Uno party

I don't know if you can really call it a party. I decided that I didn't want to be in charge of cooking so I convinced my mom to have dinner at her house and I just brought the cake, balloons, birthday banner, and birthday boy.

Since I didn't have to do much party planning, I decided to make my first shirt. I got the idea from a blog and copied her uno idea also. The first shirt I made was out of one of Kyle's t-shirts that I cut up. It ended up being about a 3 month old size. So I bought some knit fabric and made one that would fit my big baby. It isn't perfect, but I'm pretty happy with it.

I also made him a little cake with uno cards on the side (use your imagination)

He was hesitant at first until he got one taste of frosting.

Then the cake made its way into his eyes and the birthday boy started crying and needed a shower.

I made a tres leches cake also because we were celebrating my sis-in-laws b-day. She didn't know what I was talking about when I told her it was tres leches (in my white accent). She's from Argentina. I think the agreement between all party goers was that it wasn't the best cake....apparently not soggy enough. Next time. Nixon opened up a few presents after he got the frosting out of his eyes.

Logan thinks they are all his presents

The night ended with Nixon tripping on his pop up tent and hitting his head on the coffee table. it was the loadest thumb and was the size of a golf ball. We were supposed to get 1 year old pictures today that I had to cancel.

I ended up waking up every few hours to do a neuro exam on the kid, he hit that hard.

Big one year old

Nixon is 1!! Some of the things I remember about the events leading up to and the day he was born.....

• Crying on the way to drop Logan off. Not only was it my first time away from him for a night, but I knew his was no longer going to be the baby of our family. I get tears thinking about it.
• Staring at the ocean on the long drive down pch having contractions every 5-7 minutes apart.
• Kyle stopping at a convience store across the street from the hospital to get a diet pepsi (he obviously has no clue what contractions feel like).
• Watching teenager and college kids running around Newport beach and thinking about how funny the difference in what we were both doing was.
• From the moment I walked into the hospital (around 8pm)everyone told me how fast this baby was going to come, which I was exited about because from the moment I walked into the hospital I got very hungry.
• Having a very new, young nurse.....and not really loving the thought of that.
• Another nurse coming in to do all procedures like inserting tubes/monitors.
• Eating lots of popsicles
• Starring at the fetal monitors all night long
• Watching the decels in the heartrate and telling Kyle each time that we needed to pray.
• Having the anesthesiologist I used to watch insert epidurals when I was in nursing school.
• That anesthesiologist telling me the same thing over and over again (risk/benefits of epidural...ya ya just put it in)
• Deciding Nixon was the name
• Not sleeping one wink
• Being told I was going to need to have a section
• Crying because I was having a section and this baby wasn't coming fast like I had been told all night
• Dr. Ricci coming in early looking very tired
• Dr. Ricci being mad the nurses hadn't called her earlier
• The OR anesthesiologist telling me how happy I looked (while I was still sobbing, he wasn't very observant) while he pushed me on the gurney to the OR (around 7am)
• The OR nurse telling me my makeup looked very nice.
• Freezing in the OR
• Struggling to keep my eyes open, I was so tired.
• Kyle coming into the OR, asking me if I was ok, holding my hand.
• The doctors talking about their skiing trips while they were doing my surgery.
• Me wondering how much of my surgery was paying for their trips
• Telling the anesthesiologist that I couldn't breathe, and him telling me it was ok
• Nixon coming out and my immediate thought was that he looked just like Logan did.
• Everyone telling me how cute his dimples were.
• The pediatric specialist telling me Nixon was fine.
• The nurse bringing him over to me to kiss.
• Me telling Kyle to make sure he didn't let Nixon out of his sight.
• Holding Nixon for the first time in the recovery room.
• Thinking while I was staring at my new baby, Kyle didn't follow the right baby out of the OR.
• My family coming to the hospital with Logan
• Logan not wanting to come near me
• My brother bringing Mexican food to the hospital.
• Me not being about to eat it because I was told that I couldn't eat or drink anything for awhile.
• Me telling Kyle to give me a drink and him refusing
• Me telling Kyle I am a nurse practitioner and I said it was ok.
• Every part of my skin itching thanks to the morphine
• Seeing Nixon's little calfs and realizing he was my child.

I guess I could go on and on. I feel so lucky to have sweet Nixon.

I have survived my first year being a mother of 2

Nixon has survived his first year being a younger brother to Logan

Watch out Logan, Nix is getting bigger!!

A rare bath

We don't do baths at our house, we are all about the showers. On the rare occasion when I do let Logan in the bath, the whole bathroom is flooded, the walls end up drenched, and I am soaked from head to toe. But I needed to kill a little bit of time, and the bathroom needed to be cleaned anyways, so I let both of the boys take a bath.
We don't have bath toys since they don't take baths, so I brought out some cups and kitchen utensils. Logan stood up and started peeing in a funnel and then the bath was over.

party

Logan hosted a little Valentine's party a couple of weeks ago with a few of his friends who all receive a little bit of tough love from him. I didn't take many pictures but here are a few from the day. Thank goodness for wooden floors, my house was covered in sprinkles!

Pretend you don't see those blue cups ( I forgot to get red/pink one for us adults).

Valentines

Kyle and I don't do much for Valentine's day. He always reminds me that he asked me out for the first time many years ago on Valentine's day and I stood him up, so now we don't celebrate it. Ha, funny that I stood him up on Valentine's huh.

Valentine's morning Logan ate a heart shaped donut and some healthier foods for breakfast and after he was ready for church I let him look in his chair backpack. It was cute to watch him look in the bag and then look at me with a look that I interpretted to say, "these things have been on the back of our chairs for weeks now and this is the first time I've looked in them to find all this fun stuff." He was happy. A truck cup, bubbles, heart sucker, toy story white board, and a few other things (all from the dollar spot at target) filled his chair backpack.

Nixon just got a scribble pad, but as you can see he rarely gets to use it.

After church and naps we went on a bike ride. We went to see the rabbits (wrong holiday for seeing rabbits, I know) and ducks. Really we just wanted to let the kids run around and get out some energy.

Poor guy can't move his legs fast enough to get himself a bunny

It's the most wonderful time of the year!

Football season is over!!! We didn't have a superbowl party, but I made the boys football ties in honor of the big day.

I realize this is a horrible picture, but I'm lucky the two of them are sitting so close together. Maybe an arm around eachother will be possible in a few months.

Boys will be boys

Last week one of my friends invited us over for a playdate. It is Logan's number 1 friend. They can play for hours, running non-stop, screaming, booming (which is an activity that only the two of them understand), wrestling, and jumping.

We let the boys play in the room with all the toys while we chatted and watched our two younger babies. Just then the boys walked out.......I couldn't stop laughing. Logan had no pants on, no underwear, and he had one arm out of his shirt, and his friend was half dressed as well. What were they doing?

We went into the room to get their clothes and there were two wet spots where each of them had peed on the the floor.

Wonder how they decided to do that!

winter vacation

We spent Christmas this year in Idaho. Unfortunately I left my camera at Kyle's sister's house in Utah so I don't have any Christmas Day pictures.

My two little snow "angels" I let Nixon go sledding with his 7 year old cousin. He face planted, resulting in a little snow beard.

Logan loves his cousins especially when they have DS's with them

4 wheeling every day

Nixon spent about 30 minutes everyday outside and couldn't move a muscle

Logan spent hours outside

Nixon and I spent about 7 days in our pajamas. We just threw snow clothes over them when we went outside. Nice huh!

Doesn't it look like these three got along well.......they didn't. It actually was pretty miserable trying to keep them away from eachother. I love the cabin in the winter, so much snow. It's so different from home

But Nixon thanks us that we live in California, even with the rain right now (which I love)

Look who's walking

He gets tackled to the ground pretty fast

These two keep me busy

We're back from Idaho. I'm fully defrosted, wearing flip flops again, the boys are sleeping in there own rooms and beds....life is back to normal. All of my pictures from the trip are on Kyle's laptop, so I will have to wait to post about the trip.

While we were away, Nixon turned 10 months. Here are some updates on him

• He is the sweetest thing, except when it comes to changing his diaper or clothes. He is a strong little baby and makes it nearly impossible to change him.
• eats non stop
• stands for long periods of time
• takes 2 steps, and then crawls
• has 4 teeth
• claps
• dances
• shakes his head
• says "dada"
• still loves to be held....my arm is really sore all the time

He had a doctor's appointment today and is 23 lbs 30 inches tall. Tonight we will be looking for a new carseat for him because I can't buckle the one he is in, the little chunker.

The day is getting closer to when Nixon can take on his older brother. Logan keeps me busy!!! Anytime I step out of the house I get comments about how I have my hands full. He is mischevious, so so naughty, throws everything in sight, is on the go non-stop, and is the biggest bully you will ever meet......but I love him. And, on rare occasion when I do my hair and makeup he looks at me bewildered and says, "mom pretty."

After being potty trained for months, he decided to start pooping and peeing his pants. But within the last month he is doing much much better. He has decided that he wants to pee standing up but doesn't have the aim quite right yet, so I am constantly cleaning up the floor and toilet. At least he is going on the toilet.

If I could just stop him from beating up other kids life would be much easier. Oddly enough, his nursery teacher tells me he is sweet, never hits, but does like to throw. I think she is lying to me. My brother in law told me to get him punching gloves so that he could hit everything until he got it out of his system. Any ideas?

Can't you just see the wheels turning in his head in these pictures.....naughty!
Christmas cards never happened this year (I have my hands full), so here is the most recent picture of my boys.