Good Night

Today was a long day. Neither children took an afternoon nap which ended up sending me over the edge. I finally called Mr. Sloth at 4pm and asked him to come home a bit early as I was in no condition to watch the children. He was scheduled to head to his parents to hang out with his dad at 5pm.

One lighthearted moment during the day was when Demand announced to me that she had to use the restroom, she then declared, "Poop, you need to get out! Right Momma?"

Ummm.....right!

I'm also in peek Sports-widow form. This was the third night in a row of "Big Games" and of course all of my Sundays are gone from now until January. Mr. Sloth and I have joked about his baseball team heading to the world series just in time for us to fly to Europe. Sorry Mr. Sloth. To be really ironic it will be a blizzard too.

I don't feel like writing anymore. Good night.

What was that?

The other night Demand was taking a bath and I heard the distinct sound of a VERY loud, VERY long, underwater fart.

I said: "Was that you?"

Demand: "No!"

Me: "What was that?"

Demand: "My butt!"

Quick Update

Quick update.

Happy walked across the room the other night via walker. Big boy!

Demand is three and has been acting like it....I don't wish to expand on that.

Mr. Sloth....who?? I don't know, he's been working non-stop and sleeping on the couch due to illness. He shows up for meals though.

Me. I've started to get a better grip on things. CCD and Bible Study have leveled out,and I'm done with book club for two months because of our "big trip". This week I discovered my FAVORITE show "18 and Counting" had finally added some full episodes online so I can get my fix and once again speak under my breath, "If Michelle Duggar can do it I can do it."

Life is getting better.... and we're heading to Europe this month...with or without money. ;)

Life Happens

It's been a while. What can I say, life happens. Lots of life has been happening.

In the last few weeks we've been extremely busy around here. I've had only two free mornings in the past few weeks and that's the only time I have to get anything done. Over the past few weeks we've restarted CCD and Bible Study, and book club which has meant countless hours of reading. Happy had a double ear infection which was one doctors appointment, and he has another one tomorrow. (unrelated) Demand has had a steady flow of play dates. It's ridiculous, it's getting to the point where she's double booking now.

I can't remember the last time I bought groceries and what's worse I can't remember the last time I cleaned out our refrigerator. Today I yelled at Demand to get out of our bedroom because all the piles of laundry made it dangerous to navigate. (She did end up hurting herself) Mr. Sloth is sick now and the kids seem to be on the threshold of "something" as well. Just keeping our dishes clean has been a battle (and we often lose) Tonight was the first time in a few weeks I've had the upstairs cleaned enough to vacuum. Yikes! ...let's move on to another subject.

And the bombshell amidst all of this surprisingly unexpected chaos is that we found out my mom has cancer. Maybe all my spinning plates have helped me deal with the blow. Not that I'm trying to stay busy, it's just happening. I was just thinking how I didn't have anything to do tomorrow and then I remembered that Happy has a meeting with a neurologist tomorrow to double check his "birth abnormality". We spent most of today at an apple orchid (cold and wicked windy, by the way), tomorrow we have the appointment/groceries/library, Wednesday we have CCD, Thursday Bible Study, and Friday a playdate and maybe a Rosary procession in the evening. PLUS, Thurs/Fri/Sat Mr. Sloth has a Republican Convention so he'll be MIA. By the end of the week we'll be two weeks away from our big Europe trip.

Man, life is happening, and it's happening fast.

The sick Mr. Sloth has requested I get off his "bed" (the couch since he is sick) so I will wrap this up. If you hear from me again this week, our life has slowed down just a bit.

Ship in a Bottle

We made some home decorating decisions this weekend. After seeing a neighbors fireplace (more about me talking to neighbors in a bit) I gave Mr. Sloth the suggestion of stoning our fireplace rather than repainting it, he loved the idea. Then we decided to recarpet the living room rather than laminate it as we were planning. We of course don't know how we are paying for any of this but we are sick of looking at this carpet and we need a change of pace with the fireplace. In addition I would like to repaint the downstairs bathroom a more neutral tone and replace the upstairs bathroom rug (also in a neutral tone). The biggest decision though was to move Happy's crib into our closet until we can put up the walls necessary to make the playroom into Demands bedroom, then move Happy into the nursery. Got that??

Trust me it's more chaotic than it sounds.

Moving the crib was like building a ship in a bottle. Scratch that, it's like taking down a ship in one bottle and moving it to another bottle and reassembling it, but not before removing and relocating half the contents of your closet, including a dresser, when you've run out of storage around the house as it is. The crib fits into the closet with a half an inch on either side to spare. During the very last step of assembling the crib I thought I might not have enough room to put the screw into the side and fit the allen wrench in as well. It was close. Our closet is very large which is a blessing. The front part of the closet now houses "some" of our clothes, but the better part of the closet is for the baby. Crib, humidifier, monitor.

Why did we move him, you ask. Well the last week Mr. Sloth and I have found ourselves on the couch most of the night, every night. Happy wakes up (not happy) and will continue to scream at us from the short distance of 6 inches. Nights like last night, I was up every hour either tending to the child, checking on the other child, heading upstairs, heading downstairs.....ugh, I'm tired just thinking about it.

The other night I headed upstairs at 3am to relieve Mr. Sloth only to find him "hiding" in the bathroom so Happy couldn't see him and would therefore fall back asleep. I'm not making this up people.


In the unfortunate event of us being in the house for more than another year our plan is to have him in the closet until we can move him to the nursery and move Demand to a newly constructed bedroom. Then once "another one" comes along Happy can join his sister in her room and the new baby can have the nursery as soon as we choose.

(Disclaimer: There is NOT another Sloth on the way as of yet...at least that we are aware of.)

Anyway, that's what has happened here this weekend. I have yet to find a place to store my wedding dress but I love an organizing challenge I guess.

Wish me luck!

Some Recent Photos

 

My two angels before Sunday Mass.

 

At my godson's Baptism.

 

My boy can stand!!

 

Poor kid's first fat lip!

Food

It's Mr. Sloths morning off but things are going smoothly so I have time to write today. The only rough part so far this morning was when Happy pooped up to his eyeballs and had to be hosed down. Mr. Sloth was still sleeping and since it was his morning off I didn't want to wake him for help. He insists I could have woke him up but I insisted that no one should have to smell that first thing in the morning.

Where to start? I have a lot of food themed adventures. We went to the State Fair last Tuesday. It was great fun but of course we walked away asking, "Did I eat that or wipe it on my face?" (Jim Gaffigan, anyone?) Happy started to eat puffs the other day which he is more than excited about. He unfortunately lacks the ability to pick them up on his own, fun to watch though. Demand had fantastic fine motor skills at an early age so it's fun to watch him struggle, I mean learn.

I've been in a cooking mood recently which brings about mixed feelings from Mr. Sloth. He said while he usually likes the bi-product he doesn't like the messy kitchen or increased grocery bill. Hey, at least I'm not making cakes Mr. Sloth! He LOTHS it when I make cakes. Why, you ask? Because I am a non-perfect perfectionist which inevitably leads to frustration which leads to me on the verge of tears pouting on the couch the night before a cake is due. Mr. Sloth then has to pick up the pieces and on a really bad day try and fix the cake himself. That's what usually gets me out of my slump. Hands off Sugar Feet!

After months of making the same meals I decided to try and seek out some new and exciting ones. Again, Mr. Sloth is just happy we don't have cable right now because I would be making everything I saw on the food network. As it is I am making everything I can find on kraftfoods.com Last night we made eclairs (not from kraftfoods) It was a recipe I'd had for years but never got around to making. Mr. Sloth loves Eclairs so I thought it would be fun and make up for a letdown of a date the night before (more on that in a bit). They were super easy to make and of course really yummy.

So, our date. One month and two days after our 6th wedding anniversary we finally got a chance to go out. Obscure took the lead at home and became the first person to put both children to sleep. (Way to go Obscure!) Mr. Sloth and I first headed to a Republican cocktail party. Because nothing says Happy Anniversary like a Republican cocktail party! The only reason we went was because Mr. Sloth found out about it at the last minute and since he's a delegate to vote in the fall he needed to hear from some candidates. At first it was a yawn fest but after a while I found it interesting but it might have just been the beer and free snacks kicking in.

Afterwards we headed to our old neighborhood for dinner. Due to a miscommunication, I thought we would head LATER in the evening for happy hour with $4 glasses of wine and $5 appetizers on the best patio in town. Mr. Sloth wanted to go for dinner instead and we were greeted with a 45 minutes wait. So we walked across the street to our old watering hole and opened up a tab. Once we were finally seated at dinner it was a letdown. Another forty-five minute wait until we got our appetizers and then another long wait until dinner. Mr. Sloth ordered the most expensive steak and was loving it until he realized the center wasn't steak ti was potatoes shaped like steak so he only got a third of the steak he thought he was getting. My meal was far from exciting. In the end we spent the same amount we would have if we had gone to The Melting Pot like I've been dreaming about. We had a nice time talking to each other and being without children for a while.

Happy is up from his nap now and I've run out of memories from the past week. I'll post some pictures though.