Project Life 365 – Day 110 – Satisfying

It’s been a long two weeks around here. After Cadence and I returned from our latest roadtrip to Colorado, I immediately started my new job, and Cadence started attending full-day preschool five days a week. It’s been a little challenging getting used to the new schedule, and today I think it just sort of hit all of us.

By mid-morning, we started to notice a bit of the dreaded overtired whine beginning to creep into Cadence’s voice. By 10:00, she was a full-blown whine siren. And by 10:15, we were ready to evacuate to escape the door-slamming, screaming, Chernobyl-size meltown that was taking place right there in our living room.

Those of you who have ever parented a 3-year-old will not be surprised when I tell you that it all started because she asked for milk and I poured it in the wrong cup.

And those of you who know me know that I’m a pretty laidback girl and tend to choose my battles very carefully. When it comes to my child, I’ll be the first to admit that overall, she’s really a pretty great kid. She’s funny, loving, and smart. And most of the time she listens and minds really well. But those few times when she gets overtired and overwhelmed and starts to get surly are enough to drive me crazy because they are just so not like her.

Today was one of those days.

The minute I saw her started to get wound up, I sat her down and calmly explained that she was already drinking out of that cup, and that I was not going to pour her milk into a different cup and dirty it.

The way she reacted, you would have thought I told her that I just killed Santa Claus.

She started hollering and stomping around the house, strewing toys in her wake. I told her to pick them up and that it was obviously time for a nap. And that’s about the time that all hell broke loose and my sweet little girl turned right before my eyes into a screaming, snot-nosed banshee.

Steven and I kept our cool as the fit raged on. There were a few times we even had to stifle our laughter as Cadence put on her best soap opera-style fake sobbing performance. At that point, she didn’t even know why she was mad anymore.

She wanted milk. She wanted juice. She didn’t want juice. She wanted water. She wanted to get her own water. She wanted her pants off. She needed to go pee-pee on the potty. She needed my help to go pee-pee. She didn’t want me to touch her. She didn’t want me to let her go. She didn’t want socks. NO MOMMY DON’T TAKE MY SOCKS! She wanted off the toilet. She didn’t want her pants on. She wanted water. She wanted her shoes on. NO I DON’T WANT TO TAKE A NAP! She wanted me to stay. NO MOMMY LEAVE ME ALONE! She wanted to take a nap. She wanted to go back downstairs. She wanted to go shopping. She wanted her Daddy. She didn’t want her Daddy. She wanted more milk. NO I WANT JUICE!

Around and around and around again.

When it became obvious that Cadence was going to need a little extra motivation to get herself under control, I told her she was going to lose her stuffed animals if she didn’t stop.

She replied by slamming the bathroom door.

It took me less than 2 minutes to clean out her room.

When the fit escalated, I told her next she was going to lose her books if she didn’t stop.

Slam went the door, and she even threw in a kick for good measure.

Steven and I spent the next five minutes emptying her bookshelves.

When she took a look around and realized all she had left was her bed and her clothes hanging in the closet, she knew we meant business, and it suddenly got quiet.

I wiped her tears with a tissue and Steven helped her put her pants back on (Yes, there was eventually a potty break in the midst of all this craziness). I rocked her for a few minutes and quietly explained to her that the reason she lost her books and her animals was because she was being naughty and throwing a tantrum. I also explained that we know she sometimes acts like this when she’s too tired, and that’s why she needed to take a nap. She nodded and rubbed her red eyes.

Steven and I tucked her into bed and gave her kisses and told her that we loved her. She looked at her empty bookshelf and started to cry a little. We told her to go to sleep and that if she could show us that she was a big girl and not throw any more tantrums for the rest of the weekend, we would put everything back.

She woke up two hours later, back to her usual cheerful self. We spent the day shopping, building with blocks, playing with her new Play-Doh kit. We watched some cartoons, ate pizza for dinner, watched some hockey and basketball on TV. And when it was time to go to bed, Cadence didn’t even put up a fuss. All in all, with the exception of this morning’s temporary insanity, it was a pretty good day.

But, for tonight, our guest room has temporarily been taken over by Cadence’s book and stuffed animal collections because I’m a woman of my word and I’m not about to let a three-year-old think that sort of ridiculousness is going to be tolerated. So far, the results have been pretty satisfying. We’ll see how tomorrow goes…


Project Life 365 – Day 108 – Hello

Hello out there!

So, we have this thing we like to do in our house. You know, one of those little family rituals. Sort of an inside joke that is ours and ours alone.

We like to hide, and then jump out and scare the bejesus out of each other.

What can I say? We’re weird. And we like it that way.

Plus, we have a lot of fun. And, in the end, isn’t that what life’s all about anyway?


Project Life 365 – Day 107 – Symmetry

You know what I love about Electra? That little strip of spikey white hair that runs right down the middle of her face and divides it with almost perfect symmetry.

Well…that, and the fact that she has exactly three expressions…mopey, mildly interested (see below), and her holy-shit-I-smell-food-get-out-of-my-way-or-feed-me-now face.

Yeah, this hound is pretty awesome.


Happiness is…

Why hello there friends, family, faceless people who somehow stumbled across my blog on the internet and liked it enough to keep coming back for more. I’ve missed you.

I apologize for another sudden disappearance. Life just goes that way sometimes, doesn’t it? These past couple weeks have been a whirlwind of roadtrips, job interviews, family gatherings, house guests, new schedules, orientations, and a whole lot of feeling like I need to hurry, hurry, hurry and catch up.

I started a new job last Monday. It’s my first full-time, salaried, office gig since Cadence was born. I’ve been so blessed to have the opportunity to stay home with her and freelance this past 3+ years, but when she started preschool and started itching for more stimulus, so did I.

So, I cast a wide net of resumes and waited to see if I would get a good bite. I got a couple. But the best by far was a small local company that offered me a position where I would be able to write and shoot photos full-time, producing newsletters, articles, and various other pieces of copy for companies across the United States.

No, folks, I’m not dreaming. Believe me, I gave myself a few good pinches to make sure.

So, for the past week-and-a-half, I’ve been assimilating back into the workplace–learning the ropes at my new job, learning about my new co-workers, and learning how to juggle a full-time, outside of the house gig with my always supportive husband, a busy 3-year-old, and a dog with separation anxiety.

We’ve had a few ups and downs.

But overall, life is pretty good around here. And now that I feel like I’ve finally got my feet back under me, I’m going to make an honest attempt to catch up with Project Life 365 and get back to blogging regularly.

Wish me luck. We’ll see how it goes.

And for today, I’d like to share an image I captured of Cadence over the weekend. In light of the recent tragedy in Boston, and all the other suffering that happens in this world on a daily basis, this picture really got me thinking…


To a child, happiness is as simple as a new butterfly net and a little sunshine on a Saturday afternoon. I’m a firm believer that if we, as adults, could recapture a bit of our own childlike innocence and learn to appreciate the small blessings and simple pleasures, that this big world of ours would be a much different place.

So, do what you can to keep your own light shining, and make a point to spread it around a little, because happiness is contagious, and we could all use a little more.

Project Life 365 – Day 93 – Skyline

Well hello Denver. We meet again. Second roadtrip here in 2 months. I think I should start charging some sort of fee for bringing my awesomeness to town so frequently.


Project Life 365 – Day 92 – You Today

Stayed up too late. The dog and the kiddo got up too early. Coffee wore off, so it was time for a nap. I had to fight Electra for the prime spot on the couch in the patch of sun, but we got it figured out.

So, this was me today, having a little quality nap time with my favorite hound. Ah, now this is the life…


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