Cole

Just in the past week or two, Cole has really taken off.  He can sit up for a few seconds before tumbling over, he is scooting backwards, he is babbling “da da da da,” and most recently, he is rocking back and forth on his hands and knees.  I think crawling may be next.  Am I ready for this?!?

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Cole has also discovered that he HATES vegetables!  The link below is an example of how much he dislikes his green beans.

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Catching Up

I’m a little behind.  Matt left to go out of town yesterday and won’t be home until late tomorrow night, so I haven’t had as much time to write.  I did want to post some pictures from Sunday, but my memory card was not in the camera when I went to take pictures.  I left it in the computer.  😦  But, Uncle D went with us to the Franklin Main St. festival.  We ate, walked, saw some friends, listened to music, and made our way to the kiddie area.  There was lots to do, but we were pushing our limits with Cole, and it was almost Chloe’s naptime as well.  There were lots of activities for kids, and there were even pony rides.  We all wanted Chloe to ride the ponies more than she did.  Her dad walked with her to get on the pony, and she looked away from the ponies and said, “No Daddy.”  We didn’t want to force her, but she did sit on the pony.  Then, she started riding with Daddy by her side, and by the end of the ride, she was riding by herself.  She even cried when she had to get off.  Now, I know this doesn’t seem like a big deal, but it IS!!!  It is so unlike Chloe to do this, especially all by herself!  She is usually very nervous about things like this.  I did get some pictures, but they are stored on the camera.  And of course, we have no idea where the USB cord is.  The pictures are great, though, and she was all smiles on the pony.

Matt left to go out of town yesterday, so naturally, we had a disaster while he is gone.  It was 3:30 this morning, and I woke up to a loud, screeching noise.  I was so out of it, I didn’t know if it was a bird or a hurt animal or the air conditioner or what.  I got out of bed and followed the sound to the control panel of the alarm system by our bedroom door.  I did not know what was going on because we have never activated the alarm, but at first I was afraid the police, fire dept., etc., was going to show up at our door.  The screeching continued, but then it stopped.  Then it started back up and continued.  I had no idea what to do, and pushing the buttons did nothing to stop it.  By this point, it had already woken up Cole.  I called Matt at his hotel, and he tried to walk me through some things, but nothing happened.  I ended up unscrewing the box from the wall, and now it was just hanging from the wall by the wires and still screeching.  There was a 1-800 number on the box, so I decided it couldn’t hurt to call it.  Surprisingly, after having to listen to an operater for a while, a man answered.  Not surprisingly, I guess it’s hard to find someone for the midnight shift interested in helping others with their security alarm problems when they don’t have service with his company.  Actually, I guess its hard to find someone for the midnight shift interested in anything.  So, after being on the phone with this guy for 20 minutes, I found the back up battery and unplugged it.  But, because it is the back up battery, the alarm still had power and was still screeching.  At this point, all I wanted to do was rip it out of the wall or cut the wires.  When I asked the guy if I could cut the wires, he responded, “Ummmmm.  I don’t know if I can recommend you do that.”  At the end of the 20 minutes, I knew I was getting no where with this guy.  And, when his next piece of advice was to get a neighbor to help me in the morning, I was ready to take a hammer to the alarm system and the phone.  The alarm did stop screeching eventually, but I was wide awake.  The last time I looked at the clock, it was 5:00, but I shot up again at 5:45 when the alarm started up again.  Honestly, I did try to rip it out of the wall at this point because I didn’t know what else to do.  That only made it louder and then Cole was up again.  The alarm stopped, I got Cole to sleep again, and it started all over at 7:30.  Around 10:00 this morning, I called Uncle D for help.  He was going to come over on his lunch break, but I decided to call the 1-800 number again.  This time, I received much more help, found the power supply, and UNPLUGGED it.  Thank the Lord!  Then, I drank a looooooooot of coffee.

Pappy, Papa, and Uncle D’s Marathon

We had a BIG weekend!  Pappy and Papa came in town Friday afternoon to see the kids and to see Uncle D run his marathon.  Friday we played outside and went to dinner.  Uncle D didn’t join us because he was carbing up at a pasta dinner.  Saturday morning Matt and Papa left early to see Uncle D run.  They saw him twice and met up with him at the finish line.  Mom, or Pappy, and I got the kids ready and met everyone downtown.  Uncle D wanted to shower and rest for a sec after his run, so we all went to the Country Music Hall of Fame to waste some time.  Papa and Chloe were able to play the banjo, and while they were playing, Chloe kept singing, “Oh, Susannah” and repeated “a banjo on my knee!”

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Doesn’t she look like a natural?  After Chloe’s country music debut, we headed to Uncle D’s favorite place in the world to celebrate……Robert’s!  Chloe walked the entire way there and pointed out the sights to Pappy and Papa.

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Uncle D made it to Robert’s and showed us his “souvenir” from the marathon.  Ewwwwww…..

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At Robert’s we all celebrated Uncle D’s finish, and it was Chloe and Cole’s first time honky tonkin’.  They both enjoyed it a little too much…… let’s hope that’s not a sign of things to come!  Cole was enthralled with Daddy’s beer.  Hmmmm…. starting this early, he may end up liking beer as much as his Daddy and Uncle D!  Chloe danced and danced and danced and danced.  Papa even said, “That girl is gonna give you problems later.”

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Chloe eventually began crawling around on the dance floor, so we knew lunch time was over.  She was on her last leg, so we packed up, headed home, and made it just in time for nap. 

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Mommy’s Mascara

Today was my big day that I’ve been looking forward to for over a month….. I was getting a haircut and covering up the gray!  Since having Cole and losing a large majority of my hair, I decided it was time to cut the hair off to cover the bald spots.  I was running around trying to get ready for Matt to babysit and had already gotten Cole to sleep.  Chloe was in the bonus playing, and I ran downstairs to do some things.  I did notice the house was strangely quiet but kept on working.  Still…. the house continued to remain strangely quiet, so I went upstairs to find Chloe in my make up drawer.

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After cleaning the mascara out of Chloe’s hair, face, and hands and cleaning mascara off the bathroom counter, floor, and chair, I left to get my hair chopped.  When I got back, Matt said it was complete and utter chaos while I was gone…… hee hee.  I noticed all the blankets were gone and so was the high chair cover.  Matt said Cole had a massive poop, and Matt ended up having to wash the blankets, the high chair cover, the changing pad cover, the lap pad on the changing pad cover, and Cole’s clothes.  I still can’t figure out how that one poop infested so many things upstairs and downstairs.  Ha.  Matt said while all this was going on, Cole got ahold of Chloe’s coloring pad.  Of course, it went straight in his mouth, and when Chloe saw this, she grabbed it from him and said, “No Cole!  No break it!  No break it, Cole!” 

When I walked into the house, though, it was nice and quiet and all kids were asleep.  When Chloe awoke, she kept looking at me, pointing at me, smiling and saying, “Momma.  Momma.”  I don’t think she quite knew what to think of my new do.  She even said, “Mommy, no more ponytail.”  She’s right.  It’s sad when you don’t fix your hair often enough that your 2 yr. old daughter notices when you don’t have a ponytail, and actually, I’m wondering how I’m going to find the time everyday to “fix” my hair….minus the ponytail.

Not so Free Ice Cream Night

I forgot to write about dinner last night.  I cooked a nice meal, and I guess because we had been out of town for 4 nights, it felt weird to cook.  Seemed like I hadn’t been in the kitchen much lately, and I guess Chloe felt the same way.  We started eating, and she would take a bite of her corn and say, “Mmmmm.  Good!”  Then, she would eat some broccoli and say, “Mmmm.  Very good!”  She repeated the same while eating her chicken, and then she looked at me and said, “Thank you,  Momma.”  I said, “For what?”  And she said, “For cooking.”  Hahahaha….

This morning Matt got Cole out of his crib, and he had his paci in his mouth.  Last night when I put him to bed, the paci was not in his mouth but above his head where we could see it in case we had to get to it in the middle of the night.  So, I guess Cole is learning to get it to soothe himself.  Maybe this is why we have been sleeping through the night lately!

Tonight was free ice cream cone night at Ben & Jerry’s, and we could not have been more excited…… or I could not have been more excited, so I got Chloe excited.  We ate dinner and headed out.  I had an errand to run first, so we went out of the way to Wolf Camera only to find that they were closed.  So, we made our way to Ben & Jerry’s on the square, along with the rest of Franklin.  The Ben & Jerry’s line was out the door, in front of the store, and wrapped all the way around the building!  And, because it was 55 degrees, we just kept on driving.  We decided we would go to Baskin Robbins just around the square, and that must have been everyone’s Plan B because it was packed as well.  On to Plan C….. Sonic.  As we were driving to Sonic, Cole started crying and it was already his bedtime.  So, Matt dropped Cole and me off at home, and then Chloe started crying because she thought she wasn’t getting ice cream.   Matt took Chloe to Sonic while I bathed Cole.  I think both kids got just what they wanted.

And the week begins….

We are tired….. very, very tired.  I guess the weekend caught up with us today because we had a hard time getting out of our big, warm, comfy bed this morning.  We did manage, though, because I had to go enroll Chloe and Cole in Mother’s Day Out for the fall.  It was much harder than I thought it was going to be to find a MDO with no waiting list and that would accept both kids.  I did find one, and we have a couple of friends that go there, so I hope we will enjoy it.  Mama needs a break!

Nothing else out of the ordinary today, but I just caught a couple of moments that were too good to miss.  After dinner, I was changing clothes and went to go get Cole ready for bed.  This is what I found when I went in his room, and I love that NO one is wearing a shirt!

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After the book was read 2 or 3 times, it was time to get Cole ready for bed.  I put him on the floor, took off his diaper (not knowing it was dirty), and gasped rather loudly when I noticed it was full.  Chloe heard me gasp, looked at all the poop in Cole’s diaper, and said, “Oh my gosh!  Gosh!  My gosh!”  I wish I could write the way she says this, but it wouldn’t do it justice.  Matt and I try to contain our laughter, but she’s too much.  And, I know we are just making her say it more, and say it more dramatic, when we laugh. 

After cleaning Cole, I grabbed a fresh, clean diaper, and the picture below shows what he does while trying to change his diaper.  He will not lay still.  He is constantly on the move, and it’s hard to get a diaper on him correctly.  I usually have to roll him over and readjust it a couple of times.  Sorry, Cole.  I know this is one you will wish would go away in about 10 years, but I looooove the rolls.  Reminds me of the Michelin tire man.

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Atlanta

We traveled to Knoxville Thursday to drop the kids off with Nannie and Big Poppa, and they kept Chloe and Cole for the weekend.  I think Nannie and Big Poppa had a good time, and I know Chloe and Cole did.  They didn’t make it to the Orange and White game, but they did get to sport their game day gear around Knoxville. 

Matt and I acted like husband and wife instead of Mommy and Daddy for the weekend, and it was wonderful.  We had so much fun with Carrie and Ryan, and boy….. times have changed!  Carrie was the DD instead of me!  We stayed in Friday night while Ryan cooked for us.  Fred and Abby came over and ate with us, and we all chatted, mostly about baby “stuff.”  We saw glimpses of Ted and Kenny/Pat (what’s it gonna be?), and by the end of the night, it was all Ted and Kenny/Pat.

Saturday, Carrie had her shower, and it was great seeing girls I hadn’t seen in years.  Carrie got lots of cute, cute baby things, and it looks like it’s almost baby time!  Layla’s room is so cute, and she must be getting big because Carrie’s belly is growing, growing!  I’m so disappointed…… I could kick myself….. but I completely forgot to take pictures.  I cannot believe I didn’t get a profile picture of Carrie!  Ughhh.  Someone did take a couple of pics at the shower with my camera.

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Sunday morning we headed out after we completely wore Carrie out.  When saying our good byes, we told them we would be back next to meet Layla!  Ahhhh!  Cannot wait!

We met Nannie and Big Poppa in Chattanooga to pick up Chloe and Cole.  When Chloe saw us, she ran to us and hugged and kissed us shouting, “Momma and Daddy!”  She did that for a really long time, and she showered us with hugs and kisses for a while.  She sat down in my lap and I told her it was so good to see her.  She patted me on the back and said, “So good to see you.”  🙂  Makes going home to them that much better!

When we got back home, we called Uncle D and he met us for a sushi dinner.  Chloe was given some “training” chopsticks, and she was determined to use them.  We all told her she could use her hands/fingers, but she would have none of it.  We ordered edamame, and we pulled the beans out of the pod for her to eat.  She would use her chopsticks to pick them up, get one in her mouth, and say, “Mmmmm.  That good bean!  Very good!”  Once she realized how much she liked edamame,  she put the chopsticks down and used her fingers.  Poor Uncle D sat by Chloe, and I think she wore him out.  She was in Chloe mode and needed constant supervision.  By the end of dinner, her shoes were in the floor, her bow was in the floor, most of the sugar packets on the table were on the floor, the chopsticks, forks, and knives were on the floor, and much of her food was on the floor.  I hope Matt left a good tip.