Cooper was sitting in the recliner listening to Disney Channel music on Josh's phone with the headphones in, and I was sitting across from him in the other recliner. I looked at him and asked, "Are you listening to music?" He says, "What?!" So I repeated, "Are you listening to music?" and he says, very matter-of-factly, "Yeah."
We both sit there for a minute. He continues listening to music and I continue to watch him because he's just so cute, and finally he looks at me and goes,
"So.....Anyways....Think I needa mow with Papa tomorrow."
I start cracking up and ask, "Did you just say 'So....anyways'?" and he again, very matter-of-factly says, "Yeah. I needa mow with Papa."
Cracks me up.
"Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs in my field, since the payment is pure love." -Mildred B. Vermont
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
Hit or Miss
The kids had another t-ball game tonight and they took their team pictures. We've learned that t-ball really is "hit or miss". The first week they both did great. They weren't quite sure what they were supposed to do, but since they were unsure they paid pretty close attention. Week 2 was a little rough and they were kind of all over the place....running off, not paying attention, etc. Week 3 was rained out and week 4 was a complete bust. As some of you may have read, I totally goofed up. Pictures were at 4:45pm and we were running late. We showed up right at 4:45pm to an almost empty park. Nobody was there. Thank goodness for our smart phones because I was able to log in to my AOL account and read the email that I should have read hours ago, saying pictures were rescheduled to next week. Then I went back to the initial email from the coach which said the 24th was our "bye" week. *smacks forehead* Oh well. So we went to play at the park for a bit and then called it a night. Their week 3 game was rescheduled for last Monday and poor Cooper fell asleep literally five minutes before we had to leave the house. We loaded him into the car and he stayed asleep all the way to the park. He had no interest in playing and Josh and I took turns holding him/playing with Chloe, while mom and dad chased Brodie (who really, really wanted to play t-ball too HeHe)
So tonight, week 5, went fairly well. We were actually on time which was good, but I had lost my picture order form, so I had no idea how much pics would cost, plus I also lost my checkbook...I'm pretty sure it's somewhere in our car (under the seat etc.) but I can't find it for the life of me. I got an extra form from the lady and upon reading it I realized they were taking ACTUAL sports pictures. I thought they were just taking a little team photo and that was all, but they were doing individual pics as well and the lady was posing the kids with their gloves and all. Well Cooper had JUST fallen asleep once again in the truck and wanted nothing to do with pics. That kid is just like his daddy when it comes to being tired, sleeping, and getting woke up; he's a total crank pot for sure! Who can blame him? I'd be mad too if I just dozed off for a nap and got woke up and then was forced into taking pics. LOL We tried some of the two them together which was a no go, then we got some cute ones of Chloe by herself, and finally got Cooper to at least sit there with Josh, but he still wanted nothing to do with smiling or posing. We promised him if he sat for the pic he could leave with Josh to go to the ATM to get cash for the order form. Well me being in my frazzled mother state chasing Brodie and and trying to keep Chloe from standing in the way of other kids' pictures...I totally spaced the team pic, so Josh took of with Cooper and a few minutes later they were lining kids up for the team pic. They took like 10-15 shots of the team and Cooper wasn't in them :( Coop and Josh got back just as we were finishing up the team pic and the coach's wife (who was also one of the women who did both of Cooper's speech evals, so we know her) insisted that we do more with Cooper, which I was extremely grateful for because I didn't want to speak up and sound like a bother when it was MY fault my kid wasn't in it, so I was happy she said something for me. Thankfully all the kids and parents were super cooperative and sat down again for more pics. It actually turned out good because all the kids did better overall for the second set of pics, so I didn't fell AS bad as I did at first.
After the pics the kids did GREAT! The best they've ever done at a game. Chloe HATES running (she's like her momma LOL), but she was trying her hardest. They both got to "catch" a ball and bring it to the tee, and Cooper smacked one way "out of the park". He really got ahold of it for the first time! Unfortunately I was trying to get Chloe back on to second base, so I missedit, but I heard the cheering and Josh told me he got it good, so I was excited for him. Cooper did the best he's ever done as far as really PLAYING the game and running the bases and really he just started to get the hang of it. They have two more games: one more regular game at the park and then the last game of the season will be at the baseball diamond and they'll get a trophy and a snow cone.
Here are pics from today:
So of course I took her to the doctor. The doctor said it could either be from her just having that cold virus or she MAY be allergic to amoxicillin, but seeing as she's taken it before without a problem, it was most likely from the illness. The doc also said these types of rashes are worst during the second and third day and that it should begin to clear up, which it did the very next day. I probably over reacted just a tiny bit by rushing her to the doc, but it just spread and got worse so quickly, I didn't know what to do. Isn't that how it always works though? The minute you rush 'em in is the minute they start to feel better. LOL Who cares though right? As long as they get better that's all that matters.
Also, we just got our pool put up last night/today so Josh and the kiddos got to take their first dip of the summer :)
So tonight, week 5, went fairly well. We were actually on time which was good, but I had lost my picture order form, so I had no idea how much pics would cost, plus I also lost my checkbook...I'm pretty sure it's somewhere in our car (under the seat etc.) but I can't find it for the life of me. I got an extra form from the lady and upon reading it I realized they were taking ACTUAL sports pictures. I thought they were just taking a little team photo and that was all, but they were doing individual pics as well and the lady was posing the kids with their gloves and all. Well Cooper had JUST fallen asleep once again in the truck and wanted nothing to do with pics. That kid is just like his daddy when it comes to being tired, sleeping, and getting woke up; he's a total crank pot for sure! Who can blame him? I'd be mad too if I just dozed off for a nap and got woke up and then was forced into taking pics. LOL We tried some of the two them together which was a no go, then we got some cute ones of Chloe by herself, and finally got Cooper to at least sit there with Josh, but he still wanted nothing to do with smiling or posing. We promised him if he sat for the pic he could leave with Josh to go to the ATM to get cash for the order form. Well me being in my frazzled mother state chasing Brodie and and trying to keep Chloe from standing in the way of other kids' pictures...I totally spaced the team pic, so Josh took of with Cooper and a few minutes later they were lining kids up for the team pic. They took like 10-15 shots of the team and Cooper wasn't in them :( Coop and Josh got back just as we were finishing up the team pic and the coach's wife (who was also one of the women who did both of Cooper's speech evals, so we know her) insisted that we do more with Cooper, which I was extremely grateful for because I didn't want to speak up and sound like a bother when it was MY fault my kid wasn't in it, so I was happy she said something for me. Thankfully all the kids and parents were super cooperative and sat down again for more pics. It actually turned out good because all the kids did better overall for the second set of pics, so I didn't fell AS bad as I did at first.
After the pics the kids did GREAT! The best they've ever done at a game. Chloe HATES running (she's like her momma LOL), but she was trying her hardest. They both got to "catch" a ball and bring it to the tee, and Cooper smacked one way "out of the park". He really got ahold of it for the first time! Unfortunately I was trying to get Chloe back on to second base, so I missedit, but I heard the cheering and Josh told me he got it good, so I was excited for him. Cooper did the best he's ever done as far as really PLAYING the game and running the bases and really he just started to get the hang of it. They have two more games: one more regular game at the park and then the last game of the season will be at the baseball diamond and they'll get a trophy and a snow cone.
Here are pics from today:
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| Before the game. Waitin' on the other team. |
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| After game snack :) |
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| Push Pop! |
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| Brodie demands a Push Pop! |
Everything else is going pretty well. The kids are finally healthy. They all finished their antibiotics, but we had a small scare with Chloe when she developed an awful rash. It started as what looked like bite on her tummy, then they next day the "bite" looked like a welt and there were more "bites", then by that night it was all over her tummy, thighs, and in her armpits. We gave her Benadryl and tried Benadryl cream on her rash, but it was still there the next morning and had gotten even worse by that afternoon.
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| Rash...Day 2 |
So of course I took her to the doctor. The doctor said it could either be from her just having that cold virus or she MAY be allergic to amoxicillin, but seeing as she's taken it before without a problem, it was most likely from the illness. The doc also said these types of rashes are worst during the second and third day and that it should begin to clear up, which it did the very next day. I probably over reacted just a tiny bit by rushing her to the doc, but it just spread and got worse so quickly, I didn't know what to do. Isn't that how it always works though? The minute you rush 'em in is the minute they start to feel better. LOL Who cares though right? As long as they get better that's all that matters.
Also, we just got our pool put up last night/today so Josh and the kiddos got to take their first dip of the summer :)
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| Daddy and Bambinos (Yes, the kids are naked. I'm not lying when I say they're always naked. LOL) |
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| Chillaxin' in the float |
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| Laughing at Grandma :) |
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| Having his "baba" in the pool :) |
Well I guess that's it for now. As always, thanks for checkin' in with us!
"Fill It In Friday"
Ok. I got this from a friend's blog and I'm joining the survey bandwagon. The idea is that once a week (on Friday) a blog "survey" will be passed around....Fill It In Friday. So here's my first survey blog! And fellow bloggers: feel free to snag it and join in!
1. The best news I ever received was.... Finding out I was pregnant (all three times!)
2. Something I’m looking forward to is.... Watching my kids grow and seeing who they become.
3. Something I would never do is.... comprimise my beliefs. They may change a little over time, with life experience and maturity, but I'll always do what I feel is right.
4. If I could choose someone to be my life coach (famous or not, living or dead), I’d choose.... my mom. She really understands me, always has my best interests at heart, and knows what I value most in life. She'll support me in whatever I do.
5. If I had to put a label on my style it would be.... Lazy. I often wear whatever is convenient even if it doesn't even match... O_o I will try to step it up a bit if I'm going out, but my day-to-day life consists of comfy pants and t-shirts.
6. One should always.... be true to themselves.
7. I want to.... take a shower! :-P (Ok I already said Idress badly and now I'm claiming I need to take a shower....probably shouldn't admit to all this in one blog...LOL)
Friday, June 24, 2011
The Potty Project: Part IX "PlayPlace Freak Out"
Mission: Potty Training
Target: Cooper Poston
Status: Finalizing...
Today we made an impromptu trip to Daddy's work to hang out with him over his lunch break. He works a split shift so he has a two hour lunch from 10:30am-12:30pm. Usually he does his crazy hard P90X workout during that time, then showers and gets re-dressed for work. Well today he forgot his gym shorts, so I thought, "Hey. What the heck. We'll just head up there." So we picked him up and decided to take the kids to McDonald's. I love it because it's fast and relatively cheap. Luckily the one closest to the airport has a play place, so we really got to make the most of Daddy's lunch break and the kids got to play a little.
So Josh and I were just sitting next to the playplace watching the kids, when Josh said he had to use the bathroom then was going to run out to the car to grab his cell phone. Okay, fine. No biggy. Well immediately after he leaves Cooper comes running up to me and says, "Mommy! I have to go pee pee!" Normally he asks to go pee pee with a relatively good amount of time to spare, but because he'd been playing and was distracted he had waited until the VERY last minute and was doing the "potty dance". I could tell by his behavior that this was an "emergency".
Now normally I'm pretty calm, cool, and collected, but I start to freak out just a little because A) the only restroom I saw was on the complete other end of the restaurant, B) I don't have a change of clothes for Cooper if he doesn't make it, and C) I can't just leave Brodie and Chloe in the play area by themselves and Chloe's little monkey butt is all the way at the tippy top of the jungle gym. So I scoop up Brodie and start hollaring for Chloe to get out of there. Cooper has me by my other hand and starts to take off, pulling me with him. I'm thinking, "Oh great. We're not gonna make it." I turned to see where he was dragging me, and it turned out my little smarty pants 3 year old had spotted a bathroom RIGHT there in the play area, which I conveniently missed due to my state of panic LOL. Thank goodness it was right there because we were absolutely NOT going to make it. Chloe hadn't even budged LOL
So I ran to open the door for him and he made it to the potty with only seconds to spare. Another, "close one" LOL I just stood there in the doorway with the door open, so I could watch him and the other two kids at the same time. Hopefully this "open door policy" wasn't offensive to anyone, but hey, a mom's gotta do what a mom's gotta do. LOL Then of course Josh finally walked back in, Cooper finished up, and all the kids got to resume play.
It's just funny because I really take my wonderful hubby for granted sometimes. The majority of the time we go out as a family and I don't usually take all three kids somewhere by myself, so I'm used to having the help and I don't always realize just what a huge help my hubby really is even if it just means keeping an eye on the other kids while I run to the bathroom, so once again I have to give props to my Joshy for being a wonderful father and true family man. I truly am a very lucky woman. <3
Anyway, my little "freak out" was quite humorous especially for those bi-standers who got to observe me running around like a chicken with my head cut off with a baby on my hip, a toddler holding my hand, and screaming up the side of the play area for my other little one to "Come down now please! Bubba has to pee!" It all turned out okay in the end and we left McDonald's accident free, well sort of, because as soon as we went to leave Cooper went to open the PlayPlace "exit" door, which appeared to be an exit, but really wasn't and we set off the McDonald's alarm system. O_O Yikes! LOL Always an adventure, always. That's what I love about my amazing little family. Never a dull moment :)
Anyway, that's it for this potty update. Thanks for checking in everyone!
Target: Cooper Poston
Status: Finalizing...
Today we made an impromptu trip to Daddy's work to hang out with him over his lunch break. He works a split shift so he has a two hour lunch from 10:30am-12:30pm. Usually he does his crazy hard P90X workout during that time, then showers and gets re-dressed for work. Well today he forgot his gym shorts, so I thought, "Hey. What the heck. We'll just head up there." So we picked him up and decided to take the kids to McDonald's. I love it because it's fast and relatively cheap. Luckily the one closest to the airport has a play place, so we really got to make the most of Daddy's lunch break and the kids got to play a little.
So Josh and I were just sitting next to the playplace watching the kids, when Josh said he had to use the bathroom then was going to run out to the car to grab his cell phone. Okay, fine. No biggy. Well immediately after he leaves Cooper comes running up to me and says, "Mommy! I have to go pee pee!" Normally he asks to go pee pee with a relatively good amount of time to spare, but because he'd been playing and was distracted he had waited until the VERY last minute and was doing the "potty dance". I could tell by his behavior that this was an "emergency".
Now normally I'm pretty calm, cool, and collected, but I start to freak out just a little because A) the only restroom I saw was on the complete other end of the restaurant, B) I don't have a change of clothes for Cooper if he doesn't make it, and C) I can't just leave Brodie and Chloe in the play area by themselves and Chloe's little monkey butt is all the way at the tippy top of the jungle gym. So I scoop up Brodie and start hollaring for Chloe to get out of there. Cooper has me by my other hand and starts to take off, pulling me with him. I'm thinking, "Oh great. We're not gonna make it." I turned to see where he was dragging me, and it turned out my little smarty pants 3 year old had spotted a bathroom RIGHT there in the play area, which I conveniently missed due to my state of panic LOL. Thank goodness it was right there because we were absolutely NOT going to make it. Chloe hadn't even budged LOL
So I ran to open the door for him and he made it to the potty with only seconds to spare. Another, "close one" LOL I just stood there in the doorway with the door open, so I could watch him and the other two kids at the same time. Hopefully this "open door policy" wasn't offensive to anyone, but hey, a mom's gotta do what a mom's gotta do. LOL Then of course Josh finally walked back in, Cooper finished up, and all the kids got to resume play.
It's just funny because I really take my wonderful hubby for granted sometimes. The majority of the time we go out as a family and I don't usually take all three kids somewhere by myself, so I'm used to having the help and I don't always realize just what a huge help my hubby really is even if it just means keeping an eye on the other kids while I run to the bathroom, so once again I have to give props to my Joshy for being a wonderful father and true family man. I truly am a very lucky woman. <3
Anyway, my little "freak out" was quite humorous especially for those bi-standers who got to observe me running around like a chicken with my head cut off with a baby on my hip, a toddler holding my hand, and screaming up the side of the play area for my other little one to "Come down now please! Bubba has to pee!" It all turned out okay in the end and we left McDonald's accident free, well sort of, because as soon as we went to leave Cooper went to open the PlayPlace "exit" door, which appeared to be an exit, but really wasn't and we set off the McDonald's alarm system. O_O Yikes! LOL Always an adventure, always. That's what I love about my amazing little family. Never a dull moment :)
Anyway, that's it for this potty update. Thanks for checking in everyone!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Kid Quotes (# 12)
So I was sitting on the toilet peeing and Cooper comes running into the bathroom holding his pee pee, so I ask, "Do you have to pee?" He says, "Yeah!" and proceeds to throw up the potty training seat cover, throw the ring out and take aim at the bucket. He turns his head toward me and says,
"That was a close one!"
:)
"That was a close one!"
:)
Up. Up. Updates!
I've been absent from the blog scene for a little while because, as most of you know from my pitiful status updates, I've been sick. Everyone in my family has been sick, as I've mentioned in previous blogs. The kids are all on antibiotics now and seem to be improving. My mom and Josh are still hanging on to the cough and some of the crud, but I thought I'd avoided it altogether. Nope.
Pretty much all last weekend I was freezing cold (which is pretty typical for me anyway) and I was exhausted, but I tried to at least stay awake because my grandpa was in town from Florida and I didn't want to sleep the day away. I was so tired that we even left a party early on Saturday night. We'd been planning to go to this party together for like a month and a half and were both really excited about it because mom was watching the kids and Josh was off the next day for Father's Day, so we both thought we'd have a big night out. Well we got there a little after 9:30pm I'd say and ended up leaving around midnight because I was tired and just didn't fell well. So all day Sunday I was exhausted, but like I said I tried to tough it out and same with Monday, but I think I finally caved in and napped on Monday.
On Tuesday morning, after an awesome visit and good converstation, it was time for my grandpa to head back to Florida so I drove him to the airport. I definitely felt like I was coming down with something, but I was still functioning fairly well. Oh, except for taking him into the "arrivals" area, not just once, but almost twice. We had to loop back around the first time and then I almost did it again and my grandpa had to point me in the right direction. That's how "out of it" I felt LOL I've been to that airport a MILLION times picking up Josh from work for lunch etc. Anyway, he had an early flight so I got back home about 5:30am and went back to sleep until 8:30am. It was Josh's day off so I got to sleep in :) But when I woke up I seriously felt like a train ran over me. People have said that to me before, like when I worked at Kaiser, but I always kind of shrugged it off thinking they were just being babies, but no. That's what it really feels like. Every bone, muscle, and joint in my body was killing me, and my ears, neck and throat hurt so bad. I had no energy and just laid in bed all day. Josh had to help me in and out just for me to go to the bathroom. It was pathetic LOL
Anyway, yesterday my throat, ears, and neck hurt worse than I've ever felt in my whole life, so I went to the doctor for a strep culture, but it was negative, and this morning my throat is a little better and I now have a full blown head cold, so it turns out it was just the worst ever start of a cold. It's probably because I avoided it for over a month, so of course it had to come on full force and take me out. The "hit by a train" feeling is mostly gone and I'm semi-functioning today. I'll probably try to do some laundry and pick up a little, but that's about it. Otherwise, just wait for my amazing husband to come home.
He has been so wonderful these past few days. Well he's always wonderful, but extra wonderful while I've been sick. I don't really know how he even deals with me. You know those scenes from a movie when a women just lays in bed and rings a bell every five minutes for someone to get her something? Yeah, that was me.... "Babe. Babe. Baby!" just about every five minutes LOL And on top of tending to me he took care of the little ones as well. Made sure they each got their antibiotics twice a day, meals, diaper changes, baths, playing outside, riding the tractor, etc. Of course he does most of these things on a daily basis anyway, but he was just extra attentive to all our needs over the last few days, so I just have to give him props and I'm so extremely lucky to have one of the few remaining "good guys" as my husband. I love you baby <3
And of course my parents and my little ones have been helping out too. My dad watched Brodie for me for a little bit while I slept and Josh was at the store getting me medicine, and my mom made me homemade chicken nooodle soup. Cooper took my temp for me in my inner elbow, which I'm sure most of you read was 326. LOL He uses that for everything. Anything that would require saying a number, like when he measures stuff with a tape measure, is 326. Then last night the big kids brought me "dinner" in bed. It was a pot full of Mr. Potato parts. Yummy! LOL And Chloe gave me one of her baby dolls to rest with. Not her favorite one, but one of them LOL
She's obsessed with her babies lately. She has two, one boy and one girl that she carries around everywhere and feeds 'em, and burps 'em (one actually makes a burping sound), and puts 'em to sleep when she goes to sleep. It's adorable!
And Brodie's doing great as well. His vocabulary is really taking off and he's at the point where is attempting to say at least one, sometimes two new words a day. Now they don't always come out correctly, but he tries to say it, which counts for me :) The other morning he woke up in his crib, stood up and was yelling "UP" at me from across the room. Too cute. He's still extremely bow legged which people always comment on, but it's because he started walking at 10 1/2 months and should correct itself over time, which is what I try to explain to people but it's still a little funny to see. Oh and he is really started to come into his little personality and tries to show off all the time now. He'll come into the room and start waddling like a penguin to get everyones attention. I don't know how to really explain well, but it's just hilarious. And dancing. He loves dancing. His "dancing" is kind of similar to his waddling except with a little more "swagger". It acutally looks like dancing. I need to take a video of it. You know how most kids look kind of uncoordinated and sillly? Not Bro. It actually looks like dancing. America's Best Dance Crew better look out! LOL
Ok well I really didn't mean to throw myself a pity party LOL or for this to go on this long, so if you've stuck it out to the end, thanks for reading and checking in!
Pretty much all last weekend I was freezing cold (which is pretty typical for me anyway) and I was exhausted, but I tried to at least stay awake because my grandpa was in town from Florida and I didn't want to sleep the day away. I was so tired that we even left a party early on Saturday night. We'd been planning to go to this party together for like a month and a half and were both really excited about it because mom was watching the kids and Josh was off the next day for Father's Day, so we both thought we'd have a big night out. Well we got there a little after 9:30pm I'd say and ended up leaving around midnight because I was tired and just didn't fell well. So all day Sunday I was exhausted, but like I said I tried to tough it out and same with Monday, but I think I finally caved in and napped on Monday.
On Tuesday morning, after an awesome visit and good converstation, it was time for my grandpa to head back to Florida so I drove him to the airport. I definitely felt like I was coming down with something, but I was still functioning fairly well. Oh, except for taking him into the "arrivals" area, not just once, but almost twice. We had to loop back around the first time and then I almost did it again and my grandpa had to point me in the right direction. That's how "out of it" I felt LOL I've been to that airport a MILLION times picking up Josh from work for lunch etc. Anyway, he had an early flight so I got back home about 5:30am and went back to sleep until 8:30am. It was Josh's day off so I got to sleep in :) But when I woke up I seriously felt like a train ran over me. People have said that to me before, like when I worked at Kaiser, but I always kind of shrugged it off thinking they were just being babies, but no. That's what it really feels like. Every bone, muscle, and joint in my body was killing me, and my ears, neck and throat hurt so bad. I had no energy and just laid in bed all day. Josh had to help me in and out just for me to go to the bathroom. It was pathetic LOL
Anyway, yesterday my throat, ears, and neck hurt worse than I've ever felt in my whole life, so I went to the doctor for a strep culture, but it was negative, and this morning my throat is a little better and I now have a full blown head cold, so it turns out it was just the worst ever start of a cold. It's probably because I avoided it for over a month, so of course it had to come on full force and take me out. The "hit by a train" feeling is mostly gone and I'm semi-functioning today. I'll probably try to do some laundry and pick up a little, but that's about it. Otherwise, just wait for my amazing husband to come home.
He has been so wonderful these past few days. Well he's always wonderful, but extra wonderful while I've been sick. I don't really know how he even deals with me. You know those scenes from a movie when a women just lays in bed and rings a bell every five minutes for someone to get her something? Yeah, that was me.... "Babe. Babe. Baby!" just about every five minutes LOL And on top of tending to me he took care of the little ones as well. Made sure they each got their antibiotics twice a day, meals, diaper changes, baths, playing outside, riding the tractor, etc. Of course he does most of these things on a daily basis anyway, but he was just extra attentive to all our needs over the last few days, so I just have to give him props and I'm so extremely lucky to have one of the few remaining "good guys" as my husband. I love you baby <3
And of course my parents and my little ones have been helping out too. My dad watched Brodie for me for a little bit while I slept and Josh was at the store getting me medicine, and my mom made me homemade chicken nooodle soup. Cooper took my temp for me in my inner elbow, which I'm sure most of you read was 326. LOL He uses that for everything. Anything that would require saying a number, like when he measures stuff with a tape measure, is 326. Then last night the big kids brought me "dinner" in bed. It was a pot full of Mr. Potato parts. Yummy! LOL And Chloe gave me one of her baby dolls to rest with. Not her favorite one, but one of them LOL
She's obsessed with her babies lately. She has two, one boy and one girl that she carries around everywhere and feeds 'em, and burps 'em (one actually makes a burping sound), and puts 'em to sleep when she goes to sleep. It's adorable!
And Brodie's doing great as well. His vocabulary is really taking off and he's at the point where is attempting to say at least one, sometimes two new words a day. Now they don't always come out correctly, but he tries to say it, which counts for me :) The other morning he woke up in his crib, stood up and was yelling "UP" at me from across the room. Too cute. He's still extremely bow legged which people always comment on, but it's because he started walking at 10 1/2 months and should correct itself over time, which is what I try to explain to people but it's still a little funny to see. Oh and he is really started to come into his little personality and tries to show off all the time now. He'll come into the room and start waddling like a penguin to get everyones attention. I don't know how to really explain well, but it's just hilarious. And dancing. He loves dancing. His "dancing" is kind of similar to his waddling except with a little more "swagger". It acutally looks like dancing. I need to take a video of it. You know how most kids look kind of uncoordinated and sillly? Not Bro. It actually looks like dancing. America's Best Dance Crew better look out! LOL
Ok well I really didn't mean to throw myself a pity party LOL or for this to go on this long, so if you've stuck it out to the end, thanks for reading and checking in!
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Kid Quotes (# 11) "Doggy Doo"
(WARNING: This blog is rated PG (poop graphic) as it contains material regarding....poop.)
The kids were playing outside and Josh went out to check on them. Cooper says, "Daddy I poop." Josh asks, "Oh no. You pooped your pants?" Cooper, "No. I poop outside. Over here." (walks Josh over to where he pooped..."
Cooper, "Uh oh. Poop gone. Doggy ate it."
Yes ladies and gentleman. My son pooped outside and now the whereabouts of the poop are unknown. Considering Cooper doesn't lie (hasn't learned to yet LOL), I'm going to go ahead and say it's pretty likely that the dog ate it. *BARF*
The kids were playing outside and Josh went out to check on them. Cooper says, "Daddy I poop." Josh asks, "Oh no. You pooped your pants?" Cooper, "No. I poop outside. Over here." (walks Josh over to where he pooped..."
Cooper, "Uh oh. Poop gone. Doggy ate it."
Yes ladies and gentleman. My son pooped outside and now the whereabouts of the poop are unknown. Considering Cooper doesn't lie (hasn't learned to yet LOL), I'm going to go ahead and say it's pretty likely that the dog ate it. *BARF*
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