we’ve had the sickies and other randomness.

Last weekend, Dexter had a fever that crept up to a scary 103.8.  Luckily we were able to manage it with medicine and tepid baths, but I won’t lie.  It really was scary.  It only lasted about 48 hours.  This weekend, it’s been Theo’s turn.  He has had the exact same symptoms and hopefully is on the mend now.  Thank goodness for a best friend who is an ER nurse with peds experience.  She has saved me a trip to the ER more than once.

We finally got a tile saw so Ryan’s dad has been working on the boys’ bathtub. I need to get over to the house and take some pictures.  I also painted a wall red in our bedroom.  I’m not loving it yet, but I think it will look a lot better once we get some furniture and curtains in there.  It took so many coats that I dread the day I have to cover it up.  The biggest hold up right now is… us.  We’ve yet to figure out our flooring.

We were thinking about having carpet in the bedrooms.  Initially, because we thought it would be cheaper and because it would go down fast.  Upon doing some research, we learned that it’s not cheaper.  Faster yes. Cheaper no.  So no we’re going back and forth between whether we wanted carpet because it would be nice for variety or if we only wanted it because we thought it would be cheaper and faster.  Sure, it feels nice under your feet.  But after having a house with all hardwood floors (with a puking baby and puking cats present), we know how nice it is to clean up a mess with a clorox wipe and be done with it.  I have no interest in finding dried chunks of cat puke on the carpet when I get home from work.  Kids puke.  Potty training kids pee and poop.  I think we are leaning towards having hard floors throughout the house.

Decisions, decisions.

Everyone wants to know when we think we are going to move in.  We. Don’t. Know.  I wish we did.  All I can say is … as soon as possible. As soon as reasonable.  We have to get the boys’ bathtub finished and we have to get some flooring down throughout the home.  We can do the kitchen after we get moved in.

Week two of work is under way.  Still loving it and appreciating that I made the change, even if the timing was not optimal.

I think it is safe to mention it here – I am going to be an AUNTIE again!  My sister is over halfway through her pregnancy and we should know if I’ll be having a niece or nephew within the next few days.  This is exciting news!

I will get some new pictures of the house up very soon.

xo,
~C~

i miss this place.

It’s no secret that I haven’t been around here as much as I used to be.  It’s not by choice at all, I just haven’t had the time.  I don’t know when or how to make the time anymore.  It’s not that I don’t want to be here. I actually think about some of my blog friends quite often and miss reading their posts and comments on my posts.  I’ve found some wonderful ladies who have similar stories to mine.  It’s easy to bond this way, becoming friends with someone you’ve never hugged or high fived.  Thank goodness for mobile Facebook, I’m able to keep up with a couple friends that way.

In related news, I completely tanked on my Project 365 and that makes me really sad.  I don’t think I’ve taken a picture in at least a week.  That makes me even sadder.  (Even more sad?)  I haven’t decided if I am going to try to resurrect that or just let it die in peace.  Maybe I’ll start all over again later this year.  This blog is overdue for a photo post and an update on the boys and I will try to get to both of those soon.

Life is just crazy right now.  We sold our house and we have nowhere to go…literally.  We are going to have to shack up with friends, stay in a hotel, or decide to get an apartment.  There’s a house we like (a lot) but a lot goes into this decision.  It this the house we want our kids to grow up in?  We don’t want to move again until they are out of school.  We are putting a lot of pressure on ourselves to make this huge decision and going nuts in the process.

Dexter has pinkeye.  Wonder who will fall victim next?

miss you,
~C~

what the dudes are doing

My little Friday the 13th boy celebrated his 8 month birthday this past Friday.  Friday the 13ths will always make me smile. 
He’s not one to disappoint on his monthly b-days, so at 8 months, he is sporting some new moves.  For instance, this face: 

It must have something to do with teething, right?  He’s getting his second tooth (I can almost feel it) and all weekend, he was sucking that bottom lip in.  I swear, he doesn’t always just live in pajamas.
I think it was Friday night that he decided it would be cool if he just started standing up and letting go.  Then he waits for us to notice and gets a big grin on his face when we start clapping.  Right before plopping down on his tush.  Once he lunged forward.  I’m not sure if he was just falling or trying to take a step towards me.  This kid is going to walk before his birthday, I just know it. Thing is, he’s tiny.  He has no business walking.  Hop on up in mama’s arms and stay little.  Mmmkay?
Look, ma!  No hands.




one hand

 

no hands



try again.

And y’all – whether it lasts or not remains to be seen.  But it seems as though this guy may finally be sleeping through the night.  It only took 8 (exhausting) months. More about this later!
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Well, what’s that other dude been doing?
Keeping up on his oral hygiene, of course.
Eating the meal of all meals – yogurt, a hot dog, and a pickle.  Dee-lish.
Snuggling up to Niko.
Hanging out with friends, Max & Mik. 
(Don’t they look like they could be Dexter’s cousins?)
Reading books to brother.
And finally…
Shouting “pee pee potty!” when it’s already too late.  Then squirming and wiggling away when I try to take his picture on the potty.  What?  Don’t all moms take pictures of their kids on the toilet and post them on the internet?  Maybe I should rethink this…nah.
Newsworthy:  We had no plans this weekend other than getting the Christmas decorations put away.  Success! We did the majority of it during Theo’s 3 hour nap on Saturday.  Perhaps that was mean – he was pretty traumatized when he got up and everything was gone.  Once he noticed the tree had been taken down, he went looking for every string of lights that had been up.  It was sad, following him around as he searched for any trace of Christmas. All in all, it was a nice, relaxing weekend after being sooo busy these past few weeks.
Lastly, I have to say that the weekend would have been better had I not been made aware of some heartbreaking news.  I learned that sweet little 2 year old Tripp Roth lost his battle with epidermolysis bullosa on Saturday morning.  No, I didn’t know him or his mother personally but their story has gripped my heart since I stumbled across their site on Top Mommy Blogs.  Take a moment to read about Tripp. You will fall in love with him.  He has so many admirers – I think tears were falling all around the world this weekend.  Rest in peace, little man. 
so thankful,
~C~