Shew! It's been a busy couple of weeks, filled with a long weekend with just The Mama and The Babies and lots of late nights and weekend working for The Mama as well (ergo, no posting for a while)! Things haven't quite calmed down yet but I did have a chance to download a couple of pictures from when Wes went out for a quick trip to visit his family, and wouldn't you know, that was the same weekend that we got our first snow of the year.

Emma was so excited, she could barely wait to go out. Unfortunately, it was only about 2 inches and mostly ice, so our plans to "build a Frosty" as Emma said, didn't go over so well.

But, she looked adorable all ready for the 'snow' anyway.

While The Squishy was taking his morning nap, Emma and Mommy ventured outside. While I attempted to shovel the snow ice, Emma was happy as a clam. Because the kids are growing like weeds, and its been an unusually warm winter, I hadn't purchased Emma any kind of snow suit. But wouldn't you know, she fit perfectly into a pair of her little brother's pants. One of the many benefits of having a tiny 2.5 year old and a ginormous 10 month old.

And if you are wondering, yes, Emma still needs to wear a hat during story time at night. :)

The Great Decontamination of 2012

This has been a busy week (ergo the very short blog posts) and I hope to catch up soon but my usual blog time in the evenings after the babies are in bed has been filled with work. Ugh. Last weekend though, we had quite the incident that is too funny to not post about.

A little background first...because of Emma's VUR, there are a couple of things that are going on now, one of which is her daily dose of Miralax. Yup. We really tried to avoid this but we were told by her pediatric urologist that this is the age range that the VUR will heal itself (if its going to). Constipation however, will stop the healing process so its very important that Emma "keeps things moving".

Now, if you are a mom that has been through the toddler stage, you know that their eating patterns are all.over.the.map. Emma will go three days acting like an endless pit, then will barely eat for a week, which obviously doesn't mean good things for her digestive system. We have tried a lot of different things to help, dried fruit, lots of liquid, adding more fat into her diet, etc. But the toddler-ness that is Emma Kathryn wins.

So, we had to put her on a daily dose of Miralax which does the trick. It's Emma's "Special Juice".

Now, remember that The Squishy is now ten months old and into e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.

Yeah, I bet you can see where this is going.

One day last weekend, Emma was drinking her "Special Juice" and got distracted by a shiny object something very intellectually stimulating. Well wouldn't you know, that Speedy Gonzales The Squishy crawled himself right over to her sippy cup and before Wes and I could do anything, had downed some of the special juice.

Uh.Oh.Spaghettios.

This happened right about when I came across the new Crappy Pictures blog. So I was inspired to try my hand at my own Crappy Picture to document the scene with Mommy and Squishy just a few hours after The Great Special Juice Incident of 2012.

That's right. All you moms out there know the walk. Where you immediately activate the eyes in the back of your head so that you can see where you are going while you are walking in one direction, while facing the other - all while holding the poop-covered child as far away from you as possible, in order to avoid the smell as much as possible.

I still have nightmares about the mess that ensued. ::: shutter :::

You wouldn't have even been able to tell that the massive blowout had even occurred with Squishy's behavior because he was just as happy as a clam. I think the smell and the sight of the poop that was soaking through his onsie half way up his back hit us at the exact same time. Activate Code Squishy.

And so began The Great Decontamination of 2012. Needless to say, Squishy now has one less onsie then he did last week.

PS: This is also why we haven't attempted to potty train Emma yet. Because potty training + miralax = a disaster waiting to happen.

The Naughty

My Emma Kathryn

My Emma Kathryn is two and a half now, and I wish I could carry around a video camera all day because I don't want to forget one minute of the big personality, thats jam packed into this one tiny package.

Every night before bedtime, we go upstairs to brush our teeth and read a few books in bed. Lately, Emma has decided that she wants to wear a hat while we read books. 

She is such a girly girl. She LOVES shopping and is starting to love to put "outfits" together. This is usually what happens when she comes upstairs with Mommy to clean her room or put laundry away. Everything she sees, she wants to wear.

What you can't see, is the polka-dot, size 12 month shorts that she is sporting under her skirt.



My love. My Emma Kathryn.