"And a cherry on top for my mommy, please!"

Kids say such adorable/funny/insightful things. There are so many things that I wish I had jotted down because when I go to tell the story knowing something hysterical/cute/scary happened, it completely slips from my mind. So, I am hoping to capture more of those quotes and note them here to help jog my pregnancy brain (no- I'm not pregnant- but I just never lost the lack of brain part of the pregnancy, or the belly- sigh...) but the kids are worth it- and here is why---

Here's a quick story from last night. My mom and I decided to take Aidan out for a date last night. David had Owen out of town to pick David's mom up from the airport as she is in to see her mom who is very ill. They were getting home very late at night so I wanted to take advantage of my alone time with Aidan.

We went to a local restaurant/ice cream place. Aidan ordered his own dessert from the waitress... and this is what he said:

"I would like white ice cream with chocolate syrup and a cherry on top for my mommy, please."

What I found especially endearing is that this was not prompted at all... he just knew he didn't want the cherry, but figured I might (I'm guessing he figured this because he also doesn't like whip cream, and I am usually more than happy to help him out with that).

I just love those little guys!

May???

How did that happen?? Here are some pictures from Easter day... the last time I got my camera out. Yikes- I'm slipping!
Typical Owen... falling over, getting bumps... sigh...

I added this because Aidan just looks so grown up to me... pushing the stool over to wash his hands after going potty! Poor kids, do I really have to document EVERYTHING? (Don't mind the snowman soap dispenser... It still had soap, so I wanted to use it up rather then trying to pour it into a different dispenser- aka- laziness!)

Instead of surgery...

We went to bed early last night... about 9:30, and the boys were already in bed, in preparation for our 3:30 wake up to get to the hospital in time for the 6:30 check in. Just as I was about to go to sleep, I heard Owen whining and went to check on him. Just as I did, he threw up all over his bed, himself, and kept on going.... poor little guy. So, we weren't really sure what to do... check in at 6:30, kind of late to cancel the surgery. David called the doctor and he suggested we reschedule because we don't know if Owen is sick. So, for the second time, we have cancelled the boys surgery due to illness at the VERY LAST MINUTE... I'm sure they love us. Ugh.

Owen woke up this morning feeling pretty okay. Very runny nose, more then he has had- so for that reason too, I'm glad we rescheduled. Aidan is also very runny- and worse then yesterday too. He is also complaining of a stomach ache on and off.

Among all of the yuckies, we did have some fun today! We listened to music (the first picture is of the boys picking out their music on the kitchen stereo), and went outside- played in the sand box, tried climbing trees, we looked for flowers blooming and rode bikes.

Owen is now going on 2 1/2 hours of a nap, and not stirring, I think he is worn out. Aidan said he is tired, but stated, "It is not dark, it is not night night time!" so he will not nap. I even offered to nap with him (wasn't that generous?) he didn't think that was as good an idea as I did... so he is playing a game, and I am writing on the blog.

I'm going to go keep him company- here are some pictures from today:

Boys to men??

It's been a while since I have posted... boys are still growing like weeds, time is still flying by. We've battled a few illnesses, one that post-poned their surgery to this week Thursday (it was originally scheduled for February). They are getting their boy surgery- didn't get it done when they were born: Aidan because we would have had to go back for it because he was in NICU when he was born, then he had his hip surgery at 3 months- so we just opted not to. Owen, because Aidan didn't have it and it's an "unnecessary" surgery. However, now, it appears necessary because they both have had a little trouble. So, we go Thursday, arrival time 6:30am and it's 1 1/2 hour drive. THAT's an early morning. Especially considering daylight savings SPRING AHEAD was today. But, I like the early morningness of it too because they can't eat/drink etc before hand. It will be Owen's first surgery, so I'm a bit freaked out about that. Aidan's a pro (poor little guy) so a little less worried- still worried though (it's in my nature- thanks mom!)

So, here we are, heading into spring of 2010... doing some re-modling of the house (does it ever end?) and spring cleaning. I love this time of year for that purpose. Purging of the winter blahs mentally and physically! Ahhh.... spring is in the air!!

Here are a few recent pictures of the boys!

Happy Valentine's Day!!

13 Years... David and I shared our 13th valentine's day today! It's almost unimaginable- how quickly this time has passed- and how the years add up. Sounds so cliche, perhaps that is why it is a cliche, right?

The boys decided to be one another's valentines... Owen said, "Daddy you are mommy's Valentine, mommy is daddy's Valentine, Aidan is my Valentine... Aidan, are you MY Valentine?" A little love bug. They all are! They make me itchy with love daily!

(It's Valentine's Day... I'm supposed to be a bit sappy...)

I failed my Pop Quiz...

Yesterday morning while getting ready to leave for the day, Aidan was quizzing me. I have gotten used to this. He typically quizzes me on spelling of words, simple addition, etc. He wants to see if I know the answer. I often purposely get the answer wrong (or say I don't know) to see if he actually knows the answer, which he typically does. If I get it wrong, he will gently tell me the correct answer: "no mommy, 1 plus 1 is 2, NOT 3." Sometimes he says, "it's okay mommy, you just have to practice."

So, yesterday, Aidan said: "Mommy, what is five, two times, plus two?"

I said: "9" (Thinking that he was actually asking me 5 + 2 + 2, because of course he is not thinking in terms of multiplication yet, right? But I was checking by answering what I thought he was asking me "correctly")

Aidan said: "No, I said 5 TWO TIMES plus 2! That means 5 plus 5 plus 2. So that makes 12."

This kid amazes me! He has such a math brain... just walking around the kitchen spouting this stuff off. I still use my fingers to figure stuff out. (Oh dear- I know who won't be helping him with math homework- thank goodness for David's complimentary math brain!)

I think little brother is on that track too. He is picking up on his brother's counting- although he is definitely not as interested in it as Aidan. But I am watching him trying to make sense of it. He knows he is three. He compares things in his life to how many years old he is.

I think this happened yesterday morning too. Owen was at the table eating grapes. He pointed to his grapes- and there were three left. He said: "Look mommy, the grapes are three years old!" (Yikes!)

Bubble wrap??... Football helmets??... Charmin???....

'm looking for suggestions on how to keep my boys from serious injury. Seems we have rung in the new year with some medical emergencies- that- thankfully, were not worse and did not require ER visits... just an anxious mom doing the waking up every couple of hours throughout the night concussion checks.
It all started with Aidan. We have a sort of landing at the base of our stairs, between the living room and kitchen. He was walking from the kitchen to the living room and somehow tripped and with some momentum behind him because it is a two step landing- he caught a corner of the coffee table behind his ear. Thankfully on a bony area of his head. Here's some proof after the swelling went down.

Then, of course, Owen couldn't be outdone by his older brother... so New Years day- he went out to our kitchen to talk to daddy who was doing the dishes and he was trying to round a corner to quickly. His feet slid from under him and he landed square on his face, chipping his front two teeth. David took him to the dentist the following Monday- and they decided not to touch it right now- not doing any harm really- didn't get down to the root. Then that night- Owen fell with his face into the stair and put his tooth almost through his lip.... (I don't have photographic proof of that- but trust me, it was ugly).


So, really, any suggestions??