Jack Jack

Where did my son pick up his Scandinavian accent?

For example:

When he wakes up in the morning and he's peed through his diaper he's "All vet!!"

When Daniel says goodbye in the morning he replies "No verk Daddy! No verk!"

And finally, when we are driving and we don't go the direction he wants he says "Dat vay Mommy, no dat vay!!"


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Sandy Follow Up...

I was looking back on the entries I've posted since Ivy's birth and realized that I never followed up about Sandy! (Well, I did on facebook but not on the blog.)

She's home!!

3 weeks after she was lost we received a call from a land owner about 2-3 miles from where she was lost who had just seen her dash by him. He tried calling to her but she wouldn't come to him and Daniel confirmed- red coat, white chest, orange collar - Yes! that was our girl. We all climbed in the car and headed out to pick her up. Except when we got there, she was no where to be found! We drove around for 2 hours looking for her with no luck. We had left our house so elated and came home so deflated. But we knew she was alive!

The next morning Daniel left a little early to return to the spot she was seen to leave one of his t-shirts and a bowl of dog food for her and when he got there, there she was!! She was skin and bones, with lots of scratches, cuts and sores. She was limping and we pulled a dozen tics off of her but her tail was wagging! And she was sure happy to be home!

That was 3 weeks ago. She is mostly recovered and we are sure grateful and happy to have her back. She has officially retired from the hunting profession and is enjoying being a house dog full time. Yay for happy endings!

Rain

Nothing like a little play time in the rain with your cousins!

My Girl

Ivy's First Day at Church

Ivy's first day of church was not yesterday but the week before, so I'm a little behind. But isn't she just the prettiest pink princess? Yes, I think so too. She is so fun to dress up!

Happy Memorial Day!

We BBQed over at the Haughts for Memorial Day this year. The kiddos had a great time running around together. The adults enjoyed visiting with one another. It was good food and good company - a perfect combination.

Our 2 Year Old...

Don't let this cute, sweet, adorable face fool you. Our little 2 year old is giving us a run for our money right now.


I'm sure it is a combination of adjusting to life with a little sister - not having all of our attention all the time anymore - and then being a typical feisty two year old.

Some of his tricks these days:

Climbing out of his crib (perfect timing, right?), not just saying "no" but saying "no way!", unlocking the front door and leaving the house because he wants to "go to work", only wanting to "poo poo on the potty" right when I'm laying him down in his crib, thinking up every excuse possible to delay bedtime, and throwing some of the most hideous tantrums ever witnessed by mankind.

I think we've managed most of our issues - we include potty time after we brush teeth, we leave a sippy cup of water in his crib (to avoid the "mommy - water! Mommy! WATER!" over the monitor). We moved his chair away from his bed which is what he was using to break his fall as he launched himself out of his crib - he can escape no longer. So while bedtime isn't the piece of cake it used to be, it's manageable once again.

I was doing some serious thinking the other day about how I can diminished my frazzled moments and I've decided that patience is the key. I need to breathe, remember that my kiddo is just 2, and show him a lot of love and patience. The last couple days, my new mantra has been helpful and I'm hoping things will continue to get easier.

I'm also enjoying the love and adoration my little 2 year old shows towards his little sister - it offsets his trying moments.

First Family Photo

I wish I could say I've lived life with no regrets but unfortunately they pop up every once in awhile. Like the classic first family photo everyone takes in the hospital when you have a new baby. Do I have one of those? Of course not. Dang it!!! Really makes me sad. So this will have to suffice.

Grandma's Here!

My mom was out for almost 2 weeks to help me after having Ivy.

BOY DO I MISS HER!!

She was so helpful - cooking dinner each night, doubling recipes so we would still have dinners once she left. She was my little "servant" (I jokingly called her) because she would make breakfast and lunch for me and Jack, she would get him from his nap, get his snacks, and was just on her feet to help when needed - especially when I was nursing the baby. She watched Jack while I had Ivy's appointment and while we took her photos. She watched Ivy so I could take Jack to toddler time and on the Kubota. She drove with me to run errands and never left the car so I could leave the kids. She went grocery shopping for us, twice. I could shower even!!

And now she is gone and I am on my own. I didn't brush my teeth until 4 o'clock yesterday. We ate quesadillas because I didn't even think about dinner until 6. Today has been a little bit better and I have a feeling each day will get easier and easier but man! I want my mom back!!!

We miss you mom/grandma!!! And we love you!! Come back soon!!