G is for GENIUS! 

 

Now I have your attention, huh? Okay let's face it... we all think our kids are pretty grand. Well, not all the time of course... but we are proud of them for their accomplishments; we love to see your little prodigy master new skills and retain new knowledge. Heck, some days I'm just thrilled to not have to send my sweet darling to time-out!! But, I'm also really excited that Grace Anne knows her alphabet and loves pointing out upper and lower case letters-- or as she calls the lower case letters-- "baby letters". I love that she makes all kinds of animal noises and sings non-stop. I love all the time we have with her (Kris has a lot of flexibility and gets to spend a lot of time with her too). I love hearing her say "I love you, Mommy" or "I love you, Daddy" or even "Love you, Brewski" (which, in the case of Brewski, its a one way street most days). I love that she says 'please' and 'thank you.' We are so lucky to have our sweet little family and I'm very thankful I made the decision to stay home and help our little girl grow up!

We just got back from an awesome trip to visit my aunt and extended family in Tennessee/Kentucky. It was a great trip... Grace Anne truly is a natural traveler. I was so proud of her for staying with me in the airports since I decided to check the stroller. I was so glad she could pull her own suitcase of toys-- her "HooHoo Case" which is what she calls her owl suitcase. I'm also beginning to think I may be able to train her to be a pretty darn good shopper... In a 48 hour span we covered 4 malls (and all that entails), 9 baby boutiques in several different little towns, 1 Target, 3 TJ Maxx, and 1 Home Goods... She was great. Of course she had her moments but she spent a lot of time in the car and shopping! She never once had a potty accident (she's only had like 4 since the week after we potty trained!! ((I must say.. 4 accidents in the first 2 months of being potty trained isn't bad! I probably over exaggerated how bad potty training was going to be... but that first week did stink))

It was so great to see family and of course SHOP, but I'm really looking forward being back on a semi schedule!!

P is for Potty.

Okay so we didn't really do a letter this week because learning to go to the big girl potty was enough of a lesson! I just want to state for the record that I did NOT want to potty train. I was dreading it... avoiding it like the plague. I was willing to pay someone or let Grace Anne wear diapers until Kindergarten.. college even. This is the one thing as a "Mommy" that I really didn't want to do. I waited as long as I could and realized I should give it a whirl. We are in town for a little while and she seemed "ready" by the expert's standards. 

So here is the thing... when you start talking or thinking about potty training you discover 1. there are 400 methods and 2. everyone has an opinion (again.. unsolicited advice.. great). One popular method is the 3-Day Potty Training. Crazy, right? The thought of staying at home 3 days in a row was nauseating to me! I may be a S.A.H.M but I wasn't meant to literally stay at home! I found a 1-Day plan on pinterest and I knew right away that was too good to be true. So I read the 3-Day book and decided that'd be a good jump start. I knew that it wouldn't be perfect but tried to plan on following the rules... which for the most part we did.. I think. 

We started on Memorial Day.. cookouts, pool, beach.. no thanks we will lock ourselves in our house and stare at our 2 1/2 year old waiting on any indication that she needs to go potty... while also avoiding accidents etc. Doesn't that sound fun? So Kris and I did just that. It was miserable in every way possible. At one point, I texted a few of my really good friends and told them I'd rather go through child birth than potty train-- at least you have the option to be drugged. The thing is.. she did really great. She had like 2 accidents the first day. She stayed dry through her nap and she started realizing she needed to potty -- she caught on and was doing pretty good. (Even though she asked for "diapees" a few times) The second day she did well too... and the third. The only problem we are facing is the "poop issue." (yes, I said poop.. its a blog about a 2 year old-- it's unavoidable). The first day she did it all by herself and told us when she was done. Since then its been a struggle! But, at least she isn't going in her panties because I'm not so sure I could handle much of that! I've determined that the most miserable part is being under house arrest (I actually left for about 1 hour on Day 2 and Day 3-- Thanks Daddy-o for helping me maintain my sanity!!). I don't like the feeling of being trapped. I also don't like that the convenience of diapers is gone.. but I'll be glad to not have to change them.. and even happier to not have to buy them!!! 

 

Today (Day 4) -- we are going to venture out. Here's to hoping the success continues!

This is me...

Yes, I will admit.. I'm a horrible housewife! I'm pretty sarcastic... about 100% of the time and I'm a darn good shopper!

The Kepleys Will TRAVEL!

So all along we have had this motto that we will travel. I think my parents cursed me with the travel bug long ago.. it's very contagious and Kris has been viciously infected as well. We just got back from California (San Diego to LA) and here are a few pictures to give you an idea of how great this trip was..!!!

Where does time go?

It's really just crazy. I sit down for two minutes and think "I should blog" and then does it ever happen.. clearly not.. don't even answer or rub it in. I used to have quite the following.. okay.. another lie. But, I'm going to try to fill the family and friends that do care in on occasion. (you've heard it before.. I know I know but my aspirations have been lowered-- notice I said "on occassion"

See this is the thing.. when Grace Anne was a baby I:
1. got tons of unsolicited advice that I ranted about..
2. I loved each cue and smile so much I wanted to tell the world.. my blog world (as it turns out 50%-75% of the time no one really cared.. or maybe they did but she was a baby baby then)
3. Prior to age 1 she was basically imobile. yes, she could crawl.. but no walking, running, climbing, jumping, marching, etc.
The new dynamic... now I just hear other moms brag, complain, judge, and do other things to create drama (which Kris so lovingly calls "Mama Drama"). There are still those who offer advice.. and I'm sure I'm guilty of it at times too.. but I'm a veteran mama now.. she's almost 2 1/2! haha As far as telling the world her every move-- well that is much harder to do when she's talking, walking, running, jumping, laughing, eating, smiling, whining, singing, dancing simultaneously! Which do I pick to tell about.. gosh knows I don't have the time to explain every last thing she does! And, finally.. that brings me to the third reason (or excuse).. mobility creates dictates our lives--she is always on the go. Okay, so there ya go.. did my excuses make any impact?

**One disclaimer, I'm not writing these details in any attempt to brag or nominate myself for Mom of the Year**

Grace Anne is full of energy! She's eager to learn and very active. AND, has a mind of her own!! She's Miss Independent I must say, I've loved every stage but we have a really fun stage. In the beginning of last August more and more "T" stuff appeared in our house. She quickly inquired "What's that?" and we told her "T"... as she started to ask "What's that?" more and more. She knew all upper case letters (by recognition) prior to her 2nd birthday. I thought that was normal.. maybe not? Since this accomplishment she's become a sponge... Obviously she is our first.. our one and only.. and this is all new to us.

When it comes to playing.. she loves puzzles. We have several wood/peg/cut out puzzles and she dumps the pieces out and puts them back in-- reciting the colors and letters. She's so proud of herself when she gets them right or puts it back together... (fingers crossed this continues.. ).
She also spends a lot of time playing in her kitchen... handing Kris and I every last play kitchen item she owns. It's funny watching her pick up one item, bringing it to one of us and saying "here Mommy..." or "here Daddy..." before running back to get the one item for the other person. It's always one item at a time.. so this is a long process. She adores hats and dressing up! She wears those loud Cinderella plastic shoes on a daily basis. Loves getting clothes and shoes in the mail (thank goodness because I LOVE buying them and I have to buy everything online -- Corpus shopping stinks) She also loves her babies, but she's mentioned Barbies a few times lately- she only has one! (kinda weird to hear Barbie talk because I don't encourage Barbies-- I was a baby doll girl) But, that being said-- she loves Minnie Mouse, swinging, trains, cars, Beauty and the Beast, balls,her "bike", jumping on the trampoline and building with blocks too!
She also loves to read books. At night we now line up along the couch. Brewski gets the chair... then it's Kris, Grace Anne, and I. Grace Anne distributes books to each of us. I always read mine aloud so she can possibly get something out of it. She pretends to read her's but usually becomes consumed in mine. Kris usually pretends to read his silently because if he isn't looking at the books she's sure to redirect his attention to the pages between his fingers. She means business!

She loves painting, crafts, and has started to like cooking. The cooking thing is funny but a challenge. I don't like people in my kitchen when I cook so her presence often leads to chaoticness! But, we usually survive with no burnt meals or body parts! (She insists on wearing an apron and says "Help you, I help you")

Finally, the proudest moment I've faced as a mother... Target. Grace Anne loves Target. We were in the Target shopping center the other day but I had no intentions of going to Target... but she kept saying Target. I drove by Target and she went nuts. I asked her "Do you want to go Target?" and she said "YEAH! Tarrrrrget" so of course.. how could I say no to that?! Last night I wanted to go to Target and when I asked "Grace Anne do you want to go to Target?" she quickly abandoned her toys and said "Mommy.. Target!! Let's go!" I hope she's always my little shopper!!