To my babies on their third birthday,
I didn’t think I’d be having any more kids after Isa and Gabi. And then your daddy came into my life. And I thought, ok, MAYBE one more. Maybe…
Little did I know then, that we would be doubly blessed.
Born less than a year after the death of your great grandmothers on both sides, you girls have their strong and spunky spirits in you, as well as their names
. You’ve made our family complete and have brought us such joy.
A day doesn’t go by where we aren’t amazed by the things you say and do. You bring happiness to all around you.
Happy birthday, Ema and Sara. You are so loved.
Disclaimer: GigaSavvy has invited me and my family to experience Camp Spooky at Knott’s Berry Farm. No other compensation has been given. All opinions are my own.
One of my favorite things to do in Southern California is visit Knott’s Berry Farm. The theme park has grown over the years from the early days of my childhood when my grandparents would pick us up and take us there for delicious chicken dinners and a walk through the ghost town.
We’ve been fortunate to visit Camp Spooky over the past couple of years as a family and always have a great time! Halloween fun for the little ones. Making memories that they will carry with them as well.
This year, I’m especially excited because the twins are a little older and will get to experience it on a different level than when they were babies. I can’t wait for their reactions and see them sing and dance along with the Charlie Brown’s Spooktacular.
KNOTT’S CAMP SNOOPY TRANSFORMS INTO CAMP SPOOKY WEEKENDS IN OCTOBER
Buena Park, Ca – Weekends in October, Knott’s Berry Farm invites you and your family to join in on the Halloween fun in Camp Spooky. This daytime, non-scare celebration, of cheer rather than fear, is the social event of the season with shows, activities and of course, trick-or-treating all geared for kids ages 3-11.
Kids can take part in “Snoopy’s Costume Contest” and show off their costume as they join the affable group of monsters, and the PEANUTS characters, in a spirited procession through Camp Spooky.
In the Camp Spooky Theatre “Charlie Brown’s Spooktacular Show”, will have you singing and dancing in the aisles to all your favorite Halloween tunes. Kids of all ages can explore the wacky hijinks of the Monster Factory, a fun interactive maze where the little ones create the things that go bump in the night.
Also included with theme park admission, your little ghost, goblin or monster can fill their complimentary goodie bag with sweet treats given out at the five Trick-or-Treating locations in Camp Spooky. At the “Creepy Crawly Critter Cave” Knott’s park naturalists will amaze with slithery, slimy, creepy, crawly critters.
The whole family will enjoy “Scary Stories at the Lodge” where master story tellers will spin the craziest, creepiest, silliest tales this side of the “Great Pumpkin Patch”. And what goes better with a story than a delicious cookie that you can decorate yourself at the “Kooky Cookie Painting.”(Small fee applies)
Camp Spooky runs weekends October 5-27 and is included with regular park admission. Knott’s Berry Farm Theme Park operating hours are 10:00 am to 5:30 pm. For more information on all the exciting things that are going on at Knott’s Berry Farm, call (714) 220-5200 or visit us online at www.knotts.com.
– KNOTT’S 2013 –
A table for six with two high chairs please.
“Mom, can I have a milkshake?”
Sure. Order the Jr. Shake. (I realize afterward it would have been wiser to order one regular shake and split it between the two of them.)
A couple of burgers and sandwiches are ordered. Twins are given goldfish to appease them until their meals arrive.
Ok, girls. We brought you here for a FAMILY MEETING.
Their heads snap to attention and their eyes get big.
We’ve never done this before. This must be serious.
We need to talk about the way you have been behaving toward us and each other. We are a family. A family that needs to show each other respect.
We can’t have you yelling at each other. Or talking back to us. The eye rolling, feet stomping, door slamming, hitting, biting, all of that… it stops NOW.
You are already grounded for two weeks. You’ve lost privileges. That is non negotiable. It’s done.
Here’s the thing.
WE. DON’T. LIKE. IT. EITHER!
We don’t like it when you are grounded. We don’t like to have to ground you. But we can’t have you acting like the rules don’t matter. You have responsibilities around the house. You have responsibilities with your school work. And you have responsibilities as our children and as sisters. You can’t go around treating everyone around you like garbage.
If things continue the way they are, we won’t be taking you to soccer and drama and girl scouts.
You might even have to change schools.
Their eyes get even bigger and their lips start to move in protest.
So let’s talk about how you’re going to change things so you can continue to do the fun things. So you don’t keep getting grounded. Let’s set the standards. What are you going to change?
I have no idea if it’s going to work. But I had the crazy idea of Family Meeting to take place at a neutral location of Denny’s. Where we could command attention. Where there would be no talking back, yelling, or stomping off to their bedrooms. I think we might continue having them down the line.
The last few days have been better. Not perfect, of course. But the standards are set.
Heaven help us raising these girls. We’re just doing the best we can.
Sometimes I get the feeling that I’m doing it wrong.
All my life, I knew I wanted to be a mother. And don’t misunderstand, I love it. But, you know how people always say that it gets better once you get past whatever stage they’re in? Teething, Not sleeping through the night, potty training, terrible twos, and on and on. The next stage is always hard too!
I ask my mom, What the hell? These kids!
And she laughs. Because she knows!
The talking back, yelling, slamming doors. Oh, and my favorite, “FINE!” stomping off in the other direction.
Not me, them. (Ok, maybe me. Once.)
I’m just trying to do what I think is best here and sometimes, I just don’t know. It’s all so frustrating! Why can’t they just do what they’re supposed to?
Because, they’re kids, Lex. I tell myself.
They’re trying to push limits. They don’t naturally just do what they’re supposed to, they do what they feel like doing.
They get distracted.
They make mistakes.
They get emotional.
They test their limits.
They’re little humans, not robots.
But man, I wish they had a reset button sometimes.
I think we all could use a reset button, actually. Mine would instantly place me in a warm bubbling jacuzzi tub with a glass of wine in my hand.
It’s a dance. A death defying balancing act between indulgence and discipline. Many times, I feel like we teeter too close to the edge. And back to school time is always a huge adjustment.
I’m their mom. I want to do things for them. I want to take care of them. It’s my job to nurture them.
At the same time, I AM their mom. It’s my job to raise them so that they learn to take care of themselves. And become responsible for themselves. And that means they need to have consequences for not doing their part.
Lately, it’s been especially tricky.
“I hate you!” “It’s not fair!” “I should just live somewhere else!” “Leave me alone!” “It’s MY life!” “But, MOM!” “It’s not my fault!” “I didn’t do it!”
The glares. The silent treatments. The crossed arms and stomping feet. The new one, the chest out aggressive motion as though she’s going to punch.
The lectures. The groundings. The extra chores. The taking of privileges.
Where’s the damn reset button?