As we watched the weather reports throughout the week, the anticipation grew as did the projected snow amounts. We all stayed home on Friday and prepared to get snowed in. Just before bed on Friday night we had a dance party!
It snowed through the the night and we woke up to drifts higher than three feet and no less than twenty inches of snow.
The boys were excited to get out and play...
until they got cold!
I am completely convinced the boys went out simply to cash in on the promise of hot chocolate when they got in!
Several months ago I had set up dentist appointments for both boys. Braden went and did a great job. On Thursday I took Jack. His brother prepped him the night before. "Jack, if you are a good boy you will get to pick a toy from the treasure chest!" Jack was a little nervous but he did fantastic! He let her floss, polish and even X-ray his teeth. He was so good he got to pick a toy from the treasure chest.
This Christmas was perfect. Jack was determined from the very beginning that he wanted a Little Einstein's baton. It took Braden a little longer to think of something that he wanted, but finally settled on a train.
You can watch this video to see how they made out...
My new year's resolution this year will be to keep up with this blog. I will post more often, even if they are just quick updates. I have missed it and based on the hate mail in my inbox some of you have too.
Gosh, their birthday seems so long ago. So much to catch up on...
Christmas was magical. This was the first year that they understood Santa was coming and they were really excited to wake up on Christmas morning. In early December we got an elf, Tinsel, who flew home to the North Pole each night to report to Santa on whether the boys were naughty or nice! Each night he would return sometime before we woke up he would hide in a new place. On this particular day, he had gotten into a snowball fight with some friends.
Jack and Braden got to meet Santa at their preschool Christmas party. They surprised us by going right up and sitting with him. We thought for sure Brian would have to go up with them or go and retrieve them when they started screaming.
I had butterflies in my stomach as the boys came down the stairs Christmas morning.
They loved sitting in their Jeeps and if we had let them they would have gone right outside to ride around.
We spent the morning opening gifts with boys.
Just before noon both of our families arrived at the house. Braden and Jack made something special for each of their grandmas.
We spent the rest of the afternoon playing with Matthew
... and of course, our new Jeeps!
More recently we have been focusing on potty training. We received some very sound advice from our friend Jane (A potty training expert and mother of four) and just woke up on a Saturday morning and said goodbye to diapers. What happened next were some of the craziest, most trying, and intense hours of my years as a parent. They seemed to understand immediately that they didn't have a diaper on but it took some time to fine tune the sensation of having to go to the potty and then the logistics of what happens when you get there. The first day we went through 32 pairs of underwear, the next day half that and drastically less each day since.
So much of what happened that weekend though was about much more than peeing in a potty -- It was about independence, control, patience and above all trust.
I was so against these small pottys when we first talked about potty training, but as we got closer I started to see the value in them. The boys picked them out!
The boys have come a long we in just a week - we all have.
Looking forward to the nice weather so these boys can get outside!
Jack & Braden, I always knew I would teach you but never imagined how much you would teach me. The unconditional way in which you love dad and I - but especially each other - takes my breath away.
Jack you are such a musician. You will strum anything, you are constantly singing a tune and dance? Oh boy can you dance. You are so, so sensitive and dare I say - dramatic. Your heart is so big, you care about other people's pain as much as your own.
Braden you love to laugh and it is so contagious. You know what you want and are determined to get it. You play so rough but you hug so tight and you love so deep.
I hope you both will always embrace your individuality but remain bonded by the fact that you knew each other first. Before any of us had the chance to meet you, you knew each other.
Happy, happy birthday my little boys.
Here are some pictures from their birthday celebrations.
We had a small party on their birthday where they got birthday cupcakes
and a couple of presents.
I kind of forgot how loud Hungry Hungry Hippos was
But the real party was on Sunday! When the boys woke up from their nap the party was underway.
They opened presents
and blew out the candles,
but all they really wanted to do was play with our new toys!!
To everyone who took the time out of your day to make the trip to our new house we are sincerely grateful. Hearing everyone sing Happy Birthday to the boys in our dining room brought tears to my eyes. My heart was so full of love, thank you.
To say a lot has happened since my last post would be an understatement.
In the middle of June we said goodbye to our old home. While the transition wasn't smooth, we are here and we are getting settled. The boys started at their new daycare just two days after we moved. I cried the first day and they cried the second but each day since has been a new adventure for them. They have made so many new friends and they adore their new teachers. We worried a lot about how the boys would handle this transition. They loved their daycare, they were comfortable in our house and they knew what to expect. This summer, on average, we stayed in a place a week for eleven weeks. And you know what? They didn't even flinch. As long as Brian and I were there they slept great.
We have made a couple of trips back to Cheshire. On one of those trips we went with Grandma to pick out pumpkins and go for a hay ride!
We miss a lot of things about Cheshire - and we knew we would. But, we love a lot of things about our new home. We have moved in the middle of an established community that has welcomed us in a way we couldn't have expected. I remember talking to someone about making this move and they said "living on a school campus is like having your kids grow up with a community of people loving them". In just the few months that we have been here I can already see that happening.
Here are some pictures of our new house:
Life is different here. Not better -or worse- just different. Some say it's country living, I think it is just quiet living. But, it won't be quiet for long - we've got a third birthday to plan!