Noah has a habit of dropping things in the trash so I routinely check our trash cans whenever I walk by them and remove any toys, shoes, sippy cups, condiments, or whatever else I find in there. Last week Steve noticed our remote control was missing. We searched all over the house, figured it must have gone out with the trash, and went and bought a new one. A day or two later, the new one disappeared as well, and is nowhere to be found. After having the same remote for over seven years, we are now on our third one in a single week. I think I'm going to have to be more meticulous about looking in the trash cans!
Noah also likes to help me flush the contents of his diapers down the toilet. No problem there, right? I usually keep a stack of diapers on the bookshelf in the living room, just so I don't have to go back to the bedroom and get one every time I need to change a diaper. Yesterday Noah came into the kitchen and was obviously very excited about something. He tried to grab my hand and pull me with him. I followed him into the bathroom, where he proudly showed me eight diapers stuffed in the toilet. I guess I will also now be putting the diapers on the TOP of the bookshelf and out of the reach of little helpers.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
I've been neglecting this blog, mostly because I don't have the time to upload pictures that often. Since I'd like to have this to read in the future, I'm going to make more of an effort to update, although the pictures may be sparse for awhile.
Our days have been going well, at least until about 5:00 or so. It seems that at that time everyone, including me, starts to melt down. Things tend to unravel pretty quickly so I'm usually calling Steve around 6:00, growling at him to come home. By the time he gets home at 7:00 or so, I have pretty much reached the end of my rope. Today was no exception. This morning was great - we ran a bunch of errands and all was well. We came home and I made some Broccoli Chowder for lunch and then we made the always-delicious Peanut Butter Banana Bread for a snack and I was patting myself on the back for being so productive. By that time it had stopped raining so we went on a nice long walk. Still, everything was great. Then we got home and Allie was suddenly uncharacteristically fussy, Noah dumped out the kitchen trash can - twice - and Emma started complaining (a LOT) that she was sick. Then, as I was looking for something in the bathroom cabinet, a light bulb fell out and shattered all over the floor. I had a screaming baby and a crying little girl so I left the glass everywhere and just quickly put the baby gate up in the hall so no one could go back there. While I was doing that, the stove timer started buzzing, signaling that dinner was ready and as I ran through the living room to turn off the timer and get everything out of the oven, Emma threw up all over the living room floor. Wonderful.
I am so glad it's the weekend!
Our days have been going well, at least until about 5:00 or so. It seems that at that time everyone, including me, starts to melt down. Things tend to unravel pretty quickly so I'm usually calling Steve around 6:00, growling at him to come home. By the time he gets home at 7:00 or so, I have pretty much reached the end of my rope. Today was no exception. This morning was great - we ran a bunch of errands and all was well. We came home and I made some Broccoli Chowder for lunch and then we made the always-delicious Peanut Butter Banana Bread for a snack and I was patting myself on the back for being so productive. By that time it had stopped raining so we went on a nice long walk. Still, everything was great. Then we got home and Allie was suddenly uncharacteristically fussy, Noah dumped out the kitchen trash can - twice - and Emma started complaining (a LOT) that she was sick. Then, as I was looking for something in the bathroom cabinet, a light bulb fell out and shattered all over the floor. I had a screaming baby and a crying little girl so I left the glass everywhere and just quickly put the baby gate up in the hall so no one could go back there. While I was doing that, the stove timer started buzzing, signaling that dinner was ready and as I ran through the living room to turn off the timer and get everything out of the oven, Emma threw up all over the living room floor. Wonderful.
I am so glad it's the weekend!
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
I just can't stop taking pictures of this baby. I know she is going to be growing so fast and I want to make sure I remember what she looked like when she was so tiny. She will be three weeks old tomorrow already!
Everything is going pretty well. The only real issue is getting Noah to nap. This is always been an issue with him of course, it's just a little more difficult with another baby thrown into the mix. He is nursing so much now that he hardly eats any food anymore. I'm okay with it (except for when it goes on all night long) because I think it's helping him adjust, but I sort of hope he slows down sooner rather than later.
Steve wanted to work all weekend so the kids and I went to my mom's house. I was a little nervous about making the trip with all three of them for the first time but we didn't have any problems. Luckily, my kids are pretty great travelers. My grandma rode back with us and has been here helping out. Sadly, she is leaving this afternoon. It's so nice having another adult around during the days!
I have a wee bit of crafting to share. I did a swap with my friend Allison and I made her this pincushion. In return, she sewed a birthday banner for me that I'm planning to hang up whenever we are celebrating birthdays in our family. Thanks, Allison!
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