A time to share...

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.

Potty Training!

Ah potty training.

The preparation:

Me: Buying Thomas the train underwear, buying kid friendly carpet cleaner, buying stickers, printing out potty chart, getting the bathroom prepped, and pulling out all absorbent rags.

Noah: Nothing.

The training begins:

Me: Using said carpet cleaner, rags and stickers! Meaning Noah is a potty going success (only if naked, sigh, not so good for out of the house trips).

Noah: Going potty! Getting stickers! Enjoying the freedom of running naked around the house!

As for the rest of it...well that is taking a lot more patience. He does great at home but once we head out he has many accidents which then means many trips to the public washroom. But one step at a time! As for now we are cheering on his successes.

End Result:

Stickers for Noah. Patience training for Mommy and Daddy. A win win situation!!

Wrestle Mania

And so it begins...

It's a whole bunch of fun until you get sat on. Looks like Noah won this match!

The Switch

Proof!

A few nights ago our boys started sharing a room. And it went off without a hitch. And then night two came along, ugh...but they have surprised us with how well they do go down. Lights may go on and off, we may hear a bit of giggling, and some screaming, but for the most part night time is no different than usual. Yay!

Mornings are a different story. We are working on that one because no one in this household (Kelly and I) want to wake up at five. And who want's grumpy kids all day because they haven't slept? No me!