Seriously

When do boys stop with the peeing on the floor bit?

Ian stood in front of the toilet yesterday, pants down around his ankles, huge pee puddle over the entire floor, toilet not even open.

It was an eMERgency, he says.

GAH!

Heads Up

Got a call from Grace just now that reminded me...

If you are my friend (or enemy!) and Bryan or I have your phone number programmed into our cell phones...you may just get a call from Wyndham Resorts regarding an exciting timeshare opportunity. Sorry!

While we were in Vegas, we accidentally bought a timeshare (what can I say? We are totally cheap and got suckered off the street into listening to their presentation for $100 worth of food vouchers to many restaurants on the strip!) and we were forced to give them the names of 24 of our closest friends and relatives in exchange for a really cool Las Vegas coffee mug and a luggage tag.

So. It's not a hoax. It's legit. You may as well take their 4 day/3 night stay in Vegas and listen to their spiel. Just tell them no at the end. You can get the same timeshare deal in resale for $10,000 cheaper than what they are selling it to you new. We actually ended up canceling our contract afterwards, but are interested in buying something resale if anyone has any leads...!

Sorry again, and you're welcome :)

School Daze

This morning, Ian did not want to go to school. I told him that he needs to go because:

1- It's fun.
2- He has lots of friends there to play with.
3- His teachers will miss him if he doesn't go.

and 4- He and Mommy need to take a break from each other sometimes. (!)

He looks at me and says, "But, Mommy. I want to stay here and talk to you ALL DAY LONG."

Now, honestly, you know I adore my children. But this whole no-nap thing is driving me just a little insane... as in, I NEED A BREAK EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE. And although the thought of his little voice rambling on all day long is cute...it also makes me twitch a little bit. Is that bad? Suddenly I'm feeling like a very, very bad mother.

The Change

Ian and Leah were eating apples outside the other day. Leah's apple had skin on it, Ian's was peeled.

Ian: I don't like the skin.
Leah: I like skin.
Ian: That's because girls like skin, but boys don't.
Leah: Yeah, because I'm a girl (only she pronounces it go-ya, too cute!) and I like it.
Ian: Yeah. And when I turn into a girl, then I will like apple skin, too!

Hm...? How's that, again?

Transitions

I know, I owe you lots of posts. Especially Vegas news.

But just a little Chase news right now to tide you over until I can sit down and do some picture uploading...

Apparently, while we were in Vegas, Little Man decided to start transitioning from belly to sitting on a regular basis. He had done this once before, back at the beginning of March. Since we've been home, I've found him sitting in his crib once, and twice he's sat up without my seeing him. Then yesterday he did it in front of the ST, and just now he did it while I was on the floor with him!!

Chase has also discovered that he can lay on his belly, push with his toes, and REACH to get things. He's commando crawling...inch by inch...and sometimes rolling over instead of going forward. But it's definitely purposeful moving :)

The waving has continued. I can say "Hi Chase!" and he'll wave back enthusiastically. I can also say "Pat pat pat!" and he'll smack the ground or the table (or Bryan's head if he's riding on his shoulders). AND we can tell him "Chase, row your boat!" and he'll get on all fours and rock. So cute! I'm so proud of his new accomplishments!

Chase is (almost) ONE!

Since we will be gone for his birthday (God, I feel awful about that! Ok- not awful enough to pass up on the free vacation, but still. You know what I mean.) we celebrated Chase's first birthday this evening with Papa and Gaga.

His birthday meal was roast chicken, cornbread, and potato salad. He LOVED it all. And put potato salad into his ear. He also thoroughly enjoyed his cake and ice cream...until he was too tired to continue.

And just in time for his party...he learned how to wave!!! We spent the whole dinner waving at each other. He'd take a bite. Look around a little. Then start waving! Then everyone else would stop mid-bite and wave back, going, "Hiiiiieeee Chaseyyyy!" like lunatics. I bet Chase kept doing it because he liked the power he held over us all.

So, Happy Birthday to my littlest man :)

Luck Be A Lady

Well, all that's left is the last minute packing before we leave tomorrow morning (if you can call it that...last I checked the sun wasn't up at the time we are supposed to leave for the airport, so technically...still the middle of the night.)

The kids will be here with Papa and Gaga. Papa gets to go to work Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Gaga will be chasing both boys by herself during the week. Wish her luck.

It's kind of sad leaving Ian and Chase. Yeah. But I'm ready for some Bryan and Laurie time :)

Wish us luck! Hope the tables are hot at the Bellagio- Mama needs a new car!! (Does anyone know how to play craps??)