This week: 7 December 2016

This week we saw Santa. It was ...memorable. My friend does a Christmas photoshoot for charity, this year I offered up my house as the location. It was really fun, and felt good to be able to contribute in some way. An added bonus was having Santa at our house all day. Wade thought it was awesome, Blake was leery, but Jacqueline kept her eye on that man in the red suit all day. Every time Santa walked in the room Jac would freeze - the only thing moving was her eyes, watching him. For the first hour she sat on the steps to make sure he didn't sneak up on her.

 Before Santa got there, everyone loved playing on the set.

And they've continue to love the Christmas decorations. 

The blue lights are Blake's favorite. Thankfully everyone's been gentle on the trees (yes, trees! We have four - 2 fake and 2 real). I keep waiting for one to smash a kid.

If mischief is involved, they all get along great. No decor is where I've left it. I'm already down a poinsettia - not because I forgot to water it.

The mischief has definitely spread to the presents. I have a few more years before breakable presents are allowed. I keep finding them stacked or sorted by color. One didn't make it:

Somehow they opened the only present under the tree for them! And that's how you get a Christmas present turned into a birthday present. 

I have a three year old!! I probably should have started there, but the terrified Santa picture obviously HAD to be first. 

Wade turned three today! And I'm having all those mommy emotions of, "how is my baby so big?!" He had donuts for breakfast, opened a Christmas-turned-birthday present, had friends over to play (with minimum meltdowns), ate cake, watched Cars, and played with Play Doh. Perfect Wade day.

More specifically, he watched Cars while playing with his new cars.

Wade has been into trying to dress (and undress) himself. It's really not working out too well. Not well at all, but it's funny. He still can't figure out how to pull up his underwear and pants together, he often has a hilarious waddle.

At night I've been singing Wade Christmas songs - he's been getting longer bedtimes. A few nights ago Wade told Husbands and I to both sing, but different songs - I had to sing Twinkle Twinkle and Husband had to sing Another One Bites the Dust. Such a bossy little kid.

This little cutie started walking! Wait, no, she's taken steps! She's taken to walking everywhere on her knees so she can move and hold things in both hands. But she's also taken 2-3 steps at a time! She's so proud of herself. She continues to need laps, especially when I'm sitting to change Blake.

Blake slept in until 10 today! I kept checking that she was still breathing. She continues to be a little thief, but she's also started giving things back to Jac - it's adorable. She'll steal Jac's bottle (even though she has her own dangling from her mouth), Jac gets upset, and the Blake gives her the bottle back. They also often give each other little hugs/pats, trying to make the other one happy. They really love each other - when Blake was sleeping in today Jac had no idea what to do with herself.

I've been thinking a lot of our Savior while setting up for Christmas (imagine that!), I was feeling a little bit like a scrooge when it came to decorating (household food poisoning will do that to a person) but I started thinking about the decor as setting up for Christ's birthday, not just holiday stuff. I thought of setting up for Wade's birthday and how I love that little boy year round, but celebrating him on his day of birth is extra special. Long story short, I've gotten into the holiday spirit, my halls are decked, and I've been feeling a little closer to my Savior with every Christmas card I write.


This week: 30 November 2016

This week, oh, this week. I'll sum it up: Thanksgiving, potty training, Christmas decorating, and food poisoning. Oh, and lots of pictures! But none of the food poisoning. Or potty training.

Thanksgiving was amazing! We had 23 people in my house (just during the day, only 4 people were "staying" with us). I got a new dining table, but held onto the old one for a while so that everyone could have a seat - for dinner and games. I loved having people all over playing board games, downstairs playing pool or darts - it was delightful.

 The kids were in heaven! So many (of husbands) aunts, uncles and cousins to play with, smile at, and woo. The girls managed to be in a lap almost all the time and Wade, well, Wade made sure he was the star of the party.

There is little that makes me happier than seeing people love my children. That, and decorating.

Like putting together centerpieces - which didn't make it to dinner cause we needed game space. And then they could stop tempting little hands.

On Sunday night Husband's parents, his brother's family and us had soup. It was delicious, the aftermath, not so much. It started around 9:00 pm when Husband's brother went out side for fresh air and threw up in my bushes like a frat boy. Wade fell that night and everyone else went down in the next 24 hours. We often have a house full of people and the idea of everyone getting sick gives me anxiety - well, now it happened. Wade had no idea he should be sick and just kept eating and then puking, which I think actually made him recover quicker cause he never got dehydrated. That evening he begged for a hot dog and was totally fine, while the rest of us are still eating soup and other gentle things. He was great at making it in the bowl (I know, I know, worse that potty talk, but I'm legit proud of him!). Husband got a little delirious and was talking to his food on the way down, telling it to stay down or at least let him soak up it's nutrients, ha, ha! I managed to never toss my cookies, just feel terrible, but able to take care of everyone. Luckily - LUCKILY - my girls didn't eat the soup, so they didn't get sick and even gave me  two amazing naps.

While we're on the gross stuff, Wade is doing so good potty training. Even when sick he didn't have accidents! He's still having some #2 problems, but mostly not being fast enough to the toilet. Yesterday he was upstairs and needed to go "brown," as he calls it, and I went up to help him and he starts yelling, "fast mommy! It coming out!! It coming out!" Why is this the funniest thing to me? Seriously, potty training is hilarious. He tells me all about his "yellow poop" and "brown poop" and that brown poop comes out his butt. And when he has a hard time going, he pushed his belly button in. Going potty has also become his newest bedtime stall tactic, it adds on a good 35 minutes onto bedtime.

I got out the Christmas decor - could anything be more excited!!

I have a few things that I have to wait until they're old news or else I'll have toppled trees and smashed babies.

Okay, a few more random pictures:

Wade still loves laying out blankets and the girls love to come sit on them, on cue all cute and adorable.

The girls figured out moving the baskets that were protecting the cords. They keep turning everything off. I'm not a fan.

Sick week included a lot of TV and iPad time for everyone. 

Jac LOVES books. If you give her a lap and read her a book, she's the happiest baby you'll ever meet. Side note, took them to the doctor for potential ear ache and she's 24 pounds! Blake's 21 pounds. 

Wade's been into his blocks again - specifically making "windows" and "doors." 

This week has been one of those good, bad and ugly weeks. I genuinely enjoyed so much of it! But, so ready for it to come to an end. Yes, this week needs to end.