With August comes a lot of changes in our lives....We are merging all the blogs into one and will not be posting to the boys blogs anymore. I plan to have books made from the posts and pics so they can have the memories to share once older.
Why the change? Another child is on the way and trying to figure out what posts to put on which blog is enough to drive any mother mad, especially a working one with 3 kids and bad organizational skills.
We are also preparing Ethan for kindergarten and Jason for being a big brother. We hope you enjoy following along on our journeys. Don't forget to refer back to the kids blogs for their early days and for a walk through history or look at the older years on this one since I imported the postings.
Jason's
Ethan's
Friday, August 6, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Special moments
Not a vacation, or holiday or anything earth shattering. Just some amazing moments with my soon to be middle child. He came home with a fever on Thursday of last week. We spent 4 days together with nobody else. We read books, fed the animals together, made our lunch, giggled and snuggled on the couch when we felt horrid and basically just bonded over nothing. School has been hard for him this week. After spending all that time with me and at home, he didn't want to go back to pre-school. Add to that the fact that Ethan is not going there anymore, and you have one stressed out child. He has been clingy at drop-off and Jeff has been spending a lot of time with him at the center.
Tonight, Mom kept Ethan overnight since she is his childcare this week. That left us having some quality alone time with the child that never really had any. We ate dinner, played Hungry Hippo, took a bath, watched Caillou, did a puzzle and then played Wii. He loves the bowling and the golf and has such fun. We called Ethan to tell him good night and Jason told him how much he missed him and loved him. "He's my best friend", he tells me as he hands me the phone.
I then go upstairs to get him ready for bed. After we brush our teeth and get a drink, he goes to the potty and announces that his pee pee is getting a LOT bigger and soon would be "this big" and has his arms as wide as his body. I mentioned that was probably a little too big for convenience and he was perfect the way he was. He then mentioned his ears had boogers in them. I assumed it was a stall tactic and told him we would clean them tomorrow. He agreed that when we brushed his teeth in the morning, this would be our plan. "You can squeeze the toothpaste and then clean them with the white fuzzy things", he says. I nod and explain those are called Q-tips. He tries...cube - its, cleaning tips, and decides it is just too hard to say. "I can't just say new things all the time, Mommy." I know the feeling. New things daunt me too at times.
We climb into bed and get comfy. He tells me how much he loves to cuddle, that I am his best girl and tells me over and over how much he loves me. "I think I told you 25 times, Mommy." Well, I love it. So I tell him, "you can never tell someone you love them too many times." He agrees. He plays with my hair and asks me to tickle his back. We sing songs, talk about putt putt golf and our day apart. I ask about school and he tells me how much he loves naps, and circle time, crafts and when they do special projects. But that at free play time, he gets sad and would rather just be home with me. Yep, same thing happens to me when I am not kept really busy.
I get ready to leave and he asks me to tuck him in and fix his covers and to hold him one more time. His arm is tight around my neck. We give Eskimo kisses and he tells me, "I had a REALLY good time with you tonight, Mommy." My heart is so full it is going to explode.
Tonight, Mom kept Ethan overnight since she is his childcare this week. That left us having some quality alone time with the child that never really had any. We ate dinner, played Hungry Hippo, took a bath, watched Caillou, did a puzzle and then played Wii. He loves the bowling and the golf and has such fun. We called Ethan to tell him good night and Jason told him how much he missed him and loved him. "He's my best friend", he tells me as he hands me the phone.
I then go upstairs to get him ready for bed. After we brush our teeth and get a drink, he goes to the potty and announces that his pee pee is getting a LOT bigger and soon would be "this big" and has his arms as wide as his body. I mentioned that was probably a little too big for convenience and he was perfect the way he was. He then mentioned his ears had boogers in them. I assumed it was a stall tactic and told him we would clean them tomorrow. He agreed that when we brushed his teeth in the morning, this would be our plan. "You can squeeze the toothpaste and then clean them with the white fuzzy things", he says. I nod and explain those are called Q-tips. He tries...cube - its, cleaning tips, and decides it is just too hard to say. "I can't just say new things all the time, Mommy." I know the feeling. New things daunt me too at times.
We climb into bed and get comfy. He tells me how much he loves to cuddle, that I am his best girl and tells me over and over how much he loves me. "I think I told you 25 times, Mommy." Well, I love it. So I tell him, "you can never tell someone you love them too many times." He agrees. He plays with my hair and asks me to tickle his back. We sing songs, talk about putt putt golf and our day apart. I ask about school and he tells me how much he loves naps, and circle time, crafts and when they do special projects. But that at free play time, he gets sad and would rather just be home with me. Yep, same thing happens to me when I am not kept really busy.
I get ready to leave and he asks me to tuck him in and fix his covers and to hold him one more time. His arm is tight around my neck. We give Eskimo kisses and he tells me, "I had a REALLY good time with you tonight, Mommy." My heart is so full it is going to explode.
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