tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91059024234809446772024-02-07T05:44:11.397-08:00Piglets - Our adventures in parenthoodMissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.comBlogger278125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-64297104421139541312013-05-04T06:43:00.001-07:002013-05-04T06:47:17.264-07:00Blah blah blah...
I'm just going to jump right in. Forget the "I'm sorry I was so busy raising three pigs..." line (excuses, excuses). We're just going to go for it. Okay? Okay.
Highlights from our year (because, I know, I know, it's BEEN a year).
We finally completed renovations and moved into our new house! Our forever house. It had better be forever because I am never doing another renovation MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-37556394402795427242012-04-23T11:58:00.004-07:002012-04-23T14:34:47.243-07:00Awkward...!You guys. I'm such a yo-yo blogger. I'm back.I'm gone.I'm back!I'm a slacker.I'm back.I'm annoying as hell. But guess what -- I'm going to try my hand at this again. Hang onto your yoga pants my compatriots, Miss MVK is re-entering the blogosphere. For the third, fourth, fifth...hopefully not the last time. Where to start? How about a little update on how we are all faring here at Maison Piglets?MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-66059935268802698932011-08-30T03:01:00.000-07:002011-08-30T06:27:24.418-07:00Return of the Mack.Arguably the best song ever written, don't you agree? It's also my new blog anthem. It might even be the title of my new blog. Do you like this picture of me? Am I smising (tell me Tyra, AM I?)? Look at me, getting all ahead of myself. First things first. I have news.Guess what? I'm pregnant! I'm alive!I'm back! Okay, so the first statement is a flat-out lie. (Mr. K, if you're reading this, MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-57401380469963085622011-01-18T18:41:00.000-08:002011-01-18T21:21:37.343-08:00To be or not to be -- a Chinese mother.When I read this WSJ op ed piece, I was completely flabbergasted. It enraged me. It made me cringe. It made me think. If you haven't read it, you might consider reading it, especially because the rest of the post is not going to make much, if any sense otherwise. Then again, perhaps I never make much sense anyway.After reading the article, I started reflecting on my childhood. As a child, I MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-81183600388507336862011-01-10T03:28:00.000-08:002011-01-10T12:36:34.808-08:00BirthdaysIf you have followed my blog for awhile, you'll know that I throw elaborate birthday parties for Piglet. And this year, the Twinks will have a big bash of their own. And by elaborate, I do not mean "real housewives of some rich place" but rather "stay at home mom hearts Paper Source." My friends always tell me that they don't know how I do it. They are exhausted even at the thought. Mr. K MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-62640692877413121452010-12-19T18:51:00.001-08:002010-12-30T20:18:04.824-08:00We'll I'll be...*I wrote this post a few weeks ago, but then the puke and poo fest started, so I just now got a chance to complete it! Playing catch up is such a FUN game.I would have to say perhaps my most infamous blog entry was this one. People *still* talk to me about it and I don't mind. In fact, when Mr. K and reminisce about things, it always comes up and we always laugh our heads off. So this year forMissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-85255826834685697032010-11-29T10:58:00.001-08:002010-12-01T19:46:08.586-08:00Say cheese!I know, I know. I've been a little stingy with the photos lately. Everytime I write a blog entry with just one photo or (gasp) no pictures, I can feel you all getting a little more disgruntled. A little more disappointed. As if to say "You never write, you never call and now you don't even post pictures of the Piglets! I'm going to hit 'unfollow!' Don't think I won't!" So to make up for my MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-56110224830004189712010-11-14T20:16:00.001-08:002010-11-29T10:36:15.518-08:00It all adds up.Mr. K and I have been a little under the weather for the past week. We had the same symptoms, which of course means I was congested and had a headache and Mr. K asked me to have the priest come administer last rites. Twice.And he isn't even Catholic. Apparently being on the brink of death makes him religious. Anyway, this means we have been laying low as much as we can with three children MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-56057041568082579542010-11-08T09:39:00.001-08:002010-11-08T10:02:15.226-08:00Decision 2010You will be able to infer, based on the video below that I won we chose a school for Piglet.He will be at this school for one year and possibly three until we transfer him to a school that absolutely "dazzled" Mr. K. I'll introduce you to that school in another post. For now, we are settled!MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-86028825254628130042010-10-30T09:44:00.000-07:002010-10-30T15:55:31.438-07:00TouringMr. K and I have been touring schools for Piglet for several weeks now. We are leaning heavily towards a language immersion program and with this in mind, our breakfast conversation with Piglet goes something like this:Me: Piglet, can you say cwahssan (croissant)?Piglet: Cwahssan!!! Me: Piglet, can you say fromage? Piglet: Fromage! Mr. K: Piglet, can you say "I am speaking a dead European MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-60904104880254727572010-10-09T10:51:00.000-07:002010-10-14T10:34:30.097-07:00Oh Reality, surely you jest.Okay. Where did we leave off? Oh I KNOW. I was about to embark on a sunny, dream vacation to celebrate my 20th friendaversary with my BFF. And let me tell you, it was awesome! The best part? We discovered that we are perfect travel companions. Which is HUGE. You know how sometimes you are great friends with someone and then you go on vacation with them and you suddenly discover 1,000 annoying MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-11307119511842314652010-09-28T20:29:00.001-07:002010-10-01T01:14:11.355-07:00So, if you're the jealous type...You should skip this post. Seriously.Because it's gonna smart to read this one. A little. Okay, maybe a lot. Especially if you have small children and are short on sleep.Because my husband is all kinds of awesome sometimes.And as I mentioned before, last year for my birthday, he told me to go away.Without. The. Kids. For FIVE days!Not one to argue (ahem), I'm going. TODAY!And -- the best part?MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-83255389987354947382010-09-27T00:45:00.000-07:002010-09-27T00:56:04.056-07:00I'm baaaaaaaack!Miss me? Did you??Did you?! (I know that *some* special people did because they keep leaving "comments" in Chinese and passing on interesting links.)Anyway, I missed you all. A whole LOT.I have a list of excuses as long as my last receipt from Target, but would you believe the most compelling one has nothing to do with Piglet or the Twinks? In fact, it has to do with Mr. K and his (failed! MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-22607235971910164852010-07-18T12:01:00.000-07:002010-07-19T07:10:32.407-07:00Milking itYou knew this was coming. So many of you commented about the milk picture that I thought I should dedicate a short entry just to this subject. To Gabby who wondered if I'm taking Domperidone to increase my milk supply: would you believe the answer is no? No Reglan either. Or Fenugreek. Or Mother's Milk Tea! I do, however take a daily dose of Starbucks which I chase with an every-other-day doseMissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-46783995970827404442010-07-15T00:58:00.000-07:002010-07-15T09:23:30.093-07:00OH EM BEE.OH. MY. BLOG. I did it again! I made you feel unloved and abandoned! I'm sad. I'm ashamed! I'm sorry. Aaaannnnd, I was maybe a little busy. Sometimes while I'm sitting at a red light, I find myself daydreaming about blog entries. Of course, frequently, by the time I get in front of my laptop (which is usually hours later), the blog entry idea is gone. POOF! Not to be mistaken for POOP! MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-14694480066536302182010-06-20T23:11:00.000-07:002010-06-20T23:38:49.605-07:00The one you've been waiting for.So, Father's Day was fast-approaching and though I wracked my (addled, sleep-deprived) brain, I was at a loss for inspiration.Afterall, how would I *ever* top the Mother's Day gift(s) I'd been given this year? I mean, REALLY. How does one top that? I was faced with a mind bender. During the week leading up to Father's Day (hereafter referred to as F.D.), I looked to my children for MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-84608228625410035592010-06-18T13:04:00.000-07:002010-06-18T14:47:54.707-07:00VocabularyAs you can imagine, things get pretty, hm...hairy around Maison Piglets these days. As a result, Piglet has picked up some new vocab words and phrases. We're *sure* an early start on such a vast range of word usage is going to get him into Stanford someday. Here's a random sampling of his new words and phrases:boobboobsshit (breaking my no blog swearing rule in order to maintain integrity)MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-80851548587804925212010-06-12T22:29:00.000-07:002010-06-13T07:48:16.326-07:00RewardLast week I logged onto my blog to start a new blog entry for the 674th time in two days. As usual, I started writing, wrote two lines and then promptly got interrupted by, well, you know, LIFE WITH THREE UNDER TWO or some lame excuse like that. Somewhere around try number 539, I noticed that I'd gone from 63 followers to 62. GASP.I lost someone. A reader!A URL friend!In the course of a week, MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-62302024884844831832010-05-30T09:55:00.000-07:002010-05-30T10:23:52.231-07:00Two months in...The Twinks are over two months old now. TWO. MONTHS. OLD. Wait. What? You may or may not have noticed my two plus week absence. If you follow me (which means you are AWESOME) you probably noticed. And if you don't follow me but are a reader, (you are also awesome but not quite as awesome) you probably didn't. :) Meghan, who is AWESOME, noticed and delivered the proverbial kick in the arse, buttMissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-77045946173498713462010-05-10T23:14:00.000-07:002010-05-11T14:18:57.586-07:00So, Mother's Day...There are a thousand reasons why I fell in love with and subsequently, married my husband. He is kind. He is a good person.He knows his way around a kitchen.He is brilliant. I'll spare you the remaining 996 reasons, but rest assured they exist.However. Because you *knew* there was a 'however' in there -- gift giving/purchasing is not his strong suit. In fact, I'd go so far as to say that he MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-49903311052061332822010-05-05T00:30:00.000-07:002010-05-05T09:00:03.529-07:00Tiny techieIf this video doesn't prove the whole, apple ---> tree theory, I'm not sure what does. I took this a few days after we got our beloved i.Pads. Piglet is *so* like his father!A few things of note: It's not lost on me that Piglet's hair here makes him look like Eddie Munster. He was in desperate need of a haircut, which he subsequently got that night. Also, did you all notice how he instinctively MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-39766498682656079082010-05-02T12:04:00.001-07:002010-05-03T08:38:15.029-07:001+2 vs 2+1First off, thank you to the lurkers who took pity on me and hit 'follow' after my sad cry for help last post! And thanks also to my long-time readers who did the same because they had me in their Google readers but weren't followers. You made my day! Piglet sends you a big, wet kiss.Back to business...When I found out I was pregnant with twins, I found myself wishing that we could've done MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-41544256029774095522010-04-23T07:47:00.000-07:002010-04-27T23:33:24.279-07:00The diaper that was asked to do too much.With three little piggies in the house, you can imagine how many diapers we go through in a day. And sometimes, because we are unaware or think the other person has already changed it, we let Piglet's diaper get a little (or a lot) too wet. Then one morning last weekend, Mr. K yelled down to me that Piglet needed new sheets on his bed. "Did you let him run around naked again?" I asked, "not MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-1964491896106517232010-04-16T09:16:00.000-07:002010-04-19T14:06:32.812-07:00No one's been electrocuted yet, so things can only get better.That's what Mr. K said tonight after Piglet poured my fresh (and oh so tasty) can of Hansen's Key Lime soda onto one of our live power strips. And this, ladies and gentlemen, is the current state of Maison Piglet.So anyway, um, it's been almost another two weeks (hanging head in shame). I swear that I won't become one of those bloggers that abandons my blog *just because* I had babies. I mean, MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105902423480944677.post-60202308562289239962010-04-09T14:06:00.000-07:002010-04-09T14:31:18.198-07:00Eek...It's me! I'm still here! I didn't abandon you my bloggy friends! It's just that I am so busy changing, feeding, loving and staring at my three little boy wonders. And after I'm done Changing.Feeding. Loving And staring at them, IZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...Snort.Wha? Who?Sorry. But know that I think about you and this blog *every day* and I worry that you won't forgive me, or worse, you'll STOP MissMVKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12454986676679634784noreply@blogger.com11