In the words of Jackson, 2 1/2:
Dear God,
Thank you for my mommy, my daddy, my baby boy, my Oma, my juice, my Belly, my playset, Cooper, Mr. Pauls, my food, my toys and my poopoo prize.
Aaaaaa-men!
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Sunday, March 25, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
The last day of Winter
On Monday,we bid farewell to the winter season by spending 95% of our day outside in the 80-degree sunshine.
We spent the morning at the zoo with our neighbor Andrea & her little girl Anna.
After disco-naps, the boys were eager-beaver to play outside, and Jackson even requested I get out the water hose. You don't have to ask me twice. We all ended up soaking wet and Bella even got a bath.
Shortly after, I hear Jackson calling for me from the slide. I look up and this is what I see:
Weston was a bit young to be part of the hose fun so after his messy teething cookie, we made him a redneck hot tub in the water table. He was full of compliments on his makeshift pool.
Then some nudie snack time.
We are so glad spring is here! But if the balmy mid-March weather is any indication, it's going to be a HOT summer!
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We spent the morning at the zoo with our neighbor Andrea & her little girl Anna.
After disco-naps, the boys were eager-beaver to play outside, and Jackson even requested I get out the water hose. You don't have to ask me twice. We all ended up soaking wet and Bella even got a bath.
Shortly after, I hear Jackson calling for me from the slide. I look up and this is what I see:
Weston was a bit young to be part of the hose fun so after his messy teething cookie, we made him a redneck hot tub in the water table. He was full of compliments on his makeshift pool.
Then some nudie snack time.
We are so glad spring is here! But if the balmy mid-March weather is any indication, it's going to be a HOT summer!
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Sunday, March 18, 2012
Two peas in a pod
Jackson, being aware of how much I enjoyed seeing him crawl into his brother's crib a few weeks back, has taken to climbing in there any chance he gets.
Last week, he noticed that I as changing Weston, so he stripped down to his own pull-up and requested that Baby Boy come "play in his diaper". Not sure where he got the idea for nudey wrestling, but we'll try it.
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Making progress...
This week, we finally had a potty-training break through. We've been fairly successful at peeing in the potty for the past week & Jackson has even woken up in the AM completely dry the past several mornings. We've had accidents of course, but 9 out of 10 times, he'll stay dry.
Going #2 in the potty is a different story. After dirtying 2 pairs of big boy underwear out of pure stubbornness, Ben promised Jackson a "big party with presents" if he pooped in the potty. Still no luck. But when I showed him the Costco size pack of big boy Star Wars underwear that he didn't get to wear until he pooped in the potty, Pavlov's theory finally proved to be true. Post-nap, he rushed to the potty and strained his little heart out to produce the tiniest little poo I have ever seen. But poop is poop & he was so proud of himself and his new underwear.
(Weston was there for moral support and had a front row seat for all the action.)
Fast forward three days...no more pooping in the potty and several accidents on the Jedis. Despite the lure of new presents that he can easily acquire just by pooping in the potty, he is holding strong. But thankfully forward progress has been made so we are on the right track.
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Going #2 in the potty is a different story. After dirtying 2 pairs of big boy underwear out of pure stubbornness, Ben promised Jackson a "big party with presents" if he pooped in the potty. Still no luck. But when I showed him the Costco size pack of big boy Star Wars underwear that he didn't get to wear until he pooped in the potty, Pavlov's theory finally proved to be true. Post-nap, he rushed to the potty and strained his little heart out to produce the tiniest little poo I have ever seen. But poop is poop & he was so proud of himself and his new underwear.
(Weston was there for moral support and had a front row seat for all the action.)
Fast forward three days...no more pooping in the potty and several accidents on the Jedis. Despite the lure of new presents that he can easily acquire just by pooping in the potty, he is holding strong. But thankfully forward progress has been made so we are on the right track.
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Tuesday, March 13, 2012
75%
For the past two weeks, both boys have had some runny noses & coughs here & there. But I didn't really think much of it...until Westie woke up Thursday afternoon with his eyes crusted shut.
I jumped online & quickly self-diagnosed him with an ear infection. It was news to me that ear infections can cause eye pucky, but I knew it wasn't pink eye and a clogged tear duct was unlikely since he's not a newbie.
After un-gluing his eyelashes on Friday morning, I ventured the treacherous waters of taking two kids to the doctor single-handedly. I didn't have anyone to watch J so I figured they could give him a once-over while we were there. {Flashback to Weston's new baby dr appointment aka the only other time I've taken them both to the doctor: Jackson was licking the window in the lobby. Literally.}
My suspicions were correct -- Weston did have an ear infection. And lucky for Jackson that he got to come along for the ride, because BOTH of his ears were infected. Yes, between the two of them, we had 3 ear infections.
Considering its March & this is the first sick visit we've had to the doctor since last Spring, I really can't complain.
I jumped online & quickly self-diagnosed him with an ear infection. It was news to me that ear infections can cause eye pucky, but I knew it wasn't pink eye and a clogged tear duct was unlikely since he's not a newbie.
After un-gluing his eyelashes on Friday morning, I ventured the treacherous waters of taking two kids to the doctor single-handedly. I didn't have anyone to watch J so I figured they could give him a once-over while we were there. {Flashback to Weston's new baby dr appointment aka the only other time I've taken them both to the doctor: Jackson was licking the window in the lobby. Literally.}
My suspicions were correct -- Weston did have an ear infection. And lucky for Jackson that he got to come along for the ride, because BOTH of his ears were infected. Yes, between the two of them, we had 3 ear infections.
Considering its March & this is the first sick visit we've had to the doctor since last Spring, I really can't complain.
Afternoon Monster
Recently, Jackson has been having tantrums when he wakes up from his afternoon nap. He's like a little monster. Screaming, crying, pretty much flipping out for anywhere from 20 minute to an hour. He wakes up screaming, and when I get to his room, he doesn't want me to touch him, then wants me to carry him, then tells me to stand up, then sit down, then starts faking a cough and starts choking because he's crying so hard. And on & on. Total mess. So bad that I dread his naps.
And some days, he doesn't fake a cough. Instead, he starts moaning about his tummy hurting, or his ears, or whatever he thinks will garner the most sympathy. Followed by his pleas for medicine. And them I'm caught between whether or not to believe him. The first few times, I fell for it and the minute he got a cough drop in his mouth, he flipped the switch from monster to angel. But other times, I can't tell if he's crying wolf or not....?
Does anyone else have experience with this craziness? There is no rhyme or reason to his post-nap tantrums. I've tried to pinpoint is it short vs long naps? How well he ate at lunch? What time he went down?
In the little bit of research I've done, there is sleep disorder called sleep inertia, where the body physically wakes up before the brain does. So you're caught between being awake & asleep. He seems to fit the bill for the symptoms and hopefully its just something he'll outgrow eventually.
And some days, he doesn't fake a cough. Instead, he starts moaning about his tummy hurting, or his ears, or whatever he thinks will garner the most sympathy. Followed by his pleas for medicine. And them I'm caught between whether or not to believe him. The first few times, I fell for it and the minute he got a cough drop in his mouth, he flipped the switch from monster to angel. But other times, I can't tell if he's crying wolf or not....?
Does anyone else have experience with this craziness? There is no rhyme or reason to his post-nap tantrums. I've tried to pinpoint is it short vs long naps? How well he ate at lunch? What time he went down?
In the little bit of research I've done, there is sleep disorder called sleep inertia, where the body physically wakes up before the brain does. So you're caught between being awake & asleep. He seems to fit the bill for the symptoms and hopefully its just something he'll outgrow eventually.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
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