When I am forced to rant...

Not that this is entirely relevant to this blog but...

So E! News* reported that one of those Tot/Tiara's moms is having her five-year-old daughter's eyebrows waxed for the pageants. Another mom admitted that the only reason she wanted a girl was to get involved with all of the pageantry.

WTF?!?

Firstly, it pisses me off that these mostly inbred white-trash idiots are able to reproduce while so many good, loving, and SANE people are not able to (easily) have their own biological children. I am becoming more and more fond of the concept of eugenics. I think that intelligence (at least close to bell curve, please) and common sense are two factors that should be requirements before having children. A good friend of ours is a teacher and has often pointed out that we are required to be licensed to drive but any idiot can have a kid. Well said, mon ami.

Secondly...

While both of my girls are gorgeous, I refuse to 1)treat them as adults 2)parade them around like whores, and 3)cause them to have body issues by the age of 5.

PJ and I have been approached in the mall on more than one occasion by those kid model agent companies. I always say no. Two words: 1)Lindsay 2)Lohan.

While children, I believe, can never truly escape peer pressure at school or body/looks-issues due to our glorious media, it's my job to not only protect them as much as possible but to also prepare them and teach them how to deal with the bullshit. Kahaln is only four and she is already very self-conscious. She wants to wear makeup and shoes that have a "heel" (or her four-year-old opinion of what a heel is). She sometimes tells me that she can't wear certain clothes or have her hair a certain way because her friends won't think that she's pretty. That breaks my heart. Kahlan is absolutely gorgeous. She has a beautiful face, perfect hair, and her smile lights up my world. For as much as I try to teach my girls to be confident in themselves, there will always be other people who work to bring them down. The biggest offender is this kid "G" who is always in time out and always in trouble (mostly attention-seeking behaviors). I asked K why she would ever listen to somebody who is always in trouble. I then reminded K why people (particularly as it pertains to other females) say hurtful things - BECAUSE THEY ARE JEALOUS! K is smart, funny, beautiful, and has an awesome sense of humor. Yes, I am biased but I'm sure as hell not wrong.

Yes, I am a momma bear when it comes to Kahlan and Devon. Anybody who tries to bring my babies down had better watch their back. My babies are smart, beautiful, and have huge personalities in their own individual ways. They are a momma's dream-come-true and there's not a single thing that I would change about either of them - tantrums and all.

Kahlan and Devon - this portion of the note is for you. Mommy loves you both so much and is so proud of each of you. You both have brought - and continue to bring - so much love, joy, and happiness into our lives and each life that you have touched. You both have so many people in your corner - you will always know love, support, and respect. You have so many people who will be here for you through all of your trials and tribulations. I love watching you both flourish and I cannot wait to see what each of you decide to be when you grow up. Whether you decide to go to college - or not - or get married - or not- or become mommies yourselves - or not - be a trailblazer or a supporter - I am so proud of you both. I am trying so hard to remind each of you of your value. Never forget just how much you bring to the table.

Never ever forget that you have so many resources and people available to you. Growing up is hard. If you are ever in a situation that you feel you cannot handle yourselves and you do not want to talk to Mom or Dad - don't forget how many people love you. By the time this note will make any sense to you, you'll have friends of your own. However, you also have a huge family - both biological and honorary. You have amazing and accessible grandparents, godparents, aunts and uncles, cousins and, most importantly, you have each other. Aunt Kirsten was physically there when you two were born. Aunt Laurie was at your ultrasound, Dev, when we found out that we were having another little girl. Uncle Doug is beyond amazing and loves you two so much. You should have seen how excited Dan was when he found out that you were coming, K. He was just 12 at the time and couldn't wait to meet you and play with you. This is just a sampling of how many people know you and love you; and there is not enough room to list everybody who deserves to be listed.

You are both incredible little girls and Mommy and Daddy are the lucky ones that you two little angels came into our lives.

*I don't consider E! News to be my most reliable news source; however, I had a steroid shot today and now I am awake and it's on TV.

Wow, it's been awhile!

I can't believe it's been over a month since I posted last. It definitely wasn't due to a lack of activity in the Yaskowski household.

Devon has been proving that she can hold her own. It's funny - K will help herself to Devon's toys. Dev will then crawl over to K's toys and take one. K will look up from what she's doing with Devon's toy and say, "Hey! Devon took one of my toys!" Ah... and so it begins...

Dev will throw her puffs from her highchair and onto the floor. She will then want to get down to eat the puffs off of the floor. K: "Yum! Floor puffs!" God help me if any of our neighbors see our kids eating food off of the floor. While I don't encourage it, at least my floors are regularly cleaned/steamed.

K and I were picking up Dev from school. I make K stand on the sidewalk next to my car while I load Dev into it. After closing Dev's door, I call for K to put down the snow with which she is playing and come over to the car so I can get her situated. "But Mom! I'm playing in the snow!" Me: "K, we have snow at home." K: "I like this snow better."

K was throwing snow at me while I was taking Dev out of the car at home. I hear an evil chuckle... "hehe, Mom - your butt is wet!" Thanks, K...

I was so proud of K during dinner. She ate everything like a champ; and was being such a mommy's helper with Devon. Dev ate a little earlier than the rest of us so she was bored by the time it was our turn to eat. Dev kept on throwing her toys onto the floor; and K would run and pick the toys up for her sister. I love that my big girl is so loving and caring. I am very proud of her!

Ooh, and while we all loved the Avatar: The Last Airbender series, K keeps on trying to water-bend in the shower - thereby splashing mommy a lot.