Big boy bed

Well the day that I dreaded for so long has come, we moved Emmory to a big boy bed last weekend. I always said I wasn't going to move Emmory out of his crib until he started climbing out of it....well it never occurred to me that he would never try to get out, but that he would grow out of his crib instead. I was still reluctant to move him, but the fact that our boy is so tall meant he was constantly kicking the crib slats during the night and his legs would always be hanging out of them. So we decided to be on the lookout for a bed and when we found one we would do the switch. I suppose the fact that he is almost three means it was probably time anyways. Well, much to my surprise he is doing great with it. It hasn't affected his sleep at all and he doesn't get out of it! I'm starting to think that maybe the ones who climb out of their crib have a harder time staying in their bed than the ones who never attempted to get out. I'm sure that's not true across the board, but it does seem to be that way. It will be interesting to see what Evan does. He likes his crib and is often content to lay there for a while after he wakes up, but he is also a climber, which Emmory never really was. I frequently walk in the kitchen and find Evan either standing on a chair or on top of the table. I can't let that one out of my sight!
So we've got one big transition under our belt and I am very thankful for that! Here is Emmory's new bed...although he doesn't like his quilt or pillow on his bed, he just likes to sleep on top of the sheet (like he did in his crib) so it doesn't usually look like this :)

For real

It is midnight and I am posting on my blog. Yes, I should be going to sleep. But for some reason I'm not, and since apparently my two year old posted a blank post from my phone (his new favorite hobby is anything on my phone) I figured I would post a real one. Since I can't figure out how to write captions on the pictures when I post on my phone, I'll just say what they are now. Evan is obsessed with pretzels (or really just food in general) and seriously all day long he is taking my hand leading me into the kitchen to the pretzels saying "num-num-num" wanting me to give him one. He also is obsessed with whatever his brother is doing. I've said this before, but he just wants to do whatever Emmory is doing, and definitely learns a lot from him and imitates him. So when they go outside and Emmory plays in the dirt, Evan is right there with him. The last pic is from when I took them grocery shopping a few days ago. I almost forgot how hard those car carts are to push, because typically I shop without them...you know, so I can actually think while I shop and end up getting what I came for :) They did great though, just give them something to eat and they are happy. That's my wonderful parenting tip of the day :)

Seattle

We got back just over a week ago from our annual Seattle Christmas trip. It makes me tired just thinking about it! Not the actual part in Seattle, we were so thankful that the boys adjusted to the new time zone immediately this time, Evan did so great and we were spoiled with them sleeping until 8 most days and sometimes even 9. We have been really fortunate in the past to not have any big delays or cancellations when we have traveled, partly because a lot of times we have taken a non-stop out of Charlotte. But this year our flights both ways had delays, and other challenges as well. When we got to the airport to fly out to Seattle we found out our flight was delayed...but supposedly only 30 minutes. While we were waiting, Evan fell and split his lip really badly, there was blood everywhere, it was so gross I couldn't look at it (I am a bit squeamish). There were so many kind people there who jumped to help us, bringing us towels and ice, etc. So now we are sitting there with our plane supposedly taking off in an hour trying to decide what to do...his lip really looks like it needs to be stitched, people are telling us it needs to be stitched, Mark is considering sending Emmory and I off and staying with Evan. We decide to call the pediatrician before we made any decisions, and while I was on the phone with them Mark happened to run into a doctor who took a look at him and they both said the same thing, they don't usually stitch the lip unless the bleeding won't stop, which it had at that point. We were so relieved to hear that! However our flight ended up being even more delayed to where we were going to miss our connection, so we had to figure out what to do about that as well. We really wanted to get out that night since the next day was christmas eve and we had plans for that day, and thankfully they were able to put us on a different route with a few different airlines, we would just have to leave even later that night. So, after even more waiting we finally got on a plane, and after a layover in Chicago we made it to Seattle just before midnight (3am our time). Needless to say everybody was very tired, but we were so happy to have made it there! We had an awesome time in Seattle, it's always a joy to see my parents interact with the boys, and it was so great to see my nephew again, out of the hospital! (I flew out to see him in Nov. two weeks after he was born and when I left he was in the nicu, that was tough).
However, the flights back to Greenville weren't uneventful either. We were stuck in the Cleveland airport for a long time waiting for our flight to Greenville, and Evan got sick right before we left...we were told it was tonsillitis because his tonsils were bright red and there was some pus (eew) but we found out when we got back it was actually hand, foot and mouth disease, which I didn't know you could get more than once. So anyways, he was in a lot of pain, drooling like crazy and wouldn't eat hardly anything because he had huge blisters in his throat, and he also refused to take any medicine which made it even more difficult. So the trip back wasn't fun either, and Evan was waking up in the night pretty much inconsolable, and we were just exhausted. But God is faithful and rest came when we truly needed it.
Oh, and I can't forgot to mention how amazing Emmory did both travel days. Even with all the waiting, with the commotion of Evan getting hurt, traveling so late at night, he handled it all great and has turned into quite the little traveler. He just sits there and watches his DVD's and is just super excited about flying on a plane and seeing all the other planes. I am so glad we ended up getting on a plane that same day on the way out because it would have broke his heart to have had to go back home. I am so proud of that boy! And it was just so much fun to see all of his joy and excitement over flying and going to see "nama and papa".
Here are some pics I took on my phone while we were in Seattle.

Outside fun

My boys love to be outside. We have been so lucky to have some really nice weather in December, although to be honest we will be outside this winter no matter how cold it is as long as it is dry. We'll just bundle up because they love it so much. Emmory had to wear his pretend work goggles outside as he pushed his dump truck all around the cul-de-sac and Evan went back and forth between pushing the mower and running all over the place into our neighbors yards.

Evan

I really wish I could keep up with this blog. It just doesn't always seem possible...how can I sit down and blog when my house is a mess? But I got a new blogger app for my phone which is going to make it a whole lot easier to blog so maybe I'll do it more often now. I just wanted to do a quick post on Evan. I never did a post for his first birthday and I always intended to. He turned one over a month ago, on November 2nd. His first year was by far the fastest year of my life, it just flew by. I barely even remember him being a baby. I have a lot of regrets about his first year, especially the first several months. I've never really blogged about this before, for different reasons, but I will just say when I got pregnant with Evan, Emmory was only 9 months old and I definitely wasn't ready to have another. I was not excited about the pregnancy and it really took several months for me to start enjoying him. I'm just being completely honest here. It's not that I didn't love him, I would have given my life for him in a heartbeat, but I was just too focused on how hard things were and how they didn't happen how I wanted them too. Just completely selfish thoughts. But God is so good. He has used Evan in my life to show me my weakness, my sin, and bring me to the end of myself. I am constantly shown my complete inability to do anything right. And that drives me to the cross. It makes me thankful for my Savior and his righteousness that is mine. Because that is the only righteousness I possess. God has brought me to the point where I am thankful for my weakness. I am so thankful for evan in my life right now. Not just because of those things. There are lots of lovable things about him. His big blue eyes, his adoration of his brother and how he tries to do everything he does, his big smile, when he comes up to me and throws his arms up at me and says "mama", how excited he gets when his daddy comes through the front door home from work, how he tries to shove everything on his high chair in his mouth, the way he says doggie (Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaw-geeee), the way he runs all over our house always having to carry something around in his hands, the way he takes your hand and moves it to whatever it is he wants (he is a great non-verbal communicator), the way he sucks his two fingers backwards, the way he snuggles with you right after his nap, and there are so many more. He is very into feeding himself right now. It's good and bad. It's messy but I know it will make things easier in the long run, and already it is kind of nice that I can put a bowl of food and a spoon in front of him and he can get about 3/4ths if it in his mouth by himself while I do a few other things in the kitchen. He has had a bit of a rough patch recently with sickness which has lead to him being more cranky, but I know it will pass. Having two toddlers is challenging especially two loud, messy, busy boys (which I'm sure will never change) but I am thankful for my boys and for what God is teaching me through being a parent. And I am especially thankful that I am able to stay home with them every day and be the one who gets to train them.

August Fun

Here are some pics from this week....

We made finger paint with vanilla pudding and food coloring. He had a good time with it, and didn't figure out you could eat it until the very end :)

 

I introduced Evan to the water table for the first time. He loved it and of course ended up soaking wet because all he does is splash.

 

Differences

Right now we are at one of my favorite places in the world, Cannon Beach, Oregon. I grew up coming here every summer. In my opinion, the Oregon Coast is some of the prettiest landscape I have ever seen. I have yet to see a more beautiful place. Of course, coming here with my own kids now is a totally different experience. No longer free to come and go as I please. Spending much more time in the room than I would like with a napping or sleeping child. But that is just the season of my life right now. And it is a joy to be able to share this place with my children. Emmory loves the beach. Absolutely loves it. And he hasn't even gone in the water yet (and probably won't be since it's freezing cold). He is perfectly content to play in the sand with his dump trucks and diggers. He would stay there all day if we let him. We have to make him leave each time we are on the beach, and whenever we aren't on the beach, he is asking to go to the "deach". This is pretty amazing for my son who is so busy. I can't think of one thing he loves more than the beach. He will be sad when we have to leave.
But, that isn't the reason I wanted to post tonight. I wanted to post about the differences in my two children. I always knew once I had Emmory that when we had more kids, they wouldn't be the same. But it was just hard for me to picture in my mind what another kid would be like, since Emmory was all I knew. But this trip has been the perfect example of the differences in my kids, and it is amazing how early you can see it. Emmory is so laid back. You might not think so because he is a busy kid, but he is laid back. He goes with the flow, he's very adaptable, very easily distracted, etc etc. Evan is not the same. He is going to be more stubborn, he gets his mind on something and he wants it and doesn't forget. He is more bothered by things.  Of course they both could change, but Mark and I are predicting how their relationship is going to be. And we think as soon as Evan gets a little older and can hold his own, he is going to give it to Emmory once, and that'll be the end of it. No more picking on Evan. Emmory will just find a different way to go or something different to do rather than cross Evan. We think he'll push his older brother around and control the relationship. But who knows, that's just our prediction. But here is a perfect example of the differences between these two. At the hotel we are staying at, there are only two bedrooms to be shared between us, the boys, and my parents. It was not going to work out to put the boys in the same room because Evan has been waking up early and we didn't want Emmory getting up at 6 also....not to mention naps. So we decided Emmory would sleep in my parents bathroom, since he sleeps later, and Evan is in the bedroom with us. So, the first night we got here, I went in our bedroom to put Evan to sleep, and immediately he started crying as soon as I walked in the room. I laid him down and he continued to cry (and scream) for an hour. He never does this at home. It was all because he was in a new place. However, when we went back to put Emmory to bed, we showed him the pack n play in the bathroom (which is a much stranger place to be sleeping than a bedroom), and he said "that's Emmory's room", and I put him down and he went right to sleep without a peep. After this happened I thought, that is a perfect example of the differences in my two boys.
Evan is the second child that I needed. He will test me in ways that Emmory won't. So between the two of them, I should be covered all around with opportunities to grow :) That's the reason we have kids anyways, right? God certainly uses them to humble us, grow us, change us.