Well a week ago

my baby turned 2! And I didn't blog about it.

Seriously, what is wrong with me.

I am starting to think that this new job - which is of course not at all new anymore - isn't going to permit me to keep this thing going. But until I throw in the towel, I am going to try.

So my baby is two. I didn't even have the party... my sister hosted it. My sister also did the cake. It was a dump truck theme. It was adorable. I have pictures, but I am too dang lazy to go hunting for them right now. Wow, what a rock star mommy I am.

Oh and I haven't even come close to getting him 2 year pictures. At least his daddy finally got his hair cut this past weekend so he doesn't look like a floppy mop.

So what did I do... I thought a lot about his labor and how beautiful it was. We went to Chuck E. Cheese on his actual birthday and I yelled at a kid who pushed R down a flight of stairs, but other than that... I didn't do much.

Luckily spring is on the horizon and I am going to have the kids alone most Saturdays. I am looking forward to hanging out with my boys.

Potty training, part 2

So, we have been working on potty training R. He will sit on the potty and actually seems to have fun sitting on the potty. We have been using the same bribing stragegy that worked with L -- M&Ms. Well it clicked on Saturday and he finally peed on the potty.

Today we caught poop on the potty. Yeah -- a lot of it means watching for him to show us the signs, but at the pee was all on him.

I can't even tell you how much I am looking forward to him being potty trained. I am done done done with diapers. Especially after this last round of diarrhea where cloth diapers became a dreaded thing to deal with (first time I felt that way).

L was potty trained at 26-28 months. R better follow in those footsteps.

Snowy, snowy, snow

It snowed today.

It actually wasn't as much snow as they were predicting. It was one of the weirdest snow storms I have seen in a while. Snowed a bit Sunday morning, then was supposed to start snowing late Sunday... dusting came first thing in the morning. There wasn't even snow on the grass at 6am.

Then all hell broke lose and school was closed within 2 hours and we had at least 4 inches.

L and I had a BLAST shoveling the driveway. This time it wasn't heavy crap either, so we moved it without too much trouble.

R -- yeah, he is still not much of a snow/cold weather guy. He spent about 15 seconds in the snow before losing his mind and starting to cry. He is so my kid!

I had my camera all ready... but alas... no pictures were taken. Is it bad that I am hoping for another snow so I can get some pictures of both of them in the snow before the winter is over. Not to mention... I am really starting to like the days alone with the boys.

It's March

How the hell is it March already. March 2009... Seriously, wasn't it just November of 2005 and I was still pregnant with L?

March means R has a birthday coming up. In fact it is in 2 weeks -- I have picked the date and let some people know, but done NOTHING other than that. I am such a kiss ass party planner, let me tell you. W offered to do the invitations for me... I probably should have taken her up on it, but I know her work has pretty much doubled overnight due to some layoffs at her company.

The good thing with it being his second birthday. That means no presents from Mommy and Daddy and just a nice infusion of cash into his bank account. Until he can start asking for a present, he isn't getting one because my house already looks like Toys R Us threw up inside.

To add to the stress of having a party... I have a deadline every single day for the next 18 days. Only reason I don't have anything on the 19th is because I cleared my calendar so I can go hang out with some former co-workers on the first day of the NCAA tournament.

Don't remember my obsession with that party? I had myself convinced I could spend 2 hours on a train to attend the party in 2007 when in active labor with R. I gave birth that night. Good thing I just didn't want to shower that day because that was the only reason I didn't try to go to the party.

Regardless... welcome March. You came in like a lion. Can't wait to see the lamb side of this month...

Catching up

I know -- been a while right. You see there was this little thing about preparing for a week away in Phoenix, making the trip and dealing the aftermath in my kids.

My last 6 weeks have felt a lot like this -- 2 kids sick...

Don't let R's smile fool you, they have been sick, although L seems to be taking the brunt of the vomitting (you know, because he can afford to lose the weight and all -- NOT!).

So excuse me while I bleach the daylights out of my house -- AGAIN. There has to be a way to kill this, no? Maybe it will even be warm enough to air out the house too this weekend.

and the teachers say...

They are both just wonderful.

Really??!! Dude, I wonder who they think my kids are.

Actually, I was told L was energetic, creative and fun. A bit hyper, but nothing that is out of the norm for his age. Apparently he is a genius with numbers (no surprise), but has no interest what so ever in sounds or letters. He is starting to get the science lessons, especially with things that will sink and float and he loves all the water work.

R on the other hand -- LOVES doing all his work and races to the work room when it is time. He eats well, sleeps well and usually has to be woken up at the end of nap time.

So... everything is great and I really really wish I could bring the kids that they talked about home with me after school because they sound so much better behaved then the two currently fighting over God knows what....

tick tock, tick tock

In just under an hour I get to hear all about the boys. I don't know if I am excited or dreading it.

With R I pretty much know what I am going to get. He is a joy. He is always happy. He eats well, sleeps well, plays well, etc. I am sure they will express both concern about his speech and their pleasure with how much his speech has approved in the last few weeks. R is pretty easy both for his parents and his teachers. Granted he is stubborn as all hell and throws a massive fit if he isn't getting his way and he needs to be reminded repetitively to use his words and not just cry or scream when mad at L.

As far as L -- it is really anyones guess. Depends on which child they remember. The very sweet, very loving doll that he can be when he is comfortable happy with everything around him. Or the whiney/clingy child that comes out when he is overwhelmed. As I said -- anyones guess. But they do know my baby, so I am guessing it will be all very upbeat.

Oh and soccer -- this week was not only much better, but I got to hear all about it when he got home. Guess I am just going to have to stay in bed on Saturday mornings while B runs him to soccer because he likes it a whole lot more with Daddy in attendance. Whatever works...