Sledding, Snotty Noses & Sleepless Nights

That pretty much sums up our past week and a half. It has been a JOY. A JOY I TELL YOU.

Gavin sleeping on the floor next to Crash, after rolling off the couch and remaining asleep. This was one of his worst days being sick! Crash of course wanted to take care of him, while I laughed that he slept through falling off the couch. I am a mean Mom.

The sledding post was supposed to be done last week, as we went to Steamboat 2 weekends ago, but I had a sick boy up there and then part of last week. We thought he was on the road to recovery.....then both Greg and I got sick. Now he is back to coughing and constant nose running. I don't know who has it worse, me or him. I have officially gone through ALL the Kleenex boxes in our house. We just got back from Target, I think I bought 12 boxes along with some more medicine. It is a joy. I sound like I have cotton swabs up my nose!

Daddy and Gavin on the last trip up the hill sledding. One of them looks happy...

Back to Steamboat- we had a blast. Well I did. Gavin got sick the Friday we left so we had a rough night and really no naps the entire time up there. So he was very much a Daddy's boy. He liked the sledding- not as much as everyone else, but really how excited can one person get when they are sick and have a fever? Here are some pics of our festivities:

Greg & Gavin, I love that Gavin's eyes are closed! But he is smiling!
Marv & Frankie wrecking at the bottom- too much fun!Gavin with Daddy's glasses on- it was bright and beautiful out!Jen rolling off her sled, she was hauling.Making snow angles, or is Jen's case, snow devils.....Auntie Jill and Jack flying down the mountain.

The very end of the day for us, what a gorgeous Steamboat day!

We had a wonderful trip, the parties for Aunt Jill were great, she is the last Hogoboom girl to retire, so what else are they to do? Well head to Arizona with a bunch of friends and whoop it up. Yes, My Mom and her sisters are now Snow Birds, enjoying the 80 degree weather while we woke to snow on the ground! I of course forgot to take pics of the party Saturday night, but all I have to say is I have never seen more people over the age of 50 do Keg stands. And as the pregnant one, I am a good witness, plus I was the one putting the nozzle in every one's mouth. The retiree did 2. 'Nuff said.

Today is my Hubby's 35th birthday- so a big Happy Day to you Honey! Gavin and I have been busy, between blowing our noses, to make you some birthday goodies! Don't worry I won't let him help with the chocolate covered strawberries!

IT IS A.....

GIRL! If you can't tell by my new blog setup! We found out yesterday, well 90% sure, that we are having a girl! Very exciting, now I don't have to pressure Greg into having a 3rd. I am heading out of the house right now to buy some girl things!

Finally....

After 4 years of living in our house and over 4 years of complaining about Greg's bedroom set, I finally got my wish and GOT A NEW ONE! Yea! It is lovely and to be honest- Greg picked it out. I was so surprised. His taste has changed so much since we have been together.... For the better of course! The bed is a little large, so tall that I am seriously tempted to get a step stool for my side to get up into bed. Poor Gavin had just mastered getting on our old bed and then we go and get a taller one! Oh well. Here are some pics of my lovely new furniture:

Our next adventure is to get new bedding. That is a whole work in itself. I will blog later this week about our trip to Steamboat this past weekend. But for now I have a super sick kid on my hands. He is actually right now sitting on my lap while I type with one hand.....

As I write this...

My little monkey in Mommy's boots and Daddy's hat.

I am watching my son jam out to Lady Gaga's Poker Face. It is hilarious. He can't quite sing his ABC's or Itsy Bitsy Spider, but put on Lady Gaga and he can sing along to Poker Face or Bad Romance. Plus he has mad skills in the dancing department, from me of course. His Daddy can't bust anything except maybe a hip. He even has his own moves to Poker Face, I need to record it one of these days because it always makes me laugh whenever he starts dancing and singing.


My son the wanna be biker. He is fascinated with all hats and helmets right now.
Greg seems to think Gavin will be going for a ride on Daddy's motorcycle this summer....
Over my DEAD BODY!


All is going well, I am feeling a ton better, except the pregnancy headaches. I forgot how stinking awful those things are. And it seems Tylenol isn't working this go round. Oh well. Greg has been a little stressed with work lately (as usual), but we got the wonderful news last week that they were giving out bonuses- after they decided no raises this year. So I am finally getting my very belated Xmas present- NEW BEDROOM FURNITURE! Yea. We are also shopping for Gavin, but can't seem to find anything either of us likes. Do we do bunk beds? If no, then for sure a trundle bed.... Decisions decisions. He has yet to even attempt to get out of his crib, but we would like his new room up and running by April. It will be a big adjustment, not only moving beds, but also rooms. But hopefully it will be a room he loves and we will let him do some of his own decorating. He has pretty good taste! He dressed himself this morning and everything matched but his socks. I even let him pick out the flowers for our dining room table today at the store. He wanted purple and green instead of the yellow and green. Good choices!

Hormonal Much?

Bed Head in his favorite pjs, seriously Santa still???

That is how I feel right now. I cry about 4 times a day. Seriously, I am banned from watching pretty much anything on the TV, even the Olympics make me cry! The person that gets me to cry ALL THE TIME though, is my cute little monkey. Last week Greg and Gavin were wrestling on the floor and I was laying on the couch not feeling very well and rubbing my tummy. And my sweet little boy came over and kissed my belly, kept his lips on it and said, "hi baby". It was the cutest thing, Greg and I were both stunned. I am getting teary eyed writing that. I am such a sap! It is annoying!

Hiding from me, or is it something else?

This is the same boy though, when asked if he would rather have a new baby boy or girl, his response is "a dog". Greg about had a heart attack the first time he said it. I have been saying all along if it is another boy I am entitled to get a girl dog (because we have decided 2 kids is enough). I am tired of being outnumbered! And maybe I could dress up this new dog in pink frilly things! Can you just picture a baby Bulldog or Shepard in a pink tutu!

Pimpin' ain't easy!

Last week Greg and I celebrated our 3 year anniversary. Yes, 3 years, that is ALL! Seems much longer! We got away this past weekend for the night, which was fun but I missed all the boys. Maybe now that I am pregnant I am a homebody! Who knew. I have attached some pics of Gavin's gift for Valentine's day. Well not his actual gift, just the box that his and Daddy's gifts came in.

Finally- Gavin's 2nd Birthday!

Yes, my son is officially 2! Nothing like doing a belated blog to celebrate!

We started his celebration the Saturday before with a small party for him. We have learned that he just does not do well in crowds. Even at our house, if there are people there that he sees sometimes or regularly, he still gets clingy and won't leave our side (or the grandparents). So we decided to do just immediate family and boy, DID HE HAVE A GREAT TIME. Two things happened that night. 1. We have never seen him eat so much sugar in one sitting (I am blaming his Auntie Jen for that). 2. We have never seen him get so crazy and wild (of course after eating that sugar). He seriously was running around and screaming for about 45 minutes straight. Once that stopped then we had a dance off in the kitchen with his cousins, Mommy, Grammy and Auntie Jen. We were all busting a move, complete with Jackson break dancing. It was too much fun.

He had a wonderful time, was comfortable and played like crazy. The perfect party for a little boy! No clingy, cranky boy here.

Hi actual birthday fell last Tuesday with him sleeping in and eating a huge breakfast. Grammy came over and we went to Lil Monkey Bizness for him to play and run around. Once again, he rarely left our side. He was a little overwhelmed with all the madness. (Which brings me to a NY resolution- to get him more acclimated to other kids and crowds. We are going to Xtreme Gymnastics on Monday for Mommy's day out & have started more play dates with our neighbor kids.) That evening we went to Gunther Toody's for dinner (as we did on his 1st birthday). He of course had a birthday sundae after dinner.

On Friday we had his 2 year old check up at the doctor. Always a joy. We were informed he has had a huge growth spurt in the last 3 months. His height and weight went straight up instead of on the normal incline. The doctor said, "um, he has gained A LOT of weight in the past 3 months." 6 pounds. Doesn't seem like a lot, unless you are a 2 year old! He is on the right track for being a "terrible" 2. About 30 times a day I am asked, "Where Daddy go? Why Daddy at work?" He is definitely chatty and obstinate! The joy of being 2!

A quickie

A teaser from his party!

I am in the process of doing a BIG BIRTHDAY BLOG for my now 2 year old. But am having issues finding the time to get it done. I know, lame excuse.

But I had to do a quick blog to tell you 2 very funny things my child has done lately. The first, just happened about 2 minutes ago. As I was in the laundry room, he followed me in and I realized that he was face down in the dogs bowl attempting to drink out of it. It was cute, but gross.

The second happened a few night ago, we were finishing up dinner and he was done, playing in the kitchen. He has a fascination with all the peanut butter jars, syrups, honey, etc. Pretty much all the plastic we have that he can reach. He brings them into the kitchen, stacks them, hides them, etc. He was being awfully quiet and I peeked my head around the doorway and found him sitting on the floor amidst all his jars, with the lid off of his peanut butter, hand in the jar, eating it straight off of his fingers. GROSS! Such his Dad. But very cute.