Friday, April 29, 2011

There's No Place Like Home...

Birmingham and surrounding cities were hit very, very hard by some horrific weather this week.

We knew it was coming, we have one of, if not the best meteorologist in the world living and anchoring here and he called it... all. day. long. He told us it was going to be bad, some of the worst he's ever seen coming. He told us early to make plans, to have a severe weather plan in place. He told people living in mobile homes to find an alternate place to stay for the afternoon and evening that they would not be safe.

Unfortunately, he was right.

Unfortunately there was no safe place for some of the families, homes and businesses that were in the path of this tornado. A twister that left a path of destruction from Tuscaloosa, AL (maybe even back to MS) all the way to South Carolina. It was said to be 1 mile wide. An EF5. How do you stay safe when the tornado takes your safe place?

The loss of life is over 230. Over 400 people are still reported missing.

For the first time in my life, I was truly frightened out of my mind. All afternoon we watched these tornadoes form live on television. We watched this monster on the skycam until it's signal went out. We watched the weather until the name of the city that I live in was called out and the time stamp for arrival was 6:02pm - I shuffled my girls into our "safe place" put their bike helmets on and their shoes knowing that if that trajectory was correct, I had approximately 12 minutes to make them as safe as I could.

As the minutes passed the path shifted north, after several more minutes it was heading directly downtown where my husband was at the time. I was texting him, he insisted he was safe. Again the path shifted north. He too was in the clear.

The tornado ended up moving just north of the airport, and on through the state, going down in the books as one of the longest on the ground tornadoes ever.

In the end all of my family is safe, and we are now helping to collect items for distribution to some of the shelters and families in need.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Ain't that Average Groupie

My 5 year old has learned a new word!


I can assure you that "Sir Mix a Lot" is not on her ipod and cannot be blamed for this new word, but I'm guessing she heard it somewhere that I should have been monitoring more closely.

She asked the meaning of the word the other day and I explained in pre-school terms that when you like a specific band, singer or celebrity and can follow them around to try and get to *ahem* "know" them better you are considered a groupie. Conveniently leaving out the sex, drugs and rock & roll part of the definition.

I also chose to shelve the part about how we should never go back stage with the lead singer, no matter how hot he is, what he promises you, or how much he swears he was singing that ballad to you... keeping in line with my long time philosophy of giving them just enough to satisfy their little minds, and that worked.

So I thought.

While in the car today it was revisited:

Munchkin: "Mommy if you weren't married, and didn't have us kids, would you be a John Mayer Groupie?"

Me: "Without a doubt!"

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Friday, April 08, 2011

Adventures In Potty Training: Fini

It took exactly 2 weeks. This past Monday marked the day that it suddenly clicked, a far cry from the previous Monday when I was beginning to think that poop slinging monkeys would be easier to train than my girls.

I'm not sure what constitutes the official title of "Potty Trained." What I do know is that this week we have had a couple of days with no accidents at all for either of them, and a couple of days where we've had just one between them.

Today was an accident day, not just an easy peasy pee in the pants day, it was a shit the pants, step in it and some how manage to smear it across the wall kind of day. But it was just once. (Bright Side People, Bright Side.)

We are able to go out now, although I'm still slightly chicken, I'm getting there. I'm sure that getting them to use a public restroom will be a challenge since they are afraid of literally everything, but I feel certain in saying that the worst of it is behind us. I survived potty training twins! I'm a big girl now!

Is there a club for this? There should be.

Friday, April 01, 2011

Adventures in Potty Training: Maiden Voyage

After almost 2 solid weeks of going absolutely no where with the pee monsters, I decided it was time to venture out. I of course planned my trip based on them having both gone pee, but once they did we were out the door and flying without a net.

I realize that this quick trip to the grocery store would have served as much better blog fodder had things gone horrible wrong, and if the girls would have both peed their way up and down each aisle - but alas, I'm am happy to say that our "Maiden Voyage" in big girl panties was an absolutely uneventful success.

After this past Monday I really thought that this potty training adventure was not going to work out in my favor. I considered giving up and trying again later, but we persevered and "Ashley" has been dry since our Monday debacle.. "Mary Kate" the one who pee's way more often, has had 1 tiny accident every day this week, but always just a bit and finishes on the potty.

In another huge step towards diaper freedom, they both have learned that flushing is fun, so they now like to use the "Big Big" potty... They also like to make comments on each others poop and what it reminds them of.. "Wittle Wocks" (little rocks) mostly. Their imagination is not nearly as developed as the Munchkin who constantly saw "Sloths" in her poop.

While I'm not yet confident in saying that we are potty trained, we are close... I think.