Oh, Kids Say the Darndest Things!

Well, I haven't exactly succeed in my goal to post everyday. However, I have managed to remember highlights of the last few days.
Everett is sick and my poor little baby can't seem to get comfortable at any time. Pierce on the other hand is still as active as he can be. Last night he had the hiccups (which he calls piccups) for quite a while. As we were laying down in his tent (did I mention he's sleeping in a CARS tent these days?)we were both very quiet until I tried to scare the hiccups out of him. After I told him what I was trying to do he said, with a very whiny voice "Mom, you don't scare the hiccups out of me. I need them!" It was the funniest thing because he was so upset.
As cute as it was, he broke my heart this morning when he said "I don't love you anymore, mom" because I wouldn't let him watch tv. What are you supposed to do when your 2 year old says? Are you supposed to laugh or cry?
Teaching begins tomorrow. I hate working. I miss my boys. Oh well, only 4 more years!

Ok...It's Really Been Forever

Ok, today is a good day. I say that not knowing what the rest has in store for me.

I know we've been out of the bloging loop long enough to have another child move to a different state, get different jobs and be almost done with Medical School. But, we are back on track. This week, I realized what an asset blogs our if only for my own documentation. Kyle and I couldn 't remember Pierce at 1 year so, we went back and looked at our blog to discover that Pierce and Everett are developing about the same.

I have baby keepsake books for both kids but, not only are they in storage but, the boys are both toddlers (sort of) now and I don't recall having toddler keepsake books anywhere. There are little things that I want to remember. For example, today was PJ day in Pierce's class. I wasn't there but apparently there was a bg conflict because Pierce did not want to wear his jammies out of the house (he take after his mother). And after dad finally wrangled him and put his jammies on, he complained about how they did match (again like his mother, even though it was a set). It's little things like that that I want to remember. Hopefully this new blog will be upkept (if that's a word) and enjoyed by those who I can't be with often.

So far so good...wish me luck!