Isaac is going through this stage now where he has to take off his socks, it's a miracle if he keeps his socks on for more than 5 minutes. I fear we might have a potential child stripper on our hands, you know, the kid that can't stand wearing clothes and leaves trails of his clothing all around. The other day I put him down for his afternoon nap, which he did not take (he's transitioning into one nap a day so sometimes he takes it and sometimes not). So I go to pick up my crying boy, and after carrying him awhile, I realize his left arm is completely out of his sleeve, which means he must have pulled it out himself.
So then I start imagining him being a little older, running around bare naked in our backyard with the dirty farm dog, with me running after him. Then I start thinking of potential punishments to give him, for something he hasn't even done yet. Am I the only mom that does this? Probably, but I like to mentally prepare myself for things.
Having a boy is just so different from girls, I mean, Lucy was really good. Terrible twos...never had them. In fact, two was my favorite stage for her, she was so cute and fun. But Isaac is just so different, and so naughty, I definitely have my hands full with this one.
So now I am in the process of teaching my girl how to use my camera, because if Isaac does run around naked in my backyard, I want footage but I'll be too busy running after that bare bum to capture it. I mentally figured out that the best punishment would be to show those pictures to his future friends and potential girlfriend when he is older. And I mean much much older.
Thinking of my little boy with a girlfriend is making me sad. Okay, I'm going to go cry now.
Whew, I have been so busy lately. We all went up to visit my parents' house last weekend to celebrate Isaac turning the big one. It was real nice and relaxing, the kids had fun, and got just a little bit spoiled.
I went all out for Isaac's birthday (NOT). I made chocolate cupcakes and...that was it. Hey, he's one, he doesn't care. As long as there's food, he loves food.
I'm also in the process of pulling out and washing the bigger size hand-me-down clothes for the kids (they both went through a little growth spurt) as well as clothes for summer, like the kids really need them right now. The temperature won't even get out of the 30s.
Isaac has been pretty crabby lately, he popped a new tooth (7 teeth already) and has gotten another cold, shocker. We are also working on seriously weaning, I don't think we are quite ready to give it up all together, so we'll just see how long the milk lasts.
Good news is that now I think we officially have a walker! He's been taking steps here and there but now I think he's finally ready, he was just cruisin' around tonight. I'm loving the new independence but still a little sad at the same time, I think you mamas out there know the feeling.
So how has everyone been doing? This weather is really getting me down, am I the only one still in a little weather funk?
I'm also seriously thinking about changing the name of my blog, I'm just not feeling it anymore. What do you think?
This year for dying Easter eggs we used Kool-aid instead of the color dye, the stuff smelled so much better.
However, the pinks and purples were more of a brown and orange color, and the blues and greens were very light, but I'll just own it and say I wanted them to turn out this way. I actually do like how the colors all seem to go together.
I have been in such a funk lately, hope it passes soon. Winter just does not seem to want to let go yet.
I also feel kind of bad because I did not take any pictures on Easter day, not one.
We all looked great too. My men were in their suits, I was wearing a dress and curled my hair, Lucy was looking adorable in white. But Isaac was not having a good day, very crabby, cried through most of the Mass too, which made me almost cry.
So I decided we will just have to have a redo sometime soon, because...I can.
Isaac's birthday is on Sunday, so bittersweet. My baby is getting so big, not going to be a baby for much longer.
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