Potty Talk/Tell Me Why! I Don't Like Mondays.

We're battling potty talk in our house. I know we're not alone here, right? My boys think it's so funny to talk about butts and poop and toilets. Ahhh... The joys of parenting. This morning Josh starts a knock knock joke for the boys. It went: Knock knock-Who's there-European-European who-European in the toilet. There was another one about poop that I have wiped from my memory. I was the only one not laughing hysterically. Great. Right before school, too. Josh realized the possible repercussions of his joke and told the boys not to repeat it at school. HAH! We'll see how this plays out. A little while later, I took Afton for a walk and she was talking to herself, "Knock Knock. Who's there? I pee-pee toilet." Over and over in her sweet little voice for at least two city blocks. I DID crack a smile for that. I was pushing the stroller behind her, so she didn't know;)

Last night, we finished the whole bedtime routine. Josh and I were about to start a movie, when Ayden walked into the living room. When we asked him why he was out of bed, he replied, "Monday sucks." Oh. My. Gosh. Our little Ayden is learning too much. I guess he wasn't ready for the weekend to end and felt the need to express himself. I have to admit, I busted out laughing because this was a first for him and it threw me off. Josh asked him where he learned that word. His classmate taught it to him. Lovely.

Ian Is FOUR!

Birthday breakfast doughnuts before school. Mmmm!

Ian wanted rocket cupcakes for his school party, so he got 'em.

(Gotta love the Cricut machine;)

He did NOT want to turn four. He did NOT want ANYONE to tell him "Happy Birthday" and he especially did NOT want to be sung to (we did anyway, and he stuck out his bottom lip like Bubba from Forest Gump).

The following night was his official party at Chuck E. Cheeses.

Now he was happy about his birthday!

Don't you love Ian's flip up glasses?

Afton was prancing around in Ian's hat.

Ian would only go in the ticket blaster if Ayden went with him.

It was so funny watching this.

Gettin' down with the Chuckster.

I think this cake took me at least 5 hours.

I was pretty proud of my newly found cake carving skills.

When we started singing "Happy Birthday" to him, he was going, going...

GONE!

He was a good sport, he just doesn't like being in the spotlight-which is the total opposite of his big brother. We love our sweet, big, smart, strong, handsome, cool, snuggly, rocket-firetruck-train-alligator-crocodile loving Ian. He's such a joy to have in our little family. Happy birthday, Ian! You are four now, whether you're ready or not.

I Spoke Too Soon

Saturday was another good day for our family. Josh was still weak-day number 8 of the flu for him- and coughing A LOT but we didn't let that get us down. In the morning, we unrolled the couch bed and snuggled up to watch "Despicable Me". It took a lot for me to force myself to sit for that amount of time, but it was a much needed rest and great quality time with my sweet family. Later on that day we went to a birthday party, then hung out the rest of the afternoon. I was planning on taking the kids to church the next morning and Josh was going to stay home and cough up his lungs in peace. Welllllll, Afton decided that she wants us to go officially inactive and threw up ALL NIGHT. Don't you just love doing laundry and bathing kids in the middle of the night? It's so much fun! You should try it. So, we all stayed home. Again. Afton threw up all day Sunday. Thank goodness we have tile and wood floors or I'd be ripping up some carpet and throwing it to the curb. The boys are still okay, but I'm anxiously preparing for us all to start the vomiting. Afton was okay all day Monday and was able to keep food down, but this morning she was at it again, just when I was FINALLY ready to start walking with my walking buddies again. I should know better than to get my hopes up for ANYTHING during the winter months. On the up side, the medicine that Afton has been on has kept her lungs healthy through all of this mess. NO HOSPITAL VISITS. YAY!! However, I shouldn't jinx myself there either. Anyway, I feel like all that I post about lately is how sick my kids are, but that's what's going on, so that's the news you get. We had the sweetest people from church bring dinner for us last night. I cried when they called and said they were bringing over taco soup, homemade bread and brownies. I love nice thoughtful people. Dinner was delicious, and it tasted even better b/c I didn't have to cook it! We are not alone with the sickies. Robin & Brent have been suffering over at their house too with almost all of the same symptoms.

The flu, a bad cold, and a stomach virus are all hopping around our area, so do yourself a favor and stay away from everyone! Later folks. Think germ free thoughts!