Wish Me Luck!!

Tomorrow will be the beginning of a very busy weekend for us! I'm asking that you wish me luck and say a prayer that my husband and I don't kill each other before Monday is over :)! We are both taking off from work tomorrow to start painting what will be the new baby girl's room (name ytbd) and then we have to get Grant's furniture into that room and paint his room. We also have to move furniture from our house to mom's, then some to storage, then some back from mom's, and some from the guest bedroom into our bedroom, that is after we rearrange the furniture in our bedroom... doesn't sound like much right?! All of this to do, and in case anyone didn't know, college football starts tonight. That's right, tonight! Who ever thought up Thursday night games seriously should be shot or at least tortured. Didn't they know that football already consumes my husband's Saturdays, and soon to be Sundays, Monday nights, and then they go and start Thursday night games. Pretty soon there will be football on every night of the week, and I'm not talking about old reruns on CSS. Which if you didn't know shows like 5 year old games regularly. You'd think there wouldn't be much of a viewing audience for these, but my husband tunes in regularly. He really is that into football!

Nothing involved in all of this work is too difficult, but my husband and I are sometimes way too much alike. Basically, we're both pretty stubborn, and of course, we both know the best way to get things done, or at least he thinks he does. Of course, I'm always right! I remember when we got Grant's crib and attempted to put it together. I was starting to wonder if we would both make it through that night alive. It was a little taxing. I think we'll probably have to take the crib apart, at least partially, in order to get it out of his room and into the other one. Hopefully, we will not have a repeat of that night. We are in sort of a hurry to get all of this done over this nice weekend because Grant's big boy bed and other furniture are supposed to be in next week. We thought it was going to take a little bit longer, but are glad it's going to be early rather than late. I can't wait to begin the process of getting him to sleep somewhere other than underneath me. I'm sure it will be an adventure!

I bought his new bedding yesterday, and he seemed really excited. He liked the basketball pillow most that sounds like it's breaking glass when it hits the ground. Most of all, he liked that the quilt is blue. When I told him we were going to paint his room, he was really excited, but he kept telling me mom, I want blue. Problem here is that his room is already blue! My grand idea is to paint it sort of a khaki color so that at least it will be somewhat neutral when we move out, hopefully in the not so far off future. It also matches his bedding really well. Anyway, I felt really horrible to be painting his blue walls khaki, but I found this blue quilt so hopefully that will suffice. I'll try to remember to take a before and after picture of his room. We've already taken the bed apart from the other room, so there's not much to photograph other than some yellow walls in there. They ought to be fun to paint over.

Anyway, between all of this house redecorating and moving of furniture and of course FOOTBALL, especially UT FOOTBALL, the weekend will be crazy and likely a bit stressful, so wish me luck!

Tattoos

This is just fair warning to any of you out there that may be sporting visible tattoos. If you are in the presence of my child, he will inevitably ask you, "Did somebody color on you?" Please don't take this as an insult! This is just his childlike way of explaining markings on you. I think it's pretty cute! Just another day with a 2 year old!

Week in Photos

Grant has been quite the character lately and really keeps us laughing. Here are just a few pics documenting our last week or so.

This is my little fireball posing for the camera, hands on hips and everything. His head isn't crooked, by the way. His glasses are. He's put them through the ringer!

The Boys just hanging out in the back of the truck. This is Andy's first true love (haha). She doesn't have a name, but he's had her since he turned 16! We'll be looking to part ways with her sometime soon, so let us know if you need a truck. Unfortunately, Grant has never gotten to take a spin in the ole girl, and I'm not planning on him doing that any time soon. We may have to let him ride in it once just so he can say he did at least once before we get a new ride.

Last night we went to the famous county fair. Grant has been before, but I seriously doubt he remembers it at all. His first fair trip stands out in my mind because I thought I'd seriously injured him when he was just 3 months old. I was walking to the gate from the parking area (aka a big bumpy field) when the cup holder on my oh so fancy stroller decided to detach and fell right onto my sleeping baby's head. It was traumatic to say the least, probably more so for me than for Grant. Anyway, he had a blast this year and got to do a lot more. He rode a pony all by himself and did great. He asked this morning when I left him to go to work if I was going to the fair. I guess he was thinking where else would I go when there's something that grand so close by? If it were only that simple!

This ride he begged to go on, even though he was technically too small according to their charts. The guy at the gate didn't flinch when he walked by, so I let him ride it even though I was not too crazy about the idea. He was pretty excited until the thing started going up and then dropping them. The look of fear in his eyes and on his whole face was heartbreaking! I felt like I'd totally betrayed him by letting him on this ride. It was the worst feeling ever. He didn't cry, but I could tell he really wanted to. He got off and told me he was scared of that. That's fine by me. I don't like those kinds of rides either. He's the 3rd one from the right in the picture above.

This was one of his favorites. He kept yelling that he was driving. He was so proud of himself. He could ride alot of the rides by himself, but some of them did require that we accompany him, and I'll be sooo glad when those days are over. I'm not a fair ride kind of girl! I cannot go around in circles even on the kiddie rides. I seriously thought I would get sick on the silly elephant ride. I don't know how these crazy people ride all of those other massive things. I would just be a puking mess! Enough about that! Have a great weekend.

Quote

Nothing much to report today.. just another week at our house with our crazy little boy. So today, all I'm sharing is a brief quote from Gilda Radner. I read her book, It's Always Something, when I was early on in high school, too young to really understand alot of what it is about. She died after a long struggle with ovarian cancer, and learned to live each day as if it was her first (or last). I enjoyed the book and wanted to leave you with a quote from her:

I wanted a perfect ending... Now, I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity. - Gilda Radner


So often, it's hard to really look at life in this way. Just food for thought.

New CD

I actually broke down and bought myself a new CD last week. I think the CD has actually been out for like 3 years, but it's been close to that long since I purchased a CD. I figure I can find something to listen to on the radio most of the time, and when Grant's in the car we listen to "his music," so no need for any CD's then. The CD I bought is by Amy Stroup called Here I Am. You can preview the songs on the cd here. I have never been a huge Christian music fan, but I absolutely LOVE this CD. I've just never been able to "connect" with Christian music before like I have other stuff, mainly country music. I've tried a couple of times to listen to more of it on the radio or whatever, but just never enjoyed it quite as much as some other stuff. Anyway, I love Amy's voice and her style. I think she writes all of her own songs, and actually, it appears that she has a newer CD out too. I just bought this one first. She may actually change me, and wow, how much more inspirational is it to listen to this stuff in the car than some of the other trash that they play?! It's definitely comforting at the end of a hard day (not a hard work day, thankfully there aren't too many of those anymore), but just an emotionally hard day, or when I need a lift. I really look forward to my short drives alone when I can really enjoy this music. Just thought I'd share. Hope you enjoy!

Celebrating the Small Victories

FYI --- you may think this post has a little TMI, so if the word "poop" bothers you, just stop reading now.

That was my disclaimer. This is just a brief post to say that we are celebrating some small victories at our house. This has been a weekend full of pooping in the potty! It all started Friday night while Grant was using the potty at a friend's house, and then yelled, "Mommy, there's poopy!" I went in the bathroom totally shocked that there actually was some in the potty. Saturday, I saw him squat to go, and caught him and we ran to the potty. Once again, SUCCESS! We have been lazily working toward Potty Training for several months, but we have not been too pushy, and this part of it has been particularly challenging. Actually it's been close to 4 months since this has actually occurred, so this is why we're celebrating.

Sunday morning before church, Grant asked if he could watch Nemo. We didn't actually have Finding Nemo, so I told him that if he would pee pee and poopy in the potty all day on Sunday, then we would go buy it. Nothing like bribery when it comes to PT. Grant did really well all day, and once again I caught him mid squat, but nothing had officially come out yet, so we ran to the potty, and had success #3! He asked immediately if we could go Nemo. Of course, how could I say no after that? Off we went to Best Buy, no luck! Then onto Target, no luck! I'm beginning to wonder, do they still sell this movie. So, on to trusty ole Wal-Mart we go. I was almost holding my breath at this point thinking I'd promised the undeliverable. Then finally the electronics guy found it, and again I was thinking success!

This morning when I dropped him off, I told his Nanny to take him to the potty pretty regularly and keep reminding him that candy was at stake if he'd poop in the potty again. I called a little while ago to check on him, and he's been dry all day, but not so good on the poop front. He went in his diaper and then yelled yea! Not quite what I'm looking for, but at least he's showing some excitement. I also forgot to mention that last night while watching Nemo I put some of his handy dandy Elmo undies on him and he was sitting in my lap. I felt something a little warm on my leg, and then Grant yelled, "yea, I did it." He had peed in his pants all over my lap. Oh well, I guess I can't ask for too much in one weekend. Like I said, we're celebrating the small victories. I didn't say we were leaving the house in underwear anytime soon!

Sorry for all the info, but this really is what my life consists of right now... pee and poop and where it ends up!

Freudian Slips

I couldn't resist posting this short video that showed up on my homepage today. Now you know what the preacher is really thinking about, hahaha. Click here to see the dirty preacher.