Joys of Summer

We've been having so much fun I haven't had time to blog. Hopefully I remember everything I've been meaning to share.

First off some quotes from Demand this week.

I was reading a book to her at titled "Little Brothers Are..." The following exchange happened.

"Little brothers are happy. Little brothers are wiggly. Little brothers are bright..."

Demand interrupts and says, "(Happys) not bright."

Too funny.

That night Demand wanted to read Corduroy but neither she nor Mr. Sloth could find it. He asked her if she wanted to read something else she said, "Hmm, well we have Cinderella."

When did she grow up? Demand seems to be throwing out great quotes everyday now.

The rest of our week was spent doing fantastic summer things. This is truly our favorite time of year. Mr. Sloth grills almost nightly (he got a new grill as a sort of gift from a broker of his.) The kids and I go for a walk almost daily. My new stroller is one of the best investments we've made. Perfect for our needs and both kids love it. Plus it DOES fit into our car which we didn't think it would. Memorial Day we discovered a set of walking trails and parks really close to us so we've been out on a family walk twice now.

My absolute favorite part of the week was Saturday. While I didn't wake up as early as planned I still made pancakes and bacon as I had planned. (Mr. Sloth doubted me and I don't blame him.) After a nice leisurely breakfast with the family Mr. Sloth ran to the hardware store while the kids and I got ready. Happy watched from the stroller as Demand and I played outside. I taught her some jump rope games I learned in grade school and we played with chalk in the driveway. Mr. Sloth came home with a new organizing system for the garage. Happy fell asleep in his swing without complaint then the rest of the Sloths spent the morning in the garage. While Mr. Sloth started assembly I sat on a blanket in the sun at the edge of the garage and began sorting screws, nails, washers, etc into their new homes. (Sortings what I do best) When Demand wasn't "helping" me sort she was measuring everything with the measuring tape she had just discovered in Mr. Sloth's new tool box. Every once in a while we'd hear her say "Mary Poppins" as she extended the tape. Too cute.

We rummaged through left overs for lunch and pieced things together. I made Demand a sort of pig in a blanket. I wrapped a hot dog in cheese and then in a tortilla we happened to have and then cut it up and made a smiley face. I delievered it outside only to have Mr. Sloth peak his head into the kitchen seconds later asking for one himself. Then we headed off to an organizing store for more ideas for our garage. It was a good day.

Today was just as lovely. After Mass we at a nice lunch outside and then headed for a walk on the trails. Afterward the rest of the Sloth family slept while I nursed a (sleeping) Happy on the couch. It was killing me being stuck on a couch indoors on such a nice day, but the kids gotta sleep. I'm outside now though, waiting for Demand to wake up from her long nap.

Oh, before I forget, one more great quote for Demand. Before Mass today she was asking Mr. Sloth a series of questions and discovered that Happy doesn't have a bedroom. So we told her to pray that he gets one while she was at Mass. We get home from Church and I over heard Mr. Sloth ask Demand if he prayed that Happy can get his own room. She said, "No. I just laid down."

Well, at least she's honest.

Grateful

Last night I was on the internet for a brief while and a blog was brought to my attention. The blog was about a 23 year old single pregnant mother who found out while she was expecting that her baby basically had no brain. It was no choice for her she loved her baby and would keep it. Her baby lived 93 days, the best days of her life she said, dying this past Friday. In reading the blog I did the math and realized that her baby was born the day before our Happy.

Needless to say, when he woke up in the middle of the night with my eyes burning to go back to sleep,even through the projectile poo and Mr. Sloth getting urinated on in bed, there was no complaining. I cuddled my baby and fell gratefully back asleep.


http://babyfaithhope.blogspot.com/

Happy

Well you know how disorganized my life is when I stop blogging. Finally today, I mustered up the courage to get up before everyone else. With the boy in the room I can't really use an alarm clock so I had to rely on my Guardian Angel. He woke me up promptly at 7am as I had asked but I asked for 10 more minutes. Sure enough the boy wanted to nurse and I resigned to not being able to get up early then right as the clock struck 7:10am the boy unlatched himself.

Nice work Angel.

I got a nice early start to the day. I was able to get my prayers in and some cleaning done (I even got dressed) before everyone else woke up. It makes such a difference. The day has been like clockwork since with a nice even balance of work, play, and rest. Beautiful! (Actually I'm still rather exhausted)

Not to change the subject but I've decided to name "the boy". Yes, he has a real name, I mean for the blog. My first idea was to name him "Beloved". If you know his real name and have any knowledge of the Bible you should know why. We thought that down the road his other siblings may read this blog and become offended so while I loved the idea I had to find another name.

Happy. Happy is his name. It suits him perfectly . He's the happiest child I've ever encountered. Yesterday he literally spent the whole day laughing, cooing, chatting. Nothing could make him unhappy. Not only is he happy but he makes others happy as well. He slept most of the night in his crib last night. I woke up twice to change his diaper (which he slept through) then he woke up at 4:30am to feed. Actually he didn't wake up fully, but he was fussing enough that I knew where we were headed. He's always been a good sleeper but I'm sure all of his sleeping last night really helped me get up early today.

Mr. Sloth took Demand to the fitness center this evening and Happy slept in the swing so I got even more cleaning and organizing done so I should be starting tomorrow off on a good foot.

Speaking of walking. I got my double stroller last night. It's fantabulous!! I told Demand I had a surprise after breakfast. She guessed it was a stroller. That's how much she loves a stroller. We gave her a water/sand table as an early birthday gift and she was hoping it was a stroller. Poor thing! Well today was her day and she loved it. It's a side by side jogging stroller so Happy can lay next to her while she sits up straight. There's a fabric median between them so they aren't ontop of each other. There's even built in speakers for an MP3 player. So Demand was rocking out to the Christian music station as we walked around. It pushes like a dream too. It was a lot of money but since we're just getting started in the baby department I figured it was an investment.

Here's the link to the stroller.

And I might as well post some new pictures since Happy has gotten ginormous in the last few week. BTW, he's 12 weeks old, 14 lbs and 27 1/2 inches (weighed and measured yesterday)

My baby is going to be huge!!

Doh!

Yikes! It's almost been a month since I've posted. Life has obviously been a bit crazy, but I have time to type out a quick story.

Yesterday the kids and I had a chiropractor appointment in the morning. Afterwards I stopped by the bank and then on our way home, since we were ahead of schedule I thought we should stop at adoration for a few minutes. I went to turn my phone off only to realize I didn't have it. Having made a quick call at the chiropractors, I had it before. I instantly knew what had happened.

Roof of the car.

Yep. Bonehead I know, but just the same. So my dilemma was do I stay at adoration and hope God repaid me by returning the phone or do I head back immediately to try and find it.

The answer??

After 20 minutes of distracted adoration filled with diaper changes and "No, don't do that!" and "Please God, find my phone!", and "God, I know I'm not really *here* but please count this as a visit". I headed back to retrace our steps. No phone, but I wasn't stressed. When I got home, Mr. Sloth greeted me at the door to tell me my phone had been found.

Turns out it I drove a few blocks before it finally flew off the car. (The boy was screaming so I wouldn't have heard it).

Moral of the story; Make time for God and he will repay you. Then again, I already knew that.