“This is a weird looking diaper mommy!” 

Little did I know this could lead to a life of crime!

Well at least he’s not wearing it.

So we filled out the final paperwork and paid our money to start preschool in a mere ten weeks.  We went to the school and met our new teacher and teacher’s aide and saw the classroom.  I can’t even express how much I know they are going to love this experience.  Their teacher looks super sweet and gentle, I even wanted to hug her.  The aide was also a sweetheart.  I explained that we’re not quite ready with the potty situation and they told me that I shouldn’t worry because we still have ten weeks to go.  When I think about how much we’ve progressed in the last ten weeks, I think yeah…we’ll make it.  Anyways, Cole jumped right in and started playing with toys, Paige was a little more hesitant, but she wasn’t freaking out so I took that as a good sign.

We went to the movies for the first time today for the $2 summer movie.  It was a G-rated Veggie tale movie.  I think every kid in Scottsdale was at the movie.  Seriously, I got there early…had a minor poop incident…and by the time I got everything packed and ready to go we were late.  Note to Gina…we didn’t need to bring booster seats….the theater provides them.  So I packed our blankies in case it was cold in the theater, drink bag, hats, and booster seats into the choo-choo train.  We weren’t allowed to bring the choo choo in the theater so I was lugging three kids and all that crap through the dark theater trying to find a seat.  We ended up sitting in the second row.  Paige and Cole did surprisingly great keeping still and watching the movie.  Drew was not into the movie at all.  He would not sit still and was making googly faces at the people in the row behind us.  Then he would jump on my stomach.  Finally we had to leave about fifteen minutes into the movie because he wouldn’t stop screaming.  Oh sweet Drew.

I have so much more to say….we are learning so many new things and saying new words everyday.  Drew is talking a lot.  In the last two days Drew has added to his about fifteen word vocabulary: ”mac and cheese” and “hello”.  Paige is saying full-on sentences which is wonderful because I totally understand her.  Cole is stringing two and three word sentences.  They are very basic combinations but he’s trying and it’s totally cute. 

Yep, they’re eating bacon on the couch!

So much to say, so little time.  Well that’s a lie, I have lots of time, just too tired to write.  Okay that’s a lie too.  It’s weird, there is so much going on with the babies kids, but it’s so hard to motivate myself to tell the world how great they are.  Luckily Tobie has stepped up to the plate with this whole blogging thing.  What a great team we make.  Me as the captain and her…okay I’m just going to stop there. Did I mention what a great team we make?

Anyways, the kids are…well…normal kids if you overlook Paige’s stranger anxiety and Cole’s lack of eating and Drew’s crying fits.  Everyday when I see them in the morning before I go to work and at night before they go to bed, they surprise me with their development.  They can say a billion words now.  They know the ABC song and can count to 10. They understand everything, and I mean everything.  Parrots they have become.  We knew we had to start watching what we say around them when Paige used some adult language.  It’s kind of a funny story.  Tobie was at Baja Fresh with the kids.  After they were finished, Paige carried her little bowl of chips with both hands, through the restaurant, 50 feet across the parking lot to the car.  When she got in the car she spilled her chips.  She was so pissed, started shaking her fists and saying “g*d damn it”.  Yeah, we don’t say those kinds of words anymore.  She didn’t get it from me.  I like dropping the F-bomb.  A few days later, Cole was mad at something and repeated Paige’s little outburst.  I’m blaming it on Hannah Montana.

Another funny story: We’ve been trying to pottery train the kids.  Okay, Tobie has.  Anyways, last weekend Paige said she needed to go potty.  We got her naked and threw her on the potty.  After 10 minutes or so she got up and started playing with the other 2 kids.  A few minutes later Tobie starts freaking out because she she’s a little dingle-berry of poo on her butt and threw Paige on the potty.  Of course Paige is freaked out and starts crying because she’s not sure what’s going on.  Paige calms down and there is not much in the way of poop.  Tobie asks me to go to the other room where I see an adult size log on the floor.  Ewwwwww.  I had no idea my little girl had become a woman! It contemplated saving it for her scrapbook, then I thought better of it and clogged the toilet as I tried to flush it away.

Drew doesn’t crawl anymore, he’s a full-time walker.  Thank goodness because he is so freaking heavy.  Anyways, for whatever reason he’s falling a lot lately.  His face is all jacked up with cuts and bruises from falling.  Poor kid, but at least he’s in good spirits most of the time.  He’s also super smart.  He knows so much.  He already knows to go to the refrigerator and to say “milk” when he’s thirsty.  I think P & C just started that like a few months ago.  The kids play really well together.  The boys are best buds.  Drew has started to bear hug Cole and suck his face.  It’s pretty funny because sometimes Cole can’t get up and Drew is such a lover!

Speaking of Cole, he’s totally into trucks.  When the garbage truck comes twice a week, he goes bananas.  Tobie bought some crazy DVD about garbage trucks and recycling (who would have ever thought of making a video about garbage trucks?).  Cole now will say “more truck movie” all day long wanting to watch trucks on the TV.  Remember when I said our kids don’t watch TV?  I guess they do now!

When we put the kids on the potty, they go and get a bunch of books to read.  Where did they learn that?  Is reading on the toilet inherent to our being?

What else?  Oh Moxie…sweet sweet Moxie.  Her cyst had ruptured again on the back of her neck.  I brought her into the vet the other day.  The vet was like we can clean her up or we can do surgery and remove it.  Since it’s on the back of her neck, she’ll probably always have problems with it.  Well I opted for the vet to just clean it up and give me some antibiotics to make sure she doesn’t get an infection.  So I’m sitting in the lobby waiting for them to bring her back to me.  They shaved the back of her neck and she had this giant pulsating growth staring me in the eye.  I turn to the vet tech and ask why they didn’t fix her up.  The vet tech said that’s how it’s always going to look.  Here is a picture, click here at your own risk.  Needless to say I scheduled her for surgery about 10 seconds later.  She has me if I wanted an estimate, I said “I don’t care how much it costs, fix her now!” Luckily enough they had a cancellation and was able to get surgery that day.  Oh, she also needed a teeth cleaning and she was past due on her shots, sweet!  When they cleaned her teeth, she had a doggie cavity so they pulled a tooth.  They also cut her gums because they had overgrown some teeth.  Moxie basically got the crap beat out of her.  I’m happy to report the very next day she was back to her old self and isn’t missing a beat.  Here is the after shot of her surgery. I think they did a great job and it should heal up just fine.  Now, since Moxie is so old, she has about 10 other fatty tumors/cysts on her.  Let’s pray that none of them “pop” because at $1100 a pop, I may have to get out the scalpel myself and buy “Dog Surgery For Dummies”.