Rockabye Bucktown

Navigating motherhood beyond The Windy City

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Sunday at the orchard…

The polar vortex may have taken its toll on the apple crop this year, but that didn’t stop us from taking in the whole orchard experience this past Sunday!

We drove up to Kuiper’s Farm in Maple Park. While there wasn’t much to pick from the trees, Burke had a blast filling his bags with apples from the bins. He even helped Blaine fill hers, too, helping her identify any “bad apples” (despite zero requests for assistance).

Hay rides (both of the kids’ first), massive bags of kettle corn, caramel apples, an authentic pumpkin patch and a bright Fall day made for a great family Sunday.

I’m much smarter than I was post orchard last year. The apples have already been distributed to teachers, grandparents and visitors (saving a handful for lunches and juicing, of course). There’s no apple pies on the agenda…unless you count the store-bought kind! Sorry, Martha…

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Scenes from Burke’s third birthday bash…

Lots of jumping (in bouncy houses, on friends, on siblings)…

A soccer theme…but no actual soccer played because of said bouncy houses…

Lots of icing (on cupcakes, on fingers, on faces)…

Old friends reunited and new friends made…

Lots of (exhausted) smiles…

Children that would not nap (because of sugar high from said icing)…

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Recent parenting victories and failures…

With today being Burke’s third birthday (what?! How do I have a three year old??), I’ve not only found myself thinking about how much he has grown and changed in such a short time, but how much I have as a parent, too. I wish I could say that I have more confidence in my skills and have this whole mom thing in the bag, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. I know that I’m doing some things really well (did you see that firehouse I put together?!) and still bombing at others (ahem, patience levels, what?!). 

While everyday is basically a circus, it’s still a mix of chaos and fun. Here’s recent proof…

I managed to potty train a child before the age of 3. I’m here to collect my medal!

Blaine always has one sock missing. The same sock. I have no idea where she stashes these things, but I’m going to consider it a fashion statement.

The other day Burke asked me when I was going to the moon. “Um, when do you think I should go?” “On Monday.” He replied nonchalantly. Apparently he is planning on launching me into outer space (I don’t think this is a good sign). 

On the other hand, Blaine will not let me out of her sight. Literally. While I thought she would have grown out of the “clingy” stage by now, I’m just enjoying (lots and lots) of time with my last baby. 

When she does allow me to put her down, the girl is really into dancing and music - on tv, in the car, in the bath, at music class - you name it. Is “Dance Dance Revolution” an appropriate gift for her first birthday?

When I get frustrated, instead of raising my voice and saying something crazy, I try to say something silly like, “This is driving me bananas, you monkeys.” Burke has also picked up the saying and announced that he is “going to drive bananas now” when Blaine was stealing his trains the other day. Note: must be very careful what I say around that little sponge…

Our favorite kids channel, Sprout, has announced a “kindest kid” contest. Burke is an eager contestant. “Maybe I can be a kind kid! I can give some toys to other boys and girls…but only the rusty ones.” Um, I don’t think he’s there just yet, but A for effort! 

Finally, after asking Burke if he had fun at his birthday party yesterday, he eagerly responded yes…then proceeded to tell us that next year, he will have his party in the bathtub with his friends and lots of decorations. Right…someone is going to kill it as social chair in his future college fraternity…

Recent parenting victories and failures…

With today being Burke’s third birthday (what?! How do I have a three year old??), I’ve not only found myself thinking about how much he has grown and changed in such a short time, but how much I have as a parent, too. I wish I could say that I have more confidence in my skills and have this whole mom thing in the bag, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. I know that I’m doing some things really well (did you see that firehouse I put together?!) and still bombing at others (ahem, patience levels, what?!).

While everyday is basically a circus, it’s still a mix of chaos and fun. Here’s recent proof…

I managed to potty train a child before the age of 3. I’m here to collect my medal!

Blaine always has one sock missing. The same sock. I have no idea where she stashes these things, but I’m going to consider it a fashion statement.

The other day Burke asked me when I was going to the moon. “Um, when do you think I should go?” “On Monday.” He replied nonchalantly. Apparently he is planning on launching me into outer space (I don’t think this is a good sign).

On the other hand, Blaine will not let me out of her sight. Literally. While I thought she would have grown out of the “clingy” stage by now, I’m just enjoying (lots and lots) of time with my last baby.

When she does allow me to put her down, the girl is really into dancing and music - on tv, in the car, in the bath, at music class - you name it. Is “Dance Dance Revolution” an appropriate gift for her first birthday?

When I get frustrated, instead of raising my voice and saying something crazy, I try to say something silly like, “This is driving me bananas, you monkeys.” Burke has also picked up the saying and announced that he is “going to drive bananas now” when Blaine was stealing his trains the other day. Note: must be very careful what I say around that little sponge…

Our favorite kids channel, Sprout, has announced a “kindest kid” contest. Burke is an eager contestant. “Maybe I can be a kind kid! I can give some toys to other boys and girls…but only the rusty ones.” Um, I don’t think he’s there just yet, but A for effort!

Finally, after asking Burke if he had fun at his birthday party yesterday, he eagerly responded yes…then proceeded to tell us that next year, he will have his party in the bathtub with his friends and lots of decorations. Right…someone is going to kill it as social chair in his future college fraternity…

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Happy 3rd Birthday to my little guy! At times, it feels like only yesterday when you were born. Other days I don’t remember life before you. You continue to amaze me with your curiosity, big brother skills and imagination. I look forward to our hilarious discussions every day. We love you!

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