Wanna know how badly my child didn't want to go to sleep last night? He said, "Mommy, I don't wanna go to sleep. I wanna go in Time Out." Really??? What the heck do I do with that? Obviously I didn't put him in T.O. if that's where he wanted to go... so I left the room. It took him over an hour and a half to fall asleep again last night night. Do I need to put him on a treadmill after dinner and wear him out that way? He's been fighting sleep the entire week. Again, I'd hate to get rid of nap right now- especially because he's still expected to take one at school. Getting the little guy to sit still for even 10 seconds is a chore these days, so it looks like I really need to get my booty in gear and get him enrolled in swimming or something that will physically wear him out. The question is, can I do that and not completely wear myself out? Not likely at the moment.
Another Keatonism that my Dad wanted me to include is the fact that Keaton wants to pick out his own clothes now. He normally wants to wear his K-State shirt because it's purple... his favorite color. He wanted to dig it out of the hamper this morning. Luckily I persuaded him to choose another shirt, and he didn't make too much of a fuss over it. Darn those K-State shirts. We need to add some KU ones to the mix. :) I will say, for the record, that I never tell him he can't wear the KSU shirts... but I may have to wear a KU shirt just to balance things out if he does. ;) I'm going to let him choose which team he prefers, but I'll be darned if I'm going to stifle my love for the Jayhawks, even if I'm the only one in our family that's a fan! Because that's what true fans do, darn it!
Moving on. So we are in the second trimester, but for some reason this week it feels like I'm going backwards in time. Yes, I can't button my pants now. But I've been more tired and even more nauseated this week than in the weeks before. And I almost feel like even though the doctor said I need to eat 3,500 calories/day (or as I found out, the equivalent to one pound a day!) I am still hitting this wall and am not able to eat without feeling like I'm going to burst. So I'm taking it one day at a time, trying to eat frequently and drink the 10 glasses of water I'm supposed to consume as well. Just when I thought I was peeing every 30 minutes, I'm sure it's about to get worse!
This week, I am thinking a lot about my friends who are getting married on October 6th. Originally, when I was pregnant in February, my due date was the 5th and I wasn't going to be able to go. Now, I'm not only able to go, but I get to be IN the wedding. So far my dress fits the way it should... but because my pants are slowly becoming unwearable, I'm starting to get a little paranoid that the dress may not fit much longer. Only another week and a half... then the little ones can have as many growth spurts as they want. :)
I suppose that's all for now. I apologize to anyone who may be following me on Flickr- since I'm not taking classes this semester, I haven't taken many photos, so I don't have much to add. I'll try to get better at that, especially since the 40ish pound dog is almost as tall as Keaton is now. I'm long overdue. And we'll have some belly pics soon, too, especially now that there's more of a belly. More to come!
-Ash
Casey, Ashley, Keaton, Nikolaus, & Rowan take on Chicagoland...
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Overdue Keatonisms
Keaton: "Mommy, what's that?"
Me: "A mummy."
K: "Oh, a mummy!" (Thinks for a second.) "Where's the Daddy?"
*****
"Mommy is having two babies! One for me, one for Mommy, one for Daddy, and one for Riese."
*****
I regularly hear him say things like, "This is [hot, fragile, etc], Mommy. Don't touch it, okay?"
Actually, he says, "Okay?" at the end of a lot of things, especially if he's giving orders. I wonder where he gets that from... haha... [looks in mirror]...
*****
We listen to alternative rock a lot. So much so that Keaton is starting to hear various songs and can pick out who sings them almost right away- usually Foo Fighters, Weezer, Green Day (he likes to argue with me on the name and call them Red or Purple Day), or the Beastie Boys. I may not win any Mother of the Year awards for this, but I have been told to let your kids listen to whatever you listen to (within reason)... I would much rather him listen to that that a lot of songs on mainstream radio these days! Anyway, there is a song called "Little Talks" by Of Monsters and Men. The chorus says, "Cause though the truth may vary This ship will carry Our bodies safe to shore." The other day in the car, I noticed he was singing it, but his version went something like, "A tooth may octopus..." and I laughed so hard he stopped singing and started laughing with me. I lost it at the octopus part... couldn't help it.
I should note that he also likes Queen and can sing almost all of "We Will Rock You" which is pretty awesome. :)
*****
The other day, he was in an especially pleasing mood (i.e. he wanted to "make Mommy happy"). He picked up all of Riese's toys/bones off the floor and put them in Riese's basket. I was shocked!!! He said, "I did it all by myself, Mommy!" This kid is going to be an EXCELLENT big brother! :)
*****
Keaton has started getting crushes on girls at school. He talks about them a lot, and even blushes when he does. He apparently sits a little too close to them when he should be working (haha!). The teachers keep me updated on his latest ladies... so far there are only two. :)
More soon!
-Ash
Me: "A mummy."
K: "Oh, a mummy!" (Thinks for a second.) "Where's the Daddy?"
*****
"Mommy is having two babies! One for me, one for Mommy, one for Daddy, and one for Riese."
*****
I regularly hear him say things like, "This is [hot, fragile, etc], Mommy. Don't touch it, okay?"
Actually, he says, "Okay?" at the end of a lot of things, especially if he's giving orders. I wonder where he gets that from... haha... [looks in mirror]...
*****
We listen to alternative rock a lot. So much so that Keaton is starting to hear various songs and can pick out who sings them almost right away- usually Foo Fighters, Weezer, Green Day (he likes to argue with me on the name and call them Red or Purple Day), or the Beastie Boys. I may not win any Mother of the Year awards for this, but I have been told to let your kids listen to whatever you listen to (within reason)... I would much rather him listen to that that a lot of songs on mainstream radio these days! Anyway, there is a song called "Little Talks" by Of Monsters and Men. The chorus says, "Cause though the truth may vary This ship will carry Our bodies safe to shore." The other day in the car, I noticed he was singing it, but his version went something like, "A tooth may octopus..." and I laughed so hard he stopped singing and started laughing with me. I lost it at the octopus part... couldn't help it.
I should note that he also likes Queen and can sing almost all of "We Will Rock You" which is pretty awesome. :)
*****
The other day, he was in an especially pleasing mood (i.e. he wanted to "make Mommy happy"). He picked up all of Riese's toys/bones off the floor and put them in Riese's basket. I was shocked!!! He said, "I did it all by myself, Mommy!" This kid is going to be an EXCELLENT big brother! :)
*****
Keaton has started getting crushes on girls at school. He talks about them a lot, and even blushes when he does. He apparently sits a little too close to them when he should be working (haha!). The teachers keep me updated on his latest ladies... so far there are only two. :)
More soon!
-Ash
Monday, September 24, 2012
Almost 14 weeks!
Oh babies!!! So the shock is (slowly) wearing off, and reality is setting in. And those two little people in my tummy right now are GROWING. A lot. There are two pair of jeans that are officially down for the count now. Even the Belly Band can't help them anymore... they are just tight. I am now also going to the bathroom more often than my toddler. TMI? Just wait. LOL...
We are almost at 14 weeks now. The only real complaint I have, besides the stretching of various body parts, is the crazy K9 sense of smell I seem to have right now. Everything smells. Ironically, it's usually the dog that sends me over the edge and talking myself out of getting sick. With Keaton, I never got sick, but I thought about it a few times. Today, I was doing Keaton's laundry and came across some clothes that I apparently didn't wash out well enough after he peed after nap the other day... and I about lost it. I was actually saying to myself, "Don't do it! Don't get sick!!" And it apparently worked. But between that, and the dog (food, treats, and even sweat from playing outside), my stomach is doing flips today. Casey was kind enough to take off work a little early and come home to get Keaton and take him shopping so I could take a small nap. He set up a play date for the dog, and even brought home a Portillo's Chocolate Cake shake with dinner. He. Is. Awesome. I am spoiled. Life is good.
Now for the "Random Thoughts" section of the blog. Oh, who am I kidding... it's pretty much all random.
A few things not to do/say to pregnant women:
1) "You look like you are going to explode." (Good reason this is #1 on my list. Someone said this to me when I was only 5 months pregnant with Keaton, and it still pisses me off whenever I think about it!)
2) Actually, maybe it's better just not to comment on how big or small a pregnant woman is- or will be. We can all speculate that I'm going to be gigantic at the end of this... but hearing about it doesn't really make me feel better!
3) "You need to eat more." Sometimes there is this 'wall' that you hit when you are pregnant. There is either a lot of baby in there, or you feel nauseous, and sometimes you just can't fit anything else in there. I'm trying my best to stretch this stomach out and allow plenty of room for the little ones to grow, but sometimes I simply can't eat another bite! Talk to me in about 30 minutes and I'll probably be hungry again.
4) "You look tired." I am tired. And this can often be translated to mean, "You look like crap." Tread lightly, my friends.
There will be more, I'm certain. For now I'm heading to bed!
-Ash
We are almost at 14 weeks now. The only real complaint I have, besides the stretching of various body parts, is the crazy K9 sense of smell I seem to have right now. Everything smells. Ironically, it's usually the dog that sends me over the edge and talking myself out of getting sick. With Keaton, I never got sick, but I thought about it a few times. Today, I was doing Keaton's laundry and came across some clothes that I apparently didn't wash out well enough after he peed after nap the other day... and I about lost it. I was actually saying to myself, "Don't do it! Don't get sick!!" And it apparently worked. But between that, and the dog (food, treats, and even sweat from playing outside), my stomach is doing flips today. Casey was kind enough to take off work a little early and come home to get Keaton and take him shopping so I could take a small nap. He set up a play date for the dog, and even brought home a Portillo's Chocolate Cake shake with dinner. He. Is. Awesome. I am spoiled. Life is good.
Now for the "Random Thoughts" section of the blog. Oh, who am I kidding... it's pretty much all random.
A few things not to do/say to pregnant women:
1) "You look like you are going to explode." (Good reason this is #1 on my list. Someone said this to me when I was only 5 months pregnant with Keaton, and it still pisses me off whenever I think about it!)
2) Actually, maybe it's better just not to comment on how big or small a pregnant woman is- or will be. We can all speculate that I'm going to be gigantic at the end of this... but hearing about it doesn't really make me feel better!
3) "You need to eat more." Sometimes there is this 'wall' that you hit when you are pregnant. There is either a lot of baby in there, or you feel nauseous, and sometimes you just can't fit anything else in there. I'm trying my best to stretch this stomach out and allow plenty of room for the little ones to grow, but sometimes I simply can't eat another bite! Talk to me in about 30 minutes and I'll probably be hungry again.
4) "You look tired." I am tired. And this can often be translated to mean, "You look like crap." Tread lightly, my friends.
There will be more, I'm certain. For now I'm heading to bed!
-Ash
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Thought Overload
I think that when I wake up in the morning when Casey's alarm goes off... normally somewhere around 4:15 or so... and I have to roll out of bed (not literally yet, but soon!) because I have to pee... I should just go write in this blog. Because I lay there, for sometimes over an hour, and think. About all kinds of things. Some possibly logical. Mostly random and sometimes anxiety-inducing. But that's just how my brain works, and I've gotten fairly used to it.
Some of the things swimming through my head right now are the same things I've been thinking since Monday afternoon: How on Earth am I going to carry these too little kiddos inside me, especially for as long as they need to be in there?? I think that really is the thing that is the scariest right now. It's not about raising twins, because I'll worry about that when they are born. It's about getting them to the point where they are healthy enough to come out. I do realize the probability that I will end up on bed rest. I also realize that they will most likely come earlier than March 25th, I'm just hoping not too much earlier. Then I think about February and how Keaton's 3rd birthday might be affected. I know that Keaton is going to be an awesome big brother, but I also want to be sensitive to the fact that it is hard to be seen as an individual when you have twin siblings who get a large chunk of attention. Balancing time with him, allowing him to have alone time with each of us, and allowing him to help but not pushing him too hard.
It makes me teary-eyed to think about Keaton and how wonderful he has been. Really, I couldn't have asked for a better child. He is a smart, funny, independent, inquisitive, lively little man. His siblings are going to be so lucky to have him for an older brother. I'm not sure if all parents who have more than one child go through this, but I feel a tiny bit guilty knowing that we won't have our Mommy/Keaton time the way it is now. Please don't get me wrong, I am very happy and excited that he's going to have siblings! I just want to be sure to keep our bond strong, and I don't want him to feel left out. Admittedly, I am not the best at balancing things, but what better time to learn than now, right?
I do know that I tend to worry about things I can't control, so this may be very far-fetched... I just can't seem to get it out of my head. So why not blog about it? Ha. If there's one thing I have learned in the almost 31 years of existence, it's that I'm better off getting things out than letting them build up inside. So anyway... it's random, it's probably a little illogical, but there it is. All I can do is try my best, and take care of myself, and hope that everything goes well. A friend told me to "hope for the best, but expect the worst". I think the biggest thing for me, the chronic worrier, is not letting the worst get the better of me. So I'm going to enjoy my time with the current boys in my house, and take it one day at a time.
Now I'm going to work on my new License to Eat- Platinum Edition. Gotta stretch out this tummy so "Yin and Yang" have more space in there to grow. :)
-Ash
Some of the things swimming through my head right now are the same things I've been thinking since Monday afternoon: How on Earth am I going to carry these too little kiddos inside me, especially for as long as they need to be in there?? I think that really is the thing that is the scariest right now. It's not about raising twins, because I'll worry about that when they are born. It's about getting them to the point where they are healthy enough to come out. I do realize the probability that I will end up on bed rest. I also realize that they will most likely come earlier than March 25th, I'm just hoping not too much earlier. Then I think about February and how Keaton's 3rd birthday might be affected. I know that Keaton is going to be an awesome big brother, but I also want to be sensitive to the fact that it is hard to be seen as an individual when you have twin siblings who get a large chunk of attention. Balancing time with him, allowing him to have alone time with each of us, and allowing him to help but not pushing him too hard.
It makes me teary-eyed to think about Keaton and how wonderful he has been. Really, I couldn't have asked for a better child. He is a smart, funny, independent, inquisitive, lively little man. His siblings are going to be so lucky to have him for an older brother. I'm not sure if all parents who have more than one child go through this, but I feel a tiny bit guilty knowing that we won't have our Mommy/Keaton time the way it is now. Please don't get me wrong, I am very happy and excited that he's going to have siblings! I just want to be sure to keep our bond strong, and I don't want him to feel left out. Admittedly, I am not the best at balancing things, but what better time to learn than now, right?
I do know that I tend to worry about things I can't control, so this may be very far-fetched... I just can't seem to get it out of my head. So why not blog about it? Ha. If there's one thing I have learned in the almost 31 years of existence, it's that I'm better off getting things out than letting them build up inside. So anyway... it's random, it's probably a little illogical, but there it is. All I can do is try my best, and take care of myself, and hope that everything goes well. A friend told me to "hope for the best, but expect the worst". I think the biggest thing for me, the chronic worrier, is not letting the worst get the better of me. So I'm going to enjoy my time with the current boys in my house, and take it one day at a time.
Now I'm going to work on my new License to Eat- Platinum Edition. Gotta stretch out this tummy so "Yin and Yang" have more space in there to grow. :)
-Ash
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
I'm Pregnant. With Twins. No big deal.
Can I get a collective HOLY CRAP from the audience!?!?!?!?
Okay, here we go. Found out I was pregnant on August 1st. Casey was in the UK, and I broke down and told him over the phone because I was a tad bit overwhelmed. Puppy. 2.5 year old. Holy cow. Overwhelmed.
Rewind a bit to 6-7 months ago, when I was pregnant and then miscarried. That was hard, to say the least. So we decided that we would just let it happen when it is supposed to, and got a dog instead. THREE WEEKS after Riese blessed us with his presence, I apparently got pregnant. The best part about this was, given some irregularity after the miscarriage (sorry if TMI), I didn't actually know I was pregnant until 6 weeks in. I knew I was tired, but I figured that was because I was potty training a child and a dog at the same time. Running after both of them, trying to teach Keaton how to be nice to his puppy, and trying to stop Riese from chewing on Keaton. Attempting not to let the house cave in on itself. It was quite the task. So there I was again, overwhelmed.
Then I found out that I was not able to go to school this semester- my afternoon Studio class got canceled, and then I got word the same day that because I was pregnant, I shouldn't take the film photography class because of the chemicals. So no school for me. Disappointed, but I figure everything happens for a reason. I've gone back twice, I'll go back again, right? Right???? That was the day we told our parents, because I didn't want to have to lie about being in classes that I wasn't really in. We knew it was early, but we figured that because I really felt pregnant this time (unlike last time) there was a better probability that this would be viable.
So time went on. We didn't tell a lot of people, because we didn't want a repeat of last time. About two weeks ago, we heard a heartbeat. I will add that they found one heartbeat and didn't look for another. We were just so happy to hear it and know that things were going the way they were 'supposed' to.
Okay, now on to the biggest news- our first ultrasound. Keaton took an early and glorious nap yesterday, and woke up very happy and excited to go with Casey and I to see his baby brother or sister. (I'm only 12.5 weeks along, so we knew we wouldn't see the sex. At that point, Casey was still on the fence about finding out what sex the baby is- but I was pushing him pretty hard to find out. We were surprised with Keaton, but I want to know if I need to start buying girly stuff now!) We get to the doctor's office, and basically get right in to the ultrasound room. Right away, when the tech put the instrument on my stomach, I thought it looked like a lot of 'things' in there, but Casey and I both felt like maybe it was just other body parts. We are not Ultrasound techs, after all. I don't really remember hearing much else before and after the word "Twins". I sat there in disbelief. I honestly couldn't believe that there are two little humans- healthy and thriving- living inside me right now. People would joke around with me and say, "What if you have twins?" and I'd almost always reply with, "You can visit me at the state mental institution!" Never, ever did we think we would have 3 children. Twins. I'm not a very religious person, but I can't think anything other than the fact that God wouldn't have given us this if He didn't think we could handle it. And prayers are welcome, because I still have no clue how my little body is going to hold these two... but all I can do is take care of myself, eat well- and more often- and try to rest. I wish I could save up some of the energy and sleep I might get in the next 5 or 6 months and transfer it to when I will really need it after the babies are born.
Babies. Holy crap.
Other random thoughts. Will I look like Jabba the Hutt at the end of all of this? Who wants to come cook food for me and clean my house while I grow some babies? And the dog?!?!? What the hell am I going to do about this big, hyper, ever growing fur ball and three kids? And a fish?! And please send me some girl vibes, because I need some estrogen up in this house. Even the fish is male. One girl, that's all I'm asking. And if it's two boys, I will be happy still... but I'd really like a little girl. Anyway... what else... How will I go grocery shopping? How will I go ANYWHERE?? LOL.... do we just break down and buy a minivan now? A school bus? I don't know. Do we get a bigger house? Do we add on to the one we have? Do we move home? LOL... seriously, I can only laugh right now. Will I ever, ever sleep again? How do you feed two babies at once? Will I ever get to shower again? These are the things I was thinking about last night instead of sleeping.
A few other things: Yes, we are finding out the sexes. The tech wasn't sure, but she thought they were identical. Twins run in Casey's family, on his Mom's side. They are due March 25th. Keaton is really excited. Heck, we all are. :) I'm feeling pretty well so far- TIRED, hungry, and again, overwhelmed. But the best kind of overwhelmed you can be.
I am so very thankful for all of the love and support we have received so far already. I know that I could not do it without the positive, wonderful things people are sending our way. Encouragement goes a VERY long way!!! Thanks to all. Here goes nothing, folks!
-Ashley... and the babies. Holy crap.
Okay, here we go. Found out I was pregnant on August 1st. Casey was in the UK, and I broke down and told him over the phone because I was a tad bit overwhelmed. Puppy. 2.5 year old. Holy cow. Overwhelmed.
Rewind a bit to 6-7 months ago, when I was pregnant and then miscarried. That was hard, to say the least. So we decided that we would just let it happen when it is supposed to, and got a dog instead. THREE WEEKS after Riese blessed us with his presence, I apparently got pregnant. The best part about this was, given some irregularity after the miscarriage (sorry if TMI), I didn't actually know I was pregnant until 6 weeks in. I knew I was tired, but I figured that was because I was potty training a child and a dog at the same time. Running after both of them, trying to teach Keaton how to be nice to his puppy, and trying to stop Riese from chewing on Keaton. Attempting not to let the house cave in on itself. It was quite the task. So there I was again, overwhelmed.
Then I found out that I was not able to go to school this semester- my afternoon Studio class got canceled, and then I got word the same day that because I was pregnant, I shouldn't take the film photography class because of the chemicals. So no school for me. Disappointed, but I figure everything happens for a reason. I've gone back twice, I'll go back again, right? Right???? That was the day we told our parents, because I didn't want to have to lie about being in classes that I wasn't really in. We knew it was early, but we figured that because I really felt pregnant this time (unlike last time) there was a better probability that this would be viable.
So time went on. We didn't tell a lot of people, because we didn't want a repeat of last time. About two weeks ago, we heard a heartbeat. I will add that they found one heartbeat and didn't look for another. We were just so happy to hear it and know that things were going the way they were 'supposed' to.
Okay, now on to the biggest news- our first ultrasound. Keaton took an early and glorious nap yesterday, and woke up very happy and excited to go with Casey and I to see his baby brother or sister. (I'm only 12.5 weeks along, so we knew we wouldn't see the sex. At that point, Casey was still on the fence about finding out what sex the baby is- but I was pushing him pretty hard to find out. We were surprised with Keaton, but I want to know if I need to start buying girly stuff now!) We get to the doctor's office, and basically get right in to the ultrasound room. Right away, when the tech put the instrument on my stomach, I thought it looked like a lot of 'things' in there, but Casey and I both felt like maybe it was just other body parts. We are not Ultrasound techs, after all. I don't really remember hearing much else before and after the word "Twins". I sat there in disbelief. I honestly couldn't believe that there are two little humans- healthy and thriving- living inside me right now. People would joke around with me and say, "What if you have twins?" and I'd almost always reply with, "You can visit me at the state mental institution!" Never, ever did we think we would have 3 children. Twins. I'm not a very religious person, but I can't think anything other than the fact that God wouldn't have given us this if He didn't think we could handle it. And prayers are welcome, because I still have no clue how my little body is going to hold these two... but all I can do is take care of myself, eat well- and more often- and try to rest. I wish I could save up some of the energy and sleep I might get in the next 5 or 6 months and transfer it to when I will really need it after the babies are born.
Babies. Holy crap.
Other random thoughts. Will I look like Jabba the Hutt at the end of all of this? Who wants to come cook food for me and clean my house while I grow some babies? And the dog?!?!? What the hell am I going to do about this big, hyper, ever growing fur ball and three kids? And a fish?! And please send me some girl vibes, because I need some estrogen up in this house. Even the fish is male. One girl, that's all I'm asking. And if it's two boys, I will be happy still... but I'd really like a little girl. Anyway... what else... How will I go grocery shopping? How will I go ANYWHERE?? LOL.... do we just break down and buy a minivan now? A school bus? I don't know. Do we get a bigger house? Do we add on to the one we have? Do we move home? LOL... seriously, I can only laugh right now. Will I ever, ever sleep again? How do you feed two babies at once? Will I ever get to shower again? These are the things I was thinking about last night instead of sleeping.
A few other things: Yes, we are finding out the sexes. The tech wasn't sure, but she thought they were identical. Twins run in Casey's family, on his Mom's side. They are due March 25th. Keaton is really excited. Heck, we all are. :) I'm feeling pretty well so far- TIRED, hungry, and again, overwhelmed. But the best kind of overwhelmed you can be.
I am so very thankful for all of the love and support we have received so far already. I know that I could not do it without the positive, wonderful things people are sending our way. Encouragement goes a VERY long way!!! Thanks to all. Here goes nothing, folks!
-Ashley... and the babies. Holy crap.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Whatever you say, Mr. K!
So many funny Keatonisms I have missed lately! I will try to catch up... I even texted one to Casey the other night because I knew I would forget. (Also taken from various Facebook updates, which have helped me keep track of the funny comments.)
*****
He drew a face on the ground, and had to add what he called a "mush-beard". :) Goatee? Mustache? Beard? Who knows.
He had muffin crumbs all over his pajama pants after breakfast one morning, and Riese was trying to lick them off. Keaton said, "Mommy, he's like a vacuum!"
I walked out of the bathroom after my shower, and Keaton said, "Mommy, you done with your shower? You're not yucky anymore? Yay! I'm so proud of you!"
"Uncle Jer-my! Uncle Jer-my! He's a pretty guy."
Miracle of miracles, I got Keaton to bed before 8:30 one night. About 10 minutes after he laid down, I saw him get out of bed, so I met him at this bedroom door. He said, "Mommy, I need to talk to you. I need to go to school." I explained that it was still nighttime and he had just gone to bed. He had to look outside to make sure the sun wasn't up yet.
Casey and I regularly get cheers from him whenever we go to the bathroom. Usually it's, "Yay, Mommy/Daddy, you did it!" LOL...
I won't add details to this one, but yesterday while he was trying to go 'poo poo', he had to tell me exactly how his bottom worked. I had to hide in the hallway while he went so he wouldn't see me laughing. :)
During this process he also said, "There's a sound coming from my bottom, Mommy."
I am definitely forgetting something here... Mom/Dad, send me an e-mail if you remember one I forgot. :)
-Ash
*****
He drew a face on the ground, and had to add what he called a "mush-beard". :) Goatee? Mustache? Beard? Who knows.
He had muffin crumbs all over his pajama pants after breakfast one morning, and Riese was trying to lick them off. Keaton said, "Mommy, he's like a vacuum!"
I walked out of the bathroom after my shower, and Keaton said, "Mommy, you done with your shower? You're not yucky anymore? Yay! I'm so proud of you!"
"Uncle Jer-my! Uncle Jer-my! He's a pretty guy."
Miracle of miracles, I got Keaton to bed before 8:30 one night. About 10 minutes after he laid down, I saw him get out of bed, so I met him at this bedroom door. He said, "Mommy, I need to talk to you. I need to go to school." I explained that it was still nighttime and he had just gone to bed. He had to look outside to make sure the sun wasn't up yet.
Casey and I regularly get cheers from him whenever we go to the bathroom. Usually it's, "Yay, Mommy/Daddy, you did it!" LOL...
I won't add details to this one, but yesterday while he was trying to go 'poo poo', he had to tell me exactly how his bottom worked. I had to hide in the hallway while he went so he wouldn't see me laughing. :)
During this process he also said, "There's a sound coming from my bottom, Mommy."
I am definitely forgetting something here... Mom/Dad, send me an e-mail if you remember one I forgot. :)
-Ash
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