Hannah

Sep. 18th, 2009 08:51 pm
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Last year when we went to Disney World and Hannah went to visit Tinker Bell, she was told that her fairy talent is "Hiding Fairy".  Today during dinner, we talked about Hannah's hiding talent to which Hannah responded:  "I am not a Hiding Fairy.  My special fairy talents are - I am cute, I am adorable, and I walk really fast."

Hannah

Sep. 10th, 2009 09:56 pm
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Conversation today at dinner:

Adam: Hannah, so who are you sitting next to in school?
Hannah: A smelly boy who sneezes at me!  Sneezy Smelly Boy!

School

Sep. 9th, 2009 04:17 pm
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So they are back home from their first day at school.

Hannah was all upset when I talked to her because she did not get to play as much as she played at pre-K.  She is still reconciling that this is a real school and is more serious then last year.  Otherwise she was all happy and she saw a girl she went to pre-K with who is not in her class, but for some reason came to Hannah's class twice today.

Becky, who was hysterical and scared of the second grade greeted me with the following: "Mrs. Beggins is the best teacher ever, she is so nice, she reads a story to class everyday and there is no homework till Monday!"

After that they both hang up on my justifying it by saying that they need to get ready for their play date.  Sabrina arranged another play date for them with another au pair who watches two girls same ages are Becky and Hannah.  Becky also seems to like the older girl there, which is always a plus.  According to Sabrina, they are both into fashion and arts and craft and the other au pair told Sabrina that that girl also has hard time making friends. 

They don't know it yet, but they are getting cake and flowers tonight!
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Вот и кончилось лето.  Вернее, официально оно кончится 20 Сентября, но т.к. школа наконец начнётся в Среду, через день, то можно считать что уже осень.  Пытаюсь подвести какие-то итоги это-го лета, и результаты какие-то очень сумбурные.  Было очень много хорошего, достаточно разного так-себе, а так-же всякое Г (с большой буквы!) что врагу не пожелаешь.  Среды дожидаемся с нетерпением. 

Ханна идёт в К-класс и очень по этому поводу рада - такая видите-ль большая, но переживает что она там в новой школе заблудится, не найдёт свой класс, и постоянно спрашивает Бешку или она ей будет помогать всё находить там.  Сегодня собрали все её школьные причиндалы в новый рюкзак и ребёнок на 7-м небе от счастья. 

Бека очень переживает по поводу 2-го класса - почему-то она решила что учится писать прописью тяжело и она этого не осилит, и периодически закатывает истерики по этому поводу.  Слёзно просит что-бы ей помогали делать домашку и не оставили в беде когда начнёт учить пропись.  Не знаю откуда у неё взялась эта боязнь прописьи, но это началось ещё в Апреле.  Мы даже договаривались в начале летних каникул что если она будет практиковать чтение и письмо летом во время каникул то ей будет легче когда начнётся второй класс, но её хватило на одну неделю прежде чем всё чтение было заброшено и к письму заставить её подойти так и не удалось. У Беки правда есть привычка с начала падать на задницу, а потом всё получается.  1-й класс она закончила на отлично с довольно высоким уровнем чтения.  Вчера, Лана услышав как Бешка читает, сказала что её Джордан читает намного хуже, а они одного возраста и обе идут во 2-й класс.  Ну в общем время покажет.

В дополнение к школе начинаются всякие кружки.  Сегодня у Бешки была первая тренировка её команды по футболу.  Ханушкина тренировка в четверг.  Потом в воскресенье у них парад а потом первые игры.  Вчера ходили покупать им всякие причиндалы (кроссовки с шипами, мячи, и т.д.)  Всё естественно розовое до не-могу.  В добавок, мы их ещё наверно запишем на уроки плаванья, если подойдёт по расписанию.  Плюс, мы в поисках Еврейской Школы.  Что-то мы никак разобраться не может с ней.  В консервативной синагоге нам сказали что школа начинается с 7-ми лет.  В реформиской - с 8-ми.  В том Хабаде который возле нас - школы нет вообще, но зато она есть в Хабаде который 35-40 минут езды от нас, мотаться туда совсем не хочется.  Ну в общем будем посмотреть с этой школой.  Может отложим на следующий год.

Love is...

Jul. 29th, 2009 09:45 am
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Becky finding a perfect heart-shaped shell on the beach and giving it to Adam and me "because you two love each other so much and I love you both".
 
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While Hannah and I were cuddling:

Me: Hanny, how did you get to be so cute?
Hannah: Sabrina tought me.
Me: Whad did Sabrina teach you?
H: How to make my bed and clean my room.
Me: Do you like Sabrina?
H: <very enthusiastically> Yes!
Me: What do you like about her?
H:  I like that she calls me her baby and pick me up upside down.
Me: Hanny, who is your favorite au pair?
H: Sabrna! <after a pause> And Alla.
Me: What do you like about Alla?
H:  She is skinny like me and she speaks Russian.
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June 11th cannot get here soon enough. That is when our new au pair is coming. I need my children back home after school where I can dictate what, when, and how my children do and what they eat. 

 

Becky is in after school program. Overall it is good. They do homework there. They play outside or in the gym. She is always sweaty and tired from active play when I pick her up, which is great. However, they also provide a snack (included as part of the program). Typical snack is a apple juice and a bag of either Doritos or Pretzels or some other chips/candies.  How’s that a snack? How is that supposed to give kids nutrition and energy?

 

Hannah spends afternoons at her school-friend’s house. Great for me since Hannah know the family, likes these kids, loves her perpetual play date, and has fun after school. Bad, because that family’s idea of after school snack is either McDonalds kids meal, chips, candies, or some other junk like that, plus sugary drinks. 

 

The worst part is that I cannot do anything about this in either Becky’s or Hannah’s case. Yes, I pay money for both arrangements, but I cannot change after school program and I cannot dictate to Hannah’s friend family what to feed her. Even though I am paying for this through the nose, they are doing me a favor after all. 

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Съездили в Вашингтон.  О поездке есть два интересных впечатления.

Первое:  Почему два взрослых человека могут прекрасно поместиться на полуторной кровати, а две маленькие мартышки на кровати такого же размера поместиться не могут?  Всю ночь только и было слышно:

Ханна, убери с меня свои ноги!
Бека, отдай мою подушку!
Мама, Ханна меня трогает!
Бека, ты на моей стороне!
Ханна, не трогай одеяло!
Мама, я хочу пить (писать, петь, кушать, плясать - нужное на данный момент подчеркни)!
Мама, Бека забрала всё одеяло!
Мама, Ханна врёт!
Папа, Бека врёт, смотри у меня нет одеяла! (сказала Ханна важно заворачиваясь в одеяло)
Ханна, это мой медведь, не трогай!
Бека, почему мой Иа на твоей подушки?
Подвинься!  Я кому говорю - подвинься!
Мама, она не двигается!

Ну и так дальше...

Второе:  Как родители-воспитатели мы конечно-же некчомныe.  Чем мы только не угрожали детворе за плохое поведение, ничего не работало.  Угрозы были примерно такого типа:

Если вы сейчас не замолчите, вы будете идти до Вашингтона пешком! (сказано Адамом за 3 часа езды до места назначения)
Больше никогда не буду вас кормить, изверги! (сказано мной за полчаса до обеда)
Если вы не перестанете драться, сниму с вас платья и будете голые ходить (сказано мной посреди музея космонавтики, у меня там явно фантазия разыгралась)
Пей медленно и жуй аккуратно а то всё заберу (сказано много раз по адресу обоих дитятей)
Если ты сейчас же не сходишь в туалет, то больше туалета сегодня не будет (огрызнулся Адам)
Всё, я так больше не могу - Ханна будет дальше ехать на крыше машины! (опять Адам когда они продолжали драться в машине)
Если вы сейчас же не уснёте, будете спать в машине (почему то ожидаемой реакции эта угроза не вызвала и они качали решать кто из них будет спать на крыше а кто внутри машины)

А теперь спрашивается - эффективные мы родители или нет?

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Вчера у Беки была бэйсбольная игра.  Ну что вам сказать про способности моего ребёнка.  Мяч ударить битой у нас не получается совсем.  А когда её поставили охранять 1-й бэйс, то вместо того что бы ловить мячик, она подбирала с земли горсти грязи и зачем-то растирала её на своём животе.  В результате на её белой форменной футболки весь перёд стал жёлто-серый.  В конце концов она очнулась, побежала за мячом, подобрала его и прибежала обратно.  Счастья было....  И за все эти старания была её очередь получить "командный мяч" подписаный её тренером.  Сегодня она этот мяч гордо понесла в школу показывать друзьям.

А что делала Ханна в это время?  Ханна, в розовых брюках, белой кофточке, и розовой куртке, села на большую кучу смеси грязи с песком и очень заинтересованно там ковырялась - сначала палочкой, пором камушком, а потом и руками.  После этого ковыряния она начала подбирать и кидать мелкие камни за забор.

Пока я их привезла домой и забросила в ванну под душ мартышки мои были ну прямо как два чумазика-трубочиста.

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On Saturday, I took Becky for a hair cut.  She was very proud of getting a big kid hair cut” “Just like on ‘What Not to Wear’, Mommy!”  Becky, in a very polite and grown up fashion explained to this hairdresser from SupperCuts what kind of cut she wants.  She asked for bangs and to have about 3 inches of lengths cut off.   When all was said and done, Becky was very happy.  She is especially proud of her new bangs, she never had them before, and proudly adds them to all her self-portraits.   

 

Hannah apparently felt a bit left out after Becky’s bragging about the hair cut.  In any case, on Sunday morning, we were getting dressed and ready go (to Brooklyn to pick our shower for the bathroom), and Hannah came to me asking to put bows in her hair.  I have spend time brushing her hair and putting bows in.  All the while I kept thinking that something is wrong but could not figure out what.  2 hours later, while were having lunch in the restaurant in Brooklyn and Hannah was sitting across the table from me, I finally saw it.  SHE CUT OFF HER BANGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  COMPLETELY!!!!!!!!!!!! DOWN TO THE STUBBLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   The entire front portion of her hair is gone.  In addition, she seriously butchered her hair on the sides and behind the ears.  So today, I took her to have her hair cut.  She ended up with a cute little bob and now looks like a little doll.  Her bangs will have to grow out. 

Hannah

Apr. 30th, 2009 11:38 am
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Hannah had one of her cute moments.........She is to be picked up from school by her classmate's father today.  We left her booster seat in school for her to use when she gets picked up. Her teacher asked to leave the booster in the hall, so Hannah twice went out to tell it "Hello seat, don't be scared all alone" and "You're a brave seat"
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Yesterday, I took Becky to her first classical music concert. She exceeded my highest expectation. Although I planned to leave after the first half during the intermission, as I did not think she would even last that long, her first words once the intermission started were: “Mommy, I don’t want to go home yet. I want to hear the piano.” So we stayed. She was a bit restless during the second half, but she behaved herself really well. I did not even have to shoosh her once.  We listened to the Mendelssohn’s Symphony No. 3 and Beethoven’s Piano Concerto No. 5. Becky told me later that while listening to the Symphony she was imagining that it was the music from the Cinderella’s wedding to her prince charming and at various times when music changed it was the arrival of guests at the wedding. One particularly cheery and fast excerpt of music, she attributed to the arrival of Aurora (Sleeping Beauty). 

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I am so glad this week is over and the new week will start.  This has been one of the craziest, logistically difficult, tiring weeks lately. 

Girls were home on school break.  Between, our au pair, Adam, and myself we needed to cover all hours of the week to make sure someone is home with kids.  Normally, it is not such a problem, except that our au pair takes classes in college when kids are school and her Spring break was during the previous week.  In addition, she is in school 4 days a week instead of 2 days a week, so we needed to cover extra days, and that did not work out.  Au pair ended up missing two days of school this week. 

Although girls were not in school, they were fully booked and scheduled for the whole week - 3 days they had activities in the local library.  2 track practices, 1 baseball practice, 1 playdate that lasted 5 hours instead of the planned 2.5 hours, a Mets baseball game that Adam took Becky to see, a birthday party to attend, and we will finish off this week with a classical music concert I will take Becky to see.  Plus Sveta with Zacky are coming over on Sunday for the day and we will be going shopping.  No rest for the weary. 

The result of the craziness is such that we are looking for the new au pair now.  Every single thing that this au pair could have done wrong this week - she did, in addition to our constant struggle with her to follow through with the things she needs to get done.  As much as I like her for the type of person that she is, she should have never been an au pair.  On Friday, we talked and she was the one who suggested that I should look for someone else.  She will stick around until I find someone and then she will go home.  She does not even want to finish her year which ends in the middle of September.  Oh well, you live and learn.  I just hope that I will strike gold at some point and find an au pair that will work out. 

In addition, the load at work is starting to pick up, so I will need to juggle the work with an inadequate au pair and basically micromanage her for the remainder of her stay with us, look for the new au pair, and stay on top of kids activities.  Wish me luck.

Becky

Apr. 2nd, 2009 11:07 am
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Becky's track practice starts next week.  Coach sent out email saying that all athletes should come wearing sneakers and sweats. 

This morning:
Adam: Becky, you will need to wear sweat pants and sweatshirt next week for your track.  And we will get you new sneakers this weekend.
Becky:  NO!  I want to wear pretty tights and a skort!
Adam: But Becky, this is what coach said you should wear.
Becky: But I won't be pretty then.  *starts crying over the lost prettiness of her outfit*
Adam:  And when you have competitions, you will have to wear uniform that coach gives you.
Becky:  And what if I don't like the color?  I want a pink uniform!

She is such a diva.
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Recently Becky discovered that things cost money and got freaked out about it.  This past Sunday, we were watching TV and the commercial for Blackberries came on.  Immediately Becky tells me that she wants a pink blackberry and then in the same breath asks me what is blackberry and why does it look so much like a phone.  After I tell her that it is a kind of a phone that does other things like email, she immediately starts crinkling her nose – a sign of a thought process.  After a brief pause for thought, comes at me with this monologue, which started slow, but was getting faster and louder as the reality of life was hitting her.

 

“Mom, you are paying $200 for the phone and blackberry?  When you had a blackberry you were paying $100 for blackberry and you also pay $100 for the phone.  OMG, Mom.  That is a lot of money.  You don’t have blackberry now because you did not want to be paying $100 for it?  Of course not, you still have the phone.  So you are paying $100 every 30 days?  EVERY 30 DAYS?!?!?!?  I don’t want a blackberry. I don’t want to pay $100 for it.  I don’t want the phone. I don’t want to be paying $100 every 30 days.  I will never have the phone.  EVER!  OK, mom?  I won’t be paying $100 every 30 days.  NO!” 

 

Well, at least she is starting to understand money and that they don’t grow on trees.  Wait till she finds out we pay for electricity and water.  She might decided to go off the grid altogether. 

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This morning, Becky discovered that she has another wiggling tooth.  So now, with two wiggling teeth in her mouth, I give her a hug, and tell her that Tooth Fairy will be very busy with her soon.

Becky asked me how much money the Tooth Fair will bring her to which I respond with "$2, like last time".  Becky immediately informed me that some Tooth Fairies bring $20 for each tooth.  Apparently, there is a boy in her class, who's Tooth Fairy is just that generous.  

I am just glad that she decided that there are different Tooth Fairies and not that this one Tooth Fairy is cheapening out on her.  

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У меня ребёнок помешан на зайчиках.  Любой образ длинно-ухого приводит малую в дикий восторг.  Сколько у нас этих самых плюшевых косых, я уже потеряла счёт.

Вчера взяла малых в доллоравый магазин где им было разрешено выбрать две какие угодно штуки каждой - это же сколько счастья у детей за $2.  Ну, Ханна, конечно нашла ещё одного плюшевого Степашку и его-же, но в шоколадном варианте.  Тут же начались выпрашивания съесть всего шоколадного Степашку - а он большой.  Ну она со мной договорилась что мол съест только его голову сегодня, а остальное завтра.   Почему голову?  Потому что она хочет его кушать и целовать в одно и тоже время.   Ага, все себе это мысленно представили?

Пришли домой, ребёнок берёт зайца, отламывает ему голову, и ходит по дому и целует это-го самого, покалеченного, да так пылко и практически в засос, что у зайца всё лицо расплылось по Ханне, и естественно по всему к чему Ханна дотронулась - дверь, полка, стул, Бека, я, новый плюшевый косой, несколько старых плюшевых косых, и т.д.  Пока я её спаймала и умыла, пришлось мыть пол дома. 

Вот так сильно мы любим зайчиков.

My child is obsessed with bunnies. Any kind of bunny shape starts brings her the joy only a chocoholic in Godiva store can understand. And I cannot even tell you how many stuffed bunnies we have in the house.

 

Yesterday, I took girls to the dollar store where they were told they can pick out two things eat – or the amount of joy you can buy for $2 is unreal. Anyhow, Hannah found another stuffed bunny and a chocolate bunny and immediately started begging me to eat the chocolate bunny. The bunny was way too big to eat at once, so she compromised with me. She agreed to eat only bunny’s head and save the rest for tomorrow. Why head, you ask? So that she can eat bunny and kiss him at the same time. OK, I will wait while you picturing this. Pictured? Ok, moving on.

 

We get home, Hannah takes her chocolate bunny, rips his head off, and is walking around the house with the invalid bunny and French kissing him. She was so earnest in her love for bunny, that her kisses resulted in Hannah being covered by melted chocolate, and consequently everything else she touched – door, shelf, chair, Becky, me, new stuffed bunny, a few old stuffed bunnies, etc. By the time I got a hold of Hannah and cleaned her, half the house needed to be cleaned.

 

And that how much we love bunnies at our house.

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Старшая ребёнoчка сегодня приготовила себе яичницу на завтрак  совершено самостоятельно.  Я только включила газ и потом лопаткой перевернула яичницу на другую сторону.  Она внимательно смотрела как я орудую лопаткой и сказала что завтра будет переворачивать сама.  Вот так и подрастаем!

Older child today prepared her breakfast omelet entirely by herself.  I only turned on gas and then flipped the omelet with the spatula.  She was following my expert movements with the spatula and said that tomorrow she will be flipping her omelet herself.  And this is how kids are growing!

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I was expecting Becky to get sick since last Friday.  She has been supper tired and lethargic starting Friday morning (slept till 8:20am instead of usual 6:30am), did not eat her lunch in school, did not snack after school, and then slept the whole afternoon after school till 6pm.  Then the same on Saturday and Sunday, although she was better on Sunday, but her tiredness did not go away until yesterday (Tuesday).  So now it seems that she is fine, did not get sick or anything, although I still don't know what made her so tired for 4 days.

Hannah on the other hand seemed perfectly fine the whole time.  But, then yesterday evening while eating dinner she complained that her throat hurt when she was swallowing.  I checked and her throat did not seem to be read and she did not have any other symptoms.  So at first I thought she was just tying to get out of eating dinner.  However, after going to bed at normal time, Hannah woke up around 10pm naked, crying, and completely congested.  I know for a fact that two hours earlier when I tucked her in bed, she were pajamas. Anyhow, a decongestant, a new pajama, and a bunch of hugs later, Hannah went back to bed.  At 3:27am she came to visit me saying that she had a nightmare again, but went back to bad without any problems.  Then this morning, she woke up with 101 fever.  A tylenol and a short nap later, she is feeling a bit better, although she still have a fever. 

So now the fun part:  I am home with her this morning until Tania comes home from school around 12:30pm and then I will go to work.  Tomorrow Hannah has no school, so I will have to be home with her in the morning again, until Tania comes home from school, and then on Friday, Hannah has a school trip to the circus, so I will not be at work again in the morning.  As understanding as my boss is, I am just not sure how much she like me taking 3 morning off in the row.  I did tell her about taking Friday morning off before as that was a planned school trip, but today and tomorrow was not really planned. 

Pinocchio

Mar. 17th, 2009 08:45 am
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On Saturday, we got the new disk of Pinocchio that was just released by Disney. Girls were all supper excited; couldn’t wait till our semi-traditional Saturday family movie night. 

 

We all snuggled on the couch, figured out the logistics of blanket sharing, and started the movie. Not even a third of the movie in, they both get scared. They were scared of the fox and how Pinocchio got locked in the bird cage, and just generally scared. 

 

As a result, Hannah has been waking up with nightmares every single night since then. For four night now, she has come to our room in the middle of the night saying that she had nightmare. And believe me when I tell you, Hannah has “pathetic” patented. That little, squeaky, barely audible, almost crying voice at 3:30 in the morning is not fun a little scary. She usually requires to be taken back to bed and tucked in to her blanket. Then she is back to sleep. I however, have to climb back upstairs, and spend the rest of the night staring into the ceiling.  

 

This morning, Hannah came to me with her nightmare at 5 am. My alarm is due to go off at 6 am and as usual I went to bed late last night. The bad mommy that I am I told her to go back to bed and wait for me, but I never made it out of bed. I think I just fell back asleep because the next thing I remember is my alarm blasting into my ear.

 

I hope this stops soon. I talked to Hannah this morning and we talked about how Pinocchio escapes the bird case and the bad fox and returns back to his father and becomes a real boy. Some how Hannah did not seem convinced and thus I am expecting a visitor in the middle of the night again, tonight.

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