Chocolate?... I THINK NOT!!!!!

So, this morning, I started teaching lessons at 7. Isaac woke up early so I put him down to watch Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. (It's his new favorite) I started to hear Logan move around a bit at like 7:40 and I had 20 minutes left of the lesson. So I decided that he could spend the 20 minutes in his bed and when I switched lessons, I would get him up and give him his breakfast. So at 8, I say goodbye to my two students and start to head back to the boys' room. I open the door to the worst smell and I start to say "Oh Logan! You made a poo poo!" I only got to the the "you made" when I saw his face. It was COVERED in poo. His entire left side of his face, legs, arms, blanky, bed, sheets, pillow, and other blanket was SMEARED. To make things worse, He had coated his binky with a lovely layer of poo and was in the process of sucking on it... I know! TOTALLY GROSSSSSSSSS!
So I panicked! I had two students on their way to receive their lesson. I pulled him into the bathroom and looked at the disaster I had to clean up... I don't know how I did it. I put him in the bath-tub and as I turned on the water, my student came in. I had her start to work on her scales while I gave poop-head a bath. It was spectacular!!!!! It was super Ironic because just an hour before this happened I told myself "Self, This is going to be a good day. I declare it so!"
As famously quoted by a very wise man (my Dad)

"I have always maintained (and always will), that it takes a very strong stomach to be a parent.

Fear not -- into the fray!!!!

Tomorrow will be a better day."

And tomorrow will be a better day! I declare it so!!! ;)

Boys and their Games.

I don't know what I was thinking, going bowling with the boys. But the day before Logan's birthday, we thought it would be fun to take them bowling. And sure, the boys loved it, but I got CREAMED! It's a pretty big blow to your ego when your 3 year old can out bowl you. We actually had a lot of fun. Logan was thrilled until we actually got bowling and then it was too noisy and he insisted on being in one of our arms at all times. Isaac loved it! He keeps begging to go back but we haven't had the time.


















As you can see, Isaac's ball is rolling pretty straight down the center... and that is him doing the happy dance after he hit the pins. Rubbing it in to mommy that his score is better than hers.









And this is our awesome score... Eric is the 90, Isaac's is the 75, and what's that you see?!?! Yes, that's right. That is my awesome score! The incredible 47. If this were golf, I so would have won... smile.

And now to play catch up... Logan's first birthday

Logan was CRAZY about the balloons.
Since his nickname is "Monkey", we went with a monkey theme.
You can't see it but the walls are covered with Vinyl monkey faces and polka dots...

We had to wake Logan up for his party. He wasn't quite ready but this picture is priceless

My awesome friend made these cakes for me. The banana is his smash cake.

Logan LOVED his toys... and to this day, he is still loving them.
I, however, would like to thank the person that gave him that extremely noisy lawn mower!
And this is seriously the messiest he ever got with his smash cake. So unlike his older brother!
We had an awesome time with wonderful family!

Bad Blogger!!!

I have come to the realization that I am a BAD BLOGGER!!!!! I vow to do better...

Valentines...

Isaac was so cute this year because his little pre-school class had a great Valentines day party and he was so excited to take his valentines. We had to make 15 of them plus 3 for the teachers. We ordered them from Stampin' Up and they had awesome little robots on them and they folded into the coolest little pouches that we sealed in Starbursts and Skittles with a heart sticker. I helped write his name on them and he continued to sign it his own way. At some point during the process of making these valentines, I received a phone call and got a little behind on my end of the process. He acted a little exasperated and jumped ahead of me and was finished with his part of making them before I was off the phone. I really enjoyed the time spent with my little one making these...

My Child... the Hamster.

I have a Yoga ball that I like to teach on... by sitting and balancing on the ball, I get stronger abs and I work my core muscles. My youngest urchin, has claimed this ball as his own. He gets rather upset with me when I'm sitting on it and will squeal with anger until I let him have it. He will spend hours at a time pushing this ball around the house. My oldest has just recently discovered that it's a lot of fun to bounce this gargantuan ball off of his younger brothers forehead... We've had many long talks and timeouts with this one...
Anyway... what used to be my teaching yoga ball has turned into my "hamsters" running wheel...
What's mine is theirs...

Long time...

So it's been quite a while since I've posted... and a lot has happened since Isaac's birthday party... Isaac went back to school! Yes... my little boy is growing up. I was really nervous for him and after I dropped him off, I came home and cried for an hour.
the night before, we went to "Back to school" night. And we got to pick out a train and come home and decorate it. He chose blue and then he and I retired down into mommy's craft room and we decorated it. This train helps him identify his cubby at school.
He has had the time of his life! He love going to preschool and when it's time for him to go home, I almost have to pick him up and haul him to the car because he doesn't want to leave.

Next, we had peach days!!! I love the celebration of peaches... We got together for our annual parade celebration. And I think that all of us feel that if there aren't any doughnuts at the parade, It really isn't a parade. Every single one of us brought doughnuts to share. it was pretty funny. Isaac still doesn't like the sound of the sirens. And cousin karter was pretty terrified of them. Grammy and aunt Maryanne had a great time with the umbrella hats. It was perfect weather and we all had a super fun time...
There is much more to post but for now, I have to go console a teething child.
Till then...
(P.S. Why didn't someone remind me how rough teething children are? )