If you start using the potty, I’ll laugh at your poo with you.

Scrubbing poo out of the carpet before breakfast is not the best marker of a good day. That’s OK. I’m keeping my eyes on the Prize.  We are planning our escape to an undisclosed location *.* at an undisclosed time. Having bumbled through the morning with my free-day-at-the-children’s-museum virus, I put the kids down for…

This week has been a blast

Spring is here and the diapers haven’t even melted yet. Every morning I’ve been playing Waffle House with my new cast iron two-burner griddle. The item apparently on the boys’ menu is pancakes. I mixed it up one day and made them SpongeBob Eggs. Isaac ate his right up, but Ian only wanted to talk…

The Elijah Cannon: Part 2, Labor & Delivery

From this point on, I might start inventing details, but I’ll try to keep them interesting.  Hopefully my doula, Kim will be able to provide me some details to fill this in. So much has happened since the L&D event, and during most of my labor, I think my mind escaped to another dimension. So, there…

Christmas Be-cation

Friday evening started our Christmas “be-cation,” as Ian calls it.  I had the car ready to go when Brian arrived home early from work, so we hit the road.  That’s one of Ian’s favorite new phrases, by the way.  He’ll tell me, “No, I do not want to go home.  I just want to hit…

Ian’s Happy Birthweek

Ohh, but it’s been a while.  Last Friday, I ended up finishing Ian’s cake. It said “Happy Brrrthday.” I sent Brian a picture of it and we got ourselves all hyped-up and decided to celebrate that evening, instead of waiting until Sunday.  Even Sunday would have been early, because his birthday is on Tuesday (today),…

Rainy Day Ramble

Hooray!  For two days now, I’ve kept the house unusually clean.  Go me.  But, it’s not without that acid-reflux sheen that gives everything a warm glow. I don’t expect to do a lot of posting this week, while getting my act together for Ian’s birthday “party”.  The boys helped me make some gingerbread men and…

Redefining Normal

Ian is definitely his own boy. Yesterday in his Cradle Roll class at church, they were doing songs and activities related to the story of baby Jesus. The room was decorated with a simply-constructed manger scene in one corner, complete with plastic people and animal figures; a big star hanging from the ceiling overhead, and…

In Our Sleighday

I have approximately 8 weeks of pregnancy left. Yikes. I’m so anxious to meet our new little guy, but I keep reminding myself not to wish time away, because life is much simpler with him in my belly. Plus I’m trying to cram as much playtime in with the boys as I can before I…

A Tour of Thanks

Happy Thanksgiving!  I wish you all a day of good health, happiness and fellowship. I feel so blessed for the people in my life.  My husband is the most loving, dedicated man I could ever dream of.  He is my best friend, team mate and life partner.  My children bring me unsurpassable joy.  It’s hard…

Here we go a waffling

Today has been a fairly typical day.  I wake up to Isaac’s sweet voice on my right, going “broom broom BROOM!” I crack an eyelid, wondering as I do every morning in our blacked-out room, to what time they let me sleep.  Isaac is propped up on a pillow driving a monster truck. A few…