Big Hug

So Precious!

You Want Me To Do What?!

Part One
Our dishwasher broke the other morning. This is a tragedy. No one else seems that disturbed by it. Probably because no one else washes our dishes. I am very depressed because not only do I have to hand wash all of our dishes now, but I have to take out all the dishes that were loaded into the dishwasher and wash them. Nothing could be worse. They are sitting there mocking me now. What do I do with a broken dishwasher that has a few inches of water sitting in it? Unfortunatly, it will probably end up sitting in the kitchen mocking me for months. Send gloves!

Part Two
My mother, being convinced that Oliver is the most smartest boy on the block, decided that it is time for a potty chair. So, yesterday Oliver was introduced to The Royal Potty. It plays a royal fanfare when he goes. When he awoke from his nap dry I thought that would be a perfect time to try the potty out. He is pretty skilled at peeing on demand. (Daddy jokingly told him to go and pee on Mommy a while ago before bathtime. He marched his little naked self into the living room, aimed and fired. Missed me and the couch thankfully... Now Daddy knows that Oliver understands and obeys everything!) So, I let him check it out with his diaper on first and then we took off the diaper and tried sitting on the potty. No pee pee. That's ok, we're not pressuring at all, he's still so young. So, I went to get the videocamera to document the first potty experience and he is crouching on the floor in front of the potty facing it. I turn on the camera and tell Oliver to sit on the potty and go pee pee. Next thing I know, Oliver is sitting in a puddle on the floor. So, he gets the peeing part, just not the potty part. We're getting there. I'm afraid that he is going to want to try the potty all the time now which means that there will be puddles everywhere!!

Vacation All I Ever Wanted...

We went to Maine this week with my parents and Joel's sister. Stayed in a beautiful log home in the mountains. It was wonderful! This was our first vacation with kids...not the same at all. There was no lounging around and sleeping until ten, no spontaneous outings, no quiet. It was work!! (Though I did get to shower and go to the bathroom ALONE and witht he door closed. Every time.) Especially staying in someone else's house that is not baby proof. Poor Oliver heard more no's than he has heard ever. But, we had a great time and all of us loved being outside so much. We also took a little day trip to StoryLand. What a great place to go with little kids. I highly recommend it. They had rides geared towards little ones and big ones. Oliver went on the Teacups, the Tilt-A-Whirl and the Log Flume! He's such a little stoic though. Not a smile, laugh or even a cry during the rides. Just a strait, serious face! The best part about the place for me was the Mama's House that they had connected to each bathroom. This was a little room especially for nursing mothers. They had a few rocking chairs and some changing tables. How nice to be able to sit comfortably and nurse without having to find a shady bench outside and worry the whole time about who you were going to offend.
It was a good vacation and today it is back to life. Joel is working, I am unpacking and cleaning and tomorrow I have a job interview. I'll keep you posted!

Hair Today...Gone Tomorrow ?

Why is deciding to get my son's haircut such a big deal? He very clearly needs it cut. He has gotten so many girl comments and the curls are getting a bit unruly. But, the curls, oh the curls. They are so beautiful...so baby-like. I feel like I am saying goodbye to his babyness if I cut those golden curls. My mom thinks we should wait until he is two, I can't imagine another year of growth. Joel thinks we should get it done ASAP. I don't know. I think he will look so handsome with a big boy haircut, but I do love those curls. I get sad just thinking about it. Advice? Encouragement? Opinions?