Wow, I said in September that I would blog again right away, well that went to hell rather quickly. Oops!!!, but it could be worse, I guess.
Well, talk about a crazy life. We did get into our house, and we LOVE it, very much. It is so nice to have some breathing room and to have my personal bubble back. PHEW!! I was getting mighty claustrophobic.
But along with a nice big new house comes a lot more cleaning, and not necessarily just dirt but there are a million new places to find toys and dirty socks and sometimes the food that Evan and now Ada likes to hoard. I do feed my kids I promise.....really..... But I am not going to complain too much, because I LOVE it!!!!
Evan is now 3 and is so grown up. He is almost completely potty trained and is talking up a storm. The other night, I guess Evan had been back and forth to our bed a number of times ( I only remember 2 times, I was pretty tired) in doing this I guess he was keeping Larry up and of course, since Larry requires more sleep then a newborn, this did not make him very happy. So after the 80 billionth time he told Evan to go to his room and play with his new kitchen, to this Evan responds, "No, I am going to sleep" and 2 seconds later Evan was. Then when he woke up the next morning he had commented that his stomach hurt and 20 minutes later he said,"Daddy, I have some bites because my tummy is no ouches now... peez" It amazes me, but with this new found vocab comes attitude and back talking. Now when I count to give Evan a chance to rethink his current behavior, it goes like this; "Evan if you don't stop I am going to count..." Evan relies,"Otay!" and he of course does not stop, then I respond by, " 1....2....." to which Evan cuts in and says" 3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10" then after a deep breath by me and a second to collect the small bit of sanity that I have, all I can do is secretly smile and try to keep a straight face while I set the timer for a time out and put him on the stairs. Oye!!! So we are both working on affective consequences.
Now Ada, is going to be 1 in a month. Talk about a fast year. WOW!!! I thought Evan's first year was fast, but Ada's was faster. She is walking and talking a bit and thinks she should just go crawl up the stairs and she laughs at me and crawls faster as I walk towards her. Turkey! She does not like baby food and she has not intentions of weaning anytime soon. But that is okay, because soon she will not need me at all, and I am in no hurry for that.
We had an amazing Christmas and are hoping for an amazing New Year!!
I will blog again soon!
Signed,
Sorry, I forgot to write...
