Wednesday, December 28, 2011
This year, it was a little harder to get to because of the kids' surgeries and such...we weren't that good at spending any time away from the house...but we didn't want to miss it. So, even though Santa has come and gone at our house, we piled into the swagger wagon and headed out before they closed (Dec 31st- you still have a couple days to get there!)
Even though the boys loved the live Bethlehem village, the Christmas trees, Santa's workshop, making s'mores outside at the fire pits, and visiting Santa last year, we just couldn't swing all of that this year, BUT we did drive around the track and ooh-ed and ahhh-ed at the light displays.
Admittedly, some of the oohs and ahhs were because Bryan was driving as high up on the banks of the racetrack as he was allowed to. Gavin kept saying, "Daddy! The car is falling over!" Dude- those things are steep.
here on the website (just wait patiently as the top header flips through the different slides to see him). Isn't he the cutest?!
Next year we will definitely plan a time to go when we can take advantage of all the great Christmas-y fun off of the track (because they really do have a most excellent Santa there).
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Merry Christmas, everyone! Hope everyone's holiday was as good as ours was :)
They are both doing very very well :)
Zeke is sore, but is healing well. We're still trying to get him to slow down a little (for example, do NOT climb on to the back of the couch and straddle it like you are riding a horse, and then crash down onto the cushions a bazillion times-- even if your brothers are doing it and it looks like loads of fun). He hasn't had any pain meds for 2 days now and isn't complaining, so we know he must be feeling better.
Both Zeke and Chase went in for ear tubes on Friday morning. I took them at 5am for 7:30 and 8am appointments with the ENT. They were super helpful, and I was able to juggle both of them in and out of surgery. It was especially helpful to have a friend of mine from the boys' PTA at Waxhaw as our nurse.
Zeke's right ear was especially nasty, the doctor said. I'm sure that he will feel some relief in the next week with the tubes inserted. Chase's ears were all gunked up with wax- I still can't figure out a way to clean them in regular life- he has such tiny ear canals, it's hard to get in there. Even the ear wax kits don't help a lot- anyone have any great suggestions for that? Gross.
Now all I have to do is remember to put drops in their ears for 3 days...and wrestle Chase while doing so.
With all of that nonsense done, hopefully we can get out and have some fun next week for our last week of vacation. My Gym is open for free-play days all week, so I'll probably take everyone over there a couple times. And with this gorgeous weather, maybe we'll hit up the park outside, too.
Thanks for all your thoughts, everyone! This has been a crazy week.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Last night Snitch had to be cut free from the ropes that the Lego guys captured him with (long story), and there was a pair of big heavy scissors left on the ground.
Bryan asked Ian if he thought Snitch used the big heavy scissors himself.
Ian: no, I think he just asked a big strong Lego guy to do it for him.
Monday, December 19, 2011
We made it through 2 1/2 months of a new family, a new job, and no time to breathe through the transitions.
We celebrated with a trip to see Santa at the mall. I think we may have overwhelmed him. His comment was, "Are they all yours?" I'm getting used to that one. I hear it a lot now. The boys were kind of hilarious with their Santa visit. Guy was ALL pumped up, but when Santa put him on his knee, he had a CLASSIC deer-in-the-headlights look- I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head. Ian and Zeke stood close and went in for the high five, but that was all they trusted the big SC with. I asked Ian later if he thought that was the real Santa or a helper, and he said, "That was the real one. I got a good, close look at him." Chase nonchalantly walked by, and continued on to dive into the cotton snow on the other side of Santa's chair. He came back for the goodbyes and the candy canes, though.
I'm totally looking forward to some time with the kids- I have some cookies and some crafts, some science experiments for my little Mr. Wizard, and some new therapy stuff to try (hello oral motor therapy and sensory brushing techniques that I should have started 5 months ago).
Oh, and you know, the surgeries that begin tomorrow at 10am (Zeke) and then again on Friday at 8am (Chase and Zeke-ears). Second fun comment: the OR scheduler asked me if Zeke and Chase were twins, but just born on different days. Um, no. I was not in labor for 5 days. Hope they both recover quickly and have time to enjoy the break with the rest of us :/
Runner up funny comment: the receptionist who keeps calling to remind me of upcoming ENT appointments keeps calling Zeke, "Zeekey". Come on, lady! It's vowel-consonant-vowel! The silent e makes the first vowel say it's name! Classic phonics, people!
Monday, December 12, 2011
Every single dang night I take him to the bathroom, he pees, we put him in a diaper for overnight, get him into his jammies, read stories, and then tuck him into bed.
And then 10 seconds after I turn out the lights and shut the door, he starts crying because he "has to go pee-PEEEEEE!"
So then I give in, and get him out of bed, and we take his jammies off, and his diaper, and he gets 6 more minutes of bedtime-free day before he has to go to bed again.
Tonight, though, I made him do one last potty stop after story and before lights out. I told him lots of times that this was his last potty stop of the day, and that he would not be getting out of bed to go pee-pee. He agreed.
And then I kissed him goodnight, turned off the light, and closed the door.
Ten seconds later he started yelling that he needed to go pee-PEEEEEEE!!!
Nope. Sorry dude.
I did the Super Nanny thing, and let him be irate for a few minutes, then went in and firmly told him that he already went pee-pee, and we were done with that for the night. Then I told him there was no crying at bedtime.
Every time I say that, I think of Tom Hanks in A League of Their Own.
Anyway. He went to sleep. And that is that.
I mean, not that we haven't tried. He just hates that stuff. He has zero attention span for any of that "learning nonsense".
But yesterday, he got really into that V-tech bike game, you know, the one that you pedal and you pick up certain letters of the alphabet on a course on the TV? Yeah, not only did he pedal the bike, but he called out the letters correctly as he rode.
I'm not even joking here, people.
And since then, when we read stories at night, Bryan and I have been asking the kids to point to random letters on the pages. He gets them right, a LOT. The best one is when he identifies the letter R, because he sounds like a pirate. "What's that, Chasey?" "Arrrrrrrrrr!"
Have I mentioned how much I love his preschool teachers? Like LOVE them, love them.