June 17th, 2009
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Drew has finally shown interest in potty training. So he got to try on big boy underwear. He was very happy! He kept saying to Cole: “I’m wearing big boy underwear too”.
Wait a minute, something is going on down there.
Oops, he peed in his big boy underwear.
He’s not too happy about that. Won’t be the first time, won’t be the last!
June 16th, 2009
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Tummy time is best when shared. Drew loves to participate.
Such a ham for the camera.
Going in for the kiss!
Looking for feedback!
Tummy time is hard when you are 2 years old!
June 14th, 2009
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We decided to take the kids bowling for the first time ever. They made us get shoes for Paige’s big feet, but we convinced them the other two didn’t need them. Anything to save a buck!
Hello ladies PBA! Paige going on 9 years old in this picture!
It’s all about the release and flying crane pose!
Then you have to hold that pose to appease the bowling gods!
I feel bad now that I made him use a 15 pound ball.
Cole was the only one of the three that watched to see what his ball would hit.
“Go baby, go!”
And that’s why Cole was the only one to get a strike!
Owen would rather be at home breast feeding. This is our typical Owen, us trying to have fun in public, him going beserk!
I caught Paige trying to cheat and change the score via the computer terminal!
Really, a 15 pound ball isn’t heavy for Drewski!
This is him doing his victory dance. Too bad I think he only got 1 pin this frame.
June 8th, 2009
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| Drew 2.5 months old, Cole 8.5 months old in these shots, both wearing the same outfit. One is going to be my linebacker, the other my distance runner. Drew is almost 15 pounds here, Cole around 12.5 pounds. | |
Owen at 4 months old. I think he’s going to be a mix of Cole and Drew. The best of both worlds!
June 6th, 2009
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We just ordered one for Owen.
June 4th, 2009
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Both Paige and Cole started a new My Gym class yesterday. After Cole’s tumbling performance on Tuesday I wasn’t sure they were going to be able to mentally handle it. The new class does not require parent participation and the kids are expected to sit and wait their turn for gymnastic skills. The kids did GREAT! Better than great. They actively participated and were angels in the class. Wow. What a relief. I was able to sit in the waiting room with Owen and watch them and hang out with other moms. It was nice. I love parent participation stuff because I love playing with the kids, but non-parent participation classes are nice too.
Today was Drew’s turn to have Mommy time. We did a My Gym class for his age group. Grandma came to class too to help with Owen because sure enough that’s his hour of screamfest. I was super glad to have the alone time with Drew and I could tell he loved it because at the end of class he threw his arms around my neck and gave me the biggest hug ever.
After nap it was time for the long-awaited ballet class. I can’t even describe the excitement and jitters that Paige had going into class. She is the most beautiful ballerina by the way. So we got to class and she immediately went up on stage and started running around with the other little girls, initiating 3 yr old conversation (something about monsters), and giggling away. The parents were not allowed to stay and watch (the teacher was very hard-core about insisting that we leave before she started teaching). We were ushered to another room that had no windows so I have no idea how Princess Paige did, but she said she loved it and again…that’s all that matters. 
June 2nd, 2009
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So this is our big week of starting new fun things. This morning Cole and Paige went to Vacation Bible School at their preschool. I think they were taken aback that they were in a different room than their preschool room and they had different teachers…but they seemed to roll with the punches and they told me afterwards they had a really good time.
While they were in school Drew, Owen and I hung out at the house. I gave Drew a lot of juice and took off his diaper. After about an hour or so…I suggested he use the potty and guess what? he PEED in the POTTY! How exciting! He even did his little giddy laugh while he peed. But don’t get all excited because after another hour passed I suggested he try again. This time he protested fiercely and ended up peeing on the kitchen floor. Take what you can get. I’m not pushing this issue but I thought an introduction to the potty would be good for him and it was a perfect time since Paige and Cole weren’t around. The funny thing is that I told Paige and Cole at lunchtime about Drew’s big feat and Cole said “we didn’t get to clap and cheer”. He’s dreamy.
So Cole started his gymnastics class this afternoon after nap. I don’t even think I can describe how badly it went. Cole didn’t even move for the first ten minutes of class. He just sat and watched the other kids. Then they started doing movements from one side of the class to the other. Cole was the only one still remaining on the start side. Then they busted out the mats for real tumbling and Cole took off. He was like a wild man just running around the class doing laps around the room while the other kids tumbled. Sometimes he’d try to cut in line, but no one let him. Then he’d get in the back of line, get bored, and start cruising again. He never tumbled. The other parents told me he was cute. Ummmm….okay. Then the moms started telling me their kids were like Cole when they first started. Another mom told me her kid was almost 5, the class is for 3-4 yr olds. What do I care? (Well, I do care…but) The main thing that matters to me is that Cole had a good time. And he had a blast. He told me how much fun tumbling was and he was so happy to have that individual attention and hold my hand to and from class. That’s what’s really important.
I told Eric that the precedent has been set for Paige’s ballet class…
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June 1st, 2009
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Paige had her ear tube placement surgery this morning. I was worried we wouldn’t wake up on time (because we don’t use/have alarm clocks–I know cell phones have alarm functions on them!). Anyways…thankfully Drew had a complete meltdown screamfest right when we needed to get up and get dressed to be at the hospital by 6am. Thanks Drew! Paige did great. She is such a big girl now. The anethesiologist asked if I had any questions then she looked at Paige and asked if Paige had any questions. I started to answer for Paige (I have a terrible terrible habit of doing that if they don’t answer right away), but the doctor shot me a nasty look. So Paige in the cutest voice ever said she had popping in her ears and the doctor said they were going to fix that and Paige said good. Procedure took so little time I barely had a chance to feed Owen before we were called back to recovery. I had forgotten when Cole had his procedure that the kids can’t walk afterwards. Aaghh. So I had the single stroller with me for Owen’s infant seat. I ended up carrying Owen in his infant carrier in one hand and pushing big girl Paige in the stroller with the other hand across the children’s hospital campus to the parking garage. Good thing I worked out with Eric yesterday.
We were supposed to start vacation bible school today but the nurses said Paige would be tired and groggy all day so we should take it easy. Wrong! She was absolutely fine, but it’s better to play it safe.
So in summary, Paige has now had surgery on her eyes, mouth, heart and ears. Poor girl. Seriously, it’s bad when the surgery center nurses know you. Let’s cross our fingers we don’t have to go back for any surgeries until the kids turn eighteen or so and want cosmetic rhinoplasty.
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June 1st, 2009
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So we had an amazing weekend. It’s about time that our weekends are fun fun fun. The kids are getting fun fun fun. Today we weren’t home at all. We went to our gym this morning. Eric and I worked out together while the kids played in the child play area. We tried to do this last summer but the kids were so skiddish and I remember they would just wail so we would feel terrible and not keep them in there. But today…they were so excited to play, they didn’t care at all that we left them there. Well, Owen was pretty miserable…but the others were fine. We are going to try and work out at the gym every weekend now so we get some E and T time and feel good too.
Then we came home and took a nap so we could go to a friends’ birthday party at one of those bounce places. Paige was bouncing everywhere. We thought she was on one bouncy thing and she’d be bouncing away on another. Drew was right behind her. Those two are getting to be great friends. Sidenote: she now calls him Drewski and he calls her Paigey. So cute! Anyways getting back to the birthday party: Cole refused to go on any of the bouncy things. He just stood there. His lack of participation in normal kid activities is really starting to get to me. I’m trying to not let it…but if you know Eric and I…we’re very active, competitive, and I think a ton of fun…so seeing him just stand there and not play makes me nuts.
Yesterday we crashed our local resort pool that only goes about three feet deep. Again Paige and Drew were laughing and having a ball in the water. Cole refused to go in the water until the last five minutes of the 90 minutes we were there and even then he just dipped his toes in. The rest of the time he sat on a lounge chair and watched everyone else having fun. Uugg.
Other stories from this weekend: We were eating dinner at the table last night and we’ve kind of drilled into the kids’ heads that you can never touch a cactus (living in AZ and all). So Paige bumped my legs with her feet under the table and shouted “Ouch! I just touched a cactus”. I thought Eric was going to spit out his food…
Another story: I was changing Owen into his jammies tonight and both Paige and Cole stepped onto the side rail of the crib which caused it to dismantle and land right on the tops of both my feet. I’m pretty sure the swelling and pain will cripple me later. It hurt so bad! How do the kids hurt themselves all the time and go on like nothing happened?
Another story: Drew loves Pink’s rockstar song. It is the most hilarious thing to hear him sing it. He doesn’t know all the words, but has the general melody. Paige’s favorite song is Womanizer from Britney. And Cole likes Taylor Swift. When I think about their personalities…all those songs just fit.
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May 30th, 2009
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So why is it that Owen sleeps his long stretches of sleep at the worst times? He sleeps four to five hours when he first goes down at night (but I usually only get about 2-3 hrs of that stretch) and another four-five hour stretch early in the morning usually from 3-7am but the other kids get up at 5:30 so again I only get about 2-3 hrs of that stretch. Frustrating!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then in the middle of the night we’re up every 2-3 hrs. Uugg.
Speaking of sleep, our little Drewski is sleeping much better now. It was definitely the ear infections making him a lunatic that woke up multiple times during the night screaming/crying. Lesson for the future I guess. I feel really bad in retrospect that I didn’t take him to urgent care or the ER over the holiday weekend. It would have made all of us feel better getting more sleep and him not being in discomfort/pain. The last couple of days he’s slept an extra hour or more at both night and naptime than the other kids so either he’s catching up on sleep from the weekend or he’s on a growth spurt. The last picture that Eric posted shows how he’s losing his baby fat and really turning into a lean mean toddler machine.
Drew definitely is not the sweet little boy we once had. He just is 100% pure toddler. Don’t get me wrong, he’s still 100% adorable but he wears me out. Everything wears me out lately. Paige and Cole do not stop talking. Even as I’m typing this they’re yelling and shouting stories in my ears at deafening levels and will repeat the same thing until I repeat back what they said. It does not satisfy them if I say a one-word response like okay, really?, or yeah. They are SOOOOO LOUD 24/7. In order to be heard sometimes I find myself outshouting them. Uugg.
So Owen is four months old next week. I can’t believe it. Sometimes I look at him and still can’t believe he’s here or that I was even pregnant with him. Like it’s a dream and I’m like “whoa! who are you?” four months later…So he’s super active now being four months old. I was looking back at pics of Drew at four months and realized that Drew was HUGE and was already playing in those little entertainment center things. No wonder Owen is BORED in his bouncy chairs. Now that my girl J is with us, one of us usually showers Owen with attention. He loves it. He was kind of neglected for a long time before she started because try as I may…I couldn’t be everywhere and breastfeeding seemed to be the only thing I could do with him. Once breastfeeding was done, back in the bouncy chair he went until the next feed so I could tend to the others. Even though J is with us and she is awesome…I find myself almost crying when I see her playing with Owen because I feel like I should be spending that quality time with him. Then when I see her playing with P, C, and D I feel upset that I’m with Owen and not giving them the attention they need or the one having fun with them. A lot of what I do with them is mandatory yuck like potty, cleaning, serving food, bathing, getting dressed, time-outs. Stuff you can try to make fun, but usually someone ruins the activity and you want to pull your hair out. Plus, a lot of time I should be spending with the kids, I’m doing crap jobs around the house that are necessary to function. I just feel like I’m never doing 100% and I’m always letting someone down. I truly don’t know how larger families do it. I guess you just let go and know that as long as the kids are happy it doesn’t matter so much that you’re not always there for them as long as someone is. I think I just saw Kate say that on the last episode of Jon and Kate plus eight. So sad for them by the way. I really enjoyed their show and watching them because they really seemed genuine (plus they gave good ideas on handling different multiple situations).
Okay…got to go. I smell poop. This life is so glamorous.
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