Friday, September 25, 2009
But no. It is I. 30. That's kind of a lot. It's that age that I always thought was so "old" when I was younger. Boy, was I wrong! ;)
All in all, today was a nice day. Drew even behaved! No time-outs! Now that's a great birthday present! Reed was a bit of a stinker, not wanting to nap so mama could nap, too, but there's always tomorrow for that, I suppose. So for those dying to know (and I'm sure you all are), what did I do on my 30th??
Laundry. I did laundry. And will be doing more laundry tomorrow.
Thrilling, I know.
Oh, and I shouldn't forget about the family trip to Walmart. That was a blast! Brad especially enjoyed it. (He said I could do whatever I wanted today...so I told him I wanted him to help me with a few errands...it's the only day of the year I can get him to go with me!)
And while I did do a lot of laundry (seriously, that maid is slackin' around here!) my day was great. The boys were good, and they gifted me with a small present this morning. Brad's gift arrives in November. Or rather, we're going to go to it...on a plane...to San Francisco...for a much needed vacation! I.can't.wait.
Yeah, I know. Brad's the best.
Brad also put this little gift together for me, as well. It was a nice surprise to see it this morning as I logged into Facebook. Since not all of you are Facebookers, we'll post it here, too.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
On Sunday, we took advantage of having the extra hands and muscles to do a few things around the house; namely, rearranging the furniture in the living room. Compromising really is an art form...and when it means that mom gets her way, you know what they say: No one's happy unless mom is! We've made our primary living space a bit more roomy, and in order to meet Brad's need, the TV is viewable from almost every corner. As Reed's becoming more active and the toy population continues to grow, it will be nice to have a bit more floor space to play and move about on.
We're thankful that even though they live several hours away, our families still make it a priority to visit us. So, when are you coming?
Friday, September 18, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
The past two years, we've headed down to the park after the parade, where the bulk of the festival takes place. Food, music, games, and a traveling zoo make it the place to be on a Saturday afternoon. This year, however, Brad (the genius that he is) suggested we wait to go until Sunday afternoon. And was he wise with that idea! Apparently, the park was jam-packed with people on Saturday, and on Sunday, we barely had to wait in line five minutes to get our tenderloin sandwiches and hot dogs! Note to self: second day festivities are just as good as the first day, with 1/4 the crowd! It was another lovely day, but we didn't stay too long at the park. Everything costs money, and until the boys are a bit older to appreciate it, I'd rather not spend $4 for them to have a 30 second pony ride!
A view of Mineral Springs Park. If you look closely, you can see several white tents lining the grassy edges of the lagoon. This is what they call "Art in the Park." Arts and crafts dealers set up shop for the weekend, and apparently make pretty good sales. With over 100 tents, almost everyone we saw had some kind of purchase in their hands.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Why is it that the last six months seem as though they have flown by, yet during the last six months, the days and nights seemed to have dragged on f.o.r.e.v.e.r.??? It may have something to do with the fact that I've had the least amount of sleep I've ever gotten in my entire life? Um, yeah, that could be it. :)
Regardless, here we sit, six months after little (big!) Reed came into our lives. And what a six months it has been! As I mentioned a couple posts ago, it seems like things are quieting down around here (despite Reed's current ear infection). The reflux medication Reed's been on continues to bring happy days to our household, although it doesn't stop him from actually regurgitating whatever it is he has eaten. (It works to remove the acid from the crud that comes back up, therefore taking the agitation and pain away from his esophagus and throat.) And when I say that whatever he eats comes back up...I mean everything. Now that he's on baby foods, watch out! If you're not adequately covered and armed with burp cloths and washcloths, you'll have a lovely necklace made up of green beans and prunes! Nice, right? Needless to say, Reed goes through a lot of bibs and burpees, and I do a lot of laundry!
Another milestone this month: rolling over! At the end of his fifth month, Reed had started to roll successfully from his back to his belly. Now, he can go the other way too, making him one mobile little fella! He's also strengthening up those ab muscles, almost ready to sit on his own. Maybe all this mobility will lead to Mom and Dad not having to tote him around everywhere! Our big guy keeps getting bigger! At almost 23 pounds, he's wearing size four diapers, and wearing 12 month clothes! He's not hefty...he's healthy! :)
And Drew. The biggest thing to share about Drew are his "Drewisms": those things that he says that just make us crack up. Where do kids come up with these things?!?! Here are a few...
* While playing with Reed's toes, Drew exclaims with surprise, "Hey, Reed's toes won't come off!"
* Fortunately for Dad, Drew is starting to reverse the shopping psychology that I use on him. While in Target one day, I was looking at lampshades. Drew says, "No, Mom, we don't need that!"
* Drew: "Mama, my tummy hurts?"
Mom: "It does? What does it need?"
Drew: "It needs pancakes."
* In a long conversation about why daddy has to work, I finally say "Dad needs to bring home money so we can go shopping. We like to go shopping, don't we?" Drew smiles and says, "We DO!" (That's my boy!)
* Dad: "Drew, how'd you get so smart?"
Drew: "Mom got me so smart."
* I was in the bathroom, with the door closed. Soon I hear Drew say "I can see you mom." I look down to see his fingers peeking at me underneath the door. I ask him who taught him to do that, and he responds with "Justin did." Then, on a different day, Drew begins to lift up his shirt while we're eating dinner. Again, I ask him who taught him to do that, and Drew says, "Justin did." Uncle Justin, you have some explaining to do!
Enjoy this past month in pictures. We've got quite a few....all too cute to narrow them down to just a couple!
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
The monster that once resided inside Reed is once again making himself known.
Poor little Reed. He just can't win.
The long and short of it is, Reed hasn't been sleeping. For the past week he's been waking in the night, crying, needing to be consoled and rocked before he can fall asleep again, only to wake anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour and a half later and do it all again. Just to give you a frame of reference: I was up with him SEVEN times between the hours of 12:30 and 5:30 on Sunday night. Yep. Seven. Ouch!
So, needless to say, it's been a bit hairy around here. I figured he's teething, working on those little chompers, waiting for them to pop through. I think I'm right, as he's got drool down to his toes and he's constantly licking the snot off of his upper lip. However, things have just gotten progressively worse, as even benadryl couldn't keep him asleep. So I called into the pediatrician yesterday afternoon. We went and saw her this morning, and indeed, Reed has an infection in his left ear. So good news, and bad news. Bad news: the poor lad is indeed sick. Good news: it's something we can treat with an antibiotic and don't have to deal with "waiting it out."
After stopping at the pharmacy to pick up that delicious pink amoxicillin, we came home, and it was then that I realized the arsenal of drugs my poor monkey is on.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
1. My boys
4. Alone time
And my favorite of all of these favorites?? When I can combine all four into one!
After a particularly difficult day, when Drew won't stop saying "NO" and Reed won't stop crying, there's nothing quite as peaceful as retreating to my own little corner of the house, alone, to scrapbook. I love paper crafts. I love working with my hands, picking out fun color palettes, playing with stickers and other embellishments, and most of all, "remembering when" as I look through photos of my growing-much-too-fast boys. (Ahh, and don't forget about my candy jar, perched perfectly beside my pencil cup!) These moments are few and far between, as the demands of mothering have, well, doubled since Reed was born. But things are quieting down around here. Finally. Reed is maintaining a manageable schedule, and Drew is learning that sometimes playing without Mom is more fun than playing with her. I am getting more sleep, regaining some energy, and my creativity and motivation are in full swing. So finally, FINALLY, I was able to take a personal retreat two days ago to start, and actually finish, a page for Drew's scrapbook. I am almost a year behind in his book, and I have yet to start Reed's. For me, three quarters of my scrapbooking time is used to come up with the ideas and stories I want to tell in their books, as well as rummaging through all my goodies to come up with the perfect combination of color, paper, and bling. I admit, many of "my" ideas are "scraplifted" from one of my favorite magazines (Creating Keepsakes) so I can't claim them as my own creative genius. But I figure my brother couldn't have gotten all the artistic genes, right?!?! Something has to have rubbed off on me!!
I love this. I love putting pages together that share our stories, that showcase our family, and help us preserve some of our favorite moments. My hope is that, someday, my boys will appreciate it. (If not, I plan on being buried with these books!)
Here is the project I worked on a couple days ago. It's from Halloween last year.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Anyway, one of the reasons I've been able to get some things done is because Grandma and Grandpa Vander Waal came last weekend for a little visit. Brad and I had an event at church on Saturday morning that took much of the week to plan and set up for, so Grandma and Grandpa came just in time to watch the boys as we put the finishing touches on things over at church. And although we weren't around the house very much, I think it's safe to say that the boys had a great time! Here are a few photos from the weekend, courtesy of Grandma's camera.