Mommy Reagan & Lincoln have taken Auntie Karen to the Zoo to show her just how much fun they all have there
Generally about Reagan
It is so rare to get through a mealtime without any sort of stress just lately and tonight was no exception Reagan as always refused to eat as she does most nights but tonight I was “instructed” to ignore her. Which I did but it really gets on every one of my nerve endings when I have to sit through her whining and whinging while everybody else tries to eat their meal. Mommy gets upset because every night she creates these beautiful meals that she admits is not her favourite part of cooking, just to be told “I don’t like it” or “I don’t want it” by Reagan who hasn’t even tasted it yet. Every night its the same with very few exceptions and tonight I sat there trying to ignore her and Mommy getting abused (if that sounds too strong of an expression I’m sorry) each time she tries gently to coax Reagan to eat.
Eventually Mommy’s patience give way and she leaves the table to wash Lincoln’s Mine and her own plate leaving me sat next to a still whinging Reagan when I blew…
Shouting at her to “JUST EAT YOUR TEA I AM FED UP WITH HEARING THIS EVERY NIGHT!” as I stormed out of the kitchen.
Yes she had won she had got what she wanted she controlled me and that thought made me feel even worse as I sat trying to regain my composure in the living room. I returned and ignoring her again to pick up Lincoln so we along with Mommy could go and play in the living room while Reagan sat on her own to eat at least some of her tea. She sat in there fo 40 minutes and never touched a morsel but all the while whinging and crying trying to get us to crack, which we did not. If she asks to go for a wee we never refuse and she knows this and asked 3 times in that 40 minute period to go so each time we took her watched as she sat…and did nothing on the potty so ach time she was returned to her chair in the kitchen where she remained until bathtime when we led her upto a pre prepared bath which she got straight into and we proceeded with normal bathtime.
We are at a cross roads with her behaviour right now and we are worried we will make a mistake but something has to change because she is winning the battle with me at meal times and I know she is winning the battle with Mommy when they go out together walking. We sat tonight and discussed a plan of action which sounds good and I will elaberate on in coming blogs but for now I have to find a way to rise above it all and not “BLOW” like this evening.
I have been aware that Nemily was working on a scrapbook for her sister as I have been asked to help on occasion but having now seen the finished product it embarrasses me to even give the impression I helped in the creation of what I can only describe as a piece ART that just so happens to be about our lives. It truly is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen and taking the following photographs could never do justice to how much thought and creative imagination there is or just how much work has gone into every single page.
Your sister has been in tears pouring over every inch of her scrapbook and is certain she has the best sister in the world (although Lincoln disagrees hehehehe) I have looked through it twice and photographed it once and I do not think I have seen half of what you have put into it. You must have spent hours and hours creating it and I just want to say you have made your sister very happy and proud today because she has been gushing to anyone who will listen about what a great sister you are…although I know she knew that before.
Today was Alan’s first day back to work in the new year BOOOO. We missed him terribly:( we did go out though and enjoyed the rain on our faces and fed the ducks, hopefully I’ll get better at the ‘self photos’ of my and the babies out in the world
After going to see the pantomime Cinderella at the Lyceum both children were exhausted and fell asleep very quickly in the car for the journey home. On the way home Reagan was talking in her sleep and saying over and over in a sleepy soft voice
“Cinderella, Cinder….ella…..Cinder……”
I only wish we had captured it on video!
This years Panto at the Lyceum Crewe was Cinderella “ooooh yes it was!” and Lincoln loved it when awake and Reagan REALLY REALLY loved it ALOT!
After spending our Christmas Day at home, for Boxing Day it was off to Nannies house for more food and drink and to meet up with Cousin Abbie Auntie Helen Uncle Andy Auntie Karen and Uncle Karl a rare thing apart from special occasions which is a shame living so close and the fact that it is always so much fun too
With Lincoln being so poorly all we did was make sure he was comfortable and Reagan enjoyed whatever toys she wanted to play with and I made sure non of the Christmas “spirit” was wasted
If you have seen the Christmas morning videos you might not think that there was anything wrong with Lincoln but he just wasn’t himself all morning although non of us could put our finger on what the problem was? We put him in his cot around 10am for a nap and he slept for an hour or so before we woke him up to come an see Nannie who had arrived to spend the day with us. He opened even more presents and played again on his trampoline a little but he just wasn’t right and while we prepared dinner Nannie entertained them both.
We or should I Jamie (Head Chef) Forster had cooked the perfect standing rib roast
Top Chef
Concentrating
Sprouts, a tradition but cooked the american way
We called Nannie and the children to the table and Reagan was there like a shot and Nannie carried Lincoln in from the living room as we plated Reagan’s food up first. A shout came from the living room and we ran to see what the problem was to witness Lincoln being sick ALL OVER NANNIE 🙁 in a panic we rushed to her aid and especially rushed to a poor Lincoln who was now white as snow and looking decidedly ropey. Mommy and Nannie went to clean up upstairs and sort Lincoln out while I stayed with a bemused Reagan and ate our starters eventually joined by Nannie and Mommy with Lincoln looking very sorry for himself.
Ooo Champagne don’t mind if we do, ta very much!
Happy Christmas!
We decided to go and put Lincoln down again to sleep because he was not enjoying us eating in front of him so we could finish our dinner and he could rest. Unfortunately he threw up over Mommy and his bed clothes so that meant the main course was spent in shifts I ate my meal as quickly as I could so I could take over from Jamie who was bathing and then soothing Lincoln to sleep.
The only photo of dinner that has Lincoln in it 🙁
Not a happy camper 🙁
We eventually got him back to sleep and he was a good two and half hours before we woke him and his sister who had also joined him for a nap earlier. He was much brighter but still wanting to just hug Mommy and that pleased Mommy who was so worried.
We worked out that it was probably teeth because his gums and cheeks were really inflamed and swollen and there was a hole in one gum where is incisor was pushing through. So that was our Christmas dinner quite eventful and one to remember or forget whichever way round you look at it. (He woke on Boxing Day morning eating like a locust biscuits toast more biscuits and more toast and anything else he could get his hands on so he was back to himself)
Reagan was so scared to come down stairs because when I said Santa’s been she thought he was sat down stairs ? When the only people sat down stairs were Nemily and Grandma on skype…