Further behind than I thought! I need to start posting more frequently, skipping the pictures, and then do a post with lots of catch up pictures! That way I can keep track of what's going in because believe it or not, I have no idea what has happened in the last two weeks! Let's see how I do...
Asher is grumpy, I can tell you that much. He is a grumpy little dude. He goes from 0 to 100 when he doesn't get his way. Which is a lot, since you know, one year olds have an altered sense of what is okay. Not only that but that's the way it works when you are that close to the bottom of the totem pole. But mostly it's because of his unreasonable expectations. Like playing with bath toys in the toilet.
This morning Duncan was teasing him and he was just screaming, so ticked off! Angry baby! So I got after Duncan for being a turkey and calmed Asher down, which isn't easy, he doesn't go from 100 to 0 nearly as fast! Good times.
Duncan and Dylan turned 5 yesterday! FIVE! can you believe it? I really can't. Time flies when you have kids, it's no fair. So happy to have our amazing little 30 weekers!
Yesterday Matthew took him to the store to get treats for the kids and Duncan wanted a big tray of cupcakes. Fortunately Matthew had to call me for something and I told him to imagine a room full of Duncan's and to take pity on the teachers! M&M cookies then? Yes! They thanked me for the cookies (and thanked me more for no cupcakes!).
Grandma Kathy gave Duncan Famous Lady! We have been a long time waiting for Lady and he was so happy to welcome her into his home. FYI. Famous Lady is that silly train I mentioned a little while ago, he has wanted her forever. For a special treat I let him watch TV in my room, by himself, on his birthday and I walked in to him snuggling under a blanket watching Tom & Jerry with Famous Lady in one hand and Thomas in the other. Maybe he's not so big after all.
The D's had their five year well-child check up and they got two shots a piece. Matthew took them (let's take a break and be thankful for a flexible job). Dylan was ticked that someone dare poke her, but Duncan threw a huge fit. Apparently he worked the nurse, he came home with a few random office supplies given to him to make him feel better. Dr. Ped was very impressed with how mobile Dyl is, he said he had no idea she was getting around as well as she does. She is very impressive, I must say...
At some point this week we might figure out how to get mom, dad and the D's out to the ice cream parlor. We tried last night but the stars didn't align. Then, of course, he has his party for the kids on Saturday. Duncan has really been looking forward to it so I am sure he will be so cute with everyone there!
Greyson is still yellow and it seems to be what people like to talk about when they see him so I thought maybe it was just that I was used to his color and it is really bad. So, since the doctor told me to call if he was still yellow at 5 weeks and we were going in six, I called. When I called the nurse said at the very least it will give me something to tell all the people when they mention his yellow! We went in and the yellow is fine, Dr Ped told me he would laminate the results if I needed him to! So funny. He told me the yellow is all broken down, his liver is functioning properly, he is just fading slowly.
Meanwhile, he is a big boy! 10 lbs, 15 oz! Three pounds in six weeks! I already re-purchased his blessing outfit in a 3-6 month size just in case. Boo to that. At least he is super snugly, he loves to nuzzle in under your chin and lay on your chest. He instantly calms down. It's so sweet.
He is smiley but you have to work at it. He finally smiled at his dad a couple nights ago so now Matthew believes me and I guess he gave a grinner to his Uncle Shane the other night. He stills wants to be a bit of a cuddly baby though so I am great with that!
His baby acne is baaaad too! But it's slowly getting better.
We took Dylan, Duncan and Ian to the dentist the other day too. The day after Ian was wrestling with daddy and knocked one of his front teeth crooked. Yes, we might have an ugly dead front tooth on our hands folks. Especially bad because it bled at the gum line. Yay! Boys!
Duncan's teeth looked great though, I was a little nervous because he had complained about a tooth ache but the dentist told us that his six-year molars were moving up and they have a lot of kids complain about it aching at this age.
They tried to peek at Dylan's again and told us we should feed her and brush her teeth so the chemistry of her saliva doesn't change to a form that causes build up. Gross. Did anyone ask her about this though? Because she doesn't think it's very cool. But I did brush her teeth this morning and aside from a good solid gag, I must say it went pretty well. I told Matthew any time he has yogurt or pudding, she should get a spoonful though and that will help delay the change in the saliva. Spit is gross.
I must add, at the dentist Matthew was holding Dylan, as usual, and she wanted me. Okay let's be honest, rarely do ANY of the kids prefer me over daddy. She WANTED me! We were surprised! But, Holla! She proceeded to have a seizure and fall asleep in my arms until I laid her down for the dentist to torture her.
I have been starting to plant the potty seed on Ian and he isn't buying it, at all. I ask him "you want to go in the potty like big brother?" "Nope!" "What about like daddy? Want to go on the potty like daddy?" (Can you hear to excitement in my voice? Because I am trying to make the potty sound VERY interesting!) and he goes "Nope!" Yikes.
Meanwhile, he said the longest sentence he has ever said to me in the car this morning. I left Grey with our neighbor to snuggle while I picked the kids up from school and took them to "Old McDonald's" for lunch (for birthday). We were half way to the school when Ian said "why baby not come mama?" I was like "what?!" and after I told him I left the baby with Dana I called Matthew as fast as I could to tell him. No more two or three word sentences. It was like, so super cute.
Biggest and littlest
Not too many pictures of this cute face... mostly because he is just completely ticked off most of the time.
Not sure where the other boy is, but these guys were sitting still, so snap a picture while you can right?
My girl in her BRIGHT outfit. The early nineties are BACK!
Look at me even settling for a blurry picture of this smile!
One eyebrow up, one down. This was right around when he smiled at his daddy so he must have just figured out all daddy wanted was a smile.
Ian is very proud of his drawing of an airplane. I was too actually, so we took a picture. (Excuse the battle wound, Duncan was fighting like a girl...)
I am alive!
A friend made sure I read an article about how important it is to have pictures of mom, and that my adorable children aren't going to care that I am chubby chubster right now, so to make sure I got in the picture every once and a while.
Llama llama, mad at mama!
Snoozing in his ghosty outfit from Aunt Traci! It's so stinking cute... and now almost too small. Boo!
Chilling at the doctor, waiting to get the yellows checked out. What a cutie.
Aren't they cute? My snugglers! (And also, my most fair and my darkest!)
Getting a good shot at the hair. With his daddy's hairline it's hard to see how much fluff this little guy has!
