I Got to Leave the House Today!

After being cooped up for days Jason was sweet and brought us home something from life on the outside: pizza. What a special dinner treat! I'm looking forward to our 3 day weekend.

This morning after we all got up Jason had to go out and shovel the latest round of snow. Easton and I were soooo ready to get out, though. Finally, all three of us headed out to Target. We got quite a lot of things for Easton's room which was nice to get out of the way. And, while at Target look what we saw!

I've been looking all over for something like this!...we run a humidifier in E's room every night (when we put it away he gets sick) and we're going to need to have 2 humidifiers now that we'll have 2 kids (probably always sick at the same time). We didn't buy it yet but I so want one. Soccer, I think. The football one looks wrong.

After shopping, Jason took us to get my favorite new sandwich for lunch just to make me extra happy (I was crabby and on edge this morning). Yum! Then it was time for E's nap. He tried to play his, "Bed. Rock. Bed. Rock." game that I'm not into. We sat to rock and he told me, "Bed" so I said, "Easton if I put you in your bed now I'm not going to come back and rock you." You know...hoping he'd understand what he was getting himself into. Well, he was not happy and kept carrying on about it whether I was in the room or not. Finally, he looked at me with his red, tear-stained face and begged, "Rock. Please!" Whaddya know...I gave in and rocked him. "Please" really is a magic word.

He woke up after way too short a nap (45 minutes) and was very unpleasant. We finally got him to come around and we ended up having a fun afternoon. We did Play-Doh as a family. Here are J's creations:

That's a Toot or Puddles pig and me. Yes, me...made even more accurate with the disgusting chin pimple. Thanks, babe.

Eastie also showed off his new Christmas ensemble from The Maws. "Pose!"


Then Easton was being silly...I noticed him leaning up against the cabinet with his hands in his pants:

Why was he doing that? Because Daddy was (hands in pockets).

Awwww, he was trying to be just like Daddy. After that Jason gave me a pat on the backside so what did Easton do? Smacked me on my rear. Silly. We just love him.

After some hanging out at home we went back out shopping. Home Depot this time and we got Easton's furniture paint and some new drawer pulls. We came home and rustled up a little dinner. Easton was actually a good eater today. You know why? Because he wasn't drinking any milk. His sippy for the day was a cup that he hates and so he threw fits for other cups and therefore wouldn't drink much milk. Stinker. But we're just as stubborn (today's naptime excluded) and wouldn't give him another cup even though he stood at the cupboard and wailed on and on about, "Orange....green!" Something other than this cup. At the end of the day we took off the lid and dropped a straw in so he'd at least get some milk. At least he was eating. And being silly:

Then our dueling "muckahs" (vaccuums) went to work cleaning up the dinner crumbs:

What fun!

We moved on to a little more playing before bed:



And he finally went straight to bed on time tonight. Thank goodness! The past two nights he's been up for over an hour after I put him to bed on time. It's been crazy. He's not upset for that whole hour but sometimes he'll call out, "Buckah!" (blanket) like he wants me to cover him back up so I go in and he's still covered. Goob. His naps the past two days were also crazy long and ran a little later into the afternoon than normal so maybe his 45 minute "nap" today was his way of getting himself back on track? Who knows? Still...it was nice to have him be a little more back to normal tonight.

In closing, I'd like to point out that we've made it to 31 weeks as of today. Yay! Still a ways to go but no sign of problems yet. Very encouraging. My tickers say that the baby should weigh around 4 pounds at this point. Huh?!?! I guess Easton's growth really was restricted by my placenta issues. He wasn't even 4 pounds at 33 weeks. Deuce feels like he could be 4 pounds already. I'm surprised he's got as much room left in there as he does, moving around like a crazy man. I didn't feel Easton quite like I feel this one.

Okay, well, sorry this post didn't get done earlier...thanks to the faulty nap and trying to watch videos of Saddaam with J I didn't have time till tonight. But, now I'm done and off to read my book while Jason watches football next to me. G'Night!