Sunday Rituals

Every Sunday we go to dinner at my dad's house. His house is NOT babyproofed but they do have this one gate for their little dog Beebee. I end up chasing the boys around the house trying to keep them out of dog water bowls, potted plants and their hands off of the T.V.

Mag and Charlie
Keller chasing Charlie and BeeBee

Mike and I made a pact that we would NEVER get a dog. If one of us gets weak, the other has to be strong. Look how cute the boys are with these dogs and how much they love them. Uh oh

Wet and Wild

They get so FILTHY at the babysitters house. I have no idea what they do over there and probably don't want to find out.

Mike worked late one night this week which means I do our night rituals alone. It kicks my butt. I don't see how single moms do it! I fed the boys and got them undressed for their bath. My camera was next to me and their naked bootys are so cute to me. I was taking pictures and then ran to the bedroom to grab the towel. I came back to find them both sitting on the tile floor in the bathroom splashing in a "puddle". Ew

I usually end up soaked by the end of their bath. They splash, climb all over each other and stand up over and over when I set them down.

I think I better get used to my life with boys.

Picnicin'

Easter

My camera battery died just a few minutes after we got to the Easter celebration at Mike's Uncle Tim's. I was so mad at myself! I got a few cute shots of the boys and their Easter goodies.

born to be styled

Boys had their first haircuts today. They were getting shaggy so I begged Mike to let them get haircuts! He finally caved and so we went to Cool Cuts 4 Kids. The boys got to sit in cars and watch Elmo during the haircut. They were so good any didn't even make a peep. They look so cute and so BIG after they were done. $70.00 and ten minutes later we were done. They convinced us to buy some baby wax and shampoo. We are serious suckers and will be going to Supercuts from here until they pay for their own cuts.

Could he be ANY cuter? I love this picture.

sneak peek

I didn't take very many pictures at the wedding but I took a few before the party got started! My brother in law Sean took a bunch so I will post more when I get those! June helping Bree get ready

My mom and BreAnne. Doesn't she look great?

The backyard was amazing. This rock waterfall was the background for their ceremony

A view from the balcony of the yard. The pool is to the left and behind the pool is a putting green and a basketball court. Mike and I drooled over the yard all night . . .

Joe and Bree saw each other before the ceremony to take pictures so I snapped this shot when he saw her for the first time.

Tyler and Trevor-two of BreAnne's new step boys

Emetophobia

The boys had Joe's bachelor party Saturday night and June and I had a slumber party. I made dinner and our mom came over. We had a fashion show for our wedding attire and watched the first hour Twilight. (I don't really understand the hype?)

All the while, the boys slept peacefully in their pack and play. Mike and Sean were supposed to spend the night at Joes but ended up coming home later (Thank God). Mike and I slept on the couch and never heard a peep from the boys until they woke up for their morning bottle . . .

Now, I have been diligent about using the 4 day wait rule when feeding the boys. I am very careful about what I feed them and write everything down so I have a record in case of allergies etc. They have been fine and haven't reacted to anything. So far . . .

I decided to relax a little bit on my feeding "policies". They boys had two brand new foods in one day on Saturday; cantaloupe and mustard greens. I'm thinking my policy was in place for a reason.

Emetophobia: An abnormal and persistent fear of vomiting. Sufferers of emetophobia experience undue anxiety even though they realize their fear is irrational.

For as long as I can remember, I have had emetophobia. (I only recently learned it had a name-ha). If I feel sick, I will lay in bed for hours willing myself not to throw up. I made it through my entire pregnancy without barfing. I would hover over the toilet dying of nausea scared to death I would throw up. It's ridiculous I know. I can remember almost every incidence when someone has thrown up around me or in front of me. I HATE throw up. I'm scared to be around sick people. I want to be sympathetic but I can't.One of my very best friends has the same phobia. We always compare notes to make sure that the other one is not completely crazy. (We both are)

When my phobia comes up people they always say, "nobody likes throw up" or "it will be different when it is your own kids." NOT SO MUCH

5 a.m. Sunday: Keller wakes up babbling like every other morning. I get up and walk towards the room where they are sleeping. I am met in the hall by the worst smell I'm sure I have ever smelled. It's still dark and I pick Keller up from his pack and play. He is COVERED in purple (plums for dinner) chunks. In his hair, his ears and all over his face and body is throw up. I'm sure that he must have thrown up sometime during the night and rolled around in it until morning. I panic. I thank God briefly that my husband is sleeping on the couch. IT IS NOT DIFFERENT WHEN IT IS YOUR OWN KID! I peel Keller's clothes from his body and begin to dry heave. Mike takes Keller and holds him (covered in barf) while I get a bath ready in June's sink. He bathes Keller who isn't phased a bit acts like this happens every morning. I continue to dry heave. We get him bathed and his bed cleaned up. He sucks down a bottle without a care in the world and goes back to bed with Maguire.

I swear I can still smell the puke on him today.

His eczema broke out all over his face and body. I'm not sure if it was from new food, wallowing in vomit all night or June's laundry detergent on the sheets. I am sure that the kid will not be eating plums, cantaloupe or greens for a long time.