Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Late Edition for Not Me Mondays

I know it is Wednesday, but I have to confess. With having every one in the house sick over the weekend, that I DID NOT have a clean kitchen when I woke up on Monday morning and I DID NOT feed my boys ice cream for breakfast.

If we were all perfect people and everyday day was magical then the world would be a pretty boring place.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

"I'm a big kid now!"



So potty training has always seemed to be a long process in our house. With the middle boy he has been reluctant to make a poo in the pot. He will hold it just to avoid it, then we wind up with a big messy. (I don't have to go into further detail, you can use your imagination.)



So the other day I am downstairs working on the computer, the oldest and Dad were on the sofa reading a book. I hear the upstairs toilet flush. I did not pay much attention to it, because I was too involved in what I was doing. I hear the toilet flush again, then again. By the third flush I was snapped out of what I was doing and thought to myself, two of the guys are downstairs so who is that? I quickly realize that my three year old is up stairs, so I race up stairs and I do you know what I saw....




The middle boy standing in the hallway with his pants around his ankles and a baby wipe wedged into his bottom and he says to me. "Mama I went poo and I am cleaning my butt, does that my you happy?" I fell to my knees laughing. It is an image that is burned into my mind forever. I also have to add that he had to waddle into the baby's room and climb onto the dresser/changing table where the wipes are kept, then waddle back into the hallway where I found him. I am pleased to report that everything made it to where it was supposed to go and there was not a messy trail behind the guy's footsteps.


Man, some days you just have to love having preschoolers and appreciate the magic they bring into your life.

Friday, January 23, 2009

The boy is 4 months today!!

Just 4 short months ago we welcomed the little guy into our family. Last night as I went to bed I was thinking it felt like yesterday when I was standing in my bathroom crying out loud to Christian that I felt like I was never going to have this baby and now here he is 4 months old already.

He is no longer a newborn, but a happy little guy. He is kicking and laughing (squeaking) most of his days. He is no longer this quite little sleepy guy, but a noisy, jolly little guy. He is no longer sleeping a 6 hours at a time at night, but getting up about every 4-2hours. So, I bet you can guess how I am feeling these days.

I have packed away his newborn and 3month clothes. As I put them into the boxes I wondered if this is the last time I will see these clothes. Many of the sleepers have been worn by all the the boys. Some cousins included in there as well. So there was some sadness there as I said good-bye to those sweet little clothes.

The Seb is waiting everyday with excitement for the next stage in the boy's life. He keeps hoping for a word to form out of all the hundreds of coos we hear each day. I for one am not wanting to move that fast. I have seen the next stages in life, although they too are fun. I am trying my best to experience the magic of each day with him.