Movies

Here are some quick movies of Cam.

This one is nothing overly exciting, but I love watching her get so serious over coloring. She loves to color, glue, paint and stamp anytime she can. We dedicate this to Aunt Linda. :) My favorite part of this movie is when I tell her it's a neat art project and she says "Yep. Sure is."




Here's another one of her messing with the computer. Aahh! Kind of looks like she knows what she's doing! That child will know more about computers by age 5 than I will ever know in my lifetime probably. Being tech-savvy is a must for this generation. I hear from people at work that their 9 and 10 year olds are asking for cell phones. Wonder how old Cam will be when she asks for her first (working) phone. I know she already observes how important cell phones are to both me and Craig. We always have them with us. She flips them open, will hit a bunch of buttons and gab away. She's even taken a picture on her own with my camera. She, of course, prefers to use Craig's or my phone because they light up and make noise.



And finally, this is about a month old, but I absolutely love watching this video. It's Cam and Charlotte interacting together. Now that Charlotte is talking more I think Cam will see her less as a baby and more just like her. By the way, Charlotte loves crocs. She's wearing Cam's crocs in the video. :) Charlotte, every time Camryn sees this she points out that you're wearing her crocs.

Update (with pictures this time)

Way overdue on updates. Not that I'm obligated to, but so many things happen each day, I hate not to stop and document a few of them.

Go Wolves!
Well, the Wolves are now 6-0. Last week they were ranked 3rd in the Missouri AP poll and 1st in the Mo Sports poll for Class 5 schools! We play Warrenton on Friday, which should be another easy win. BUT, Craig had a dream early in the season that Warrenton beat Timberland. Noooooooooo! I just hope something crazy doesn't happen and it comes true. So, I'm not counting this game in the win column until I see the result.

Camryn has been a true fan this year. Although, the more we go to, the more antsy she gets. Last week, we sat right next to the band, and she danced and clapped the entire first half. Home games are better for her. Seems like there's more action to catch her attention when you're on the home side vs. the visiting bleachers.

The Wolves two biggest fans. :)

Cam likes to go stand in the "O's" that she finds on the field after the game.
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Garage Sale Woes & Bows
This past Saturday was our subdivision garage sale. We did so well, we decided to do it again this week. Just kidding about the doing well part. We found out afterwards that it was annual garage sale day in Wentzville and there was some book published that said where all fo the sales were. Well, we're technically not in Wentzville, so didn't know about the book, and figure that's where all of our customers were. (Hopefully!) Some of us are going to try again on Saturday since everything is priced anyway. I figure I'll open for a few hours only. I'll be running this one alone, and won't be able to man it 100% of the time while I'm getting Camryn dressed and taking her in for potty breaks.

I decided to make those cute boutique hair bows for Camryn that sell for like $10 each and realized I would have a lot of ribbon left over, so I made a bunch and tried to sell them (very inexpensively) at the garage sale. I figured if they didn't sell, no big deal. I know lots of people with little girls and they will make great gifts!! But I'll give it another whirl this weekend and see if I have any more takers.

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The Missing Cell Phone

Last Saturday I misplaced my phone. I knew I had it on Friday night at home and I didn't go anywhere all day, so knew it had to be around. I kept calling to hear the ring, but no luck. I asked Cam while we were eating dinner if she knew where my phone was. And without skipping a beat, she immediately said "I threw it away." So, I've never caught her fibbing intentionally, and she said it so matter-of-factly that I was torn on if I should believe her.

"Which trash can Camryn?"

"That one," and she pointed to the kitchen trash can.

"Why did you do that?" There's no way she would have thrown away my phone. She knows that it doesn't belong there; and has never teased me about doing that before.

"I don't know."

"What color was it?"

"Purple."

Ah-ha! More doubt began entering my mind that she was fibbing. My phone is maroon, but still not a far cry from purple (even though she knows the difference between purple and red). I looked at Craig and he was just smiling and said "I'm just waiting to see what you're going to do." Rationally, I kept thinking I would have heard it ring when I called the phone. But then I got to thinking what if she hit the off button while she was playing with it. So, I rolled up my sleeves and removed each piece of trash until I got to the very bottom and realized my phone was not in there. ugh!

I found it later in Craig's car. Not sure how it got there, but it was there. Nice one Camryn. Score one for you. I'll get you back. :)

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Back to hanging out with the 2 year olds
So Cam's school has a new director. And prior to her arriving they had moved Camryn up to the threes. Her teacher was very energetic and very supportive and committed to getting Cam ALL-the-way potty trained. Camryn was learning how to spell her name and the days of the week and lots of neat things that the 2 year olds don't get to do yet in that room. (She was singing a song last night after bath time and saying the days of the week. I didn't pay attention to the words, until Craig pointed out that she was rattling off (in order) the days. I can't believe she knows that. I tell her things like "we're going to daddy's ball game on Friday" and "It's Wednesday! That means the gymbus is coming to school!" Now I think she might know what that means because she can understand the order of the days. )

Well, they decided to move her back due to space issues, so I've been very vocal about making sure she doesn't get bored. I like the teachers just fine. They're sweet girls and very good to Camryn. But they're also more used to kids in diapers, so I'm not sure they'll work as hard to help potty train her. She's supposed to be in underwear all the time and after an accident yesterday, came home in a pull up. We'll see.

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Speaking of Potty Training

Against every moral fiber, I decided to try rewarding her with two M&Ms if she went on the toilet (not pee. She has that one down pat.) The three year old teacher was committed to working with me and she said it actually would help all of the kids because they would see what kind of incentive others got when they did the right thing. Well, like I said, she moved down to the twos, so I don't know how they'll handle that. I've asked them to try. AND, what's worse, is Camryn still doesn't seem to care. I guess the first day, she cried when the teacher told her she wouldn't get M&Ms that day (after she had an accident). Well, she's moved on. Now when she has an accident she looks at me and says "No M-m-Ms today" and goes on with her day. I wonder if she would have stayed in the 3 year old room, if her teacher could have been influential with those and the other kids.

I've bought a book that a friend recommended. I'll see what they suggest and see if anything works. Because NOW, I'm out of ideas. And I know what you're thinking. She'll get it. She'll do it when she's ready. But I'm convinced she's ready, and it's a control thing with her. So I need to figure out how to get her interested in wanting to do the right thing.

Quotable quotes by Camryn Collins

No pics this week, but wanted to share a few funny things I've heard Camryn say over the past week, and then I'll provide context around them.


"That's my left booger?"
I'm teaching Camryn the difference between her right and left (hands, feet, eyebrows, ears, butt cheeks, whatever.). We were walking into a restaurant the other night and she had a nice crusty booger hanging from her nose. So, I did the mom thing and brushed it off with my hand. She looked at me and said "That's my left booger, mommy?" She was correct. Ha, ha!


"Bugs eat my meat?"
Last Friday we were at Craig's came and she was asking me questions about what was underneath the bleachers. I told her she didn't want to go down there because she would get really dirty and the bugs were so bad there that they would nibble on her legs. She grabbed her legs and looked at me and said "why not?" (she means "why?" but for some reason asks "why not?" all of the time). I told her the bugs would want to bite her legs because she has sweet meat. So she said "Bugs eat my meat?" So sweet.


"I turn light on. It's not problem."
This really doesn't need an explanation. I just thought it was funny that she added that it wasn't a problem. I didn't ask her to turn the lights on to begin with, but she offered to take care of it anyway because it must not have been out of her way to do so. It clearly wasn't a problem. Ha!

Saint Louis Art Fair

For the last 10 years I've gone to the St. Louis Art Fair with Aunt Linda, and since Craig is usually busy this time of year, we've brought along Camryn the last three. She's seemed to enjoy each year a little more. Here she is at her first art fair.

This year she was old enough to participate in the crafts they have for the kids. She loved it. She painted a t-shirt, made a water-color butterfly, a picture frame, a butterfly mask and an African mask. Aunt Linda was in heaven. It is her mission to make sure she's exposed to the arts since she thinks Craig and I are all math and science. Cam has loved to draw since she could hold a pen in her hands and connect it to the paper.

What a masterpiece!!

On another note, Craig's team is now 2-0. They won on Friday night. Go Wolves!

Football Weekend

Go Wolves!

Craig's first game of the season was Friday night at Duchesne. And they pulled off a nice win to kick off the year!

Camryn couldn’t stand the wait until “daddy’s ball game” last night. Craig's been gone a lot lately and I've been telling her he's at football practice, working with the football players. Earlier in the week we started talking about the football game on Friday. So when I woke her up Friday morning, it was the first thing she mentioned when she woke up. “I go ball game mommy.” We got her all decked out in Timberland duds, and she kept telling me she had her “ball game” shirt on and her “ball game” barrettes.

We got there early and she was able to watch the cheerleaders practice and Craig had a few seconds to come over and give her a quick hug.

We stayed until the end. Final score was 41-14. Camryn did pretty good. We had both sets of grandparents, Aunt Linda and me to play defense if she tried anything crazy. She was great about clapping when the crowd or cheerleaders clapped. She even got to run out onto the field afterwards. Very sweet.

Here's where she spent a majority of the game. Playing with her pa-pas. She did the same thing last year. Carl even took her for a half-time walk just like last year.

Go Tigers!
Becky, a college girlfriend scored tickets (well, actually, her husband Chris did, who says he pukes a little each time he hears M-I-Z...Z-O-U, but I'm not so sure because he subjects himself to a lot of Tiger sports). They gave us four and also invited our other friend Emily and her husband Jeremy. I have not seen Emily since about 2 weeks before Camryn was born so I was so eager to see her! Becky has moved to town this summer and it's been great to see her more often. We met near the dome before the game to tailgate a bit.

With our four tickets, Chris and Jessie came along. Chris missed his connecting flight coming home from Alabama, so Carl was Jessie's date. They came with us to tailgate.

Jeff popped over from where he was tailgating to say hello.

View from our seats. Ha, ha! We knew we were in nose bleed seats, but we were in the very last row. The very top. We were above the lights for the dome. And yes, we were technically on the Illinois side, but our section was about half and half so thankfully we weren't the only fans rooting for the winning team. Walking into the dome was absolutely amazing. It was so deafening to hear the crowd yell M-I-Z...Z-O-U. You could look straight up and see people taking escalators up to their seats. They were looking down at the crowd still coming in and yelling the M-I-Z part. Really amazing!

Here's Chris, Becky's husband. So, he's a big KU fan. He and Becky get tickets for every MU/KU contest they can. So, he was kind of rooting for Illinois since he doesn't like MU. So why is he wearing yellow, you might ask? According to him it's not MU yellow. Whatever. He just can't make up his mind. Here's proof positive. He's wearing a Budweiser necklace, and drinking Miller Lite. (OK, that's a coincidence, but thought it was ironic how he can't pick a team. Ha, ha!)

Hula hoopin' fool!

I don't know if I've picked up a hula hoop since Play Day in elementary school. I was the three time 1st place winner in the event, thank you very much. Anyway, we had an End of Summer Luau at work to lift up everyone's mood, and I thought I'd give it a whirl. Guess who won the hula hoop contest? There were a lot of jealous watchers as they all witnessed my unknown talent.

Personality traits

Personality traits are so interesting to me. I've heard on multiple occassions how they differ from from first born and middle children to youngest. It can impact your job, your earning power, who you marry, etc. Here's a recent list I've seen.

First borns: Smarter (Sorry Jon & Jeff, but you know it's true!), better educated, parental favorites, conformists, hard working, bossy
Middle children: Less decisive, peacekeeprs, less connected to family, more mysterious
Youngest children: More adventurous, more agreeable, funnier, pampered, spoiled

One thing I think is missing from the first-born's list is attention to detail (or anal retentive). I'm that way, although have slacked off more since Cam's been around. But Camryn. Wow! She's so detailed. If a door or drawer is open, it must be closed. When she covers up her dollies, the blanket must be smoothed out just so. When she plays with a toy, it's always the same way. I'll try to mix things up a bit just to keep her creative juices flowing, but she doesn't care for that much.

She has this toy that's like paper dolls, but you dress them up in the bath and they stick to the wall. They have a variety of outfits and she likes to display them all. Not one piece must be missing from her display and if one does happen to be gone, she knows exactly which piece is missing. Yikes! She may be worse than I am.


The sad thing is, I'm her worst enemy and she doesn't even know why yet. While I've become a lot more laid back than I used to be I still have a need to check things off my list and she does to. Many times we're just not working from the same list!

Since this is a family blog, I don't want to forget about Craig. One that immediately comes to mind is his procrastination (not typical of a first born, by the way). I'll admit that I've always had a bit of that in me too, but he was finally busted by the law the other day for procrastinating too long. His license plates were due in January. The funniest part is he works 2 miles from home, and the officer that pulled him over was on the school campus. He had actually put the renewal papers in his car, and planned to go that day, which is the one and only reason he was let go with a warning. The new plates were on his car that night.

by the way...

If you're reading this please say a little prayer for me. For the last 2 months I've known there's a possibility that my job could be eliminated. The company is going through a reorganization and the chief marketing officer and other senior executives have been trying to determine how best to structure the marketing folks. They can't seem to make up their mind, and so we've been waiting to find out if we have jobs or not. Mine is in jeapordy just due to the fact that if we organize a certain way, I'm in a redundant position. The crappiest part of all is that while we wait, these senior people are taking a trip to Hawaii for a week. It's an annual trip given to the top sales people, so this decision gets placed on hold. It's just crappy timing. We're supposed to find out in early September.

Lack of posting

So, I've been a slacker on posting. Any spare time we've had has been on the couch watching the Olympics. Probably another reason I'm tired every day. We stay up watching these events and look at the clock and think "oh crap! it's 11:00 already". Ah well. It only comes around every 4 years.

In the absence of photos, I thought I'd share a funny story. (Yes, mom, it is funny.) So, one day earlier this summer we were at the neighborhood swimming pool and Cam had come out of the water for a snack. I was sitting on a lawn chair next to a couple of neighbors where Camryn joined us. As with many 2 year olds, she has developed a magnet in her finger that goes straight to her nose.

I read in one of the many parenting magazines a long time ago that there are multiple ways to handle this, but when push came to shove I needed to pick my battles. This is a habit that is gross, I'll give you that. But there are worst things she could do, like strip down in public, scream at the top of her lungs in a restaurant, throw food on the floor, rub poop on the wall, etc. No, she doesn't do these things, but prevention is key. She does have a whining problem. I'd rather focus on nipping that in the bud and worry about the nose picking later.

Back to the story and the finger in the nose...so my neighbor, Julie looked at Cam and told her that a snail was going to bite her finger off if she wasn't careful. Camryn's finger immediately came down and she stared at Julie trying to figure out if this was real. This is one of the most random things I've heard, but I jumped on that puppy. In fact she asks about the snail at least once a day. I catch her occassionally with the finger hunting around her nostrils, but tell her "you never know when the snail is going to bite. Do you want this to be the time? Be careful!"

Fast forward to this past Friday when we went shopping with mom and dad. Mom and Camryn were looking at a mannequin, and all of a sudden Camryn tells me the lady is missing a finger. I didn't think anything of it until the next morning when that was the first thing she mentioned when she woke up. She was concerned about this poor, faceless, woman without her index finger. I had an "ah-ha!" moment on Saturday morning. "Cam, you know why her finger is missing, don't you?" She didn't, but had been searching for a logical answer. "She was picking her nose and the snail got her." And that was it. That's all I heard this past weekend. "Mommy, that lady!" or "Snail bite lady finger off?" This morning she placed her finger right next to her nose and looked at me with a goofy smirk. It didn't go in her nose, so I know what she was thinking. I just wander what she tells the other kids at school. If her teacher hears it, she might blow my cover. Maybe I'll clue her in too. :)

That's all for now.

For anyone keeping track, here is a potty training update, nearly 2 months in: Camryn is back in pull ups (sorry Dr. Polito!) because she hasn't learned to tell us when she needs to go. It seems to bother her that she can't wear her big girl panties, so hoping that will be her something to work toward. Stay tuned...

Lights, Camera, Action...Wiggles!

We took Camryn out of school early and changed into her fancy dress and pig tails for her first concert...The Wiggles! They only come through St. Louis every so often on tour, so when mom told me they were coming to town, we grabbed tickets. We met mom and Linda early and had a fun dinner at Hard Rock Cafe downtown before we walked over to the concert.

When we got there, mom was asking Cam where the Wiggles were and Camryn kept yelling "Where are you Wiggles?" (the movie is a bit dark, but you can hear what she's saying)

Mom said I bet Jeff (the Wiggle dressed in a purple shirt) will fall asleep sometime during the show. And this dad in front of us, without turning around, just said "You can count on it! There's no way we can get through the show without having to yell 'Wake up Jeff!' " (I've always wondered why they have a narcoleptic character in the group, and laugh at all ridiculous songs about Jeff being asleep, so this was funny to me.) Later the same dad bought his son a plush red guitar (like the one Murray, the red Wiggle uses) and figuring he spent a small fortune on it told him he had to wear it all night. Halfway through the show, mom and I glanced over and the kid had put it around the dad's neck! Ha, ha! Guess he needed to get his money's worth out of it somehow.

Anyway, if I can take a moment to critique the performances. Stink-o-rama! Yet, completely entertaining. Especially with Camryn doing her thing. But I just sat there and laughed to myself thinking how much money these people must make for not having to be perfect at their performance. If they screwed up their choreography, the kids won't know. And who cares what the parent's think? They're just there for the smiles on their kids faces.

And that's the truth! I would have paid $1000 to see that look on Camryn's face when The Wiggles came out on stage. I was almost in tears just watching how excited she was. It was a 90 minute show and she danced almost all of it. They sang her favorites "Rock-a-bye Your Bear" and "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star." And lots more. She did all of the motions to the songs she knew. So cute! On the way home she told us that was "fun." She also got a Big Red Car wand that lights up and she wanted to make sure we all had a chance to hold it during the performance. She held that thing all the way home, and all the way up to bed.

This morning when we got to school, her teacher asked her how she liked seeing The Wiggles and Camryn just turned around to me and smiled. I'm guessing that means she had a good time.