That {other} kid we have.

It's funny how, when you have two (or more, I suppose) children, you feel a need to brag about them equally (and bemoan them equally). Sometimes, on that evil enterprise that monopolizes 73% of my computer time Facebook, I feel like I don't post enough about Brennan and that I am constantly posting pictures of Reagan. The irony is that I looked back on the blog and the majority of the posts are about him and not her. So, not to short change my girl, this one is all about her.

PINK.

The end.
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In all seriousness - I could totally end it there. Everything is pink. And presents. And cupcakes. I find it amusing that I, of all people, somehow got the "girly girl." I am so not girly. I love sports (stop laughing... I meant watching, not playing), I like sweatpants, I am a huge fan of days that I don't have to shower  put on makeup & I know for a fact that my husband has more clothes than me.

Someone is punishing me with this child who refers to herself as "Princess."

(She is kinda cute though.)

 Below is a sample of some of the funnier things Reagan has said lately...

R: "Mommy... do you want to know what?"
Me: "What?"
R: "I get presents on my birthday"
Me: "Your birthday is a long way away"
R: {{Smirk and knowing nod accompanied by creepy side eye look.}}


* R: "fuzzy? Fuzzy. Fuzzy? Fuzzy!?! Mommmmmm-eeeeeeeee -----FUZZZZZZZZZZZY. GET IT!!!!!!!"
*note - there was a piece of lint on her foot. It causes meltdowns of epic proportions.
 

Me: "Brennan is going to Kindergarten soon, isn't that exciting??"
R: "I will go too. I go to Pinkgarten."


Me: "Reagan - do you want milk with dinner?"
R: "Yes, pink milk"

Me: "Reagan - go get your pjs..."
R: "Okayyyyyyyyyy! I get my PINK pjs. My PINK PRINCESS PJS!!!!!"  <--- all said at unnaturally high pitched volume.

Huh?

"Huh?" "What did you say?"

That's what I feel like Brennan says all the time. With all of his past hearing issues I figured it couldn't hurt to take him in and have the doctor take another look at his ears. Naturally, when we went in on Monday I felt like he was definitely hearing better... Murphy's Law, right?

Dr. Clarkson looked in his ears and said that yes, his eardrums looked like they were fluid filled....so much so that they resembled melted tupperware. Yikes. After another round of hearing tests it was determined that his hearing is back to as bad as it previously was. Since, based on his nerve test, he has the ability to hear at 125% normal (!) that means he is even more impacted.

With Kindergarten starting in just over a month the doctor encouraged us to go ahead and get tubes put in to, hopefully, correct the problem. While the doctor is in there he is planning to go ahead and take out his adenoids too, since he had thought they were a little too large for his age thereby making him a snorer and mouth breather.

Surgery is scheduled for next week and the most painful thing about the procedure is likely to be the fact that we have to be there at 5:45 in the morning. Ouch.

And, because nobody likes posts without pictures.....

can you spot the Dino that doesn't fit??? :)

Orientation....

Really? Time for Kindergarten  already? It's hard to believe that Brennan is headed off to "real" school in just 7 short weeks. We had his orientation this morning and I almost felt guilty for the fact that I didn't feel sad about this milestone. I mean - all of the other (Facebook) parents have lamented their kids heading off to school and I can't help but think no more daycare payments that it's an exciting step towards independence. Shouldn't I be more upset?

I think I am not upset because Brennan is beyond excited. I am excited for him. Rob is excited for no more daycare payments him. Why not embrace it??

When we got to orientation the kids were randomly sorted into 5 groups to take tours of the school while the parents listened to the seminar. When Brennan's color was called (green, YAY EVAN!) he looked at us and said "C'mon!" We told him it was just kids, we weren't coming, and in traditional Brennan fashion he all but skipped up to the front.

That was an eye opener for me.
He is independent.
He doesn't need me.
He would get into a car with a stranger with candy.

I am kidding about the last part (sort of) but it was refreshing to see the lack of fear from  these kids. They don't worry about being accepted or making friends. There is no judging. There aren't cliques yet. Why can't adults be like that??? We could learn a thing or two by watching kindergarteners.

When the orientation was over the kids were sitting at the table in the cafeteria where the parents met them. I saw Brennan and the first thing he said was "Are parents allowed in here???" I think he was fearful of breaking the rules. The kid is an absolute STICKLER for the rules. He was disappointed when I told him that it wasn't his actual first day and that he doesn't start for another 2 months.

"Two months, Mommy?"
"Yup"
"That's not too long"

No. No it isn't. Sigh. I hope I can maintain this composure on the actual first day of school.

all ready to go!

I am now a "cheetah mom." I had hoped to be a cougar mom but that dream left the building a long time ago.

Happy 5th Birthday, Brennan!

Nothing says a party like ten 4-6 year olds running amok with 8 pound bowling balls. Chaos? Nahhh!

Brennan had his birthday party at the bowling alley this year, a departure from his usual pick of Bounce U and all of the kids, save Kylie (natch!), were boys. I think we are entering the age when girls are becoming "yucky" and he leans towards the boys in his class to play with. This was also the first year he made the list of people he wanted to come to his party. It's funny how he now has an actual group of "close" friends. I don't look forward to his group being broken up next year with them all moving to preschool.


Since photos tell a better story than I could you can see the rest below. Some of you know the kids by name since I have referred to them in past conversation so I labeled one of the photos below to put a face to a name. Brennan's closest friends are easily Jacob and Andrew from school; Deven is our neighbor and will be in the same school, and same track thankfully, as Brennan next year. The two of them are great friends and enjoy spending time together on the weekends.