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Posted By Katie On August 25, 2009 1 Comment

The battle for the nuk in Anika’s room

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Anika likes her nuk/pacifier/soothie. We call it a nuk because Hunter once was a nuk baby. Until his second birthday, when the nuk fairy arrived to take all of his nuk collection from his bed and bring them to new babies. Or so he thought. Hunter never had anyone stealing his nuks and he needed many of them. One for his mouth, one for each hand and even a few for his toes. They were only in his crib and this is when he was much older than Anika but it was quite a scene to see a boy with eight nuks. Thinking Elizabeth would be a nuk baby also, I bought a few of them before she was born to have on hand. She had absolutely no desire or interest in them. But she did learn about them from two girls her age that loved their nuks and now have had them slowly taken away. Elizabeth saw this happen at a few baseball games this summer where her little friend’s mom would take the nuk out of the girl’s mouth. Elizabeth of course would do the same to her friend and it did not go over well for her friend.
It also does not go over well when Elizabeth now does this to her nearly eight week old sister. “No nuk” she likes to say and pulls it out of Anika’s mouth. Until recently she would just take it and put it on the table or give it to me if I didn’t stop her soon enough from taking it in the first place. Now all of the sudden at 20 months of age, Busy Bits thinks she might be missing out on something if she doesn’t just give the nuk a try herself.

Yes, I sterilized this nuk for 2 minutes in boiling water in the microwave this morning before Anika got it back, in her crib where she is safe from her sister’s reach.

I often spend some time each morning with the girls upstairs and Anika’s room seems to be the best place for us. I can feed Anika or fold laundry if she is sleeping and keep Elizabeth in one secure space. There are only a few toys in the room but a cute cowboy table and chairs that once was Hunter’s that E and I have many pretend meals and tea parties at…more pictures of that later.

Side tracking from the nuk battle…to Anika’s room which is our “nursery”. Since we were in there this morning with the camera, I snapped some pictures. It is furnished with items I have collected over the years plus a crib I ordered online from Wal-Mart when E was a baby…that was just last summer actually. The UPS man did not like bringing in the 88 lb. box. But the fun part of Anika’s room is the fabric and all that my mom has done with it–like the diaper holder above and the toy holder off to the side of it. She also made liners for copper bins I have holding toys and one for laundry in the closet plus a bumper for the bassinet we use in our bedroom right now.
I wanted the nursery to be primary colors. We were building the house when E was a baby but were hoping to have another baby soon after and wanted it to be gender neutral. I chose the same yellow we had painted a bathroom in our house in Fargo. Lemon Sorbet by Benjamin Moore.

The red velvet (maybe it is velvet “like” fabric) rocker in the corner always sat in the basement bedroom at my Great-Grandma Esther’s house. The quilt on it was a gift from my mom. Both blankets on the crib were handmade by Auntie Lori. The bumper is red gingham print and 75% off deal at Pottery Barn Kids. I have not hung much on the walls yet and am still looking for the perfect rug but since this is no longer just our “gender neutral nursery” I will personalize it a bit more for Anika Iris. It is now Anika’s room.

Snap shots of Hunter and Elizabeth in the window sill but I have cute yellow frames to put pictures of Anika there. Eventually.

E rocking away…no pants on because she had just put on her first ever Pull Up…no diaper and rather than her Elmo underwear which she now owns but has not worn them yet…soon though because I think Pull Ups are way too expensive to use them for very long.

The “dresser” in the far right is actually a show box (yes that would be for showing cattle and horses) that I won at the annual “winter show” in Valley City as a kid. It makes for the cutest and most original dresser. The iron bed is old from my grandparent’s that I used for a time in my childhood. The wall hanging over the bed was hand made by my late Grandma Dorothy for Hunter. It looks like it was made for the room. She would be pleased.

The red metal totes I originally bought as decorative storage for my Fargo office but since I now work from home (I’ll give a tour of my home office once it is cleaned and ready for me to return to work in October) they house baby necessities like Destin, Baby Magic lotion and diapers in Anika’s room! The cart holds wipes and diapers and once was a microwave cart. What a hodge podge of furniture but it works! Not designer nursery furniture but unique. Just writing about it makes me sentimental thinking of where everything came from…other than the microwave cart which is just useful.

I love this fabric and how my mom took a vintage print and paired it with the modern polka dots. My sister says the style of our home is “modern farm house” so this fabric fits perfectly!

The quilt on the bed that my mom made for it. My friend Crystal called me today. She is a sewing lady and was talking fabric with me. She knows I do not sew but know a little about fabric by hanging around my mom and grandma for so many years! I told her she would enjoy seeing this quilt and the fabrics! Crystal and her family just moved to a new home in July and she has already HAND PAINTED on fabric for her dining room drapes. The only window treatments we have are the blinds my husband ordered for the kids’ bedrooms, the black out shade for our bedroom and guest bed room and the valances or curtains my mom made for the kids’ bedrooms and bathroom. And we have lived here 14 months. Crystal can come hand paint fabric and sew window treatments for me anytime!

Back to the battle for the nuk. While I nurse Anika sitting in the red rocking chair, most often Elizabeth climbs around Anika’s room. She especially likes pulling opening the doors and drawers on the show box. I have to keep very little in there because I know she does this and tears everything out in less than ten seconds. The nuks I bought when she was a baby are stored in a drawer which she has never had any interest in her entire life–until today.

She could not get to Anika who was safely sleeping with her nuk in the crib. So Busy Bits resorted to climbing and pulling her way to finding her never used nuks in the drawer. She tried it out to see if she could be as content with it as her sister is.

Upside down but trying to be entertained.

Final answer: “Ish Nuk!” She was not content or entertained. Rather the race to take the nuk from Anika is more entertaining. Just sucking on her own nuk is downright boring.

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  1. Kirsti says

    August 25, 2009 at 3:09 pm

    Mike and I laughed so hard at Miss E’s antics! Love that silly girl!

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The battle for the nuk in Anika’s room

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Anika likes her nuk/pacifier/soothie. We call it a nuk because Hunter once was a nuk baby. Until his second birthday, when the nuk fairy arrived to take all of his nuk collection from his bed and bring them to new babies. Or so he thought. Hunter never had anyone stealing his nuks and he needed many of them. One for his mouth, one for each hand and even a few for his toes. They were only in his crib and this is when he was much older than Anika but it was quite a scene to see a boy with eight nuks. Thinking Elizabeth would be a nuk baby also, I bought a few of them before she was born to have on hand. She had absolutely no desire or interest in them. But she did learn about them from two girls her age that loved their nuks and now have had them slowly taken away. Elizabeth saw this happen at a few baseball games this summer where her little friend’s mom would take the nuk out of the girl’s mouth. Elizabeth of course would do the same to her friend and it did not go over well for her friend.
It also does not go over well when Elizabeth now does this to her nearly eight week old sister. “No nuk” she likes to say and pulls it out of Anika’s mouth. Until recently she would just take it and put it on the table or give it to me if I didn’t stop her soon enough from taking it in the first place. Now all of the sudden at 20 months of age, Busy Bits thinks she might be missing out on something if she doesn’t just give the nuk a try herself.

Yes, I sterilized this nuk for 2 minutes in boiling water in the microwave this morning before Anika got it back, in her crib where she is safe from her sister’s reach.

I often spend some time each morning with the girls upstairs and Anika’s room seems to be the best place for us. I can feed Anika or fold laundry if she is sleeping and keep Elizabeth in one secure space. There are only a few toys in the room but a cute cowboy table and chairs that once was Hunter’s that E and I have many pretend meals and tea parties at…more pictures of that later.

Side tracking from the nuk battle…to Anika’s room which is our “nursery”. Since we were in there this morning with the camera, I snapped some pictures. It is furnished with items I have collected over the years plus a crib I ordered online from Wal-Mart when E was a baby…that was just last summer actually. The UPS man did not like bringing in the 88 lb. box. But the fun part of Anika’s room is the fabric and all that my mom has done with it–like the diaper holder above and the toy holder off to the side of it. She also made liners for copper bins I have holding toys and one for laundry in the closet plus a bumper for the bassinet we use in our bedroom right now.
I wanted the nursery to be primary colors. We were building the house when E was a baby but were hoping to have another baby soon after and wanted it to be gender neutral. I chose the same yellow we had painted a bathroom in our house in Fargo. Lemon Sorbet by Benjamin Moore.

The red velvet (maybe it is velvet “like” fabric) rocker in the corner always sat in the basement bedroom at my Great-Grandma Esther’s house. The quilt on it was a gift from my mom. Both blankets on the crib were handmade by Auntie Lori. The bumper is red gingham print and 75% off deal at Pottery Barn Kids. I have not hung much on the walls yet and am still looking for the perfect rug but since this is no longer just our “gender neutral nursery” I will personalize it a bit more for Anika Iris. It is now Anika’s room.

Snap shots of Hunter and Elizabeth in the window sill but I have cute yellow frames to put pictures of Anika there. Eventually.

E rocking away…no pants on because she had just put on her first ever Pull Up…no diaper and rather than her Elmo underwear which she now owns but has not worn them yet…soon though because I think Pull Ups are way too expensive to use them for very long.

The “dresser” in the far right is actually a show box (yes that would be for showing cattle and horses) that I won at the annual “winter show” in Valley City as a kid. It makes for the cutest and most original dresser. The iron bed is old from my grandparent’s that I used for a time in my childhood. The wall hanging over the bed was hand made by my late Grandma Dorothy for Hunter. It looks like it was made for the room. She would be pleased.

The red metal totes I originally bought as decorative storage for my Fargo office but since I now work from home (I’ll give a tour of my home office once it is cleaned and ready for me to return to work in October) they house baby necessities like Destin, Baby Magic lotion and diapers in Anika’s room! The cart holds wipes and diapers and once was a microwave cart. What a hodge podge of furniture but it works! Not designer nursery furniture but unique. Just writing about it makes me sentimental thinking of where everything came from…other than the microwave cart which is just useful.

I love this fabric and how my mom took a vintage print and paired it with the modern polka dots. My sister says the style of our home is “modern farm house” so this fabric fits perfectly!

The quilt on the bed that my mom made for it. My friend Crystal called me today. She is a sewing lady and was talking fabric with me. She knows I do not sew but know a little about fabric by hanging around my mom and grandma for so many years! I told her she would enjoy seeing this quilt and the fabrics! Crystal and her family just moved to a new home in July and she has already HAND PAINTED on fabric for her dining room drapes. The only window treatments we have are the blinds my husband ordered for the kids’ bedrooms, the black out shade for our bedroom and guest bed room and the valances or curtains my mom made for the kids’ bedrooms and bathroom. And we have lived here 14 months. Crystal can come hand paint fabric and sew window treatments for me anytime!

Back to the battle for the nuk. While I nurse Anika sitting in the red rocking chair, most often Elizabeth climbs around Anika’s room. She especially likes pulling opening the doors and drawers on the show box. I have to keep very little in there because I know she does this and tears everything out in less than ten seconds. The nuks I bought when she was a baby are stored in a drawer which she has never had any interest in her entire life–until today.

She could not get to Anika who was safely sleeping with her nuk in the crib. So Busy Bits resorted to climbing and pulling her way to finding her never used nuks in the drawer. She tried it out to see if she could be as content with it as her sister is.

Upside down but trying to be entertained.

Final answer: “Ish Nuk!” She was not content or entertained. Rather the race to take the nuk from Anika is more entertaining. Just sucking on her own nuk is downright boring.

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