This week has been pretty usual. The kids are crazy around 3pm so every afternoon we go outside and play until I have o drag them in for dinner (usually around 7pm) they are starving and sad they can't play outside anymore so it is drama!
Today was interesting because we went to a pirate birthday party. I have decided to take people up on invitations to birthday parties because it is usually great FREE fun for my kids. So I dressed Little 1 and Little 2 up as pirates and we went to the Park Party. I strapped Little 3 on in the baby bjorn and helped Little 2 play with out getting hurt. They looked so adorable playing. Soon it was time for hotdogs so while Little 1 entertained the other party kids (he loves to make people laugh) I helped Little 2 eat. It was all fun and games until at the picnic table until Little 2 showed me his hand and said "poop" . That's when my heart sinks ugh. Thank God I had put a pullup on him- however, it was coming out the back. I quietly escorted him away from the table, sent Little 1 to the playground (which was closer to the car) and we went to the parking lot for my favorite kind of diaper change. I call it the "Walmart Diaper Change" I had to put Little 1 in the car seat, then make wiggly Little 2 stand still while I waited for cars to pass and to have some sort of privacy. I feel so redneck when I change a poop diaper in the back of my car in a parking lot for everyone to see. It was awful, I had to scrape his hands with wipes, pour sanatizer all over his hands, try to wipe it off of his shirt and shorts- it was just a little bit, but discusting to leave him in the same clothes. Little 3 was so patient. Little 2 was trying to climb over the seat, playing with whatever was in the backseat and I am trying to keep poop from getting everywhere and wondering if Little 1 is still ok on the playground. Little 2 has a recent breakout of eczema and it was all over his legs, I felt so bad for him. I tried putting a little bit of the lotion I had brought for Little 3's face on his legs. I was just frazzled. So we went back to the party. By then it was time to nurse Little 3, so I set up camp (thankfully I had a camping chair in the car with me) at a safe distance from the party kids. While I was nursing him I watched Little 1 pick Little 2 up and bounce him around. Little 2 liked this ( I am not a a close enough range to get their attention and tell them to stop) so Little 2 starts picking up other kids. Kids that are taller then him mind you, and of course they all go tumbling down. I am praying no one gets hurt. And I don't really know any of the parents at the party- which makes it even weirder. ha! So in writing this looks worse then in actually was- all the poop, and falling down. They ate cake had candy and dressed up like pirates and played on a playground. More then they would do if we were just at home. Daddy had gone for a bike race in Charlotte.
When we got home Little 2 was asleep in the car and Little 1 wanted to go straight back to playing with his bff. The afternoon wandered on daddy finally got home around 4:45 and I watched my sweet Little 1 running around with out his shirt on (his new favorite thing to do) muddy from the creek and absolutely beautiful. He loves his friends. Although the girls want him to kiss them lately... I am trying to explain germs and cooties to him- he is only 5! I think the only thing I really did today besides play/watch the babies is make some extremely low calorie chocolate cupcakes. But I did have to chronicle the craziness. I am glad I went to the party- I think they had fun, even though I was stressed a bit. I would rather them have the memory and the fun then stay home b/c I can't handle the possabilities. Little 1 is covered in scrapes and bruises, his fingernails (which are nubs b/c he bites them) have dirt embedded in the skin and I love it! It tells my heart that he is playing hard and having fun- like he should be. Little 2 is in love with this little tractor set I bought him the other day. He carried it around with him (in fact he might be sleeping with the "escavator" ) he also has a favorite shovel when we go outside. It is just his size and has the red ring around it (we have 2 of the same kind of shovel for digging holes at the beach and he only wants the one with the red ring around it) He carries that shovel everywhere! We have to watch our toes. Once he is old enough I know he will be playing as hard as Little 1 does. But for now he has to stay with me and dig and ride his motercycle (aka hot wheel) I made daddy come up with dinner tonight :) I was worn out from all that playing.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Monday, April 9, 2012
Monday April 9, 2012
I guess I should just jump right in. I am realizing that "this is it" ! My babies are growing up right now. I don't want to forget anything- or look back and wonder if I did everything I could, gave enough hugs and kisses. And they are so adorable- the things they say, do- get into. It should be documented for their sake. So here is an online journal of our life- our days.
Sweet little 3 is already 4 months old. Aside from having tummy troubles still he is the sweetest, happiest little baby. He is so patient and amused by what his brothers are into. When little 2 is a mess, little 3 just watches and waits. Little 2 had a hard time today. His 2 year molars are cutting through and I think it just puts him on edge. He is exactly 2 1/2 and what a mess. He growls when he cries, when he is mad and even when he is playing sometimes. He just has this gravel to his voice, especially when he is mad. It is pretty annoying. He is persistent like his daddy and eventually I cave. He has such a strong personality. But I love him to pieces. Today we started the day by running out to the backyard to finish planting some ferns and layout some pine straw. We had to do it pretty quick, Little 3 takes his best nap in the morning. So we all 3 ran outside and dug some holes. Little 2 and Little 1 played in the creek and looked for worms. Little 1 is ALL about his friends right now. His bff lives next door so soon he was asking to go play. Today is Monday- I usually do the laundry, but I was too excited about the ferns my dad gave me. I have been trying to finish planting the backyard and I can say that particular area is now finished (after about 3 weeks) Daddy built beautiful rock stairs leading down to the creek so it is much safer for the kids to get up and down the hill. So the majority of my day was spent outside planting. We just planted a river birch near the front of the house on Saturday. It has 3 trunks, I thought it symbolizes my 3 boys. House is full of dirty clothes, but my garden looks great!
At this point in life (and for the past 6 months I would say) Little 2 LOVES tools and tractors. He cries for screwdrivers and hammers and wrenches. I give in sometimes and let him carry a screwdriver around (how horrible and dangerous) but today it was a shovel. He knows the real thing to. Although he makes believe that nail clippers are his swiss army knife. crazy kid.
Little 1 is 5. He gave me a heart attack today. He knows the rules when he is playing outside, where he can go. I went to call for him and couldn't find him. I had to leave Little 2 inside asleep and go search for Little 1. I finally found him all the way at the end of the street with some neighbor friends. I was in a panic. I wasn't sure how to impress upon him how BAD that was. So I put him in the "thinking closet" a stall shower in the guest bathroom, for 5 minutes and then told him he couldn't play with his friends the rest of the day. Or course they all found him in the backyard a few hours later. Man. I have had dreams of him being taken, and there is just no room for error. He absolutely has to obey my outside rules. I hope he got the message, but I am not sure it was painful enough since he ended up playing with all of his friends in our backyard. Oh well. So today was pretty regular. I am trying to loose this baby weight too! arg. If I could just loose my appetite things would be perfect. But daddy and I are on this vegan kick (since I am off dairy for the baby) and I have been cooking (for the first time in my life) all of these amazing vegetable dishes. Most of them are even fat free and vegan. But I like to eat cookies at night. haha! All the Littles are asleep and I watch movies and eat brownies - however, they are made with stevia a tiny bit of sugar and pumpkin pie mix. I wouldn't serve them to anyone so I can't figure out why I am still a big mama. I am trying to kick it starting tonight. no more big belly! ha! We'll see. Hopefully Little 2 sleeps ok, we gave him meds for his teeth. He was an absolute mess when I kissed him goodnight.
Sweet little 3 is already 4 months old. Aside from having tummy troubles still he is the sweetest, happiest little baby. He is so patient and amused by what his brothers are into. When little 2 is a mess, little 3 just watches and waits. Little 2 had a hard time today. His 2 year molars are cutting through and I think it just puts him on edge. He is exactly 2 1/2 and what a mess. He growls when he cries, when he is mad and even when he is playing sometimes. He just has this gravel to his voice, especially when he is mad. It is pretty annoying. He is persistent like his daddy and eventually I cave. He has such a strong personality. But I love him to pieces. Today we started the day by running out to the backyard to finish planting some ferns and layout some pine straw. We had to do it pretty quick, Little 3 takes his best nap in the morning. So we all 3 ran outside and dug some holes. Little 2 and Little 1 played in the creek and looked for worms. Little 1 is ALL about his friends right now. His bff lives next door so soon he was asking to go play. Today is Monday- I usually do the laundry, but I was too excited about the ferns my dad gave me. I have been trying to finish planting the backyard and I can say that particular area is now finished (after about 3 weeks) Daddy built beautiful rock stairs leading down to the creek so it is much safer for the kids to get up and down the hill. So the majority of my day was spent outside planting. We just planted a river birch near the front of the house on Saturday. It has 3 trunks, I thought it symbolizes my 3 boys. House is full of dirty clothes, but my garden looks great!
At this point in life (and for the past 6 months I would say) Little 2 LOVES tools and tractors. He cries for screwdrivers and hammers and wrenches. I give in sometimes and let him carry a screwdriver around (how horrible and dangerous) but today it was a shovel. He knows the real thing to. Although he makes believe that nail clippers are his swiss army knife. crazy kid.
Little 1 is 5. He gave me a heart attack today. He knows the rules when he is playing outside, where he can go. I went to call for him and couldn't find him. I had to leave Little 2 inside asleep and go search for Little 1. I finally found him all the way at the end of the street with some neighbor friends. I was in a panic. I wasn't sure how to impress upon him how BAD that was. So I put him in the "thinking closet" a stall shower in the guest bathroom, for 5 minutes and then told him he couldn't play with his friends the rest of the day. Or course they all found him in the backyard a few hours later. Man. I have had dreams of him being taken, and there is just no room for error. He absolutely has to obey my outside rules. I hope he got the message, but I am not sure it was painful enough since he ended up playing with all of his friends in our backyard. Oh well. So today was pretty regular. I am trying to loose this baby weight too! arg. If I could just loose my appetite things would be perfect. But daddy and I are on this vegan kick (since I am off dairy for the baby) and I have been cooking (for the first time in my life) all of these amazing vegetable dishes. Most of them are even fat free and vegan. But I like to eat cookies at night. haha! All the Littles are asleep and I watch movies and eat brownies - however, they are made with stevia a tiny bit of sugar and pumpkin pie mix. I wouldn't serve them to anyone so I can't figure out why I am still a big mama. I am trying to kick it starting tonight. no more big belly! ha! We'll see. Hopefully Little 2 sleeps ok, we gave him meds for his teeth. He was an absolute mess when I kissed him goodnight.
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