A week in paradise

Adam and I were very fortunate this year.  We were lucky enough to go and spend a week in Hawaii, with no children.  Erica, Adam's cousin, and he new husband were just stationed there, so they decided to have a beach destination wedding.  Lucky us!  Not only was this a child free trip, but it also happened to fall on our five year wedding anniversary.  I feel like this is a big one that we always talked about doing something for, but probably weren't going to.  For our ten year, we are totally going to Bora Bora, thought Adam hasn't agreed to this just yet! 
We had a great anniversary.   We actually had our fancy anniversary dinner a few days earlier, because the rehearsal dinner was on our actual day.  We went to Alan Wong's, it's the fanciest dinner in Honolulu.  We indulged in a bottle of wine, and the 6 course tasting menu.  Man we were full.
On the 26th, we got up early ( which we did every day) and hit up the Spa.  Adam had booked us a couples massage.  It was heavenly.  We followed the spa up with a walk on the beach, back to our hotel. We spent some time at the pool, and then took a nap.
Adam had also found this little BBQ joint on the other side of the island that he wanted to try out.  We were unsure of the amount of food for the rehearsal so we made our way over there.  It was this little hole in the wall place, but the food was actually pretty good.  Not that we had any bad food while we were there ( according to the 2 lbs I gained:/)
We rounded out our half decade anniversary partying it up at the rehearsal dinner, where we were not disappointed with the amount of booze, or food.  It was a great night, one of many. Also, for those wondering, my husband did get me a gift.  Although, once again, I did not get him a thing.  I'm a bad wife, I don't think I've gotten him anything, ever.  He picked out a necklace, without any input from me, and i love it.  I cant wait to wear it again. 

Back

"Back to life, Back to reality"

Well, we made it back safe in sound from our week in paradise.  It was everything and more we could have asked for.  A wedding, anniversary, adult time, no kids, fancy dinners, beaches, pools, sun, oh and jumping out of a plane. 

There will obviously be more of an update in a few days, but I am back and trying to get things back in order at home.  So until then, enjoy this glimpse of paradise. 

Potty time

Remember this post?  When I said we were no where near potty training?  Well Dylan proved me wrong.  I guess just like walking, and crawling and every other giant milestone in this child's life, he didn't want to do it until he could do it perfectly.  I have no idea where he gets this perfectionist attitude from.  It is not me.  I don't strive to be perfect.  I am of course not saying he is 100% trained.  Though I honestly don't think it will be long. 

One evening a few weeks ago, before his bath, I asked him if he wanted to sit on the potty.  His response for the first time was " YEAH"  I had asked him several times in the past, but I didn't want to push him and so if he said no, well it was a no.  This particular " yeah" was very enthusiastic, he sat down and immediately peed. I was amazed.  The next day, I sucked it up and tried the " no diaper" route.  To my amazement, he loved it.  I was in feeding Graham, he comes running in saying " I did it, I doodoo. " With his hands in the air and clapping for himself.  It was adorable. 

We proceed to dump said " doodoo" in the toilet and flush it.  ( That is actually the only reason I think he likes his potty, he gets to carry it to the big toilet and flush.  He is so big) Then I tell him he did a great job, and go back to feeding Graham. He comes running back in, " I did it, I doodoo"  Sure enough, there was another poo in the potty.  A tiny one, and I mean tiny.  But hey, he did it.  Then we wash and clean out his potty and I go back to feeding Graham.  What do you think happened next?  Yup, another poo.  It was like a game to him.  It is something we are still working on. It's hard when you have a kid who "doodoo's" like 4 times a day.  It would be much easier if he would only go once.

 I bought him some Mickey underwear. Because well he has running around with no diaper on down pat. I like to say he is 100% potty trained, if he could go out in public without pants on!:) To say he is obsessed with his undies is an understatement.  He literally throws tantrums sometimes when I put a diaper on him.  But I am no where ready to send him out into the world without a diaper on.  Needless to say, he is doing a great job and seems to be enjoying the process.  I am hoping by the start of Fall he will be 100% trained.  I'm going to get  his summer school teachers in on the process as well. So fingers crossed. 
 

So there you have it, you are now up to date on my son's potty habits.:)

Past few days

The past few days have been fun around here.  Fun being said with every ounce of sarcasm as possible.  Mothers Day started out great, a soccer game, which we won and clinched the league win.  Then it went downhill on the way home.  Dylan cried.  Almost the whole way home, which was far, the game was in Grand Prairie.  Now, Dylan doesn't do that, so we knew something was wrong.  I kept trying to come up with things, " oh he is tired, I pinched his neck with the strap"  Nothing.  We put him down for a nap, knowing the inevitable.  He would wake up sick.  We were right.  He was a mushy mess. Clingy, whiny, whimpering mess.  We had dinner plans at Adam's parents.  We loaded them up, placed Dylan on their couch and enjoyed a turkey dinner.  Monday, he woke up with a fever again, so off to the Dr. we went.  Poor boy has two ear infections ( which I already knew because he told me his ears hurt) and here is the kicker.  A Busted eardrum.  That's why he has acted so differently with this ear infection.  He hurts.  So we have watched about 900 hours of Mickey Mouse, and cuddled to the extreme.  At least he is easy when he is sick.  He does a lot of laying around.

Lucky

Dylan's Mom.  Graham's Mom.  Adam's wife.  Those are all titles I carry these days.  Being a stay at home mom is  rewarding, but often times struggle.  Many women feel they lose their identity.  The yearn for adult interaction.  I am writing this to brag on all the people in my life that help me to not feel that way.  My husband, my in laws, my sister, my best friend.  I am not one of those women who is never able to do anything without my children.  I don't have to take them to get my nails done, a haircut, to lunch with a friend, or to dinner with my husband.  Someone is always willing to watch them.  For this I feel so grateful.  My husband literally jumps at the chance to me to get out of the house.  Happy hour?  " Yes, please go"  Soccer game, he'll be there . My In- Laws are the same way. If Adam and I want a date night?  They will gladly watch the boys so we can enjoy some alone adult time. They have cancelled a whole vacation trip( until further notice) so they can be there for babysitting in the next few months when we might need them most.  My sister will drive 2 hours to watch them for 2 hours. Or she will bravely watch them for 7 days while Adam and I enjoy a Hawaiian vacation. Becca, well she is too close, so it's easy to ask her to watch them. She even has two of her own and never turns me down.

Needless to say, I am so happy that Adam and I haven't had to put ourselves on the back burner.  Graham and Dylan are so lucky to have so many people in their lives that love them, and want to watch them.  I mean heck, their great Aunts were in town last weekend and they took Dylan for a spur of the moment sleep over just because they wanted to play with him.  Lucky I tell you, all of us.

Frame worthy

This is not the best picture I have ever taken. There are red eye's, and Dylan isn't even looking at the camera. There is a lot going on in the background, but I. LOVE. IT. This one is going in a frame.

"I'm not touching you!"

"Oh wait, maybe I am"