Birthday Boy

Today a certain fella turned 2. So you know a cheesy, lovey dovey post is headed your way.

He got to have birthday cake for breakfast.
His sister managed to benefit too.
He got a few phone calls in the morning. The first was Grama, and he happily listened to her singing.
But then he was over the phone calls and yelled "NOOOOO!" for the rest of the calls he got in the morning. Although after Tyra and I hung up he decided to call her back and was willing to talk for a minute. But it got a little too lovey dovey for him, so he got embarrassed and started playfighting me to prove his masculinity.

Paige knew an Elmo balloon (Jess wanted the Buzz Lightyear one for him, but it was already halfway deflated in the store) was hiding in the baby nursery, so we could all give it to him when Jess came home at lunch. She whispered to me about it all morning, making SURE she'd be the one to present it to him when the time came. She also went to check that it was still floating, several times.
Paige also wrapped up a couple of his favorite toys (that he already owns), and she wrapped them in a diaper changing pad. Haha. But she ordered him "OPEN IT!" He said "Okay" and happily opened up his firetruck, and a little bit later his stuffed puppy "Dio". (Named after Tyra's ACTUAL puppy Dio) He opened it up and was happy to find him inside. He said "MY DIO!" and hugged him to his chest.
Don't mind pants-less Paige.

Tonight Caso got a couple of his real gifts early. His new bike. Finally in more boyish colors.And a Diego dvd, which he asked to watch right away. "We watch, mama?!"
We finished off the night with a trip to Sonic for some ice cream. He was eating his vanilla, AND a chocolate chip cookie Jess had brought along, and he smiled and said "I happy."

My boy. As usual, I can't believe how big you're getting. You speak to us in full sentences now, in your AWESOME voice. You're SO smart.

You make all of us laugh. HARD. EVERY day.

You really are going to make a wonderful husband for someone, someday. SUCH a boy, but so sweet and affectionate. You randomly throw your arms around us for some serious hugs, faces smashed together and everything. You give some good kisses too. But JUST when you've given tons of love out, you turn all boy again, and start running around attacking us all and cracking us up.

You're also so thoughtful. You make sure Paige gets her share of everything, and offer us bites of whatever treat you're having.

The way you love babies I know you're going to be a great big brother, even if you aren't going to love sharing me all the time.

You're so happy and sweet, and enthusiastic about everything.

On top of all that you have beautiful big brown eyes and the cutest smile. We think you're the most handsome boy ever. You're a "CHAWMA!" We love you so much. We pretty much live for you two. Happy birthday boy.

Hyper Guy

Cason was crazy hyper last night, and was again tonight for some reason. He got all wild and just ran around attacking us all, ignoring everything we say.

That there is a ridiculously long video of him getting wild. Feel free to stop watching when you want. Or never start watching if you want.

P.S. any Gramas worried about him having a violent side, he wasn't really biting. He's just snapping his teeth at us like he's a tiger.

Neighbor Pickle

Paige uses the word "neighbor" to mean "person". It has nothing to do with where you live, to her. A week or so ago she kept asking me what lives in space. I said "Stars." She asked what else so I said "Planets". Finally she goes "and little green neighbors?" Haha.

Tonight Jess was eating a sandwich, and he had a pickle too. He'd eaten half of it, so one end was flat and it was sitting upright on his plate. Paige goes "Haha, your pickle is standing up, like a neighbor."

75 % Baked

I'm 30 weeks today. For a while it felt like it was going by pretty fast, but it's starting to go more slowly now. Not that I'm one of those people who can't wait to go into labor so they don't have to be pregnant anymore. I think everyone but me feels that way at the end. I must be a pretty big wuss because I NEVER feel ready for the pain of labor, no matter how tired and gigantic and uncomfortable I get at the end. Although I do get excited about the whole experience, because it is pretty cool, as painful as it is. THEN of course you have a baby, which is quite worth it.

Anyhoo, here's my super flattering 30 week pic:
I also have a little fellow turning 2 on Wednesday. Crazy. If this one comes before the due date, which they all have so far, I'll have 3 children under 4, for at least a few days. Weird.

Another Weekend Ends :(

We have a couple busy weekends coming up. Lots of birthdays and baby showers. So we made this a pretty lazy weekend.

Car rides. (She was pretty sad Jess went into a gas station without her)
Pudding.
Playing and eating at Burger King.
Church at the park today, and then home for swimming.
We also have a chocolate pie chilling in the fridge, to help me fend off my Sunday evening blues.

Heroes

Today was lazy. We slept in like the olden days. Paige and Cason did some painting.
Paige did a picture of Gia.
Cason just did some lovely colors, and told me it was "pretty".
He's so funny lately, just being a weirdo. He put this beanie on the other night and walked around saying weird stuff and looking at us with binoculars. Then he got all cuddly and sweet and got up on the couch with me. We were just cuddling quietly for a minute and then he told me "I so happy." :) That's the best.
He's also really into heroes lately. Last night we went to Smiths, and when I got him out of his carseat he saw a car pulling out of it's space halfway across the parking lot. He yelled "CAR MAMA! WATCH OUT MAMA!!" and tapped me on the back to get me to run. I said "Oh thanks, you're my hero, aren't you?" and kissed his cheek. He was all proud. He smiled and said "I HERO."

Then today we were waiting for Jess at work, and the kids were playing in the car. Cason crawled way in the back, and was trying to climb back up with us when I heard him go "HELP MAMA!" I turned around and I could tell he really was upset and needed help. So I went around to the back of the car and opened it up. His sandal was wedged into a baby seat so he couldn't move. I got it free for him and he climbed to the front seat. When I came back up front and sat down he smiled really big at me and said "YOU SAVE ME!" I started laughing and told him "Yeah, I'm YOUR hero." He smiled again and said "You HERO, me." I guess that meant I was a hero FOR him, or TO him or something.

Cat Coma

We're babysitting Rylee, but she's in the playpen falling asleep, so I'll make up for not blogging last night. Last night Cason didn't get a nap, and then he fell asleep at 6 pm, which is WAY too late for a nap. We tried waking him up a couple of times, but he just cried with his eyes closed because he was WAY too tired. He had been going to bed late and still waking up early for several days, so I think he was catching up. THEN we decided to go get ice cream, partly because I just wanted some, but also thinking he'd wake up happily for that. We bought some oreos for Paige, and when we tried waking Cason up he just cried and said "No". So he slept on. Then 8:00 rolled around, and he kept on sleeping. Then 9:00. Then 10:00. Finally we just went to bed. He slept until 9:00 this morning. Weird.

They're still sleeping with us, because our house is hotter than ever the last few days. Because of his weird night we didn't do a bath, so they both fell asleep with whiskers on. They were cuddling when I checked on them this morning.