Date Night

Okay, it's no joke that when your husband is in grad school, and your cashflow is minimal, and you have two kids under the age of 2, that date nights are non-existent.

So we decided to change that last week. And since we aren't too original, we decided to recreate one of our first dates.

Feast your eyes on our soap sculptures.

The category was animals and we picked what the other person would carve. Here is Kyle's sea-turtle emerging out of the water.

And this is my...well...it ended up being a hexa-pus.

I tell you, those legs were popping off all over the place. :)

And we've been accused of not being very romantic, so we did it all by candlelight.

Kyle now has fun sea creatures to keep him company in the shower. :)

Raising up Baby

You know those cute pictures of older siblings holding the baby of the family? The really cute ones that make your heart go all mushy and make you feel like everything is good and right in the world?

Yeah. I want some of those.

So I did a test run with Avery and one of her dolls.

And she did pretty good!

She actually did so good feeding the baby a bottle...

that she quickly upped her game to giving two!

Followed by a quick burping session. (Seriously, this is adorable!)

And since Avery never used a bottle herself before,

she gave it a try.

Like I said, I was pretty impressed with her. Sure there were a few headlocks to the newborn in the process...

but overall, she was a pretty good big sister!

We'll see how she does when we try her out with Sawyer! 

I might put a football helmet on him though.

Just to be safe.

Kids in Action

Alright, my kids are pretty amazing. And here is some visual proof of it.

Sawyer is one squawky, drooly, smiley, tummy time loving, tongue chewing kiddo. Like I said, he's amazing!

And Avery. Well she is one clean, obedient, clementine loving, teeth utilizing, creative toddler.

Yup, amazing!

3 months and counting.

Winter seems to be no one's favorite season.

And I completely understand why.

Our family is going into our third month of sickness. Not that we've had the same illness for three months. No, nothing that miserable.

But I am not kidding when I say I can count on my two hands how many days all four of us have been healthy. It's been brutal (I can already see my friends with chronic illnesses rolling their eyes now) for me. I blame it on nursery. I swear, one of those kids is a walking disease!

I am behind in cleaning (how often is one really suppose to vaccuum the floor?)

I am behind in my running (7 weeks until the half marathon...am I suppose to have run more than 3 miles at this point? Oh heaven help me!)

And I am behind on blogging!

So I will do my best to end March better than than January and February.

A highlight has included Sawyer not peeing on me. Like ever (I confess, that was my one reservation about introducing a boy into the family.)

A lowlight is Sawyer's inability to sleep pass 6 o'clock in the morning. We are up and running everyday at the same. exact. time.

A highlight has been putting pigtails and clips in Avery's hair. They are fun for the 5 minutes she lets them adorn her head.

A lowlight is that Avery is starting into full blown "2 year old" tantrums. *Sigh*

A highlight has been Kyle being awarded by his faculty and peers "The Outstanding Graduate Student in Industrial Organizational Psychology." Also he successfully defended his thesis last week!

A lowlight is that he has been really busy with his last semester (what do you expect when he TA's, goes to classes, works at the testing center, has an internship, does research, and is writing a thesis?) and we've missed him.

And really, when I lay everything out on the table like this, I feel like life has been pretty darn amazing.

...

But I am still reserving the right to hate on winter. I have some beef with that Groundhog claiming Spring was coming early.

Sitting

Avery has entered into a new phase. If she can get her feet in it, she'll try to sit in it. That includes (but is not limited to) boxes,

crock pots,

and big ole metal bowls.

The End