A disaster for the second born...

Well, this is definitely a case of second child syndrome! Its Lily's first day at school and on a school bus and the ran totally got in the way. First the photo shoot at the end of our driveway was soggy (do it every year in same spot for proof that they grow). Then, the bus came down the wrong way on our street and we had to cross the street in the pouring rain. Lily tripped and stomped in a puddle, soaking my feet and PJ and her pants. Rob had the camera while standing in the garage, so we don't have any photos of them getting on the bus, and we don't have photos of them on the bus because the windows were too fogged up! Finally, I had planned on getting to school ahead of them so I could sneak a picture of Lily getting off the bus (like I did PJ his first time), but I had to dry my feet and put on different shoes, which started me off late. And traffic was horrible due to the rain. So, I missed my second born's first trip on a school bus. I'm laughing now at all that happened, but I have to say it was bitterly disappointing this morning. I may have to do a retake on Monday! Can I do that?

Need some mess...

I've been too good, just posting the "bliss"-ful moments. Right now, I've got a bit of a "mess" with my two-year-old. First, I get a phone call from my husband, early Sunday morning when I'm away at a scrapbook weekend (a chance to escape the two-year-oldness), with a "How do you get vaseline out of the carpet?" She was bored, climbed up on her dresser, went way up high into a basket we thought was out of reach, and finger painted with a huge jar of vaseline. Clothes, hair, carpet, chair--nothing was too good to get a coating. Rob did a great job cleaning, and emphasizing that this was not a fun game and had her cleaning as well. (Bless his soul, and glad I missed this one!)

Second, I am getting an extra dose of "gimmes," "mine," and "no!" My favorite today was the constant arguing. I think she will make an excellent interrogator someday because she just keeps going until there is no more logic left.

"No more snack today," "YES! More snack today!" "I don't have any more in the car," "YES! There's more in the car!"

"Me want ice cream!" "Not right now," "YES! Right now!"

And my favorite: "I'm done talking to you, Lily," "NO! You not done talking to me!" "Fine, you got me, I'm talking to you." Sigh.

I'm so dizzy right now.

Bed 1, Bed 2

PJ has officially been moved up to a Big Boy Bed! He was in his crib until last July, when we decided to take down the crib rail to make his crib into a toddler bed. The plan was to keep him in the toddler bed until he was sleeping successfully through the night with underwear. He actually decided to do that last fall and only had one accident while he was trying. We went a little longer than we wanted because the holidays got in the middle of things, so last weekend we went shopping for a mattress, box spring and frame. PJ's crib was a convertible, so the last stage was the headboard that came from the back of the crib. The directions said the headboard would work with a full size mattress, so that's what we bought.

The store was right down the street so Rob became our delivery service (with some help from Uncle James). I had bought and washed all the new, full-size bedding (the comforter was a pain), and had it all ready for the installation. I even went to the library and got lots of books on moving to a big bed so that PJ would understand what was coming. Rob had the bed installed, we had the cameras rolling and shooting, and PJ was all set in his new bed...

Well, I woke up at 5 am the following morning, saying to myself, "It's too big!" The bed took over half the room, which means less space for a four-year-old to play. The crib was now useless because we were only using the headboard, and we were going to have to store all the other large parts, or God-forbid, throw them away (as Rob suggested--I'm sure you can see my look of horror!). And PJ just looked so tiny in such a large bed--I had to climb onto the bed to kiss him when he was sleeping.

So we went back to the mattress store, and hopefully didn't make the guy think we were crazy (or just idiots). We exchanged the full-size bed for a twin-size bed. I exchanged the sheets and comforter for a twin-size set (in better colors too!) And everyone is happy all around.

This explains my craving...

Before I was pregnant with Lily, I really disliked baking. Or rather, I never did it, so I didn't know if I liked it or not. So, it was a very odd craving for me when I got pregnant with her to want baked goods. And more importantly, I had to bake them. That was when I first learned how to make chocolate chip cookies, so either my love for baking came from her in-utero, or it rubbed off on her while she was growing in my tummy.


This night was particularly fun because I had several favorite parts...

First, while we were mixing the ingredients, Lily noticed that I kept looking at my recipe, so she started checking it too. My favorite was when she said we needed milk and juice in the cookie dough!

Second, I love our matching aprons thanks to Grandma Nona...

Third, halfway through making the cookies, Lily turned to me and spontaneously said, "I love you, Mommy!" And that just melted my heart.

Too tired to play

Lily's room is finally safety proofed, but she gave me a scare anyway! I was working in our bedroom, right down the hall from her room, and I had the monitor on. She started her nap playing and trying to get out (we needed to turn her bedroom lock around to keep her from wandering the halls unsafe during naptime) and then she got quiet for awhile. I could see under her door that her light was on, so I decided to see if she had climbed back into her bed for her nap.

I quietly opened her door, and closed it behind me. No little ball of energy greeted me, so I looked in her bed to see how asleep she was. But she wasn't there. Then I looked under the bed (because we had found her there playing from time to time), but she wasn't there. I started to panic and think I had a little houdini on my hands, since she had made her way out of a locked door (and locked it again), and past the room I was working in, all without making a sound. Then I turned around...

She had made a little nest in the empty part of her bookcase! I covered my mouth to keep from laughing out loud and ran from the room. I then called Rob and my mom and they both thought something was wrong because I was laughing so hard I was crying! My mom suggested I take pictures (of course) and video. This will be so much fun to show at her wedding rehearsal dinner!

(She eventually did wake up when she tried moving in her sleep and kept hitting the sides of the cabinet!)

Ta-DA!

We were so spoiled with PJ, and we took for granted that it would be the same for Lily. She has been climbing out of her crib for several months now, but somehow I had her convinced that she could only do it if I was in the room. So she would wait in her crib until I came to get her, sometimes for awhile, and then she'd climb out and we'd go on business as usual. Sometime last week, she decided she didn't have to wait, and would climb out and start exploring her room, including under the bed.


Did I take those months of her staying in the crib to safety proof her room--heck no! So now she is finding all the goodies, including her dress shoes that are in her dresser. She did get them on the right feet so good for her, but they were also, fashionably, two different colors.

Ta-DA!

Buildin' Man

PJ's has had his "quiet play time" for awhile now, with a few toys in his room, so I can have a little time to myself. I have always had to pull out some toys from the bins and shelves in the bookcase because he has difficulty "planning" what he wants to play, so he doesn't know to get particular toys from there. One of his favorite toys from Christmas was a carrying case to hold all his Disney cars, so he can play with them both upstairs and downstairs. On this day, I discovered that he had his usual line-up of cars on his dresser, but he had also incorporated legos from a bin in his bookcase, which I had stopped pulling out because he didn't seem as interested in them. I asked him what he had made, and he said, "This is my garage!" And he was so proud, as I was of him.

Our Christmas Story

This year's "Mad Christmas Dash" was much tamer than last years, but it was a little sadder.

We started some new traditions for our family, and we will be saying goodbye to some old traditions. Santa was really noticed this year, and PJ and Lily picked out at the store what they wanted to ask him--PJ's was Mack and Lightning (from Disney "Cars") and Lily's was My Little Ponies . Mommy also explained a little more about what Santa means: he brings us presents at Christmas-time because he is so grateful that we are good helpers all year long. And we give presents to each other because we are thankful for all the help we get. It was really great saying "Santa likes good helpers, and he's watching right now!" Another tradition we started was on Christmas Eve, both kids got new pajamas to wear for Santa to see when he came to visit our house. PJ was so excited when he opened the present, he put the pajamas on over his clothes! The kids also loved to snuggle in their new blankets made for them by Grandma "CJ" Carol.

When we got home from the "Christmas Party" on the eve, we put out cookies and milk near the stockings for Santa, and the next morning, they were eaten! We also found gifts in our stockings, and presents under the tree from Santa in special wrapping paper that only Santa could make. We stayed in our new pajamas all morning, while PJ played with Mack and Lightning, and Lily played with her ponies (so Santa must have thought they were good helpers!).

Next was a quick breakfast, and then we scooted off to the next two Christmas Parties. We started off at Grandpa John's and Grandma Carol's for opening presents and a delicious Christmas brunch. Grandma Carol also had a brilliant idea to bring with Lily's nap stuff and have her sleep there (if she was going to). That saved a lot of going back and forth (and stress) for us, but it had kept mommy and daddy up until 1am the night before wrapping presents. The hightlight was when Lily went down for her nap and we put a movie on for the rest of the kids in the other room so the adults could exchange gifts as adults. We did put a crimp in the parents wonderful idea as the "adult" kids started a wrapping paper fight, and Paul magically became a woman.

After Lily's nap, we then scooted over to Grandpa Paul's and Grandma Nona's, well rested and looking forward to more Christmas cheer and merriment. We had an absolutely delicious dinner that we ate too much of (and cashews were missing from the menu), and then more opening of presents. We let the kids open theirs so they could play with their new toys, while the adults were able to continue their tradition of opening presents in turns (which is so enjoyable to be able to see everyone's reaction to your well-thought out gift). Things did get a little cramped at the end because the kids were done, but it was still a very enjoyable Christmas overall.

We saw lots of family, and really enjoyed spending time with friends from both coasts that we don't get to see very often. It was wonderful to see Jackie and Jeff (PJ's Godparents) and their beautiful twin girls, Madelyn and Sydney. I really enjoyed having Madelyn fall asleep on me, and then be able to give her back to mommy when she got fussy. Sydney was fun to play with, and the exhausted looks on the parents faces reminded us of why we are done with the baby phase. We also got to spend a whole day at the Shedd Aquarium with Rob's friends Jay and Sally and their son Ethan. The kids had fun looking at fishes, and then we ran around outside with the beautiful Chicago skyline as the background.

One funny story to note: Rob's and Erika's Christmas presents were a little late because Erika hid her's from Rob so well that she couldn't find it before Christmas Eve in order to wrap it. She was a little surprised on Christmas Eve to find that her mom and her had the same idea when they bought him the same t-shirt. It took her until Little Christmas to realize that she had hidden Rob's present in a bag that she gave to her mom with her Christmas present. Erika's mom then wrapped it up for Rob, and he got his present twice! And Rob had a great idea for Erika (had been planning it since August), but didn't order the Star Wars Soundtrack Trilogy online until three days before Christmas (because he couldn't find it in the stores). It too came on Little Christmas, so appropriately, they opened their new-found presents together on the last day of Christmas.

We didn't have a trip to the hospital, thank goodness. We did still have a lot of "mad" and crazy and stress. We also had illnesses before and after, and we are very happy that it skipped over the holiday. Rob thought he had food poisoning the week before, but it turned out to be a nasty stomach virus, that waited for the rest of the family until we were run down from all the Christmas dashing. This is one reason why this was the last year for the tradition of attending extended family celebrations. It is something that has been a part of Rob's and Erika's lives, but we now realize that its time to make our own family traditions. We look forward to visiting with our extended family at less "mad" holidays throughout the year, and where we might actually get to visit with them.


We did have tears this season, as there was one special person missing from our celebrations. Erika' grandma passed away the previous March, and it just wasn't the same to have someone else say her famous line, "Well, that's another Christmas shot in the a$$!"

I could burst!

He has come such a long way, my little boy. I just wanted to relate a moment that still warms my heart. It was such a simple thing, but it filled my heart with such joy, like the first smile, the first step, and hearing "mommy." We were working on dinner and the kids were already in their chairs. Lily asked to play with "amamuls" so we gave her two and PJ two of these little farm animal toys. For awhile now, Lily's been taking anything from her "ponies" to her dolls to pieces of her food and animating them so they have conversations with each other. What made this moment so special was that for the first time we saw PJ doing what I have seen the therapists working on with him for the past two years.

I paused what I was doing and just watched as PJ had the animals facing each other, and he started saying "Hi, I'm a horse. Hi, I'm a pig." Then he had them answer: "You're big. You're small."

There was no stimming by tracing the outlines or lining them up; it was pure and simple playing, but for PJ its been one of the most difficult processes for him to develop. I was so proud of him, I could burst. And it can be a sign of more hope, and I can't wait to see what he does next!