What a blur of days jumbled together of intoxicating fun! Started on Sunday, when we meet Dave and Denise at BucadePeppo (Yum!), then came over here for more fun. Monday we meet Josh and Renae for a Baptist Christmas mass- they sing more then Catholists do- I enjoyed the holiday songs. Afterward we went to Carol and Dick's for the best potato soup ever and opened presents. More fun! Santa must have stayed up late trying to put together the kids big presents- kitchen and roller coaster- a 13 foot long small foot and a half hill with pushcart. Victoria woke us up at her usual time of 6:30; I think she forgot it was Christmas. Both girls loved the roller coaster and have learned (and keep learning) the lesson of sharing. The kitchen gets played with quite a bit too- Victoria's muffins are scrumptious. On Christmas we went to Carol and Dick's again and had turkey and exchanged gifts with the cousins. Six kids in a house sure do make a lot of noise. And to think next year after Renae's hospital visit it will be seven- ah, lucky 7. Wednesday I stayed home and organized where I was going to put all the loot. Today, Thursday, we went to the bounce house with all the cousins. All in all, what a fun Christmas! Hope yours was too.
Victoria is becoming increasingly more curious about the letters in the alphabet. Last night she was having a hard time going to bed. She kept waking up and coming to our room and saying, "I need to go pee." So I would sit with her for a couple of minutes, while she sat on the potty and did go pee. As we were sitting there, she looked at my Tshirt that says Padre Island on it in big bold letters. She kept saying- what letter is that?; what is it for? She knew the A and that it was for Apple. This morning she found a twisty tie on the floor in the kitchen. She made it into the letter V and said, "V is for Victoria." I was very excited. I took the twisty and formed the letter O. I said, "What letter is this?" She shrugged. I said, "This is the letter O, O is for..." I stalled for a second, thinking maybe I should say oyster or ostrich. Then she chimes in... "O is for Obama." My little girl is so political. Maybe we have been watching too much TV.
Tonight we decorated sugar cookies. Jer got a wild hair and so after a late super he decides he wants something sweat. He gets out the bowls and cookie sheets and ingredients, then turns to me... okay I made the icing. The girls were hilarious, every timeJer would turn his back, Victoria and Bella would pick at the dough. I didn't say anything, just recorded it on camera and laughed. Bella was coated with flour and when Daddy had had enough of Victoria's questioning and grabbing, I gave her a job of mixing the coloring into the icing. She was fascinated by the cool colors. When the cookies were in the oven, Jer bathed the girls while I cleaned up the kitchen- ah, the fun of cookie making. I put Bella to bed while Jer and Victoria put icing on the cookies. When I came out of Bella's room, I see Victoria spinning round and round- sugar rush and Jer with a frown on his face. What's wrong, I ask. I just didn't think it would take this much time to frost these cookies. I help and we finish. All in all, I have the pictures to prove it was a good night.
I've always had great pictures with Santa except for this year- Victoria is beaming a beautiful smile (although her hair has a giant V part down the side) while Bella is in the full blown scream of Bloody Murder. I went to Stonebriar Mall and waited about 20 minutes in line. I kept the kids in the stroller with a neat snack for about 15 minutes, before they got restless and I had to put them down. They were actually really good, and Bella was waving to Santa nonstop, until I put her on his lap and took a step away. Victoria told Santa that she loves him and wants a Kitchen and Dollie for Christmas.
Speaking of pictures, today has been a tough day. I've been trying to get a Christmas photo of the girls together to sent to everyone with their Christmas cards. It's been slow going. Bella has been in a fussy mood and has been in 2 different outfits- because of a lunchtime disaster. Victoria has been in 3 different outfits because of many poop distasters- don't get me started. I finally got a decent one- it's of Bella wearing a Santa hat seconds before Victoria tears it off her head. Merry Christmas everyone! I hope people will understand if I don't send the "Dear Freinds and Family Letter" this year; I'm just exhausted.
I took the girls to the park today. We were looking at leaves and I was explaining how leaves have veins and showing Victoria them. Then I said people also have veins inside their bodies and I showed her my blue lines in my arm. I tried to look for hers on her arm, but couldn't find any. She says, "Don't worry Mom. I"ll grow some."
I got the coolest compliment the other day. My parents came over to watch the girls while Jer and I went out to dinner. After getting all dolled up, I picked up Victoria and asked her how does Mommy look? Her response- "You have pretty hair. You look like Cinderella." Ahhh. Victoria really is a girly girl. Yesterday she wanted to play beauty shop with me and Bella. She styled our hair and then used a little circular rattle with a smiley face to pretend to put makeup on our faces. I've never taught her that. Funny. I guess she's seen me.
What a fun night! Victoria loved going trick or treating with Little Miss Muffet Kate. She went as a Butterfly Fairy Princess and Bella was the Dancing Frog from WB. Although Bella was not having a good time, and I had to take her back early- teething issues. I went to Victoria's school earlier in the day for her Halloween party. She ate a cookie and paraded around her building-talk about chaos- have you ever seen 8 classes of 2 year olds on the prowl. After I picked her up from school, we went home and watched the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown. It's amazing how classic cartoons never die. Both of us were thoroughly entertained. During the trick or treating, Victoria played with her flashlight Grandma Carol gave her. Although, she pretended it was a light savor, after seeing a man with a Luke Skywalkercostume. When Daddy and Victoria got home, they dumped their loot in the middle of the floor and dug in. Her favorite candy was the Gummy Fish. Thank goodness for toothbrushes. I love Halloween.
So I thought... she's one now, surely she can paint with us without putting things in her mouth? Think again! Yesterday we painted with tempra paints. Victoria loved it. Bella had the problem- she wanted to eat and hold the paint bottles. Thank goddness they make nontoxic paints. Learned my lesson.
Just as soon as you think "easy sailing", there's a "bump in the road." I was finally bragging that Victoria was wearing nothing but panties for the last 2 weeks, then all of a sudden, at the doctor's office yesterday, yet another fun accident. I chalked it up as an accident, but as soon as we came home, she had 3 more accidents, and then one more this morning. What's up with this? Oh well. We'll keep trying. Everyone is finally well at my house, can't say the same for my folks or Grandma Carol. I'm hoping we didn't give our germs to them.
Bella celebrated her one year birthday this weekend. Since it was also cousin Tessa's 3 years, we mixed the parties at Quinn's house and had a Curious George style party. Bella seemed to have fun, although she was not really herself, as she was getting over a painful yeast infection caused by the antibiotics she's on to get rid of her ear infection. Tessa really seemed to have fun, especially with her new dinosaurs. I can't believe Bella is turning into a little girl. She's taking more steps at a time, saying more words- bear, bath, just started kissing- sweat, and has taken on her facial features that I'm sure she'll have when she's older. Oh, I'm missing my little baby. But I'm welcoming my beautiful little girl.
Well, it's offical. Mama's sick too. Didn't run fast enough away. I spent the weekend in the sick ward. I went to the doctor this morning to find out if it was strep or contagious. It's a negative. Just a simple cold with yucky cough. Jer has it really bad right now. He was actually the one that made me go to the doc this morning. He was up all last night complaining about his hacking and thinking it was strep. I guess I'll just let it run it's coarse. Victoria said the cutest thing yesterday. I told her I was going to make carrot and celery sticks for a snack. She says, "I have an idea." I asked, "What's your idea?" Although I was thinking- idea? you're only 2!- where do you come up with this stuff? Her reply, "I want a fruit roll up."
Victoria started Preschool two weeks ago. She loves it! Walked right in and made herself at home! The teachers always giggle, because she runs in, throws her Pink Dog high up into the air out of excitement, and says "Hi!". She gets to go to art and music classes, sing songs, listen to stories, read books, go to the chapel, and make new friends. I have to say I was a little teary eyed when she ran into her classroom the first day and it felt like she was all grown up for a second- then Bella started to cry. It was really amazing that she even got in to this Preschool- she was #27 on the waiting list in May (didn't know you were suppose to register in Febuary.) My little grown up goes two days a week. I'm using that time for some good one on one with Bella. We go to the library time and sometimes the park. I've helped her walk with the walker. Since Victoria isn't grabbing for it, Bella seems to be doing quite well. The other day she took 5 steps all by herself. She can say a ton of words- ball, bye-bye, ought-oh, woof, roar, and book.
This past week has been a tough one. I couldn't tell if Bella was teething, sick, or going threw that developemental stage of clinginess, but she was driving me crazy. Everytime she saw me, she wanted to be picked up, then put down, then picked up, then put down. And Victoria had a cough and wasn't feeling 100 percent- wasn't sure if it was allergies or a cold. Then yesterday, Bella's eyes crusted up and she had problems sleeping last night. I took her to the doctor today- Ear infection. Did I mention that Jer got the cold last night? What's a mommy to do? Run, hide.
That's the way. UhUhUhUh That's the way. I like it! Uh Uh Uh Uh I like it! This weekend we had a Potty Party. We did the Dr. Phil Potty Training in a day approach- basically, show a doll going to the bathroom, have a party for her, practice going potty with your kid 10 times (pull down pants, sit, etc.), throw a party for your child once they go, call a super hero to tell them (we called Kipper the dog- thank you neighbor Darcy), and most importantly when they fail, do the practice thing 10 more times. SUCCESS! Victoria is now wearing big girl diapers. She's pooped in the potty twice and she has gone on her own- without telling me she walked to the bathroom, turned on the light, used it, and washed her hands. Grandma Carol and Granpa Dick came over to congradulate her. Then later Gary and Deb came by as well. It was a home weekend, but a good weekend.
We have had a fun two days. Friday we went to the Bounce house with Chris, Nikko, Marly, Quinn, Tanner, and Tessa. Such energy! Then we came home and napped. Darcy called us up and wanted to know if we would go to Gattyland- of coarse. So Victoria and Kate played the night away- rode he merry-go-round, bowled in a mini bowling alley, rode a rollercoaster videogame with Daddy, rode a giant boat, and got a balloon. Did I mention eating lots of pizza- even Bella liked that. Then we went to go see Julie's new baby Braelyn- cute as a button. The next day we went to our neighborhood's family picnic. Victoria got to jump in a bounce house again, eat hotdogs, have a waterballoon fight, run around with Kate, and get her face painted like a princess. Later that night, Victoria was playing dress up. She put on her purple dress shoes, walked over to me and said, "I buy my shoes at Walmart." I had to laugh. She is too funny. Bella also is coming into her own. She's just started pointing at everything that she wants you to notice or take her to. Her favorite thing is to touch the dog painting as she tries to say Woof, Woof- it comes out FFFF, FFFF.
My Dad came over today and we went to a splashpad to cool off. These things are so neat and great for the kids in this summer heat- I'm surprised there's not more of them. For those of you who don't know what they are, they are basically large areas that have 4 or more sprinkler type devices that spray kids with water. Victoria had the biggest smile and ran around squirting Pappap Joe with a squirt gun. Darcy, Kate and Abby enjoyed in the fun as well. On Saturday, the Lunntriumphant (Josh's family, Carol and Dick, and our family) went to Olive Garden to celebrate the August birthdays- Renae, Carol and I. It was so nice to have a room to ourselves to let the kids run and play and be able to eat and drink while some one else makes it and cleans it up. If you've never had a Italian Margarita there, then I highly recommend you try one soon. We went to Renae's house after dinner and jumped on the trampoline, opened presents, and took pictures. Cutest moment- Before the party, as we were getting ready to leave the house, I told Victoria that we were going to see Renae, Josh, Caleb, Chloe, Grandma and Grandpa at a resturant. Her reply- "Caleb... Caleb... oh, I love Caleb soooooo much." It's the first time she's said the words "so much"- I cracked up soooo much.
Do not read this if you have a weak stomach. What a day! I debated tittling this blog as "the worst day ever" or my mantra- "sometimes all I need is the air that I breath and to love you"- I think I've probably sung that line to myself over and over today maybe 100 times- not lying. It started out when Jer left for work and I looked at the kitchen with dirty dishes, the living room with bags that needed to be unpacked from our trip to Aunt Barb and Uncle Jerry's lake house (FUN-boat rides, food, and most important family), the bathroom that desperately needed cleaned, the kids that needed fed (but were refusing to eat) and the rest of the house that just plain needs to be cleaned. I finally got 1/4 of a piece of toast down Victoria and got her dressed for the day. She told me that she wanted to wear big girl panties. Yes, I thought. I tried as best as I could to stick to our schedule- it's really pretty loose and flexible- Breakfast, Listen to Kiddie Music while doing Chores (my clean up time) Outdoor time (took the kids for a short wagon ride) Art (colored with texture plates and crayons), Lunch, ... and then this is were all hell broke loose. Up until know we had had a fairly successful if not hectic day- 3 pees in the potty, 2 accidents... And then the words- I need to go poop. I grab Victoria's hand and we run to the restroom. I take down her panties and see she's already started- it's OK- I'll just put her on the potty to finish. Then I turn around and realize, as we've been running, poop has been falling out of her panties. I run into the living room only to find ... SCREAMMMMM .... Bella with two hands covered in poop and a mouth moving a mile a minute. I grab her and throw her in the sink and start to wash her off, and stick my finger in her mouth and expel most of what she was chewing on. I then realize this stuff is not coming off as easily as I would like- she needs a bath. I carry her to the bathroom, along the way, I check up on Victoria, who is now off the potty and crying. Poop is smeared all along the toilet rim. I grab her too and head for the bath. I draw the water and put both kids in. Victoria starts to do the pee pee dance and screams "I need to pee on the potty." I grab her without thinking and put her back on her potty, then run back to Bella- cause duh- she's in the bath tub (all is OK- she's just screaming). Then Victoria starts screaming. Then I start screaming and crying- Just go pee on the potty!!! Victoria comes back to the bath and asks, "Mommy why are you crying." The only thing I say is, in my calmest voice now, I'm sad, because I don't like cleaning up poop. (Well, it was the truth.) I clean both kids up, then bring them carefully back to their bedroom- watching out as to not step in the ten-twenty poop pellets along the way. I put Bella in her crib and Victoria on Bella's floor with a toy to occupy her, then shut the door, and begin the cleaning process that took 20 minutes- I won't go into details, but I did almost puke twice. After the cleansing, I check in on Victoria and Bella. I hold and rock both of them while singing my mantra- they both fall asleep. Today I honesty thought that I had lost it- thank goodness, it was short lived. There's always tomorrow. Ahhh, another potty training day. On a side note, she did go pee in the potty when I yelled that.
Why do we need a vaction after a vacation? I loved the corpus trip- yes we went to Corpus again and spent a good deal of time in the sun and ate way too much and had a blast- but I came home and desperately need another vacation- the sandy laundry, the stacks of miscellanious junk that I didn't put away before leaving, the car that lost it's air conditioning that had to be taken into the shop, the fridge that needed emptying (something weird smelling), the pictures that need downloaded and touched up and ordered, the kids that are on their last leg from traveling and are getting restless and fussy (although I think Victoria is cutting two molars), and all my friends and family that I need to catch up with- I love youall, but I need a break! Enough said. Onto cuter stories.
Today Victoria went poop on the potty. Yeah! I actually did a potty dance. I'm thinking of marketing this. Is it so wrong that my first instinct after she pooped was to grab the camera and take a picture. Man, I don't think I'd ever hear myself saying that.
We have had a surplus of flies in our house- yesterday my mother-in-law and I killed a combined 50 flies. Thank goddness today I only killed 10. I had to laugh at my daughter's reaction to my fly crusade. As I'm weilding the swatter, she exclaims, "Good job Mom!" (My little two year old) and proceeds to put her hand out to give me a high five. Too cute.
I had such a wonderful time today. I went out with my Christie buds (I miss them- thank goodness for summers) and went rollerskating. I sooo could never be a Sonic waitress- I was all over the place. I felt like I was that passenger on an airline that bumps into everyone. Victoria and Bella had a great time too. Bella couldn't stop smiling the whole time AND she was in the stroller the whole time- a first for her. Victoria was beeboping with Nico to all the songs. I got a good workout- I'm exhausted and thinking of going to bed early tonight.
I'm going crazy!!! Why do we need to potty train? It's more about Mommy learning the skillful art of patience, routine, and voice control, then Victoria actually screaming "I did it", even when she doesn't. This has been the second week of attempting to use the potty- when she wakes up, when she naps, when she goes to bed, after she eats or drinks, and numerous times in between. The real joy is when Bella joins in on the fun (the gracious crwler she is now) and comes full force at Victoria on the potty. Although I do have to say, on Tuesday, Victoria went twice on the potty. However, on Wednesday- nada. I'm almost tempted to take her pullups off and let her pee in the house (I've heard they learn fast this way)- almost- we'll give it another week.
I've got a couple of cute stories. Last Saturday, I went out with my friends Anne (Happy 32rd!- great time). I put on an amazing dress, looked and felt like a real woman, and danced with Victoria before I left. As I was on the way out the door, I realized that I needed some money, so I asked Jer for some. As he was looking through his wallet, out runs Victoria from her bedroom with her piggy bank in hand and says "Here Mama." She melts my heart!
Story two- this morning I was outside with the girls on the deck. I decided it was time to go inside, so I picked up Bella with one hand and my coffee in the other hand. When I got to the backdoor, I had a desicion to make on how to open the door- find a place to put down the coffee (which would have been back on the deck) or put the coffee in the same hand I'm holding Bella (it was cold coffee by now, so what's the worse that could happen?) I chose door number two. At the exact same moment that I put the coffee in my other hand Bella decides to puke into the cup. Upon retelling this story to my friend Chris, she asks "So did you drink the coffee? Are you a real Mom?" No, I'm no real Mom, not until I train my daughter how to pee on the potty- talk to me in a week.
Last weekend was Victoria's birthday. I think she had fun. Although it was a pool party, she didn't get in the pool. Her cousin Tanner brought over his giant bouncy water slide and he went down it fast and fun! Yet still, Victoria won't budge when we asked her to go down it. The family, all 18 of us, Victoria's best friend Nico, and his parents, and Victoria's God parents Gary and Deb, all took in the celebration. We had pizza and cupcakes. Victoria passed out the chips and cokes to all her guests. What a little hostess! I can't believe how old she is. She's my little girl, but... it's really true that time goes by so fast.
My favorite sound is when Victoria shouts "I can do it!" She was eating peaches yesterday and shouted "I can do it!" I looked and all her peaches were gone- she had eaten them all with her fork, and not her hands, a first for her. Then today she put her puzzle together all by herself and shouts "Hurray! I can do it!" It melts my heart.
I'm going crazy! For the past two days the kids are being really bad. I think they're both teething- Victoria has a low grade fever and is acting wild and just plain mean (hitting her sister, then running away) and wants to be held all the time. Bella is also acting weird- crying hard most times, uncharacteristic of her, and also wanting to be held all the time (although it might just be that she learned how to really crawl and stand and is going through seperation anxiety.) You think I'd be okay caring two kids, but they're heavy and it feels awkward. Not to mention, feeding them has become a nightmare- Victoria refuses to eat much and cries and whines. Bella keeps grabbing the spoon from me at every bite and wants to do it herself (talk about messy!) They're bizarre behaviors have manifested themselves into more trouble than this mom feels confident handling. Read on. Yesterday, I was sitting on the toilet with the door open (of coarse), when Victoria comes darting in and grabs her little white toilet seat that fits on top of the big toilet seat. Then quickly darts out again. I finish my business and wash my hands and walk into the hall when... in all my dreams about being a mother, I never heard myself saying this before... "Victoria, get the toilet seat off of Bella's head! The toilet is not a necklace!" I so deserve a night out.
Jer's birthday was last week. I reserved a room at Buco de Beppo- the Pope's room. The food was wonderful, atmosphere grand, and the kids were finally somewhat good. There was 16 of us- Jer's family. The kids couldn't stay put. Half way through the meal they got up and started chasing each other around the room- thank goodness we had our own little round pope room. Of coarse won't you know that they where great when the cake came- velvet red cake with butter cream frosting. What a fun time!
When Victoria woke up this morning, we asked her- what do you think the Easter bunny brought you? Her response- Caleb (her cousin)- where's Caleb! She went running around looking for him. She did however get a couple of things that she liked- a little stuffed animal bunny that plays "Jesus Loves Me", a summer nightgown, Easter eggs filled with jellybeans, and a chocolate rabbit. We went over to Carol and Dick's house for an Easter feast and egg hunt. Victoria got to see her cousins Caleb, Chloe, Tessa, and Tanner. They have so much fun when they get together. Victoria didn't take her nap until four. I too am exhausted- too much fun and sugar. Good night and happy Easter.
Last Sunday we went to the zoo. It was the perfect weather for it- brisk in the morning, turning to hot when it was time to go. We packed a lunch and loaded the kids in the double stroller. Victoria really seemed to have a good time. She enjoyed seeing the elephants and lions best. She was a little scared of the crocodile and hid behind Daddy- too cute. Bella enjoyed the walk, but liked to be totted in the Snugli- she is putting on some weight (16.6lb). The worst part of the day was when I tryed to look for a place to breastfeed and decided to sit down on a curb in a remote part of the zoo. As I was feeding Bella, I felt something tickle and go down the back of my pants. I jumped up and tryed to get it out, but it was nothing. On Tuesday I developed a very itchy rash that extends the whole of my back- poison ivy. Luckily it should only last 3 weeks. All in all, the zoo was a success. I forgot how much I like stuff like that.
As I type this I can hear Victoria in her bedroom playing, instead of sleeping. I've already put her back in her bedroom for her nap 3 times. She is sneaky- the last time she was hiding behind the couch, as I checked my email and just happened to glance up. Today we walked to the park that is only 3 blocks from our house. We had to come home early though, because Victoria slid down a wet slide (it had rained last night) and refused to wear any pants or diaper from that momment on. Thank goodness we were the only ones at the park at that time, I can just hear other moms saying, "and there goes little naked girls' mom." Victoria and I also made a cool hat when Bella went down for her nap. We got the idea from her favorite cartoon, Curious George. Bella has had an awesome day today. She is on the verge of crawling amd likes to experiment on the ground. Yesterday while on all fours, she moved her two knees, and her butt fell under her- yes, now she can sit up. Within the last couple of days, she has also gotten her first tooth and can blow rasberries. It's my theory that getting teeth and accomplishing milestones go hand and hand- I ought to patten that.
We had a great time at the Owen's Farm with our friends Chris, Nikko, Marly, Patti, and Grayson! We saw horses, pot-belly pigs, turkeys, and roosters. We took a hay ride- Victoria hung onto me for dear life. We fed the Longhorns and the goats- Victoria once again was scared, but warmed up after 10 minutes. We ate P&J sandwiches and chocolate chip cookies at their picnic area. Afterward Victoria and Nikko played "Ring Around the Rosie" and ran everywhere. I highly recommend this place.
My aunts Colleen and Peg came to visit me last week. We had so much fun! Half the time the we just lounged out on the back pato, since this Texas weather was spectacular (PA weather in single digits- perfect time to visit.) Victoria really had a blast- she played, and played, and played with them. They taught her some new words, like "cool dude", "hot chick", and my favorite "goof ball." We went to Reunion Area and WestEnd, ate way too much, and talked tons- what a great week! I so miss them- wish they were closer.
I. was baptised this weekend, and you won't believe what she did. What is up with the color white? As soon as I put her in her beautiful white baptismal gown with a slight hint of pink ribbon, all heck breaks loose. I notice at the Baptism that her outfit has caused a rash under her chin and along her neckline. Then, as the preist annoints her with oil, she spits up on herself and me. And lastly, my favorite, half way through the service, I. decides to have a very loud bowel movement. As luck would have it, it didn't go through onto her clothes, however, the lady in front of us kept giving us bad looks. Yeah, it really did stink. I love her so much though! We had a gathering after the service over at my house- Little Ceasars pizza and cake. We partied as I. slept- she and sis are just getting over a cold. Today was the first day that we were able to go outside in a long time- temps in the 60s. I'm loving it.
I went to a mommy gathering today at another's house. As 10 moms look at me, I'm holding a screaming baby and trying to sooth her. V. comes and stands by my leg being shy in the beginning. Finally one of the other moms looks down at V. and asks- what's in her hair. I look down and she is coated in white slime. At first I had thought it was the dog that had gotten loose and maybe licked her. As I clean her up, I notice the smell, and put 2 and 2 together. Her sister puked on her head. What is wrong with my child? She pukes all the time. I've tried a ton of different medicines (natural, over the counter, and prescription), but nothing seems to work. I love I. but I can't wait for this phase to be over.
Last Friday was Pappap Joe's birthday (my Dad's birthday- man, is it wierd calling him grandpa.) He liked the coffee cup with V.'s artwork on it. We took him out to Pasada's to celebrate. He fed V. a her first taste of hot sauce on chips- she liked it- go figure! I. slept for most of the time, and when she did wake, it was poop patrol time. Speaking of poop, last week, as I was feeding I., V. came running out of the kitchen, NAKED and declared- "Poop in Potty!" I went to go take her to the toilet and of coarse- nothing. As I went to go get a cup of coffee, I discovered mounds of poop all over the kitchen floor. Oh, the joy of potty training.
We traveled to Corpus last weekend-Awesome! While Dallas was 20 degrees, it was in the 70's and picture perfect. I had so much fun!!! We stayed at a hotel that overlooked the ocean- at night we'd put the kids to bed and sit on the balcony drinking beer and rejuvenating. V. enjoyed her first sight of the ocean- we've been reading tons of ocean books to her and when she saw it kept repeating- ocean, ocean, ocean! Daddy taught her how to play chase the wave, then run as fast as you can when it comes back. She loved it, until her little feet touched the cold water and it was time to dig in the sand. I. was still to little to notice that we'd left the confines of our house- as long as she got her milk she was happy. But a got pictures to prove that we really did go, and it's not some wonderful dream. Yes, even my kids were delightful angels on the plane. In short, we ate too much seafood, enjoyed the ocean to its fullest, and had our first successful family vacation.