superman

For valentines I made the boys reversible superman/batman capes. Logan has recently gotten into superheros. He hasn't actually watched superman but he loves him. He isn't allowed to watch Batman, it's a little bloody and dark I think, but he can pretend to be him if he wants. He always chooses to be superman though.

He flies everywhere. If I call his name, he yells back, "my name is superman." When I asked him who dumped out a bucket of water he said superman did. It's really cute. Nixon doesn't care much for his cape so I couldn't get any pictures of him.

sicko

Just last week I was saying that I was lucky because my kids haven't been sick at all. Yesterday they woke both woke up yesterday complaining of a tummy ache and then started vomiting within minutes of eachother.

The good news was that Kyle had the day off from work so we were able to tag team all the laundry, showers, clothing changes, child consoling, vomit catching, etc.

It was a day of nearly total tv watching. I took the opportunity while everyone was lounging around to go do some errands for the baby. When I came home the boys had fallen asleep on the couch. That never happens so I think it is adorable.
Poor Logan is so scared of vomiting. He is very cautious about what he eats and drinks and really rests his belly. Because of that he stopped throwing up around 1pm.

Nixon on the otherhand, loves to eat and drink even when he is sick and I have to force him to stop because he has no control. Because of that he was still throwing up this morning.

It is sad for me to see my kids sick, without energy. But I have to say that they are super cuddly and much easier sick than healthy. No running around, no fighting, no bouncing off the walls. It made for a pretty relaxing day.

New toy

A new toy for me! Kyle walked in the other night from his church basketball game with this lovely machine. A friend of mine got a new cricut for Christmas and passed her old one down to me. I jumped right up got some scrapbook paper and started cutting letters out. Kyle just watched me from the corner of his eye and then wondered what it was and why in the world I would want one.

I'm so excited to have one, not that I plan on having much time to make anything in the near future. However, I did make some signs for my church lesson on Sunday.

Thanks Chanda!!

Prepared

3 weeks left until I get to meet my girl! (probably plus a few days since that's how it seems to go for me)

Nesting is well underway.

I have been balancing on step stools cleaning walls and ceilings and on my hands and knees scrubbing floorboards. Every surface, shutter, blind, windowsill, closet, and drawer has been cleaned. The showers have been scrubbed with a toothbrush (darn grout). I have moved furniture around, and found and organized every single toy in the house. I've finished projects that I have been needing to complete for months.

Kyle made the comment to me the other day that we were going to go broke with how much cleaning supplies I've been using. Which made me wonder if he thinks that I was going through that many cleaning supplies and that they cost that much, maybe I could've convinced him to hire a cleaning lady. I'm going to have to remember that next time I have a baby.

Nesting is a crazy thing and I think it confuses my husband that I can move a large bookcase byself while he is at work, but struggle just to walk these days. It really is a crazy thing this nesting sensation. Here I am with a huge belly, all this extra weight, achy muscles but still have the desire to clean and orangize and prepare for the arrival of my baby. Doesn't seem like such good timing. Seems like it would make more sense if my husband had a strong desire to nest.

Kyle doesn't nest.

In fact, I'm not really sure that he would admit that we are having our third child. I'm pretty sure he's convinced that all my extra weight gain is due to a rather large intact of junk food....which would partially be true. Maybe that why I'm having a hard time convincing him to set up the crib.

I have also figured out after 7 plus years of marriage that he doesn't like waking up on a Saturday morning only to have my cleaning plans thrown at him. So what is a pregnant nesting girl to do but to schedule a cleaning appointment with her husband.

Last Saturday I booked him for the entire day of furniture moving and carpet cleaning. He didn't complain once, although I think I heard a loud sigh once or twice.

But he cleaned my carpets and he cleaned them well! It doesn't get much better for a housewife than clean carpets does it?

My house is prepared and today I was able to get the majority of the baby stuff prepared. This morning I had a baby shower courtesy of two of my favorite people in the work, Megan and Melissa. Unfortuanetly, I couldn't find my camera this morning, which was crazy because my house is so clean right now. Kyle found it in the garage, I had been taking pictures of the boys outside and left it out there earlier this week.

I have to say that I really don't love showers. For other people yes.....for me no. I don't like all the attention. Makes me nervous just thinking about it.

That being said, if you are going to have a shower you want Megan and Melissa to be throwing it for you. They are two of the most talented, creative, crafty, kind gals around, and I'm lucky that they are both my friends.

I feel guilty that they threw me a shower. Megan has helped me get ready for each one of my babies in some way and I'm sure she is praying that I stop having babies so quickly. Melissa not only is moving this weekend, but has sick kids (twins), let me raid her twins clothes for hand me downs, and has gotten suckered into helping me with a ton of projects (painting and distressing all my bedroom furniture, painting my kitchen table and chair, and the list goes on). I wish I had pictures of the morning because it was decorated so cute and they did such a good job. I couldn't be more greatful.

And thanks to a group of great gals, this baby has plenty of clothes! I have to say all the pink is overwhelming, a definite change from what I am used to, but I love it!

I got everything sorted and put away today. I keep opening her closet to look at all the pretty clothes.

So, I think we are ready to go. Something I think is kind of funny is that I didn't get one burp cloth this time around, so I will be heading out to the fabric store on Monday to whip up a few of those.

I can't believe that in just a few weeks I will have another baby and that it will be a girl! Yikes!

"you're a big boy"

We ordered a Papa Johns pizza the other day. The following morning Logan brings the box to me in the kitchen while I'm making his breakfast and says:

L - Daddy, I want you to eat this pickle

K - Buddy, that's not a pickle it's a jalepeño

L - I want you to eat it

K - But I don't like jalepeño's

L - Daddy you're a big boy, just eat it

I may be a big boy but I'm not man enough to eat a jalepeño at 7:30 in the morning.

T-Ball

Logan started T-ball Saturday. You would never know it but he was excited to play.

However, the first 5 minutes we were chasing him down (the little kid is fast), trying to convince him to play. Dad finally ended up holding him over by the group of kids. Nixon sat under this huge tree for the longest time just sucking on his thumb. Adorable. Logan's facial expression never changed. This is his scared/cautious look.

Finally I told him it was time to stop acting crazy and start playing so he batted, threw, and caught the ball all with me right by his side. The coaches thought Nixon was part of the group also...nope he's just a big.

Logan loved it and talked about it non stop the rest of the day. Next Saturday may be another story when he actually has to go again.

new years

I was feeling a little dissapointed that we weren't going to Idaho this winter because I know the boys would have loved the cabin with all the snow. So when a friend on mine invited us to stay at a cabin in Arrowhead I was thrilled. Unfortunately, I left all our snow clothes in Idaho thinking that we would only use it there. But another friend of mine had some snow gear thankfully, so we managed. We had a great time just hanging out and playing in the snow a little bit. I have to say that the snow was more like ice and I think I have been spoiled by the soft, fresh snow that covers every inch of everything at Kyle's parents' cabin.

But the boys didn't seem to know the difference and as long as they are happy I am happy. One of the benefits of being pregnant.....not walking up the hill to sled.

Nixon had the biggest smile on his face until the sled stopped everytime. Then he would throw a tantrum until the next ride.

December

I haven't done a very good job at documenting December and now I can hardly remember what happened. In between holiday crafts, gingerbread trains and houses, elves hiding in our home, and Christmas cartoons only a few pictures were taken.

Church Christmas party. We ended up in the back of the line, but Nixon made googly eyes at one of the ladies in my ward who walked right up and put him in Mrs. Claus lap. He lasted with Santa for about a minute and was pleased to get a candy cane out of it, that he ate with the wrapper on.

Logan waited his turn and didn't go near Santa. Nixon wasn't too happy the second time around either.

Kyle's parents came for a visit since we weren't going to be going to ID for a winter trip. They brought along "the search for Santa Paws" which the kids watched nearly every day since then.

One night santa came down the street being pulled by a police car. Logan was most impressed with the police motorcycles/cars and sirens. Nixon was once again happy to get candy canes. They didn't care much for Santa.

Christmas eve we decorated cookies for Santa. It was a bit of the Nightmare before Christmas with my house covered in red and green sprinkles, and mounds and mounds of frosting on every cookie and face. Would you believe that Santa actually ate the cookies the kids left out for him? What a jolly guy!

For the first time in years, I couldn't sleep the night before Christmas. I guess it was a excitement for the kids mixed with a little bit of pregnancy induced insomnia. Christmas is so much fun with little ones. It took us about 2 1/2 hrs to open presents.

In November I asked Logan what he wanted Santa to bring him for Christmas and he told me a 4-wheeler. So I bought one. The day after I bought it I asked him again and he said he wanted a sword. I got each of the boys a lightsaber thinking it qualified as a sword. Logan looked at it on Christmas morning and said, "this is a lightsaber, not a sword." I don't know where he learned what that is, but he is still happy with it.

The 4 wheeler was a hit and the boys have enjoyed riding it ever since. Nixon is adorable stearing it.

Christmas evening was spent at my parents' house where I was so exhausted and didn't take one picture.

potty time

Friday morning I woke up, put underwear on Nixon and decided it was time to potty train him. He is one month older than what Logan was when I potty trained him. He had a few accidents that morning but once he woke up from his nap he stayed accident free the rest of the day.

Saturday we had to go to Lowes and Sam's club and I thought for sure he would have an accident, but he went to the bathroom once at Sam's club and made it home in the same dry clothes. Then Logan and I went to my parents' house and I thought for sure Kyle would slap a diaper on him (he's not really the day #2 potty training type), but I was surprised to find out that Nixon was still in underwear and accident free.

Sunday I was a little nervous because of our 3 hour church but somehow he managed to let his nursery teachers know that he had to "pee pee" and between Kyle and me checking on him he stayed nice and dry.

We are now on day 5 and he still hasn't had any accidents since day #!. I'm sure there will be some down the road, but I really am so proud of my big boy who loves his underwear. His little chuncky buns are perfectly pinchable, his tree trunk like thighs are adorable and I'm loving watching him run around diaper free.

And because my boys seem to have to be in competition over everything, Logan now wants me to watch him go to the bathroom and then congratulate him everytime!

It's getting crowded

Months ago we tried to put the boys in the same room. Kyle and I gave up quickly and so Logan's bed has been vacant ever since and he has been my bed buddy. Aside from the occasional foot in my face I really don't mind it. But lately he has had a group of animals that have to sleep with us always positioned the same. There is a Bronco bear on the left side of him that has to sleep on a football pillow with a little blanket. There is a brown bear that has to be on his right along with a penguin. A big mechanical grey cat and a small tan cat lay above his head. My bed is big, but it is getting crowded with all these creatures. I think it may be time to move all of them, including the boy out of my bed. It's only a few more months before another member of our family starts occupying my room (and it becomes an all girls room:).