Monday, January 30, 2012

MJ's First Outing

On Saturday Mallory was 11 days old.
The sun was shining and Auntie Leah was awake before noon.
We seized the day and ventured to Red Arrow Park.


Considering it was 2 years ago the last time Jo was on skates, she did remarkably well.
CoCo, on the other hand, had trouble keeping her feet underneath her.
Dad and Auntie Leah tried to assist Cokes. 
Mom and MJ were rink-side spectators. 

After skating we headed over to Great Grandpa1i's and Grandma Jo's house. Mallory met her great-grandparents and we all feasted on pizza and cheesey bread.
(Sorry about the sideways photo - blogger is having an issue with photo uploads.)

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Welcome Home, Mallory Joan!


 Mallory Joan made her debut at 7:01pm on Jan. 17th. She weighed in at 6lbs. 3oz, measured 18.5 inches long. All the medical staff commented that she has a perfectly round head.

 A very proud Dad holds mintues old MJ. Under that cap she's hiding plenty of dark hair (just like Dad).

The sisters' first meeting at the hospital. Do you think Jo is happy? CoCo wants us all to leave the hospital already and come home.

Home Sweet Home - Sunday morning bonding with the Glafcke sisters.

Tuesday, January 03, 2012

Introducing "Motor Teresa"


A few weeks ago Jo came home with a binder from school. Inside we found "Motor Teresa" (pictured above with Jo), information about the parish's Salt & Light program, along with pictures and reflections from other 5k families.

Salt and Light is part of the school parish's faith formation which encourages families to embark on community service projects. The projects promote Catholic Stewardship, or living out a commitment to be Christ-centered rather than self-centered.

One of the service projects suggested in the binder was: attend mass at a parish with a different ethnic background than our own. Motor Teresa would come with us as we learned how children in another community praise and worship.

Since Uncle Adam has special ties to St. Patrick's and Our Lady of Guadalupe parishes in the Walker's Point neighborhood of Milwaukee (he was their youth minister a few years back), we emailed him. Uncle Adam suggested we attend one of the Spanish language masses with a children's mandolin choir. We planned to attend the Sunday evening mass at St. Patrick's on New Year's Day.

Sunday evening we picked up Uncle Adam on our way downtown. The five of us slipped into a pew near the back of church, among several other families with young children. Fr. Jose Moreno presided over the mass in Spanish and an enthusiastic children's choir led the congregation in song.

Jo could hear the children playing maracas, tambourine, guitar and keyboard. CoCo said she wanted to sing with "the little ones up front." Matt joined in reciting some of the prayers in Spanish, remembering them from his days in the Dominican Republic.

After mass we talked about the decorations inside the church. Jo noticed the designs painted on the ceiling. We explained that a long time ago immigrants from Ireland lived in this neighborhood. They named the church St. Patrick and decorated it with Irish designs. Now, immigrants from Mexico and Puerto Rico live in the neighborhood. These people speak Spanish, which is why the Sunday evening mass is in Spanish.

Since we were in the neighborhood, we made a stop at El Rey supermarket. Because January 1st is the Feast of Mary, the bakery didn't make any churros. Still, we had fun picking out fresh apples, strawberries, jicama, tortillas, pineapple juice and cream of coconut. Uncle Adam explained to the girls about veladoras, the special prayer candles with pictures of Jesus, Mary and saints.



Monday morning we sat at the kitchen table to write up a report about our experience to add to the Motor Teresa binder. Jo recounted going to mass with Uncle Adam, hearing people speak in Spanish, talking to Fr. Jose after mass and seeing the Irish designs painted inside the church. Both girls said they want to go back to St. Patrick's. Only this time, they want to sit up front near the children's choir.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

A very Christmas weekend

It was a Christmas without any snow, but plenty of Christmas cheer.


Friday we went to Little Gram and Pop Pop TG's house to decorate their tree, play with Uncle Andrew and enjoy a cozy Christmas dinner.


Coryn couldn't wait to try out her new scooter. Saturday morning she and Jo made a few laps around the basement. That evening we went to Great Grandpa and Grandma Jo's house for Christmas Eve dinner with Grammy BB, Pop Pop TM and Uncle Adam.

 Christmas morning Dad woke early with Jo and Cokes and got them dressed in their Christmas dresses. The girls opened gifts to each other first. Jo gave CoCo a "sisters" necklace and CoCo gave Jo wood beaded bracelets. The girls gave us ornaments they had made at school.



The remainder of Christmas day was at GG's house. The girls had a ball playing with cousins and new dolls. Those who brought walking shoes, bundled up after dinner for a walk down to the lakefront.
And last but not least, we may have discovered the best reward for keeping thumbs out of the mouth - Leapsters! The girls each received their own, but are only allowed to play with it after keeping their thumbs out overnight.

Christmas caroling



All the practicing paid off.

Jo sang religious songs with her class at the evening school Christmas concert,
"Anam Cara, Come Jesus"
(anam cara is Gaelic for soul friend.)




On the last day before Christmas break, both girls listened and watched the older students put on Las Posadas, a re-enactment of Joseph and Mary looking for a place to spend the night in Bethlehem. Then Coryn's class sang Christmas songs, corralled their parents to do The Reindeer Pokey and shared cookies and hot cocoa.

That same afternoon I volunteered to supervise Jo's 5k class for a couple hours so her teacher could enjoy a special Christmas party for faculty. During that time, Jo's class ate lunch, went out for recess, decorated Christmas cookies and watched a Berenstain Bears video. Let's just say I was in dire need of a nap when my time in charge was up. The experience certainly gave me a greater appreciation for kindergarten teachers.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Gooooo Marquette!


Thanks to Uncle Adam, Jo got a free ticket to the Marquette basketball game. She and Matt had a special outing this afternoon to cheer on our favorite team. Something tells me today is just the tip of the iceberg for many Daddy-Daughter outings to come.

CoCo and I stayed home. We're resting up to fend off sniffles and sore throats. Ice cream is helping.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Dear Baby, We are ready when you are

House is decorated for Christmas.
Fudge and cookies have been made.
Newborn clothing, burp cloths, and baby blankets are clean.
Cradle is set up.
Infant car seat and baby swing are waiting in the wings.
Pantry is fully stocked.
Hospital bag is packed.

So Baby, when are you going to show up?

Deck the Halls


Last Monday night the girls set out their slippers by the fireplace for St. Nick. Tuesday morning they found them filled with sparkly headbands, vanilla lip smackers and hershey kisses (aka "rain drop candy" according to Cokes). St. Nick made the mistake of leaving fruit snacks as well, which were promptly turned over to Dad because they were "too hard and chewy."


Saturday afternoon we took Matt's truck a mile up the road to pick out our Christmas tree. Boots and beads were worn for the occasion.

We put the tree up in the sunroom and the girls hung the ornaments on the branches. Matt helped CoCo place the angel on top.

Sunday morning the girls were slightly disappointed that there were not any presents under the tree. But that didn't last long.

Jo decided they would pretend they were living in the forest. They packed up backpacks with their favorite toys and spread blankets and pillows to make beds.

Who needs cartoons when you can camp out in a magical Christmas forest?

Friday, December 02, 2011

Back to the drawing board

Nearly three weeks ago CoCo stopped stucking her thumb. Cold turkey.

Truth be told, I bribed her.
Knowing Uncle Andrew was coming to town for Thanksgiving, I told the girls Uncle Andrew wanted to take them to see a movie at the theater. The catch was, they could only go if they quit sucking their thumbs.

As soon as I spelled out the deal, Coryn quit. No more popping in the thumb on a car ride, when she was upset or even to fall asleep at nap and bedtime. Sure, she was a bit more irritable and whiney because she didn't have her automatic soothe reflex to fall back on, but at least she was holding fast to keeping her thumb out.

Jo, on the other hand, was trying to quit, but having trouble. More often than not, I'd catch Jo with a thumb in her mouth and have to remind her about the movie deal. CoCo would chastise her big sister saying, "I don't suck my thumb anymore. That's for babies."

While Uncle Andrew was in town for Thanksgiving we went to see the new Muppet movie at Mayfair. The girls aren't really familiar with the Muppet characters, but the song and dance routines quickly won them over.

We brought Jo along for the movie, even though she hadn't completely quit. I didn't have the heart to take CoCo and not Jo (I know that was bad on my part).

Uncle Andrew came up with the idea of making a star chart for Jo. Pop Pop TG helped her draw ten boxes on a piece of paper. She could fill one box for every whole day and night she kept her thumb out. Once she had 10 stars Jo could pick a special outing of her own. That was last weekend. So far she has two stars.

This week, out of the blue CoCo started up again with sucking her thumb. In the car, to fall asleep or when she wasn't getting her way. I was utterly shocked. It had been two solid weeks of no thumb sucking for Cokes. I thought we had conquered the beast.

Me: Why are you sucking your thumb?!?!
Coryn: Mom, we already saw the movie with Uncle Andrew.