems.

And then to hug my sister.

And my girl, Little C and I, we will have our date… because she is a good girl. A very good little lady.

Then, I will give them my surprise. It’s not someone in person. It’s just me and someone who really wants to tell G-man happy 1st birthday!





Gecko.

25 05 2012

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See that itty, bitty, tiny gecko on the window? At the bottom. He’s really tiny…

That little dude welcomed himself into my parents home the other day when they went out to get their morning newspaper. He just ran right in. As if he lived there.

I don’t even assume I live there as much as this little dude did.

(Knowing NONE of what I just said….) My mom randomly said, ‘Oh, if you see a gecko, let us know. We think one wandered in.’ Gee, thanks mom. Can’t wait to go to sleep…

The next day, papa and I are hanging out, and I happen to look to the window, and there he is…

I said, “Dad, you may want to see this…” And Papa jumped up, told me to go get the broom… So I did, (I always do what Papa tells me. It’s the best decision. Ever.)

I won’t tell you what papa did to get him. I’ll just tell you I used Clorox wipes to clean up…My dad did NOT make a mess… I just felt the need to clean…  You can blame that on what papa did, or the fact that I use Clorox wipes every other minute at clinical… Your choice…

Whatever your choice and decision, the little gecko is gone. If my Echo was still alive and in the house, she would have trapped it, and presented it to Papa, as a gift. NOT. EVEN. KIDDING. It’s only right that Papa trapped and dealt with it in the same room that Echo still lives on……….. Nana and Papa know what I mean with that statement…

Good lord, I miss my Echo…





Little C talks a lot.

28 11 2011

I spent Thanksgiving with my family in Florida. I flew into Tampa on Monday night, expecting to spend a day or two at my parents house, but The Nana and I ended up getting up early on Tuesday and driving to Lili’s house. No complaints here…

I was so excited to see Little C. I had the most amazing time, spending nearly all of my time with C. She’s so verbal for a 2 year old, and happy and fun. I have never wanted to be more silly, and not care who sees that I’m being silly, than I am when I’m with Little C. At home, in stores, at the beach, in the car… Where ever… Silly is our common ground, it seems. (So is cuddling and watching Disney movies.)

Being that C is so talkative, and smart, and hilarious… Here are a few things that have stuck in my brain since the trip. Little C does, in fact, talk a LOT.

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Right after I arrived, I gave Little C a cool Disney Princess sticker thing. We were playing with the stickers, and she said, “Aunt Claire, I’m so happy you’re here!” Pause, while I melt…. She has no idea that part of what my life entails right now is because of and inspired by her… (I’ll tell her later. Much later.)

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On Wednesday, we were going to go to the mall. So Little C and I headed outside to the van. When we got outside, we ran into two of Little C’s friends. Older kids who live in the neighborhood. She loves these older kids, and calls them her friends. Considering they came by when they saw her and talked to her & I, she’s totally right. These older kids ARE her friends…

She loves when they are out, and can play with them. Since we saw them on their bikes, the following happened later in the day

Little C: “Aunt Claire, did you bring your bike with you? Will you ride bikes with me and my friends?”

Little C clearly thinks I can bring very large things like bikes on the airplane! Also, she assumes that I own a bike… (I did, but I gave it to Lili…)

I answered that I did not, in fact, bring my bike.

Lili: “Hey! We have my and BIL’s bikes at the house. I think my tires are shot, but maybe Claire can ride one of those with you!”

There is more of a story here. I fell off BIL’s bike. So did Papa. But this post is about Little C.

I ended up riding my old bike, now Lili’s, with Little C a few days. It was F.U.N.

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When we went to the mall, Little C asked if I would join her on the mall train ride. Of COURSE, I said yes. And I did.

I folded myself into a toddler train thing, and woo-boy, did we have fun! We were in the front car, and got to ring the bell, as much as Little C and I wanted to. (Pretty sure I pulled the cord more than C!) But, after the ride, as my sister and I agreed, the ride goes about 3 rounds too much. But it was so much fun for us to sit up front and ring the bell.

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Little C also went to see Santa at the mall.  She did not sit on his lap. She does her own thing, apparently. She walked up with her Mommy, talked to him for a second or two, and gave him a hug, and got a lollipop.

I’m so proud of C for going up to, and just standing and talking to Santa. And for hugging Santa. That’s my girl. She is a hugger. Her hugs rock.

The lollipop he gave her was not sugary. It was some sort of mint, so she gave it to me. She did try it a few times after giving it up, and again told me to take it.

And for me to be there and experience it with Little C. It was, um, AWESOME!

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After Thanksgiving dinner, Nana put out a new kitchen towel. It had a snow scene on it with a snow man and woman… It is actually quite adorable…

Little C saw it and the following happened:

Little C: “Oh, it’s so beautiful!” And ran over to it.

Little C: “Nana, where did you get it?”

Nana: (a little dumbfounded because of Little C’s excitement said,) “Um, Kohl’s, I think.”

Little C: (immediatly does an about-face and hugs her Nana and says, “Oh, thank you, Nana. It’s so beautiful.”

She then ran off to tell her Mommy about it. And her Papa. Hah.

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There was only one small disappointment in the visit. Dance class.

I never even asked about this, because I didn’t want to be disappointed. Turns out, everything was out of my hands and wishes.

Lili told us they had dance class on the night before Thanksgiving. So Papa and I were super excited to attend dance class. We showed up, and two of Little C’s friends, one friend’s dad and another friend’s grandmother were there with the mommies and daughters. The door was locked.

Turns out, another Mommy (or two mom’s, IDK) had to back out for some reason. And the dance teacher thought class was cancelled.

Everyone was bummed out. Especially the daddy, grandmother, Papa and I. And even moreso, the little girls.  The girls managed to hug it out, though. So cute.

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I really, really wish that I had thought to ask Nana or Lili to Flip-Cam our dancing parties that we had. Even in the back of the van (where ONLY the big girls can sit!) We are really good dancers, Little C and I.

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Worst part was leaving. Of course…

When I told Little C during our Big Sister date that I was leaving that night and was sad to leave her, she grabbed my hand with both of hers. She said, “Don’t be sad, Aunt Claire.”

So wise, for a 2 yo.

And when I started to cry about an hour before I had to leave… Poor C. She didn’t know what to do. First she flung herself face first into the couch, also sad.

I tickled her and cajoled her into coming up for air…

I got a gigantic hug, and managed to explain to her that I would miss her, that I was sad, and that she had better be a good girl since her Elf on the Shelf (Jolly, is his name) was watching her… And that as long as Jolly told Santa she was good, I would be seeing her at Christmas at Nana & Papa’s house…

She really is a good girl. Just testing her boundaries as a 2 year old. Hard to handle, but she really is just a kind little soul.

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I was also told, numerous times, sometimes a few times a day, “Aunt Claire, I love you.”

Unprompted. And not in reaction to me saying, “C, I love you.” I never once said I love you first. She did. I only say it first over the phone!

It was awesome, and I told my lovely that I loved her too.

She is so awesome. I’m so blessed to have her in my life.

I can’t wait until G-man is bigger and I can talk about him too!!!





New nephew!

2 08 2011

My phone rang at 11:10 this morning. I, of course, was still sleeping. But I heard it ring and looked. Since it was Lili calling, I answered immediately. I figured Little C wanted to talk to me about swimming.

Side note: I’m supposed to go to Florida on August 6th. Little C is beyond excited to go swimming with Aunt Claire… She has been talking about it since July. To the point that she asked Lili if I would wear my swimsuit UNDER my clothes on my flight, so that we could go swimming immediately upon my arrival… (she’s TWO, you guys.)

But it wasn’t Lili, or Little C. It was NE, calling to tell me Lili was in labor, and my parents were on their way. My first question? “Where is Little C?”

She was safe and sound at Lili’s good friend’s house in Florida. I wished them luck and hung up.

I wanted to sleep more, but I had stuff to do for school, so off I went.

At 2:12pm, as I’m in the CCAC Boyce Dean’s office, dropping off paperwork. And I hear/feel my phone. As I walk out, I answer.

It’s Lili. She says she just wants to tell me I have a new NEPHEW! His name, here, at least, is G-Man. She called around 45 min after he was born. (My sister is amazing.) And then she had to hang up quick to snuggle him.

OMG. A boy! I was hoping for HEALTHY baby, but HOORAY FOR A NEW BABY BOY!

I cried. Of course, I cried.

I called my mom approximately ellebenty billion times today over the baby… Once to tell her that her *other* daughter made me cry in public. lol.

When I called my mom before work. NE had come home and told Little C she was a Big Sister to a Baby Brother, and she was SO excited. She’s going to meet him tomorrow. She is going to be a great big sister.

During our convo, my mom mentioned that there was a Tropical Storm coming for Florida… Saturday. Maybe. Turns out, I checked the weather and it’s scheduled (for now) to hit Florida, their area, right around when I’d arrive on the 6th. So tomorrow? I’m going to try to change my flight to Friday, the 5th. I’m spending my birthday with Little C (and my parents, Lili, NE, and G-man) come heck or high water. I don’t care.

I might have to fly through Philly though… The last time I did that, it was November or December and I spent 6 HOURS THERE. Please hope this works out better.

Thanks to my friends who are offering themselves or husbands to drive me to the airport. I love you guys.

Also, I cannot wait to meet G-man and make him a baby burrito. I loves me baby burritos. Can’t wait to see how similar or different he is from his sister… although, I didn’t meet C till she was a month old…

Baby Burrito Time!





Two much.

11 05 2011

Today is Little C’s 2nd birthday. And according to her, when asked how old she will be, she says “two much.”

Well, I totally agree with this. Two is TOO MUCH! How is she already two?

When I wrote for her birthday last year, I wanted my baby burrito back.

Now? I love watching her grow up!

I want more time with her at playgrounds. More time to play in her kitchen. More time doing silly dances and giggling together.

I want more “Hi Cawe” and “I wuv you” on the phone.

I love that she is such a big girl now.  She is going to be a big sister in a few months. She is moving into her “big girl” room soon.

What didn’t change from last year is that I still love her more than I ever imagined I could. She is my favorite person on the planet.

And, I’m still pretty sure she hung the moon and the stars.

This year, I’m buying Little C a “big girl” present. My sister found it, and I LOVE it. It is a Birth Month Flower necklace from Uncommon Goods.

She's getting the May one, Lily of the Valley.

It was out of stock for a little while, but I just purchased it on Tuesday night. And sent it to Ms. Little C. I can’t wait for her to see it!!!

Little C, I love you. I hope you have a great “two much” birthday. I love you very much and will put on some music, and do a silly dance here at home for you today. 🙂

(Keep practicing your silly dance, I will visit you as soon as I can, and I can’t wait to see your silly dance!)





Awesome vacation.

11 04 2011

This is well overdue… I went to Florida in March. I was yelled at by friends on Saturday who read this blog, about not posting much. So here you go…

In this post, “last week,” was March 9-15th.

My vacation last week was awesome. Not only because I saw my parents, Lili and NE, but also because I got some awesome one-on-one time with My Little C.

On Wednesday, I ended up being delayed two hours in Atlanta on my way down, so NE had to pick me up from the airport instead of Lili and Little C. When we got home and into the house, I barely had time to put my carry-on down before Little C told me to “come.” She showed me all kinds of fun toys in her play area. (This was great because I was a little afraid she would be shy or not remember me. Clearly I was wrong to worry, as she yelled my name when I walked in the door!)

On Thursday, we had a Little C and me day, as Little C had a bit of a cold still and stayed home from daycare with me. We went to the neighborhood playground, had peanut butter & jelly sandwiches for lunch, and watched some Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on TV.

Thursday night, Little C ended up hitting me in the face and had to go to time out. I fail at time out, people. Little C had to sit on the stairs while NE talked to her about what she did. All of a sudden, unprompted to do so, she looks up at me and says, “I sowwy Cawe. I sowwy.” I immediately started crying, because it was so sweet of her. NOT the right thing to do when imposing punishment, Aunt Claire. Sigh. I was kinda yelled at by Lili, and it was totally warranted. I’m just not used to this time out thing with kids.

On Friday, Lili and I dropped Little C off at “school” and I got to see her classroom and meet her favorite teacher. I also got a tour of the play area from Little C. She loves it there.

After school, I picked up Lili and we picked up Little C and headed to The Nana and GrandPa’s house. It was great to see my parents, and sort of surprise my mom (she had an idea I was planning a trip, and I called her on Thursday and had Little C tell her “Cawe here.”)

We had fun playing at Nana and GrandPa’s all weekend.  Little C and I showed Nana our “silly dance.” I wish I had gotten video of both of us or just her doing the silly dance… (I can’t tell you the whole thing, but it involves dancing and waving your arms, jumping, and ends with a few spins. We’re fancy with our silliness, Little C and I.) Nana gave Little C a “Big Like Me” Elmo floor puzzle that she loved using as a bed to lay on and as a desk to draw on. It was pretty cool, the big like me puzzle.

Little C, The Nana, The GrandPa and I went to a playground on Sunday morning. It was so much fun. Little C (all of 22 months) swung on the big girls’ swing, and held on tight, just like I asked her. She did such a great job! We went down some slides, rode on the tire swing – which was kinda scary, just C and I. The Nana had to stop us. I don’t like tire swings… And The GrandPa pushed her on so many swings. We loved it.

On Sunday, when we were leaving, I was helping to pack up the car when Little C and Lili came out to the garage. Little C apparently wanted to ask me something, and after a little prodding from Lili, I was asked if I would sit in the back seat with Little C on the drive home, rather than in the front seat. How cute is that? Of course, I said yes.

Little C and Me had a blast on the way home! Thanks, Lili.

On Monday, Lili started Spring Break, so we had all day for fun stuff.

We went to the playground with one of Lili’s mom friends in Florida. A mom I’ve always wanted to meet. She has a little girl around Little C’s age, and new little boy.

We had fun at the playground, save for Little C walking in front of her friend’s still swinging swing and falling down. (I felt like such a terrible Aunt…)

And I pushed the stroller for Lili’s friend on the way home. I’m pretty sure I made a new friend of her daughter, she smiled the whole way home while I talked to her. And the little boy? He’s a darling.

It was the best trip ever. Sorry it took me so long to post. I’m sure there are things I forgot, and I know there are things with Little C I won’t share, because she’s my girl.

I can’t wait for my next trip. Little C is my favorite shorty of all time.

(My fave part is my friends seeing Little C’s picture (she decided my suitcase was a great seat! She is clearly channeling the cat on that one. He loves my suitcase!) my home screen of my phone and telling me that she’s cute as pie or that “yep, she’s definitely related to you.”) Yes, she is… cute as pie and obviously related, but she’s the most pretty little lady ever.

(I may like her a little bit. Just a little.)

I felt terrible when I left though… I not only started to cry, but I confused Little C. She didn’t understand. She told me not to cry. We had taken pictures outside (she likes planes now…)

And then!

Then!

When I was in the security line, I swear on my life, the same security guy I saw the first time I cried my eyes out upon leaving Little C… When she could still be a baby burrito!!! The man who asked if I was okay, I told him no, and why, and he said I could always come visit… Over a year and a half ago… After my very first visit, when I swear she stole my heart… He was there! He greeted me, asked again if I was okay, offered me a tissue! And pleaded with me to not cry, as he would do so as well. That man? He deserves an award of some sort. If I see him again, I will stop crying and tell him what his kindness has meant to me. Really.

The folks in Ft. Lauderdale airport at security are pretty awesome.

(And yes, I cried as I wrote this… BIG SURPRISE.)

I love my sister, her husband, Little C, and even the new baby. And my mom and dad. I hate that they live so far away. I wish I could just drive up and see my parents or sister & family whenever I want.





Ear worm.

7 03 2011

It happens every once in a while. The ear worm…  I hear a song on the radio, or especially at My Living Room, or the symphony, where I can’t stop listening to it. It almost always, HAS to mean something to me… Not always, but 99% of the time.

Back in July, on the radio, on the way to watch Little C, it was Highway 20 Ride, by The Zac Brown Band – who I will be seeing, hopefully, in July. And whose song I still love.

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In My Living Room, a few weeks ago, it was January Wedding, by the Avett Brothers.

Played by a friend of mine who is soon leaving Pgh for Portland.

I’m entirely unhappy with this friend leaving town. And I will never tell this blog why. I’ll deal with it but it’s still sad to me. But as long as that song makes me happy? I’d rather be happy lately, than dwell on the bad things. Even if I shed tears in secret over it. And Little C. Good plan, all around.

Enjoy the music ear-worm.

I’ll be happy about it soon enough.