Lukey

Lukey.  

He is over two now.  Makes him seem so big when I say that.  I just finished his first year photo album; I had such a great time reminiscing over those precious 12 months...time sure went quickly.  

Now he is over two.  And independent.  Except for when he get's an owie.  Then he reverts back to needing a lot of hugs, kisses (usually on the spot that hurts), and just a lot of loving.  No complaints here!!

He is our chatterbox.  He loves to talk.  And says yes with the cutest little lisp at the end.  He also says no, a lot, but it's still cute as well because he doesn't say just a no, he says nope.  Do you want some yogurt Luke?  Nope.  Do you want some cheese?  Nope.  This can go on for a long, long time, I should just start with cookies.  He also loves to talk about trains, cars, fire trucks (any red vehicle he sees is a fire truck), and sometimes he will just talk on and on about who knows what because we don't understand a word of it.  He also has started to sing.  That is something so sweet to listen to.  Our current overplayed CD is one from Sovereign Grace, "God loves a generous heart, a generous heart, for it's a heart like His own heart, a heart like (and this is where Luke sings loudly) His Own!  

Luke adores babies.  I am so excited for Luke to meet our new baby boy, Micah, Hudson, Daniel?...poor guy we have still not chosen his name.  Anyhoo Luke does like babies.  He, I must admit, is a bit on the rougher side of loving, come's maybe from being over 30 pounds and having an older brother?, but he is a lover.  He will ask first, Hug?, then absolutely lay himself over the carseat, with baby in it, to give them a hug.  He also retrieves toys and paci's and shoves them in the baby's face or hand.  As I write this I am seeing some work needs to be done on what gentle is.  But I love that he does have that interest and care for little one's.  

Luke is our child that love's to play off by himself.  He get's a short break when Noah is at preschool three times a week and that is when I see him relax and just play.  Usually he is on the defense making sure no toys are taken from him.  But with Noah gone he will line up his trains and play (I think I am always a bit shocked by this since our Noah is the polar opposite when it comes to playing).  

At the same time it is also nice for him to have Noah to play with.  I mean there are those moments where I can hear myself saying, please, please, please just play together without snatching, wrestling and biting!!  Biting has become their weapon of choice these days. The worst was when I took Luke's diaper off (potty training is beginning) and saw on his sweet little behind a nice set of teeth marks.  Ouch.  But on the other hand there are moments of sweet playtime together.  Or moments where they think one another is the funniest thing ever!  I am grateful for more of these moments...

So that is our Lukey in a little nutshell.  

More to come....

Baby 3...

31 weeks along!!

I am looking forward to meeting our sweet baby boy.  This pregnancy has been full of many wonderful moments...minus my feet swelling and heart burn, I have truly enjoyed this pregnancy.  And knowing that baby's are a lot easier to care for inside than out!  But that being said I also look forward to finally holding this one AND being on the other side of a c-section...

So c-sections.  I have been having numerous dreams about c-sections.  Hey I have been having crazy dreams all along...this is the pregnancy for dreaming I guess.  Last two pregnancies I don't remember one dream I had?  This time I have had surgeries everywhere (and I don't exaggerate; I am not sure if having a baby at Starbucks would be considered a sterile environment but then again I could always order a frappucino afterwards, very convenient!!)  I have even had a surgery where half way through I decided I didn't like the hospital so we packed up and headed to a different one!  That was a super elaborate dream that I woke up from thinking...oh my.  I am for sure asking for calming drugs beforehand!  As for my other dreams...well I did get a coffee date with Matt Damon.  Which was quite a nice break from my crazy c-section dreams.  Kelly asked me why he wasn't invited.  Sorry but it's Matt Damon.  And quite honestly I can't remember much from that dream except a lot of people came up to ask for autographs.  Which became very annoying since it was MY coffee date dream.

But our delivery date is officially set for this baby.  If all goes according to plan we will be having another sweet boy on June 18th, a Monday morning, at 7am!  My doctor was thrilled, she likes getting Monday morning slots, and said, hey by noon you can even have some lunch!  I should have mentioned the Starbucks dream, maybe that could include a fru fru coffee drink as well!!

Heidi



 

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the big move....again.

I may have posted about this last year?  I can't quite remember but we moved our boys in together sometime last year and rather quickly moved them back to their own rooms.  I was not pregnant at the time so there seemed to be nothing pressing having them in the same room.  We just thought it would be cute.  But cute it was not, more like a nightmare that lasted for a month until we ended it.  And then we all started sleeping through the night again...

But there is something pressing this time.  So alas we try it again.

So far we are into night four and things are fantastic!!  Fantastic that is if you are Luke and Noah who every night get to party it up by yelling and jumping on their beds.  Then wake up at a nice early hour just to resume the party!  In the midst of it though, as Kelly pointed out, there is a sweetness to it.  Usually it start's with Luke shouting, NOAH, and then we hear Noah answer, Yes Yuke?  And then Luke will jabber on, and then they both laugh hysterically. It is fun to hear them enjoy one another.  But it is too bad we have plan's to squash the party atmosphere.  For now we listen and enjoy their newfound joy in yelling each other's names all night.

Swiper stop Swiping!

I love Noah.  He makes me laugh.  And sometimes the laughter is after the embarrassment has worn off...

Last week we were able to meet up with Stephanie and baby Addie for a play date.  I chose the spot, Chik fil a, because I knew my boys would mostly be busy playing in their playground and then we could, finger's crossed, visit a bit.  Also I was hoping for Addie holding time.

We were sitting and visiting outside the play area, the boys were inside, love that it is virtually sound proof.  And Noah come's up to our table obviously eating something he was enjoying, and since all the food that I had for them was on our table, and he had not been at our table for a while, I got suspicious.  Um, Noah where did you get that food from?  Good thing about Noah is he will be very honest.  As he is enjoying whatever is in his mouth, he goes over to a table with a very stunned looking Dad and his daughter, sitting there.

Oh no.

So I asked, did my son eat something off of your table????  From the look on his face I knew he had, he sort of stammered and said, um, he came up to our table and took a huge scoop of the fruit salad and ate it.

Oh Noah.

Well I offered to buy him another.  He graciously said it was okay.  I so wish I had a camera because the look on that poor man's face was camera worthy.  I tried to explain to Noah that taking food from someone else's table was poor etiquette.  I am hoping he understood (please, please, please).  To make matters even more embarrassing is that later back in the play area Luke basically could not stop hugging this same man's little daughter.  I tried to keep him away but he was in love with her, he especially loved her pigtails, eventually the older brother (who's salad Noah had swiped) came over and told Luke off.  It was hilarious.  Big brother trying to tell a one year old, hey that's my sister!  Stop hugging her!  All I could think was that poor Dad, probably had this nice quiet day planned out with his kids and then the Cassaday boy's arrive.

Heidi

This Week...Sept 26 and onwards.

Well it has been a bit of a tough week in the Cassaday household.  If you caught my outburst that I posted, and then promptly deleted, you probably get the drift that I was upset.  Still sort of upset.  But slowly with much prayer, ice cream, and contemplating, things are better.

So what else is happening besides the drama in my head?

Noah is soon to be a preschooler!  Luke has discovered he likes to climb, and Kelly planned a HUGE surprise that I now know about.  Oops.

Kelly and I just got back from the big, did he get in, preschool meeting!  The big meeting that was supposed to happen last week but due to a surgery was pushed to this week.  There were four members of the team, each told us how Noah scored on his standardized testing.  There were colored charts, decisions to be made and papers to sign.  And when it was all said and done, Noah was accepted!  Yay for him.  He will be going three days a week, from 11:30 to 2:00, at the school right behind our house.  We are excited, I told him he was going to preschool and he basically jumped up and down then headed for the front door.  Hard to explain to a three year old that he would have to wait a couple of weeks!  Thankfully this will give me a few weeks to prepare my heart, and get him to start wearing clothes again.  He loves to be free since we started potty training, free to run and be naked.  Great for him, awfully embarrassing for those who come to our door unexpected.

Luke is slightly in love with climbing tables.  Lately I will leave to room to come back and find him standing on top of the table, looking very sweet and angelic.  It seriously makes my heart stop every time I see him there.  He thinks it is a great trick.  Oh and yesterday I found him sitting in our bathroom sink, with the water spilling over, and he was happily playing away.  Oh Luke.  You may be short and husky for your age but somehow you can hoist those chubby little legs up and proceed to do things I never thought you would do.  By the way I know where you are learning these things from.

And my sweet hubby is taking me away!  Yippee.  It is our 5th wedding anniversary on the 7 of October, and we are going to Las Vegas for a few days.  He had it all planned out, and somehow things slipped (he is awful at keeping secrets), and I found out.  Oh and just to add some more excitement to the mix, my parent's are flying in to watch the boys and then hang out for 10 days.  How much fun!  Is it bad that the one thing I truly look forward to while we are there is sleeping in and eating/sitting in a restaurant for more than 20 minutes?

Viva Las Vegas!

Heidi

This week in the Cassaday household....

Another eventful week of: more potty training, throwing up at the doctor's office and pushing children into the pool.

Well potty training continues and it has been a successful week, hooray!! Noah is definitely a potty going master, as long as it's one and not the other. The other still get's smeared around the house but Kelly, my very optimistic hubby, say's 'at least we didn't replace the old carpet!' And I have to agree because as I scrub the stains out I think to myself, I probably would be crying a lot harder if these carpets were new. But we cheer his successes and still dole out the stickers. Luke has recently gotten into the spirit of potty training himself. Today he peed all over the back of our couch and then asked me for a sticker. Sorry buddy. No sticker for you and I have specific instructions from the pediatrician NOT to potty train an 18 month old. The thought has crossed my mind. Until he peed all over the couch.

This week was Luke's 18 month well check! Only a month late...hey it's summer. There we were waiting for Luke's appointment and my sweet little Noah was pointing at the fish tank yelling, NEMO, then he looks at me with a funny look and proceeds to throw up. Huh? Well needless to say the nurse looks at me and says, who are you here for?? Oh and to make matter's even better we threw up over on the well side, not the sick side. I am pretty sure that I was not the most popular parent that day. Thankfully we got another appointment later in the day, Noah stayed home, and Luke was weighed (75%) and measured (50%). So basically we have a linebacker on our hands because the boy is stocky (professional opinion). It seems that my boys builds are destined for football. I am still rooting for hockey myself...

And lastly.

Noah loves to go to swim class. Noah loves to drive his teacher nuts. Noah apparently likes to push his poor swim mate into the pool. Noah gets in BIG trouble because swim mate was petrified of jumping in. Mother sits mortified and prays the parent's of such swim mate won't start yelling at me. Thankfully those parent's just laughed. Sigh. Oh Noah.

It has been so nice to be home again. Oh and we have grass in our backyard! A big project that my hubby was secretly working on while we were away. We all are looking forward to cooler weather and some outside play time!

Tune in next week.