I keep swearing to be better about blogging, and then fall down on the job. So much for the New Years resolution, right?
We've been busy. Mostly with the sickies - the boys and I are headed to the doctor this afternoon to have them checked out thanks to nasty coughs (both their daycare provider and I heard Eamon coughing and had flashbacks to December's bout with pneumonia!). My shift changes at work at the end of the month - I'm back to working nights again, which sucks for the family life but at least allows me time in the mornings to do things like doctor's appointments and such.
Eamon had his speech evaluation a couple of weeks ago, and the results came back. He's anywhere from a year to a year and a half delayed in his speech, but the therapist felt comfortable saying that he would catch up quickly. He's supposed to have two therapy appointments each week going forward, and they'll work with him on his enunciation and with learning to make specific sounds he struggles with. The week after next he will go in for a developmental evaluation, as there are some behaviors that are concerning to his pediatrician and myself and Garry, so I'll update on that afterwards.
Quinn's a talking machine now - more, milk, mama, dada, cup, bath, hot, no, outside... yeah, he's a talkative little guy. It's been weird realizing how much he talks in comparison to Eamon at the same age, and sometimes it's hard not to feel a little guilty that I didn't push harder when Eamon was this age to have a speech evaluation done. But I know that ultimately I did get him evaluated, and that's the important thing. It's just fun to watch Quinn picking up on words so quickly and starting to use them more and more.
Out of time for now, will update this weekend with zoo pictures from last week hopefully!
Friday, February 6, 2009
Monday, December 29, 2008
Conversations with a toddler
So I realized today that I didn't post the conversation I had with Eamon just before Christmas. What made me think about it was another conversation I had with him tonight. So, I'm posting them both because I think they're adorable and hilarious.
First one - we were out looking at Christmas lights, and both boys dropped their cups. So we pulled into McDonald's parking lot so I could retrieve them. The conversation as I got back into the car went something like this:
Eamon (looking at the McDonald's sign) - Mommy I want french fries.
Me: We just had dinner at home.
Eamon - I hungry.
Me - We'll get a snack when we get home.
Eamon - I want French fries.
Me - I'm not buying French fries.
Eamon - Why?
Me - Because I don't want to spend the money.
Eamon - What money?
Me - Exactly my point.
Eamon (after a long pause) - Daddy got money. Daddy buy me french fries! (with an air of triumph).
Anyone else think Daddy buys french fries too often?
Conversation number two (today on the way home from daycare as we passed Pizza Hut)
Garry - What do you want for dinner, Eamon?
Eamon - That! (pointing at Pizza Hut)
Garry - What's that?
Eamon - Pizza!
Mind you, we've eaten at Pizza Hut ONCE and it was over a year ago - how does he know they serve pizza there???? It doesn't even have a PICTURE of pizza on the sign!
So yeah, my kid is cracking me up lately.
First one - we were out looking at Christmas lights, and both boys dropped their cups. So we pulled into McDonald's parking lot so I could retrieve them. The conversation as I got back into the car went something like this:
Eamon (looking at the McDonald's sign) - Mommy I want french fries.
Me: We just had dinner at home.
Eamon - I hungry.
Me - We'll get a snack when we get home.
Eamon - I want French fries.
Me - I'm not buying French fries.
Eamon - Why?
Me - Because I don't want to spend the money.
Eamon - What money?
Me - Exactly my point.
Eamon (after a long pause) - Daddy got money. Daddy buy me french fries! (with an air of triumph).
Anyone else think Daddy buys french fries too often?
Conversation number two (today on the way home from daycare as we passed Pizza Hut)
Garry - What do you want for dinner, Eamon?
Eamon - That! (pointing at Pizza Hut)
Garry - What's that?
Eamon - Pizza!
Mind you, we've eaten at Pizza Hut ONCE and it was over a year ago - how does he know they serve pizza there???? It doesn't even have a PICTURE of pizza on the sign!
So yeah, my kid is cracking me up lately.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Quinn's new favorite thing
So Quinn has found something he absolutely loves. I mean, it's like instant calm, baby tranquilizer loves. What is it? Christmas lights. Not the usual simple white lights on a house and a few bushes, but the over the top outrageous light up the entire neighborhood lights. We went out last night to drive around and look at lights, and every time we'd pull up in front of a house that was totally over the top, he'd just stare and smile, completely enthralled. Start to pull away from the lights, and instant crying. Needless to say, we'll be going out again tonight, and probably tomorrow night, just because. I love seeing him so fascinated by things.
Oh, and Eamon likes them too, but not to the extent that Quinn does.
Oh, and Eamon likes them too, but not to the extent that Quinn does.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
And more pictures, because now I'm on a roll!
Thanksgiving with Aunt Maggie - we had a blast and the boys loved spending the weekend with her, and we took these pictures:
New pictures! And other news...
So I'm finally getting around to posting new pictures of the boys... These are from about the last month or so, a few earlier than that though.
Quinn and I had an eventful night. He woke up from a late nap coughing badly and running a fever of around 103 or so, so after Motrin and calling his pedi, we headed to the ER to make sure he wasn't headed for pneumonia like Eamon. That has to have been the quickest ER visit I've ever seen! We were in there 55 minutes total, which included checking in, getting chest xrays, antibiotics, and talking to the doctor. It's sad when you go to the ER enough times in the same week that the ER director recognizes you and gives you his cell phone number just in case something happens over the weekend... At any rate, Quinn's back on antibiotics and a cough medicine, but luckily we seem to have caught it early enough that it hasn't turned into pneumonia. Poor baby is sleeping right now.
Now, for pictures!
Playing nicely together!
Being funny!
At the zoo a few months ago
And because I know you're all curious to see a more recent picture of me:
Quinn and I had an eventful night. He woke up from a late nap coughing badly and running a fever of around 103 or so, so after Motrin and calling his pedi, we headed to the ER to make sure he wasn't headed for pneumonia like Eamon. That has to have been the quickest ER visit I've ever seen! We were in there 55 minutes total, which included checking in, getting chest xrays, antibiotics, and talking to the doctor. It's sad when you go to the ER enough times in the same week that the ER director recognizes you and gives you his cell phone number just in case something happens over the weekend... At any rate, Quinn's back on antibiotics and a cough medicine, but luckily we seem to have caught it early enough that it hasn't turned into pneumonia. Poor baby is sleeping right now.
Now, for pictures!
Playing nicely together!
Being funny!
At the zoo a few months ago
And because I know you're all curious to see a more recent picture of me:
Friday, December 19, 2008
Quick update
So, since I haven't posted in over a month, and I happen to have a little time right now, I thought I would go ahead and post quickly...
Almost Christmas, and I'm still not ready yet! Planning on going out this weekend and finishing up the Christmas shopping and getting everything organized and wrapped. I don't know that we're going to have a tree this year - with two toddlers and a dog in the house, it just seems like having a tree is going to create more stress than it's worth this year! Next year, definitely, but this year - we might just opt for putting all the presents on the mantel in front of the fireplace and doing it that way.
Eamon is currently fighting off a bout of pneumonia. Poor kid - I took him to the ER on Tuesday night with a fever over a 103 degrees AFTER Tylenol and a cool bath, and after much trauma (according to Eamon!) involving 4 different doses of meds, two shots, a breathing treatment, and two x-rays, we left with a handful of prescriptions and the diagnosis of pneumonia. Needless to say, I've been home with him the rest of the week and will be off work through Tuesday just in case. He's getting better slowly, although we've had a couple of bouts of high fevers and coughing that aren't fun for anyone.
Quinn is starting to throw mini tantrums. My little Mr Easy Going isn't quite as easy going any more as he gets further into toddlerhood, although mostly he's still pretty laid back. He just finished up with a bout of bronchitis, so he's been struggling as well with his health, but is on the mend except for a runny nose and occasional coughing thanks to drainage. His biggest news? We're walking! Yes, walking. He spends more time on his feet than crawling now, and is getting pretty good at getting around. Along with walking comes climbing, which he's become a downright expert at - sometimes it seems like there's nothing he can't climb up to or over. We have to constantly watch him or he's into everything.
I think I neglected to mention that we have a new roommate. Yes, a roommate. His name is Buddy, he weighs about 45 lbs, and has pretty silky hair. He's a 4 year old English setter that a hunter was giving away for free because he's gunshy, and so far has been an absolutely awesome dog to have around the house. He's fairly independent, likes hanging out outside, and doesn't eat the kids' toys or my shoes, so overall, we really like him. He's gaining weight thanks to Quinn's absolute fascination with feeding him - it's become Quinn's favorite past time - begging for food that immediately goes straight to the dog. Needless to say, Quinn and Buddy have quite a cordial relationship right now.
Garry is busy at work, as always, and I'm debating how much longer I want to continue working full time. We're currently looking at me going part time at work for a few months, and then possibly quitting to stay home and go back to college in the fall when Eamon will start preschool. Not sure yet what the plan is, but that's one idea that we have that might work, and I'm leaning towards that. Continuing to work until the spring, when it's nice enough that I can take the boys outside and let them entertain themselves/wear themselves down in the yard or at a playground, and then ultimately heading back to school myself while they attend preschool/daycare part time. It means a bit of a tighter lifestyle financially, but it's doable and that's the current direction we're going. The last few days have really reminded me how much I like being able to make my own schedule and hang out with the boys, as well as the fact that I really, really enjoy having time to myself away from kids!
I have new pictures of the boys to post soon - will try and get them posted this weekend sometime!
Almost Christmas, and I'm still not ready yet! Planning on going out this weekend and finishing up the Christmas shopping and getting everything organized and wrapped. I don't know that we're going to have a tree this year - with two toddlers and a dog in the house, it just seems like having a tree is going to create more stress than it's worth this year! Next year, definitely, but this year - we might just opt for putting all the presents on the mantel in front of the fireplace and doing it that way.
Eamon is currently fighting off a bout of pneumonia. Poor kid - I took him to the ER on Tuesday night with a fever over a 103 degrees AFTER Tylenol and a cool bath, and after much trauma (according to Eamon!) involving 4 different doses of meds, two shots, a breathing treatment, and two x-rays, we left with a handful of prescriptions and the diagnosis of pneumonia. Needless to say, I've been home with him the rest of the week and will be off work through Tuesday just in case. He's getting better slowly, although we've had a couple of bouts of high fevers and coughing that aren't fun for anyone.
Quinn is starting to throw mini tantrums. My little Mr Easy Going isn't quite as easy going any more as he gets further into toddlerhood, although mostly he's still pretty laid back. He just finished up with a bout of bronchitis, so he's been struggling as well with his health, but is on the mend except for a runny nose and occasional coughing thanks to drainage. His biggest news? We're walking! Yes, walking. He spends more time on his feet than crawling now, and is getting pretty good at getting around. Along with walking comes climbing, which he's become a downright expert at - sometimes it seems like there's nothing he can't climb up to or over. We have to constantly watch him or he's into everything.
I think I neglected to mention that we have a new roommate. Yes, a roommate. His name is Buddy, he weighs about 45 lbs, and has pretty silky hair. He's a 4 year old English setter that a hunter was giving away for free because he's gunshy, and so far has been an absolutely awesome dog to have around the house. He's fairly independent, likes hanging out outside, and doesn't eat the kids' toys or my shoes, so overall, we really like him. He's gaining weight thanks to Quinn's absolute fascination with feeding him - it's become Quinn's favorite past time - begging for food that immediately goes straight to the dog. Needless to say, Quinn and Buddy have quite a cordial relationship right now.
Garry is busy at work, as always, and I'm debating how much longer I want to continue working full time. We're currently looking at me going part time at work for a few months, and then possibly quitting to stay home and go back to college in the fall when Eamon will start preschool. Not sure yet what the plan is, but that's one idea that we have that might work, and I'm leaning towards that. Continuing to work until the spring, when it's nice enough that I can take the boys outside and let them entertain themselves/wear themselves down in the yard or at a playground, and then ultimately heading back to school myself while they attend preschool/daycare part time. It means a bit of a tighter lifestyle financially, but it's doable and that's the current direction we're going. The last few days have really reminded me how much I like being able to make my own schedule and hang out with the boys, as well as the fact that I really, really enjoy having time to myself away from kids!
I have new pictures of the boys to post soon - will try and get them posted this weekend sometime!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Insomnia
This is just a quick update, since I'm battling insomnia and don't want to spend too much time awake tonight (of course, it's already been an hour and I'm still up... don't ask).
We're all moved into the new place, or at least, mostly there! Still a few boxes in the garage to unpack, mostly books, and the basement room needs to be finished up and organized. That's right, we moved, again. The second move in about three months. No choice, really, as the original house was being foreclosed on and we decided it would be prudent to move out prior to actually being evicted by the bank - I like to have time to find a house, instead of feeling pressured. And it worked out for us - we found a nice three bedroom two bath house close to my job with a fenced in yard and a great landlord. It felt like home the first night we spent here, and that's a great feeling, when you feel like you're home even when you're surrounded by boxes and you can't find anything at all.
In other news, Quinn is one. Yes, ONE. He's trying to walk, jabbers constantly (a few words in there - yes, no, mumma, da-ee), and now has serious opinions about things. He's also discovering that he can make choices about things like food - he'll shake his head no if he doesn't like something (or doesn't want it, usually, because the kid eats almost anything you put in front of him!) I'm planning on taking pictures of him this weekend in our yard, weather permitting, and I'll get them posted as soon as possible.
Eamon is officially in a big boy bed. He's actually in a queen bed now - he's inherited Garry and my old bed. He absolutely loves it - sprawls all over and has it covered with toys and blankets and pillows and stuffed animals, with just enough clear space for him (he's usually under some of the stuff on the bed). We're back to working on potty training again, at his request. And his vocabulary seems to have exploded in the last couple of weeks. I'm not sure whether it's just because something is finally clicking for him, or if it's the reduction in our house's stress levels over the last couple of weeks, but it's truly amazing to see how far he's come in his language in the last six months or so. Of course, it could also have something to do with the fact that we haven't had cable in a month and he's watching less tv at home (movies only!). We got pretty lax with the tv there for a while, so maybe it's a good thing that we don't currently have cable. He gets to watch one movie a day usually, his choice. He's adjusting well to it, although when it's over and it's time for bed, he tends to be a little vocal in his desire to stay up later and watch another movie.
Garry and I are good. Muddling along, I suppose. He's still loving his job, even more so now that he's hired one of our good friends to work for him doing benefits and other HR type things, so some of his workload is slowly easing and his stress levels from work are coming back down again. I'm managing at my job, thinking about a change at times, because it's getting a little wearying spending my days listening to people do nothing more than complain about things that are completely out of my control and expecting me to fix things that can't be fixed because someone (namely, the customer!) doesn't want to take responsibility. Of course, this economy doesn't make for a great time to switch jobs. As someone I work with said yesterday, this is a pretty secure job, since even broke people are addicted to their cell phones. Amen to that! So at this point it's a matter of waiting to see what's out there and weighing the pros and cons of a job switch, especially since any job change will necessitate us likely pushing back our plans for baby number 3 until I'm eligible for maternity leave. We'll see what happens!
This turned out a little longer than planned. I'm going to try and get a little sleep before the alarm goes off and I'm being dragged out of bed. The good news is, I took the day off work today. The bad news is, I've got a ton of errands to run and laundry to catch up on!
We're all moved into the new place, or at least, mostly there! Still a few boxes in the garage to unpack, mostly books, and the basement room needs to be finished up and organized. That's right, we moved, again. The second move in about three months. No choice, really, as the original house was being foreclosed on and we decided it would be prudent to move out prior to actually being evicted by the bank - I like to have time to find a house, instead of feeling pressured. And it worked out for us - we found a nice three bedroom two bath house close to my job with a fenced in yard and a great landlord. It felt like home the first night we spent here, and that's a great feeling, when you feel like you're home even when you're surrounded by boxes and you can't find anything at all.
In other news, Quinn is one. Yes, ONE. He's trying to walk, jabbers constantly (a few words in there - yes, no, mumma, da-ee), and now has serious opinions about things. He's also discovering that he can make choices about things like food - he'll shake his head no if he doesn't like something (or doesn't want it, usually, because the kid eats almost anything you put in front of him!) I'm planning on taking pictures of him this weekend in our yard, weather permitting, and I'll get them posted as soon as possible.
Eamon is officially in a big boy bed. He's actually in a queen bed now - he's inherited Garry and my old bed. He absolutely loves it - sprawls all over and has it covered with toys and blankets and pillows and stuffed animals, with just enough clear space for him (he's usually under some of the stuff on the bed). We're back to working on potty training again, at his request. And his vocabulary seems to have exploded in the last couple of weeks. I'm not sure whether it's just because something is finally clicking for him, or if it's the reduction in our house's stress levels over the last couple of weeks, but it's truly amazing to see how far he's come in his language in the last six months or so. Of course, it could also have something to do with the fact that we haven't had cable in a month and he's watching less tv at home (movies only!). We got pretty lax with the tv there for a while, so maybe it's a good thing that we don't currently have cable. He gets to watch one movie a day usually, his choice. He's adjusting well to it, although when it's over and it's time for bed, he tends to be a little vocal in his desire to stay up later and watch another movie.
Garry and I are good. Muddling along, I suppose. He's still loving his job, even more so now that he's hired one of our good friends to work for him doing benefits and other HR type things, so some of his workload is slowly easing and his stress levels from work are coming back down again. I'm managing at my job, thinking about a change at times, because it's getting a little wearying spending my days listening to people do nothing more than complain about things that are completely out of my control and expecting me to fix things that can't be fixed because someone (namely, the customer!) doesn't want to take responsibility. Of course, this economy doesn't make for a great time to switch jobs. As someone I work with said yesterday, this is a pretty secure job, since even broke people are addicted to their cell phones. Amen to that! So at this point it's a matter of waiting to see what's out there and weighing the pros and cons of a job switch, especially since any job change will necessitate us likely pushing back our plans for baby number 3 until I'm eligible for maternity leave. We'll see what happens!
This turned out a little longer than planned. I'm going to try and get a little sleep before the alarm goes off and I'm being dragged out of bed. The good news is, I took the day off work today. The bad news is, I've got a ton of errands to run and laundry to catch up on!
Monday, September 29, 2008
Faith
You know, my faith in other people has just been severely shaken. I'm reminded forcibly tonight why I'm so much happier in my little introverted shell, because when I'm in my little shell, I don't get taken advantage of, or hurt by people.
I found out tonight that someone that I thought was a friend, and who I did everything I could to help out when she was having a rough time, truly isn't a friend. It's a funny thing, but when you decide to return a phone to someone because you don't want it, you might want to delete all the text messages on that phone that involve the person in question. At some point, it should cross your mind that what you've said in text might be read by someone other than the intended recipient. You also might want to think about that before you lie to that person's face, over and over again. You'd also think that you might be a little grateful for the fact that my husband is responsible for getting you the best paying job you've ever had in your life. I guess not, though.
I'm down tonight, in a bad way. This has been a rough evening. I'm looking forward to bed, and sleep, and getting up in the morning and not worrying about this crap. I know it will bother me for a while, and I have to see this supposed friend at least one more time this week, but after that, I'm putting it all behind me and I'm done with her. I'm just glad that my life can get back to normal again soon.
Oh, in other news, we're moving. Again. Not sure where to yet, but I'm tired of worrying about this house going into foreclosure and our goal is to be somewhere else by Quinn's birthday. We're considering sucking it up and moving into a little apartment for a year, just so we can maybe do a little traveling to see family, save up some money, and ultimately buy a house in a year or two.
After tomorrow I don't think we'll have internet for a while - since we're going to start packing up I think we'll drop some of the extra stuff so we don't need to worry about it and just start fresh in whatever new place we end up at. I'll still have internet on my phone, of course ;-) Perks of working for the man!
I found out tonight that someone that I thought was a friend, and who I did everything I could to help out when she was having a rough time, truly isn't a friend. It's a funny thing, but when you decide to return a phone to someone because you don't want it, you might want to delete all the text messages on that phone that involve the person in question. At some point, it should cross your mind that what you've said in text might be read by someone other than the intended recipient. You also might want to think about that before you lie to that person's face, over and over again. You'd also think that you might be a little grateful for the fact that my husband is responsible for getting you the best paying job you've ever had in your life. I guess not, though.
I'm down tonight, in a bad way. This has been a rough evening. I'm looking forward to bed, and sleep, and getting up in the morning and not worrying about this crap. I know it will bother me for a while, and I have to see this supposed friend at least one more time this week, but after that, I'm putting it all behind me and I'm done with her. I'm just glad that my life can get back to normal again soon.
Oh, in other news, we're moving. Again. Not sure where to yet, but I'm tired of worrying about this house going into foreclosure and our goal is to be somewhere else by Quinn's birthday. We're considering sucking it up and moving into a little apartment for a year, just so we can maybe do a little traveling to see family, save up some money, and ultimately buy a house in a year or two.
After tomorrow I don't think we'll have internet for a while - since we're going to start packing up I think we'll drop some of the extra stuff so we don't need to worry about it and just start fresh in whatever new place we end up at. I'll still have internet on my phone, of course ;-) Perks of working for the man!
Sunday, September 28, 2008
A few thoughts
It's been a long week. And a long weekend. I think I need a weekend from my weekend. Yep, that's the kind of week it's been.
Please pray for my friend's little boy. X has biliary atresia, a life-threatening liver disease, and is in the hospital now. He's just been listed for a liver transplant, and we're hoping that his father will be his match. This little boy is just a bit younger than Quinn, and has already been through so much in his life. I can't imagine going through what their family is dealing with, and all I can say is B, you're a stronger woman that I am, and I can only hope and pray that everything goes well with matching.
In other news, after spending the weekend battling with a seriously cranky, moody toddler, he reminded me why I love being a mother (and yes, I needed some reminding!) I went out for coffee with a friend, and left the boys with Garry. He put them to bed (he thought!) but when I got home I noticed that the light was on in their room. Went to turn it off, and found Eamon sitting quietly on his bed, reading a book and playing with some blocks (he's a multitasker like Mommy). As soon as he saw me, he smiled, moved everything out of the way, and laid down so I could tuck him in and give him his good night kiss. Apparently he was waiting up for me. I turned the light off, closed the door, and cried.
Moments like these, I know, are what make up for the days when I really just want to give him away, and are what I'll remember in ten years and cry about.
Moments like these are the reason I love being a mother.
Please pray for my friend's little boy. X has biliary atresia, a life-threatening liver disease, and is in the hospital now. He's just been listed for a liver transplant, and we're hoping that his father will be his match. This little boy is just a bit younger than Quinn, and has already been through so much in his life. I can't imagine going through what their family is dealing with, and all I can say is B, you're a stronger woman that I am, and I can only hope and pray that everything goes well with matching.
In other news, after spending the weekend battling with a seriously cranky, moody toddler, he reminded me why I love being a mother (and yes, I needed some reminding!) I went out for coffee with a friend, and left the boys with Garry. He put them to bed (he thought!) but when I got home I noticed that the light was on in their room. Went to turn it off, and found Eamon sitting quietly on his bed, reading a book and playing with some blocks (he's a multitasker like Mommy). As soon as he saw me, he smiled, moved everything out of the way, and laid down so I could tuck him in and give him his good night kiss. Apparently he was waiting up for me. I turned the light off, closed the door, and cried.
Moments like these, I know, are what make up for the days when I really just want to give him away, and are what I'll remember in ten years and cry about.
Moments like these are the reason I love being a mother.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Fall already???
It's amazing - suddenly, it's the beginning of September and I would swear it was October, because it's been distinctly fall-like weather here. Poor Eamon has almost no clothes to wear these days, because he's outgrown all his warm clothes with the exception with 4 pairs of pants, 3 sweatshirts, and 2 long sleeved shirts. Needless to say, in the next couple of weeks we'll be stocking up on warmer clothes for him. Quinn, luckily, has a full wardrobe of fall and winter clothes, thanks to big brother and friends' hand-me-downs.
I'll get pictures posted of the house sometime this week, weekend at the latest. It's going to depend on how much time I have, really - tomorrow night Garry has choir practice (have I mentioned that he joined a men's choir? Tomorrow is his first night of practice.) For the next several weeks, we'll be missing Daddy every Tuesday evening, and probably every Sunday evening. It's in preparation for the Christmas concert, which we will definitely be going to, probably with Uncle Eddie who isn't going to be performing for this concert. We're excited and looking forward to it.
It's late here, and I need to get to bed so I can be ready for work in the morning. I'll check back in soon - my goal is NOT to wait an entire month between updates. Oh, and to take lots and lots of pictures of the boys. Of course.
I'll get pictures posted of the house sometime this week, weekend at the latest. It's going to depend on how much time I have, really - tomorrow night Garry has choir practice (have I mentioned that he joined a men's choir? Tomorrow is his first night of practice.) For the next several weeks, we'll be missing Daddy every Tuesday evening, and probably every Sunday evening. It's in preparation for the Christmas concert, which we will definitely be going to, probably with Uncle Eddie who isn't going to be performing for this concert. We're excited and looking forward to it.
It's late here, and I need to get to bed so I can be ready for work in the morning. I'll check back in soon - my goal is NOT to wait an entire month between updates. Oh, and to take lots and lots of pictures of the boys. Of course.
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