I Dr. Woads

This week I think Alec might one day become a doctor and this is why.

Alec loves worms. Over the weekend, Andrew had Alec outside and he found a worm....a dried out one. He was so excited to find one since they have been gone all winter. It did not phase him a bit that it was moving. He was going to fix it.

I came into the kitchen and Andrew said, "look at Alec's worm". It was placed right above the kitchen sink on the window seal. "Yeah, you have a worm". To which Alec responded, "it needs medicine. Mama, give him some medicine to make him better, he dead." So we had to have the conversation of how once things are dead, medicine will not bring them to life.

Again yesterday, Alec was playing on the porch and he called me over, "I got show you mama, this bird is dead on porch." I went over and sure enough, a pretty bird, was dead on the porch (not sure how, it looked fine). I was just going to kick it off the porch into the yard but he was not going to have that. "No mama, he need medicine, look at his eyes". (Alec is very into what peoples eyes are saying. He told me the other day that in the book, The Happy Man and His Dumptruck, that the man was not happy. "Look at his eyes, he's mad".) So once again we had the once dead always dead talk.

Earlier in the day, I got this picture of Alec and Anderson. Alec had found my stethoscope where I had cleaned out my car. Tuesday, Andrew had taken Alec to see Dr. Roads because he has a rash on his face. Our conversation went something like this "mama, take off Andason's shut, I gonna listen to two his haut. I Dr. Woads". (Note...Alec is not very good with saying his r's). And, I know Alec's shirt doesn't match and his hair was crazy but that's his paint shirt and we were staying in all day:)

I not a big boy...I not married

At our house, most things are defined as being big boy or baby. Most days, Alec chooses to be a big boy, but other days he needs his mama and pretends he is crying like a baby. Discipline is a never ending challenge with him constantly testing us.

Over the past few months, we encouraged Alec to eat his dinner and vegetables so he could grow big and strong. Well, that has become pretty funny now. When he wants something to eat (like junk) he tells us "my belly button not full. I not growing big and strong anymore. See" and he shows his belly. Then when he has eaten something we asked him to and he feels proud, he stands on his tippy toes and says "look, I growing big and strong."

When I got home Thursday after girls night, Andrew was putting him to bed and their conversation went like this. "Daddy, you sleep with me?" "No, Alec, you are a big boy and you can sleep by yourself." Whining, Alec responded, "I not a big boy...I not married". Hahaha. You could not help but laugh. Alec sleeps by himself everynight and always has but he still tries to come up with a reason why he can't go to sleep. Usually it is that he is "huuungry" or he has to poop. He tries to yell all things that might make us come back to his room and let him get up. His little brain never stops. I love it.

Here is a picture of him eating and looking "big and strong".

He is standing on his stool that he pushes around the kitchen to help me cook and do dishes.

Here is Alec being a big boy holding his brother, the baby!

Not our normal week...I hope.

I just started this whole blogging thing and I already feel really behind.

What a week!
Well, the week started with Anderson getting two more teeth (only one day apart) for a total of 4 at only 5 1/2 months. He has been a little fussy and a total paci addict. Poor baby. Here is our happy little fellow showing those sharp teeth off. All 4 are on the bottom.

You take the little things like childcare for granted until you don't have it.
I have begun a new job at Northcrest Medical Center in their Women's Services Unit and will be working on the weekends there and at Centennial as well. However, I need to do my orientation during the week when they are busy soooo.... I have had to call on my family to help with babysitting. Andrew' sister Jordan and her boyfriend Matt have been stepping in during the week and my mom has gracously volunteered her spring break to babysit this upcoming week. I was scheduled to work last Wednesday and mom had got a sub for the day so she could be my babysitter. My mom is so helpful. She will do whatever she can to help make sure I can just work the weekends and be with my kids all week. Mom stayed at home with us until we all started school. Well things did not go as planned. I woke up Tuesday morning with a fever, killer headache, and super sore throat...Yes, I had Strep. So what happens when you are sick and you have your kids all day....your husband must take a vacation day to keep the kids. Certaintly not ideal, but our only option. Well when you are a nurse, you can not go work with prego moms and their babies so I was home Wednesday with my mom at the house to help. I felt so much better by then thanks to Doctor's Care and a shot of Penicillin.

By Thursday things were back to normal. After a day of grocery shopping and managing the kids (Alec's preschool was closed for spring break), I got to enjoy my evening with the girls eating at The Looking Glass and painting at Swirlz. We had a blast painting and I will definitely be going back with my free ticket I won in the drawing...Lucky Me!

Friday morning was spent making babyfood for Anderson and making fresh fruit juice pops with Alec. They were showing how to make them on TV that morning and he was super excited to try. Of course they had to freeze so I told him they would be ready after nap ( it was like 10:00). He thought that sounded good and responded "Ok, An-da-son, go take your nap now, I not take a nap". Maybe he will be a businessman....he is learning how to delegate all the jobs he does not want:)! We spent Friday afternoon in Stewart County at my grandmas and with mom and dad. It was a fun yet cold and rainy day.

Saturday was a family day with a trip to Kroger and to eat Mexican. Alec must have been starving...he scraped his plate. Then I headed to work that night leaving Andrew with the kids. Working on Saturday nights makes Sunday mornings interesting for Andrew. I was on call so I left early and got home at 5:30 and crawled into bed. Drew was up by 6 with Anderson and managed to feed and dress everyone and get them out the door and to church on time by himself. Great job Daddy!

Well, I guess I will do this...or at least try

When I had Alec...nearly 3 years ago...my sis Amanda said I should start a blog and set me up an account. So sweet of her! But overwhelmed with everything new motherhood brings (ie: sleepless nights, sore boobs, saggy stretched out skin, new bills, and lots of laundry) I laughed, thinking I really don't have time for that. You must know that I did not even have a FB account then.  Well, baby #2 came last fall and I have now joined the world of SAHM's and I kind of live through other peoples exciting lives that they post on FB and their blogs. Not that I am a stalker, I just enjoy nosing around the FB seeing the fun things people are doing (or random notes of where someone might have just shopped, ate, or how they hate when...). I am not a regular poster on FB because I tend to be long winded & wordy. Also, I am cheap so I don't have the web on my phone where I can post updates on myself all day long.

I was thinking today of how I should start writing in a diary. But I thought that sounded kind of 3rd grade and 1992. I have all these things in my head that I want to say but no one to say them to over the age of 3, unless I harass my sister or husband all day while they are at work.  Also, I am always telling my mom about all the funny things Alec says and does and each time she responds "did you write that down? I used to write down everything you girls did." And she did. Mom can look back and quote off the day I fell out the front door, got into the bleach and burned my legs, climbed up on the counters, and more. I am convinced she must have been writing and not watching. But she is right....and the best mom and babysitter ever!

Well, I have not been good at writing things down the past 3 years. I keep thinking, "how could I forget it?" Yeah, well, I have a hard time remembering what time Anderson was born and it was only 5 months ago. I think how could I forget how Alec told me "Mama I gonna tear you apart". Really there was another mean phrase before that, but I already forgot exactly what it was...that was like last week:( So this is going to be where I write. I fiqure it will be a great way to share my memories, thoughts and frustrations. And a way to print things off and save it for my boys.

Do know that if you do choose to read this, that I never claim to have good grammar. And I am sure it will be loaded with type o's and run-on sentences. I was a nursing major...definitely not an english major.