Friday, September 11, 2009

Thank God It's Friday

I just knew today would be a memorable day. I just didn't expect the twist!

I woke up this morning feeling great! I even got on the scale and to my surprise, I am officially back to my pre-pregnancy weight. I even fit in my jeans. Memorable day. Then we decided to invest in a new camera for our family that will hopefully be more successful at capturing all our priceless moments in time. Memorable day. And then 7:45 PM rolled around...

So I have Ethan and Alex upstairs, with pajamas on, in my bed to read books by 7:30 PM. I am super excited that this means Ethan will be asleep by 8:00 PM (yeah right). We pick out which books to read, start to eat a snack, and open the first book. Ethan takes a large bite of cereal bar, stands up on the bed, and vomits on my baby blue duvet cover- on the down comforter. In an attempt to get him off the bed the second wave spews out all over the books and poor little Alex who was lying helpless on the bed. He finishes puking all over my floor and bed skirt. The poor kid. He has been vomiting lately and his doctors do not know if it is his food allergies or something else. We are awaiting test results to conclude why. Anyways, I have no idea where to begin! I grabbed the books first. HELLO?! What was I thinking? After Ethan said, "I have puke on me!" I quickly chucked the books and focused on the kids (what good moms do first). I began stripping and washing Ethan and then poor little Alex, who the entire time waited, watching the ceiling fan (what is it with babies and ceiling fans?). I then stripped the bed and took everyone to the basement to try to salvage my duvet- which is what my entire bedroom decor is based upon. With Alex in the baby bjorn and Ethan playing in his playroom I began to scrub. But as I quickly turned while at the sink I nailed poor Alex's head into the dryer vent! While trying to console him with tears streaming down his sweet little face I began to smell something. Yes, Ethan had pooped his pants, which he has not done for months! Poor kid. He's upset, Alex is upset, I'm ready for a margarita! I finally got everyone cleaned up and settled down. We read a vomitless book and Ethan went to bed. Memorable day. But wait...then at 9:30 I hear Ethan on the monitor, run to investigate and take him to the potty. I hear a creaking noise downstairs. I quickly put Ethan back to bed, run downstairs and find Alex falling out of the swing. He had woken up and apparently now can propel himself forward from a reclined position. Alexander the Great! At 10:15 PM both kids are sleeping. Memorable day. And this is also why I drink.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

First Day of School

I still do not quite know how time has flown by so quickly that my baby walked out the door today to go to school. With a smile on his face, lunchbox in hand and a pack on his back Ethan marched into preschool today.

He is such an amazing little guy! At two years, four and a half months old, and the youngest kid in the three year old class, he was a superstar going to school! He has been waiting for this day to come for months. We have rehearsed and memorized the schedule, the teachers names, and the rules. We prepped his box with extras and his allergy kit. Finally, Patrick and I surprised him yesterday with a personalized Lightning McQueen backpack and lunchbox.

This morning we woke up to, "Ma----ma!, Da----ddy, I'm waking up! I go to school today!"
He was ready. He had a breakfast fit for any two year old, two cinnamon rolls and a yogurt and was dressed and ready to walk at 8:15. He strapped on his backpack, just like Daddy, and we were on our way. We all walked him to school. When we arrived he jumped out of the stroller, asked for his backpack, gave Daddy a kiss and quickly climbed the stairs to the door. Ethan proudly marched inside saying hello to Ms. Christina and Ms. Rose. After taking of his jacket and hanging it in his locker he immediately sat down and began playing with some dinosaurs. He never looked back once. After talking briefly to his teacher I had to ask him for a kiss and I said goodbye. He said, "Goodbye Momma, you pick me up after nap." And that was that.

As I walked out the door with three crying kids coming in I could do nothing but smile. We are so proud of our strong, brave, and brilliant little guy.

I will pick him up at three and tonight we will celebrate with dinner from Old McDonald's!




Wow! A new backpack!



Ready for school




First day of school breakfast - Don't take my picture Mom!



Daddy and Ethan with their backpacks



Ethan at school

P.S. Alex is doing great! Talking and laughing more by the day. He can also roll over proficiently from either side to his back and from his belly to his back. Still growing like a weed. He is such a good baby. We have truly been blessed with two amazing little guys.