Timeout

At my recent holiday party, Will was asked his name.
His response, "Timeout."

(It was better than many other names he could have said.)

we have it coming...

this morning when trying to Reese out of bed, she informed me she wanted her 'hot milk'. Nothing new, this child is not to be spoken to until she has her 'hot milk'. However, today we were running late, so I tried to reason-
"Reese, I will get you your hot milk after you get dressed."
Her response was priceless;
"No Mommy-I need to drink my hot milk in my pajamas in bed before I get dressed."

time to get rid of the binky...

You know it is time to get rid of the binky when your daughter asks, "Mommy, does this binky match my pajamas?"

(although my fashion driven side smiled, because it did.)

Daddy's hookers

Preface: After remodeling the basement, we are FINALLY getting to hanging pictures on the walls. We purchased the hooks that you nail to the wall to ensure a good hang. Reese loves to help Daddy work, especially on these projects....

Reese: Daddy, I like your hookers.
James (looking at me): Did she say what I think she just said.
Reese: DADDY! I like your hookers...
Me (hehehe): Reese, Daddy only gets the best hookers.

Will's first deer!

Visiting Grammy Deb one afternoon, Will picked up sticks and started making shooting noices, "PKuu, PKuu" and he was shooting things all around, the trees, the cats, the fence, anything.

We decided to take the kids on the nature trail behind their house. During our walk, Will shouted, "Mommy, I see deer!" We all sat and watched in silence. Suddenly Will lifts his stick and "Pkuu, Pkuu!"

Grammy laughed, "Will just got his first deer! Daddy will be soo proud!"

Pumpkin: Star Eyes, Square Nose, and Diamond Mouth. We love our shapes.

reese's first dance class...

Happy 2nd Birthday Buddy!

Don't kiss the dog-EVER!

Note: I am an extremely liberal parent when it comes to clothes in the summer-I figure if it was okay to run around the backyard naked-i would! Plus far less laundry comes from nudity! I am also a liberal parent when it comes to going potty when we are outside...

Last night when preparing to go swimming, Reese was in her birthday suite and I was getting Will into his. As I am chasing Will, Reese tells me she needs to go potty, so I say, "Then go out in the grass." She walks into the grass. At this very moment- I am getting Will into his birthday suite, I realize he has a disgusting diaper. As I am elbow deep in his poop, Reese yells, "Mommy, I pooped!" I respond, "Really?!?" She says, "Yes, it was an accident." Not going to argue, I say, "Leave it alone, I will be there in a minute.."

Once Will is clean, I walked over to her to clean her up. I then ask her to show me where her poop is. As she points out her poop, the dog walks up behind us and eats it. Yes- Lily ate Reese's poop right in front of us! Reese started yelling, "Mom, Lily is eating my poop!" My response, "Nobody kiss Lily tonight!"

This morning Reese could not wait to tell her teachers that her dog ate her poop...

Will can't fly...yet.

His black eye is proof, he can not fly off the couch. Maybe someday...

Patience...

Reese found out last night that her aunt Mary was coming to town on Friday night. She is quite excited. This morning woke up in a 'mood' and told me that she was going to wait on my bed for Mary to come...here's to waiting 36 hours. Good thing hot milk was effective in getting her to the car without a lot of tears.

Will's Ponytail

Yesterday afternoon the kids were taking a bath together and Reese had to go to the bathroom. I walked in on her with her trying to pee like a boy. I laughed gently and said, ‘Honey, what are you doing?’

The rest of the conversation will be a memory forever…

Reese responded, ‘Mommy, what is this?’ pointing to her privates.

Me (calmly and sophisticatedly): “Reese, that is your vagina.”

Reese: “Girls have a vagina?’

Me: “yes.”

Reese: “Boys have a vagina?”

Me: “No girls have a vagina, boys have a penis.”

Reese: “Boys have a penis”

Me: “Yes honey”

Reese: “Daddy and Will-man are boys.”

Me: “Yes.”

Reese: Pointing between Will’s legs somewhat confused, “And mommy-Will-man has a ponytail.”

$200 Hairball

Today we had our first trip to the ER with Will. Everything was fine but the story is worth sharing...



I am home sick with what i find out to be later strep throat. This morning the kids are playing with money, counting and being completely competent of holding their own coins. They come into the kitchen after playing and eat a snack. After snack we return to the living room where I come across Will with coins in his mouth. After delivering one back blow, two coins fall from his mouth. He then proceeds to make a "kkkkkkkkk" sound and grab his tongue.



Instantly I continue with back blows to see if the one I think he swallowed will come out-nothing but "kkkkkkkk". So I call his primary care doctor to see if they will see him or if I need to go to the ER. ER it is because it could get stuck in is airway. This news made me concerned and felt the need to get out the house fast, so I load up Reese and Will into the car, where Will continues to make the 'kkkkk' sound. (Side note, I was home sick, so I have those clothes on that you never intended to see ANYONE in and my kids are in diapers and underwear-thankfully we have the dirty clothes from the day before in the back seat that did just fine.)



My dad met me at the ER entrance to grab Reese. Will and I enter the ER, where the kind person who checked us in told me that she followed her kid around for a week after he swallowed a coin. We get into our room and Will wants nothing to do with this, he wants to be with Reese and Grandpa. Doctor comes in and says we need X-rays to see where the coin is. After entertaining Will for some time in the room and back again after x-rays, the doctor returns to tell me that they did NOT see the coin, either he did not swallow it or it is in the GI system already passing! Yea! But it made me think, why was Will grabbing at his throat after he spit out the two coins-and then it hit me-HE HAD DOG HAIR STUCK TO THE BACK OF HIS THROAT FROM THE COINS!!!! So the trip to the ER to confirm he was suffering from a hairball, $200. Defirminator brush for the dog, $60. Will's safety, priceless.

Like Father Like Son

Cheers!