You Smell!

Yes our boys have reached that age. It is now uncool for Mom and Dad to say “I love you” in a public setting. They might be shunned at school if one of their friends were to hear us express our love for them. Now as they get out the car for baseball, school, or a sleep over they no longer give me a hug from the back seat and say those three words. I’m lucky if I get a “Bye dad” or the male head nod (guys you know what I’m talking about.) They slam the car door, no longer looking back at me as I watch them disappear.

This kind of stung at first, knowing they were reaching that stage where their parents are seen as “uncool,” listen to weird music, hugs are unwanted and Kisses from mom are nearly toxic while in public.

After a little thought I came up with an idea, a code that I could say to them that would express my love for them while maintaining their sense of parental separation. Only they would know what I meant, none of their friends would get it.  “You smell!” I yelled as they left they car. They only turned for a moment shook their head and smiled.  “It means I love you,” and now I can yell it as loud as I want to and only they understand. “You smell too dad.” they laugh back, and I smile. I win this round of the war of coolness.


Playing at the Science Factory

It’s amazing to think that less then a year ago Keira was just learning to stand on her own.  Now she’s doing this:





The Morning Assembly Line

In the past, mornings have consisted of the boys waking up for school at the same time, with Keira waking shortly after, creating a buzzing chaos every morning. With Anthony moving up to middle school this year and taking the earlier bus, the Deeds routine has become a “Morning Assembly Line”:

First thing in the morning, I wake up Anthony, nice and early, just as the sun is changing the clouds to pink. We take Zar Zar, and Titus out for their morning break. Anthony feeds the dogs. I feed Anthony. Anthony brushes teeth and hair and stumbles on to the early bus.

I grab a cup of coffee to take it up to Kirsten, who I’m hoping is in the shower and not running late. I wake up Ethan, run back in to the master bedroom to give Kirsten a morning kiss, before heading downstairs.

I feed Ethan, who in turn feeds the cats and waters the dogs (because that’s how they grow). Ethan jumps in the shower and makes just enough noise to wake the baby. I run upstairs under the pull of Keira’s singing giraffe to change the baby’s butt and get my morning snuggles (she’s such a daddy’s girl). I surprise Kirsten with baby giggles while she is getting ready until she looks at the clock and realizes she’s running late.

Keira and Daddy run downstairs to get Mommy her water, Coffee (it’s capitalized for a reason, folks), a banana and other food items for work. Kirsten runs out the door with a kiss to all as I tell her to drive safely (not slowly, just safely). Ethan tromps downstairs like a heard of elephants, usually with both dogs in tow. He grabs his backpack and heads out the door to the bus stop.

In two minutes, Ethan realizes he forgot his jacket, his lunch, his clarinet, or something else and comes running back towards the house. I hold out his missing item and off he goes. Keira and I watch the bus carry Ethan away from the picture window. I turn towards her and say “alright, little one, time to start OUR day.” She giggles and looks at me with her cute face and says “Daddy, noooo….”

Friday Five (a little different)

Five Signs that our Kids are growing up too0 quickly!

1. Walking: It may only be a few steps at a time without quickly grabbing hold of something, but Keira is up and moving and shows no signs of sitting back down.

2. Humor: Anthony is starting to study and master the fine art of Sarcasm.

3. Reading: Ethan is reading and understanding books way beyond his reading level. He is currently reading “Two Towers” by Tolkien.

4. Food: Keira is more and more interested in eating solids rather than her bottle and she LOVES to feed herself and make a mess for Daddy and Mommy to clean up. She’ll at least try anything you put on her plate. She may slip it to the dogs if she doesn’t like it but she’ll at least try it.

5. Girls!! The boys may not admit it, but I know what’s coming. I’ve been there. Girls come around and their pre-teen brain turns to gooo. People kiss on TV and they are no longer covering their eyes and looking away. They take side ways glances out the corner of their eyes at the Victoria’s Secret catalog before I get a chance to throw it away!

“Tween or Vampire”

Recently the boys have hit some strange changes. As a writer of Ghost stories, I started to wonder…”Are my boys becoming Vampires?!” Only in my mind would this seem rational. However, I was able to rationalize their changes as becoming  “tweens.” These are five warning signs your child might be becoming a Tween or Vampire and how to tell the difference.

1. Aversion to sunlight or Staying up to late – They no longer get up at the crack of dawn. You might even have to wake them so they are not late for school. They now want to stay up later and later. Don’t worry that they might be becoming a vampire, unless they start to sparkle in the sunlight, because apparently that’s what real vampires do. Sorry, I miss the old school vampires that had a little more bite and a little less pretty.

2. Rigor mortis  or The Eye Roll – The eye roll is no longer contained to the eyes. It seems now that the entire head rolls with the eyes like there is some connection that causes the eyes to no longer function independently.  Unless the whites of their eyes have become all black, I wouldn’t worry about this. I think this is done more for dramatic flare to demonstrate their dissatisfaction at some of our adult decisions.

3. They can’t see themselves in a mirror or New Wardrobe and strange uses of clothes – Their desire to define themselves is lost on you! “Have you even looked in the mirror?”, “What are you wearing!”, “Why did you cut holes in socks and put them on your arms”, “Really? You really want me to go out with you looking like that?” – These are all things I have caught myself saying. I don’t mind the new clothes and random styles. Sometimes I just have to remind myself what I was wearing near their age. On the other hand, if you are walking up behind them while they brush their teeth and you literally can’t see them in the mirror, make sure they are brushing behind the fangs. If they can’t see them, they are liable to miss them.

4. Pale Skin or Lack of Sun– All the staying up late, getting up late and staying inside to play video games and you’ve got one pale kido. Cure this by sending them outside to play or read a book as much as you can. Heck, they can take their DS outside if it comes to that. If their skin starts to smoke or smolder, just buy then some SPF 1000’s and some sunglasses.

5. Sharp increase in Hunger or Crazy Metabolism – With all those new hormones playing games with their system and the massive growth spurts, you might be worried that your child seems to each twice as much now. If you aren’t sure, just load all their food with garlic. When they ask why the PB and J has garlic, just tell them it’s good for them. Unless they a following the family mutt around with fork, knife and lobster bib, you should be okay.

So we have made it through the list and apparently our kids aren’t vampires. They are only “Tweens.” Wait, what I am saying? Maybe they are zombies… but I’ll save that for a later post.

Social Media for Moms

Moms on social media have a bad rap. I’m always hearing talk about how moms use Facebook just to catch up with old flames, leading to divorce. Or how about those moms just use social media to blast photos of their children without any content? Yeah, you’ve heard that one before…

Well, darn it. My children are cute!


What people are missing is the relationships and the information being spread around for moms in this social media world of Facebook, Twitter and anything else good that comes along. When the formula recalls took place, many moms in the social media world were already past alerting the news and were instead discussing how to respond before many of my mom friends “in the real world” knew what was going on. Because, seriously, how many moms you know have time to sit and read the newspaper or watch the morning news? And it’s not like a lot of formula vendors were actually looking out for the recalls in a timely manner. And it was the same with the crib recalls, sleep positioner recalls, sling recalls and the backlash AGAINST the sling recalls… I’ve never felt in fear that I’d miss out on important news.

Because I’m connected to a community of moms.

At first, this community was just a lot of faceless moms – People I’d share the latest child picture or share the latest laugh of “kids say the darnest things”. But what grew out of that was a support system and true friendships. When I’m awake at 3 in the morning (yet again!), I can rest assured that there’s probably another mom awake with me to commiserate the lack of sleep. Or if I’m heading into the cold, I can get a quick opinion from five friends – Did I dress my baby warm enough? And the emergency “help! My baby is sick!” Suddenly, I’m being talked down from the ceiling to remain calm and given helpful tips to make her feel better.

And dare I say it? I’ve actually found businesses that have made being a mom just that much easier: a bookstore that’s kid-friendly and open, a work-at-home mom who supplies me with my babywearing habit or the latest fashion in keeping babies warm.

So, Moms – if you’re not taking part in the Social Media world (then how did you find my blog??), you’re missing out!

Conclusion: The Crib Conversion

After getting myself ferociously upset about moving Keira from the cradle to her own crib, the entire event has been very anti-climatic.

Anthony talks to Keira

Night 1: Keira went to bed around 9:30pm and woke up at 6am in the morning. No different than any other night! The only difference for Jason and I is that DADDY WAS ON DUTY!! After almost four months of me being the one to tend to Keira whenever she woke up in the middle of the night, Jason has decided that he’s taking over. I’m not arguing. What that meant for Jason was…. he had a very rough first night. Keira slept beautifully but he kept waking himself up throughout the night, worried he wouldn’t wake up if she started crying. I personally had the best night of sleep I’ve had in a while.

Night 2: Absolutely uneventful. I woke up blinking as the first rays of the sun started streaming in. And heard a little whimper over the baby monitor. I looked at the clock. 7:00. Huh. So, I went and got Keira and brought her back to the bedroom to nurse her. Jason woke up slowly. “So… what time did she get up last night?”

“She didn’t….”

*blink blink*

She’s NEVER slept until 7am before!! It must be the miracle of the crib. Maybe those little butterflies keep her company and she lulls herself back off to sleep….

Mommy snuggles before bed

Night 3: Down at 9am and crying at 5am…. Heeellloooooo pooosplosion. After Jason got her all cleaned up, she still wouldn’t settle down. I came in to nurse her and then rock her back to sleep. She wasn’t having it! I handed her to Jason. Nope – cranky, cranky, cranky! It wasn’t until 6am that we finally got her off to sleep. Ugh. Stupid poosplosion.

So overall, it’s been pretty positive for us. It’s been nice to have my bedroom back. I’ve been watching TV and reading… heck, I’m even blogging in bed as we speak! (With a glass of wine – pardon any spelling errors. ;)) And it seems Keira is ready to be a “big girl” in her own little butterflied bedroom.

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