Bella, Gabe and Josiah

If I don't write down some of the conversations that Gabe and I have, I'm going to forget then, which would be very sad. Me: Don't throw that. Gabe throws it anyway. Me: No Gabe. What are we allowed to throw? Gabe: Frow balls. Me: Yes, we throw balls. What else? Gabe: Frow rocks water. Me: Yes. We can throw balls and we can throw rocks into the water. That's all. Is that a ball? Gabe: Yes Me, realizing that he did not throw a piece of sandwich, like I'd thoughts, but a piece of foam which may have originally been a ball: This is a piece of fuzz. Do we throw pieces of fuzz? Gabe: Yes We talk a lot about only throwing balls and rocks into the water. This morning, it backfired. Gabe and I walked into school. As I took his jacket off, he founds a small rock on the floor. Me: What did you find? Gabe: Frow rock water! Me: Uhh.. We ended up walking outside to find him a puddle. ---------------------------- Rather than carrying around a diaper bag, I put diapers and Gabe

Random moments from our week... You know it's going to be a good day ay school when you show up and they have a spaceship! Bella got her full braces on! I'd post a picture, but considering the fact that she was not happy that I was taking a picture in the first place, I think she'd be really unhappy if I put it on the internet... Gabe has learned that if he doesn't want to do something, he just says "Mommy snuggle!" and curls up on my shoulder. I have a really hard time prying him off to do whatever the thing was because I really love the snuggles. I'm going to have to watch this one very carefully. That said, now that he's not nursing, I really love the extra snuggles ... This was me trying to get him in his coat and then the carseat yesterday morning. Clearly he did not want to go to school... Every night, the alarm on my phone goes off to remind us all of something that we need to do. When it went off last night, Pat was busy working on a big projec

We had things going on Wednesday, so we decided to celebrate Valentines Day two days late. My parents are out of town, so rather than hire a babysitter, we decided to just put the kids to bed early and celebrate after they were in bed. Also, there are serious perks to being a couple of days late. Sure, the selection is sad, but all Valentines stuff is seriously on sale. Also, Pat got a free container of chocolate covered strawberries. He was looking at them, trying to decide if he should get some, and the manager walked up and handed them to him. Sweet! Technically, Bella was working on homework in her bedroom, but regardless, Pat and I got to have a lovely dinner of steak and potatoes, complete with candles. It was a pretty lovely way to celebrate our life together. The candles also made for an interesting conversation at dinner this evening as Gabe couldn't figure out what they were. He got super excited when we lit them, proclaiming them very "pretty." Speaking of Gabe

Gabe got to do his first valentines last night.  It was adorable and not at all painful! I started helping Bella with valentines when she was in 1st grade.  Pat was not into them at all, and I felt like all little girls need to bring valentines to school, so I got the job.  Oh boy was in painful.  I think that's the common theme of valentines and little kids who are just learning to write...  Second grade was better, but by fourth grade, I was totally fine when the school said that they weren't doing valentines anymore.  I didn't think about valentines last year as Bella was too old and Gabe was too little, and the thought never even crossed my mind. On Monday I got a message from Gabe's daycare saying that we were welcome to bring valentines if we wanted to, but we didn't have to.  Since I couldn't come up with something to bring to the Valentine's party they were having, I decided to go with valentines. Valentines with a two-year-old who does not have the

I was in the kitchen this evening and Gabe comes walking in laughing and saying something over and over that I didn't really understand. Once I followed him into the living room it started making more sense. "Kitty have gabage tuck. Gabage tuck kitty!" He thought he was so funny, sharing his garbage truck with the kitty (and really, it shows up much Gabe loves Toby!). I'm not sure that Toby appreciated the gesture.

I was harassed this week for not posting anything here in awhile. However, nothing overly post-able has been going on. Pat was out of town last week for work. As soon as he got back, he got sick. Bella went to a sleepover at my aunt's house last weekend. Gabe has decided that all plates are hats, so he puts them on his head regardless of whether or not they're full of food. Seriously, nothing worth writing a post about. But we're still here and all is well. Bedtime stories with Daddy "Big. Heavy." Oh, and this morning I had both kids in the car when the garbage truck came down the other side of the street. I actually got Gabe out of the car just so he could see it. I would have let him watch the truck go down our side too, but I didn't want Bella to be late for school. Luckily we saw another garbage truck and a bus walking from the car to daycare, so I think he'll survive.