Playground time

The sun was out today for the first time in many days and this warranted a trip to the playground. Although it was chilly and both boys were tired, we had fun. It was good to be outside playing!

Just now mentioning it

This is not a new thing, but I am pretty sure I haven't mentioned it. My boys are wonderful and love each other and are destined to be best friends. They have forgotten how to play by themselves all of a sudden... for the most part. They prefer to be in each other's company and enjoy making the other one laugh. They share (as best a toddler and preschooler can), they play with the same toys, and they look for each other when he isn't in the same room. It is really cute! I know this won't last... and even if they continue to enjoy playing nicely together, there will be times where they need their space, but for the moment, I am seeing a glimpse of a wonderful brotherly relationship in the future.

Now, don't get me wrong, it isn't always peaches and cream. There is still the occasional pushing, biting, taking toys and running for dear life, screaming, and personal assaults just short of maiming... but for the most part, it is pleasant. Also, they aren't always playing together... for which I am thankful, because, it is much harder on me when they play together (constant vigilance, constant). Squeaker still enjoys toddling over to his book shelf, examining the queue and pulling out the book of choice, plopping on the floor and just looking through the pages, with an occasional animal sound or hand gesture to communicate his understanding of what he is reading. And, the Little Man still enjoys racing his matchbox cars, shake and go cars and racetrack, reading, and doing 'art projects', in which Squeaker most definitely is not allowed to participate.

I am so excited to see if I will look back at this post and laugh hysterically at my naivete or if I will be in awe of my foresight! I guess time will tell. :)

Not sure where the week went

Seriously, I have no idea! I can't believe, but am so thankful, that tomorrow is Friday! Not really sure what we did this week, but I am pretty sure it involved lack of sleep because I am really tired. I guess the biggest news is that Squeaker is trying to switch from two naps to one. That would be fine but isn't he too young? And, how the heck is he going to manage one nap when he is woken up constantly by his big brother. Tricky times. Maybe we need a bigger house or warmer weather so the LM can go outside and play for three months while Squeaker figures this thing out. :)

As a side note, this is the worst possible time to sell a house, so maybe a few extra prayers to send some potential home buyers our way??? Thanks!

Kids say the darndest things

So my grandma has/had this book called Kids Say the Darndest Things. There was this show with Art Linkletter, that was before my time, where they asked kids questions and just waited to hear what came out of their adorable little mouths. I think Bill Cosby did a more recent version a few years back. I think everyone should write down the things that kids say and just compile it somewhere in cyberspace for those who might just need a laugh now and then. It is great. Kids are great. And, more specifically, my kids are great! I can't wait until I have two talkers to crack me up on a constant basis.

Anyway, a recent comment made by the Little Man got me thinking about that book and I think you should all check it out if you haven't already. So, we are on our way back from IKEA... we love IKEA... and the Little Man fell asleep. As we got closer to home, he woke up and once he was no longer delirious (telling me that he did not want to play that game) he started screaming. I had no idea what the heck was going on. So, after I got him to calm down, and 'use his words', he tells me in a frantic, but really trying to be calm, voice, "My leg is breaking apart!" So, I am pretty sure he woke up before his leg did and this might have been the first time he felt that wonderful 'pins and needles' feeling... so after I stifled my laugh, I explained it to him. Of course, he didn't hear me because he was convinced he was losing his leg right then and there and he needed it to walk. Oh dear, how do you explain this to a three year old??? Anyway, I asked him later if his leg was still breaking apart and he said, "No, I stopped crying when it got put back together, silly." Oh, okay then.

The great debate

The question always comes up... or people just offer their opinions... Now we have 'scientific proof' of who each of our kids looks more like - mommy or daddy?

Squeaker



Little Man

Leaves, anyone?

We have about 2.5 billion in our back yard. And probably another few hundred thousand in our front. :) Squeaker would like to share some with you. And, after spending a couple hours raking them to find the same number on the lawn the next day, I am quite willing to share as well. No, really, it is not a problem. You would like our leaves, they are big, colorful and abundant! Enjoy!

So much to say - or not, depending

So, in case I didn't mention it, we took our house off the market on October 15th. That gave us enough time to relax a bit with the house cleaning so that we could clean it all back up again for a random showing (nothing came of it), then again for Squeaker's party... then again a week later for LM's birthday... and now, yet again, for putting it back on the market. We took it off for a short break, to do some painting, and to change our realtor. We know ahead of time that this is the worse possible time to put a house on the market, but we are getting tired of our current state of limbo. Our new realtor seems to think that it is better now in the event that it may sell, an extra few months. I suppose we can always take it off during the holidays, too.

Anyway, as we are preparing the house for the hoards of people who will be coming through (um, yah), both boys, and mommy, have been under the weather, we have had company, and lots of rearranging due to painting. Our house is a MESS!!! And, now that I am ready to clean, my boys, have decided that they would like to alternate naps or forgo the nap all together -- not helpful, by the way.

Oh yah, and the other thing, we are working on getting Squeaker to take a bottle. Right now, we are pleased that he takes one from Mommy about 90% of the time. Today, for example, after he bit me, he got a 4 oz bottle, which he downed, then another 3 oz an hour later. (and he had nursed an hour prior to all this, too). So, guess he is feeling better, but may have turned his attention to growing??? I hope our sleeping goes well tonight, because, I have a lot of cleaning to do after the boys are in bed. Fun times, wanna join us?

On a happier note, I had a parent teacher conference at LM's preschool -- apparently they are concerned that his language skills are not age appropriate. Um, WHAT???? So, they didn't say that, they just said they were concerned that they might be because, get this... he does not talk! Holy cow, I would switch places with them in a heartbeat. He won't shut up at home! :) And, in case you were wondering, he does have age appropriate and maybe even above age level language skills.