let them eat cake

Freckit ball

Squish just came running in telling us that he said up a HUGE game of freckit ball. We asked him a few questions about that.

Q- What is freckit ball??
A- It's a game where you throw it really, really high.

Q- Throw what?
A- The freckit ball.

Q-What does the freckit ball look like?
A- It had two pink stripes and one blue one.

Q- How big is it?
A- It's really small.

Q-How many people play?
A- A lot of people.

Q- How do you know who wins?
A- I win.


Now he and Lou are in the kitchen playing.

A horrible night

Last night around 5:00 Squish had anther seizure. He told me that his eyes were hurting. I should have checked his temp, but I felt him and he didn't feel warm at all. Then 20 minutes later he fell and started seizing. It was much worse than last time. I called 911 and I had to move him to another room so that I could have them on speaker phone. I needed speaker phone because he stopped breathing and turned blue. I had to do rescue breathing on him and I was scared that I would have to do chest compressions so I needed both hands. I did not have to do compressions on him and he started breathing by the time that the EMTs got here. But he took a lot longer to come back to normal this time. He kept looking at me like he didn't know who I was and he tried to talk but his words were all jumbled. We were at the hospital before he started nodding yes and no to answer questions and it was an hour and a half before he started speaking again. The doctors said that all of that is normal and they didn't do any kind of testing on him.  They were very reassuring about his recovery and said that he was doing really great by the time we left the ER and I'm glad to know that it was just a febrile seizure, but nothing about that experience was normal. Last time he has a seizure I had nightmares for weeks and I was scared to be alone with him and every time he acted even a little bit off I was terrified. I hate that all of that is going to start over again now. And I hate that I have actually had to breathe for my child, I hate that I have a tattoo of his little lifeless blue body in my head. And I really hate that this is all likely to happen to my sweet boy again.

This post is not about Wibef

This morning Squish was talking to me about husbands and wives. He told me "I wish I would have a wife." I told him that I hoped he would one day and asked him who he thinks might be a good wife. He told me the name of a girl he went to preschool with when we were still down south. He also has a little girlfriend here with the same name so I asked him which one he was talking about. He said he was talking about the one from his school. I reminded him about the other little girl and he said "Yes...but she doesn't really look pretty."

And so it begins....

If anyone knows a cuter little Bear than this....I'd like to have a look at him.

Cute Baby Saturday

This cute baby spent a few hours at his aunts house this morning playing with the pups.

Already?

So Squish got sent to the principal's office on Tuesday. He goes to a little church preschool for 3 hours every morning and evidently he had a rough couple of days at the beginning of the week. He was screaming during their little group learning time and they had to take him out of the room on Monday. Then when he continued the trend on Tuesday they took him to have a little chat with the preacher. I asked Squish what the preacher said to him.

"You better love this school. And we love you."

I asked Squish what he said back to the preacher

"Nufin"

I didn't think this would happen so soon.

Corn Dodgers Farm

We had our first fall outing last weekend. So much fun!

He'll be here all week

So yesterday we went to Corn Dodgers Farm, more about that to come. But on the way there Squish had a couple of great one-liners.

S- "Mommy, what is this?"
M-"Well, baby...that's a booger."
S-"Whose booger is it?"
(I certainly hope it was his.)

M- (to Lou) "My tushy hurts"
S' "I'll scratch if for you mommy!"

also he has taken to just yelling out "poop!" at the most random times

Friday Nite Leftovers

- I've been doing the master cleanse. I've lost four pounds since Tuesday and I'm cheating. I eat dinner every night because I can't wrap my mind around not eating for several days straight even if I am drinking enough calories to get by.

-Tonight I'm making this. I hope after I cook it that it will take a little less like beans. Cause right now, in it's uncooked state, that's pretty much what I'm getting from it.

-We had to push the closing date back on our house (again) Now it's October 31st, although they say it won't really take that long, we're just pushing it that for to be "better safe than sorry." I have no faith that it won't take that long because "better safe than sorry" is what I heard about the August 25th closing date AND the September 30th closing date.

- The boys are watching Tangled right now. I've never seen it but I've heard it's really cute. Hoping, thought that Squish will identify with the brooding hero, not the princess. We've had some issues with that already, which I wouldn't mind as an occasional thing...but he almost always goes for the girls part.

-Maybe I will tell him that he can't be Rapunzel because Wibef is :)

-I went $100 over on my cell minutes this month, which is shocking because just the other day I was thinking "I really haven't been using my phone much lately. Maybe I should drop back my plan to save some money." Guess I was way wrong about that. I did call the nice folks at Verizon, though, and they changed my plan retroactively so now it's only a $30 mistake. Way better, and Lou probably won't kill me now.

-I wish that I had not discovered master cleanse and pinterest at the same time. Too many good recipes when I'm not eating.

For more leftovers go Here and wish Danifred congrats for the blue that's headed her way

I win! I win!

While we were at my parents house Squish and I were playing frisbee in the back yard and having tons of fun. When Pop walked by and said "Throw it to me!" Squish replied "No, I'm playing with my mommy." He has NEVER chosen me. Never. It was awesome.

What's the price for that?

Today we went to Target and I told Squish if he was really good he could pick a present from the dollar spot. He chose a big foam ax, and since they were only a buck I got a few. When we were checking out instead of taking his ax, I just had the guy ring the other up twice. As we were leaving Squish yelled out to me "But we didn't pay for my ass, Mommy! We didn't pay for my ass!"

I love it when my boys do something that makes me hang my head and walk out of a public place.

Friday Nite Leftover

- Awhile back at a playdate Jen mentioned to me that she thinks that we should tell our children "yes" more often. I didn't think too much of it at first and then one day I had a terrible time with Squish. Everything I told him was a HUGE battle. Then it occurred to me...what do I care if he holds his stuffed cat on the way to school instead of leaving it in his backpack? Is it really that big a deal if he wears his stinky cowboy boots for the 10 minutes between lunch and naptime? Is the world going to end if he has a peanutbutter and jelly sandwich AGAIN today?

- The other day he got up and said "I don't want breakfast, I want a snack" So I came back with "sure baby, how about a cereal and toast snack" Before Jen's comment I would have given him the old "No baby, it's not snack time. It's breakfast time and we're going to eat breakfast." But really, who cares if we call it a snack?

-This has made life much much easier. When I say no I mean no, but why say no to a bunch of things that don't matter much and have to fight all those extra battles??

-Also, has anyone else found that your child behaves much better if you pretend they aren't your child? I can't get Squish to clean up to save my life. But Kitty?? Kitty will clean the playroom in 10 minutes flat. And Squish doesn't want to eat anything new or heathy. But the giant monster? He will clear the poor city of chicken finger buildings and broccoli trees til his plate is clean....and then ask for more!

-I've been doing so well with not eating sweets except for this week. I started my period and you just can't fight that craving...it's chemical.

- The boys and I are leaving Tuesday to go stay with my parents for a week, which should be nice since that's where my husband lives:)

-While we're there my mommy is taking me to see Wicked!!! So psyched

-Levi should be walking in the door any minute now

for more leftovers head over to Danifred's place

Wuwee

This will matter to noone but me. But that's ok because noone except Jen and Danifred read this, I think. So only 2 people will be bored.

When Squish was first learning to repeat words I taught him "Love you" but he always said "wuwee!" This is one of the childhood words that we have decided not to grow out of, we still say it to him, even though at 3 years old he can perfectly say "I love you." We like wuwee. Gaggi taught him several signs as he was growing up, one of them was the I love you sign. He couldn't do it and it always ended up as the peace sign, so he would put his two little fingers up and say "wuwee!"

Now little Bear has learned wuwee. He is so cute and so proud of himself when he says it. And he, too, can not do the I love you sign. His is more like the "ok" sign (I think that's what it is) He curls his little pointer finger down and tucks it at the base of his thumb with the other three fingers sticking straight up.

I think on their wedding day I will still be telling them wuwee.

Off the market

So evidently my three year old is no longer the most eligible bachelor on the playground. When I picked him up from preschool today a little girl walked past us and he said "Mommy, that's my favorite girlfriend." I thought it was pretty cute. Then as we were getting his backpack to leave, he pointed to a little pink bag and said "That's her backpack." I asked "who?" he said "My girlfriend."

On the plus side...she's totally the cutest girl in the class

Seriously?

So just as we are waiting out the last few weeks on the new house and about to spend down our entire savings account on the down payment....Levis engine blows.  So now we've got to figure out how to get a new car without financing it because if we finance anything that big it will blow our chances on the loan, and we can't use our savings because that's the down payment. So we're about to have to do some crafty thinking.

On a positive note, I wanted a wood futon for the boys playroom so I checked on craigslist. I found one in the city we are moving to for about $40. So I e-mailed the lady and asked if she could send me pictures. She did (and I like it, it will need a little touching up, but hey...I love a project) and she also said "I only put a price on it so I wouldn't get tons of calls, but if you want it you can have it for free. Yay!!! Here's my little issue, I want to use fall colors in the room so everything will be dark-ish (maroons, navy, gold, hunter green....) but I want to paint an accent wall a robins egg blue to brighten everything up a bit. The cover on the futon is a navy corduroy and that won't match. I like the corduroy, though so should I rethink the accent wall (which I really love) or recover the futon (and then...what color??)

Hoping that maybe we will hear something next week, we will be entering week three of the case transfer so I think there is a small chance.

Friday Nite Leftovers

-We don't go out to eat often. As a one income family (and that income belonging to a school teacher) we are on a limited budget and when we take the boys to restaurants, by the time I've kept everyone happy and well behaved and cut up their food into bite sized pieces, my food is cold and I've eaten it between picking up sippy cups and running to the potty and I never even realize that I had dinner. So we just don't spend the money when we don't feel like we have gotten the experience that should come from it.

-Today my father-in-law and sister-in-law planned to go have the pizza hut buffet for lunch so I told them we might meet them there. The boys were so great. Squish used his inside voice and never even tried to get out of his chair. Bear ate like he hadn't seen food in three days. They both interacted with the people who walked past our table. I was pretty proud of them, especially considering that they haven't had much practice at this.

-Also, the pizza hut buffet is free for kids 3 and under. I didn't eat any thing so our grand total for lunch today $0. Take that limited budget!

-I've cut out sweets (I used to have dessert AT LEAST once a day...sometimes twice) and I've been working out twice a day. I feel great and I think I look better. But do you want to know how much I've lost ONE STINKING POUND!!! And I've been at this for 3 weeks. Oh well, at least I'm getting healthy.

-Still no word on the house, the wait continues. I'm still trying to trust God in this and know that His timing is better than mine. Last time we waited on His timing the price of the house dropped 30k so I'm willing to do that. But I sure do wish He would hurry up on his plan.

-Levi will be here in 5 hours :)

For more leftovers go see Danifred

British invasion

Squish is learning his letters so I tried to teach him this little song that I heard on a leapster toy. "A says A(long a sound" and A says a (short a sound) every letter makes a sound and A says A and a" So I said "repeat me Squish

me: "A says A"
S: "A says A"
me: and A says a
S: and A says a
me: every letter makes a sound
S: yeah yeah yeah

I think I've been letting him listen to too many Beatles CDs.

Crazy hair

Squish always has messy hair. I'm trying to grow it out but I should probably just give up that dream, or pass it along to Bear...he got the good hair. Today I thought "maybe if I put some of my calming serum on it, it will lay down and behave"

It didn't :) 

friday nite leftovers

-Yesterday at preschool Squish was put in time out and instead of sitting quietly (yeah right) he threw the time out chair. I was really surprised to hear that, because even though he tends to get a little angry and rough sometimes, it's pretty out of character for him to throw a chair.

-Today a friend asked him why he threw the chair...his reply :"it was my decision" We all had to keep ourselves from laughing at him.

-All week I have felt like a terrible mom. I've been angry and short tempered and had no interest in playing with my boys. I know myself and my mental health well enough to know that all of this is getting to me. I have no home, and most of the week no husband. We've been trying for almost a year to buy the house and bricks keep hitting me in the face on that front. So I went to the doctor and got a prescription. I don't usually like to rely on that but sometimes you just need a little help from the world of chemistry.

-Today I was the kind of mom I want to be.

-And my boys got along

-And Lou will be here in about an hour.

so much for that dream (again)

somehow I accidently posted only a title last time I tried this!

When I was in high school I worked at a day care center. Around 5:30 all the parents would start coming in to get their little ones. I loved 5:30, not cause the kids were leaving, but because it was so sweet to watch them see their parents coming. Sweet little faces would light up as if the same event had not just happened the very day before. They would scream "mommy!!!" and drop whatever toy they had been fighting to retain possession of, run to their mom and jump in her arms.

I used to day dream about the day that my own sweet angel would come running to jump in my arms after a long day of separation from the center of their universe.

For 4 days in a row now....Squish has cried when I walked onto the playground to pick him up from preschool :)

so much for that dream

Friday Nite Leftovers

-How do you spell the worlds most frustrated scream? I want that to be the title for my blog tonight.

-We got an e-mail from our agent telling us that as the negotiator was working on our approval letter when he got the notification that the case is being transfered to another negotiator. So now instead of hearing something by the end of the week, we have gone to the bottom of someone else's pile and our closing date has been pushed back to Sept. 30th.

-arg&%(*U#hleljahe;foiyaorytrjtbl/wkn##'pdugap ru-8=\!!! (I think that might be the spelling for how I feel)

-On a positive note my wonderful mother-in-law handed me a blank check and told me to go put Squish in school. So on Thursday he started half day preschool at the baptist church. Our relationship has already improved. He just does so much better when he has an outlet and some structure and some kids to play with. He really seems to love it there.

- I'm still trying to get a vision for all the rooms in the new house, I'm stuck on most of the,. I know what I'm doing in the boys bathroom and in Squish's room and that's about it. I have a pretty good idea on our bedroom but I'm having a super hard time finding a bedspread that I want....at least one that costs less that $500. And I'm NOT spending that on a bedspread.

For more leftovers go see Danifred and the rest of the cool kids

Almost home

I think we should hear something about the house by the end of the week.....I hope. That's the idea, at least, that our realtor is giving us. We went by the house today and took some measurements. While we were there we made a super deal on the almost brand new pool that the current owner just put up in the back yard. I'm really excited about it, plus I think it may help Squish settle in to the new place. We are getting ready to head back down to the country after our stint at my parents house. We came in for my birthday, the first several hours of which I spent at the hospital with Gaggi and Pop. He passed out in the middle of the night and broke 3 ribs...one of them punctured a lung. It was high drama around here for awhile. I told my mom that if she had been thinking clearly she would have let me ride in the ambulance with Dad, it was my birthday after all.
Squish has taken up a new phrase lately "you never know." He sounds so cute when he says it. He also sounds cute when he says "how many times I have to tell you" but I can't let him know I think it's cute cause he usually says it when he's pitching a fit. (You know, like "I NEED some chocolate milk, Mommy. How many times I have to TELL you!" And to think I used to be so excited about his verbal communication :)

Friday Nite Leftovers (the "Where??" edition)

-We are in Blakely.
-"Where?"
- Exactly. You've never heard of it, I can almost guarantee you won't find it on a map. It isn't on any until you get here.
- I have to drive 45 minutes into the NEXT STATE to get to the nearest Walmart.
-The boys are having a blast, though. The grandparents are doting a bit and the aunts are doting A LOT.
-We set up a nice little playroom for our visit (we have no idea how long we will be here)
-The fellas are running like crazy through the 20 or so acres that my in-laws live on. There is a huge peanut field right next door (Fear for your allergic life little Bear)
-Lou is still up in the metro paradise.
-I really miss him. But he will be here tonight. Woo Hoo!!
-Tomorrow morning we are going to have pears for breakfast that we picked right off the tree during our evening stroll.

For more leftovers go see Danifred and the gang

Wide open spaces

I miss the convenience of the city. I miss my parents and really miss my husband. I miss Walmart. I miss our play date friends and activities. I miss a lot of things about home. But out here in the country....my boys have room to run.

And while we in the city, my boys missed their dog.

Leaving Home

Tomorrow we are leaving our first home. I am heartbroken. I am surprised at how much this is tugging at my heart, I wanted to move and I'm thrilled that we are. But when I look at my empty rooms and think of all of the memories that this house holds I can't imagine getting in my car and driving away from them.

This has been my family's home. It is first house that Levi and I bought. It is the only place my boys have ever lived. In this house there have been more good days than bad ones. There has been more love and more laughter and singing than there have been tears. There have been first words and first fights and first steps. There have been broken dreams and new dreams and realized dreams.

These are the flowers that I grew from seeds. When they bloomed I was almost as proud of them and the other two little lives I grew from seeds :)

This is where our cat, Pig, is buried. She was the first pet I ever lost and Lou loved her fiercely.

This is the sink where both of my boys had their first baths.

This is our living room. It has seen parties and sword fights and baseball games and Christmas trees so tall we had to put a chair on the kitchen table to put the topper on them. It is where Squish had his febrile seizure on our 5th wedding anniversary.  It's where Bear first fought back and busted his big brothers lip.

This is the dining room. It is where Bear took his first steps. It's where I was when I thought I might be going into labor with Squish.

This is the window that I let Squish pee out of when I'm feeling silly and lazy (and redneck, let's be honest)

These are the hardwood floors that My husband, my brother and my father laid by hand so Squish wouldn't have to learn to crawl on dirty carpet.

This is where Squish was potty trained. And where Bear has even pooped a few times :) 

This is where my boys took their first big boy baths and their first bath together.

This is Squish's room. It's where he slept in a big boy bed for the very first time. It's where Bear first said "Mommy." It's where Squish first talked to Jesus.

This is our nursery. It's where we brought our boys home to. My mom and I slept in the floor for the first few nights after we brought Squish home. It's where Lou and I slept the first few weeks after we brought Squish home before we moved him into our room. It's where Squish took his first steps and where Lou used to read the cookie monster book to him.

This is the tree that one of my oldest friends painted on the wall for me.

This is where I have rocked two different boys to sleep over the past three years. It's the corner where my mom found mushrooms growing and replaced the carpet. This corner has seen me at naptime and bedtime and countless hours in the middle of countless nights. It's where I nursed Bear for the very last time.

This is our master bedroom. It's where I was when I knew for sure that I was going into labor with Squish. It's where my boys slept for several months in the cradle that my father built for me when I was born. It's where we made Squish :) 

This is where Lou and my Dad patched the ceiling after Lou fell through it while putting some boxes in the attic.

I should have rotated this, but this is our master bath. This is where I was when I found out that I was pregnant with Squish...and a few years later where I found out I was pregnant with Bear.

This is the back deck where my boys play and swim (usually naked:) It's where Lou and I go in the summertime after we put the boys to bed. It's where we will go one last time tonight and have a glass of wine and talk about everything that has been in this house and everything that will be in the next one.

Oh my

Today I said to Squish "Sweetie, take your hand out of your pants. Why do you have your hand there??"

He said "I just do it like Daddy does."

High Noon at the OK Corral

So we had our first duel here yesterday. We were playing in our little pool on the back deck and since I'm lazy and we live in a hick town, I always just let the boys play naked. Little Bear, of course, just pees at will since he's not potty trained. He always thinks it's super funny when it happens. So yesterday I guess he knew it was coming because he assumed this stance with his feet spread and knees slightly bent and his business poked forward. He gave me a mischievous smile and tee-teed on the deck. Squish saw this happening and said "I can do that too!" so he ran over to Bear, faced him, assumed the same position and let it go. Now here are my two boys, weapons drawn and firing at each other. There are some joys only a mother of boys can know.

Our last week

Today starts our last week in the house. I am excited, full of dread, happy and sad. I am excited about getting to the new house in the new city that is so close to my parents that the boys will be able to walk to Gaggi and Pop's house. I am dreading the month that we are going to spend in south Georgia because I worry that Squish will not do well with out his regular play dates and activities and his father. I'm happy that the thing we've been working on for so long now is finally coming together and I sad to be leaving our first home. I feel pretty good about our renters, they seem like a nice family and I like the thought of a family being in this home. I hope that they will eventually want to buy it. I can't wait to roll my sleeves up and get to work cleaning and remodeling the new house. I love a project and this one is just starting me down daring me to do something about it. It's starting to get a little tough, to be honest. I have all these great ideas and I can't get started on any of them. For now, though, I'm going to enjoy watching my kids run through our empty rooms and halls.  Rooms and halls where they first learned how to walk and run. I'm going to feed them from the kitchen where their baby food was made and put them to sleep in the bedrooms I brought them home from the hospital to.  And I will be excited and saddened by every minute of it.

Running away

We went to a pajama party at Jen and Wibefs house on Friday morning. The boys had so much fun. Jen always gives little "getting in the car" presents for the kids so that leaving is a nice pleasant experience instead of the wailing and gnashing of teeth that usually happens when we leave somewhere fun. So Squish picked out his little rubber cricket and we go in the car to head home. About half way home he started telling me that he did NOT want to go home and nap, he wanted to go back to Wibefs house. I told him we had to nap. Then he asked what we would do after our nap. I told him we were going to stay home and play with Daddy...to which he replied

"I do NOT want to play with Daddy, I want to go to Wibef's house. I will get up and get the car and turn on Noah's movie in the car and turn on the air conditioner and I will go." I asked him who would drive.
"ME." I asked him if Noah was going. "Yes, I will put Noah in and turn on his movie and the air conditioner and I will drive to Wibef's house."

I had to call Jen and ask her to take the keys from him if he did, in fact, show up after nap. For his first shot at running away, I thought it was a well thought out plan.

Hidden Talents

This weekend Levi was in the bathroom with Squish. He was helping him off the potty when Squish turned around and declared "Look....I made a seahorse poop."  And sure enough, it looked just like a seahorse. Every time I tell this story people ask if I took a picture. I did not. I thought that would be gross, but evidently that was a mistake because everyone wants to see it.

friday nite leftovers

WE GOT OUR HOUSE!!!!

-I've been typing that phrase everywhere that I can.

-And standing on the roof of our house screaming it

-I may hire a sky writing plane.

-I'm so excited to be in the light at the end of a nine month tunnel.

-I think this house shall be my third child. It will be a girl and I shall name her Zoe

-I have to go pack some more

for more leftovers go see Danifred

Still here

So I am alive. I have been packing non-stop for days. Our house is getting so empty! We are all sleeping on air mattresses except for out Bear who still has his luxurious crib. No furniture in the living room, either. Bean bag chairs and couch cushions for our little tushies to rest on. I'm writing this in the floor because my desk is in storage. But all of that is ok because WE GOT OUR HOUSE!!!! Found out yesterday, God's timing was LONG but perfect and since it was so long the bank wanted a new appraisal that came in lower than the original and knocked 15k off of the price we last offered. WOO HOO!!! Well....back to packing. Hopefully I will be back with a more interesting post soon

Cute Baby Stuurday (a different kind of baby)

 So the hubby and I spent about $60 on lumber and built this baby

I painter her an antique white then I gave her a little sandpaper and stain lovin

Like this

And I LOVE HER!!

Here she is in her temporary home. She will have some cozy new bedding to keep her company in the new house.

A different kind of baby this week but I'm almost as proud of this one as I am of the two real babies I made....almost.



Friday Nite Leftovers: The "you'll never eat doughnuts again" edition

- Thanks to Jen, I've decided I want to give this blog thing a real go, with linking and buttons and followers, OH MY!

-So far it still has not inspired me to post every day. I just don't feel like I have that much to say. This started as a way for me to remember all the funny things that are said and done around here everyday. It seems like as soon as I started blogging, they stopped happening.

-We took a break from packing today to go to a play date at Wibef's house. Squish was in rare form and did not get to continue on with the play date when everyone went for a pizza lunch. Jen was so kind to give him some homemade doughnuts for the ride home. The doughnuts were gone before we got on the interstate and he screamed at us for the next 20 minutes.

- I can not get this sound out of my head "I WANT DOUGHNUTS! GIVE ME SOME DOUGHNUTS NOW!"

-I have a horrible parenting moment to confess, I had half of a doughnut left and I showed it to him and then threw it out the window. I feel bad but I told him if that's how doughnuts were going to make him act then he would never get to eat doughnuts again. Way to make a threat I can't ever follow through on. His screams trapped in the car got to me and I had a "bad mom" morning.

-Things are going better after nap time and I'm hoping we all make it through til dinner without killing each other.

-We will never again spend 3 consecutive days cooped up in the house....this threat I WILL follow through with.

For more leftovers go see Danifred

packing

Haven't posted much in the last few days...I'd like to blame it on packing but really, I'm just not super good about posting everyday. But this time I really have been packing from sun up to sun down and just too tired to do anything that requires thought after I put the boys to bed. That's why I'm blogging in the morning today! This morning when Squish woke up he kept saying that he was hot. He didn't feel feverish but he was super lazy and floppy. So I asked him if he wanted to come snuggle in my bed and watch cartoons with me. It was awesome. I could tell he wasnt' really sick so I didn't have to worry about that and I got 45 mins of snuggle time with my busy busy 3 year old. I can't remember the last time he was still and snugly. It was totally worth sitting through an episode of Cat in the Hat.

The house is getting empty. Yesterday I did the Nursery. After I was done I sat in my rocker and cried for a minute. I'm so glad to be moving but I really do love this house. And that was the room I brought both of my babies home to, where I rocked them to sleep and slept in their floor for the first few weeks of their life. It's where Squish took his first steps and where little Bear smiles up at me from his crib every morning and gives me the most adorable "HI!" in the world. I'm glad to be going but it will be hard to leave the first home we bought and the only one my kids have ever known. I wish we could just buy some land and take our house with us!

Well, breakfast is coming to a close for these boys which means that my internet time is over for now. On to my closet (this will be the toughest project yet!)

Crunch time

So we rented the house...
And they are moving in August 1st....
And we are moving out ....
AND WE HAVE NOWHERE TO GO!!!!!!!!

Seriously, we are moving out and we don't know where we're going. We are looking at options to rent here, or in the big city, or anywhere in between. But what it looks like is that the boys and I will be moving down south for a bit to stay with Lou's parents. I'm not entirely thrilled with this prospect, mostly because Lou won't be coming and I will miss him terribly. That also means I'll be a single mom for a bit which is never easy. And the in-laws aren't super set up to accept two toddlers so we'll have to be very creative. Also Squish and I don't get along really well when we are cooped up indoors with nothing to do for too many days in a row. In doors with nothing to do is pretty much your only option in a town that requires you to drive 45 minutes into the next state just to go to walmart.

So, the adventure continues.

Friday Nite Leftovers (The "guess who figured out how to link" edition)

-I'm tired of near misses on our house. We had a couple come look at it Monday that seemed really interested. The guy was even asking us how soon we could be out. They were supposed to let us know something before the left for vacation (today) and we still have not heard.

-Also, I hate people who don't follow through. I can't count how many times possible buyers, renters or real estate agents have told me "I'll call you and let you know" and they never do. I'm starting to feel like everybody's slutty college one night stand. "I'll call you baby." Yeah right

-Ok enough of the downer stuff. I've been getting a lot of great work done on the house. I made a super cute wreath and address sign for the front of out house (also painted those SHUTTERS on the front porch)

-Squish is spending a couple of days at Gaggi and Pops house. I'm hoping to make a headboard while he's gone. It may be a pipe dream....

-Even though she's almost the only person who reads it, I want to thank Jen for making my blog all new and pretty. And all I had to do was help her build a play fridge for Dibits.

-Well, I guess the Bear should be waking up soon. Though if history is any indicator he will sleep til next Tuesday because I actually want him to wake up so we can go to Home Depot

For more Friday Nite Leftovers go see Danifred (see....again with the linking)

Dang it!

So I thought I would paint the 4 shutters on the front of our house. I went from maroon to brown, so not a huge change. Just a little face lift. We had a couple come by to look at the house and I had only painted two. So I told them "I'll paint those other two shutters tomorrow" Then as we were walking around to the back yard he pointed to the EIGHT shutters down the side of the house (8 on each side!) and said "Are you going to paint those too?" I totally forgot about the side shutters. Well that's maybe not true. I thought we didn't have any. Now my simple quick face lift is a project that will take several days, lots more paint and a tall ladder. Dang it, man!

A little too young

Here is the crazyness that goes on when we visit Jen's house. Also, don't call family services on me...we checked the seal before giving him the bottles. Also, Jen did this....not me :)

It's a big day around here

Somebody is learning how to play Mario

Happy Birthday Squish!!!!

Today my little man turned three. It's very bittersweet. Partly because I'm starting to believe all those gals who tell me that three is worse than two. That attitude gets bigger as they do! But mostly my Squishy-tush is a sweet man who loves to laugh and make everyone around him do the same.  He is so tough and makes his daddy super proud every time he hits a baseball or plays his super imaginative games. They will set up epic battles with all of his "men" (in fact, that is what's happening in my living room right now, even though it's past bedtime....guess everybody parties on their birthday) Last night I snuck into his room and talked to him about the fact that this was the last time he would ever go to bed as a two year old. I said goodbye to my little two year old boy and told him that I was looking forward to meeting three year old Squish in the morning. Then I cried some.

This morning we had another special pancake breakfast (we're becoming big fans of special pancakes around here.) Jen taught me a super cool new way to do pancakes and here are today's results.

We played around the house and Gaggi and Pop sent a big balloon bouquet. As soon as Squish got his hands on it one of them popped and that sent him in a little tailspin but he pulled it together and had TONS of fun with his balloons. He has to keep them in his room cause little Bear wants to get his hands on them so bad he can taste it!

Then Jen and Wibef came for hot dogs on the grill.

There were also cupcakes.

 They liked the cupcakes.

A lot.