Something to write about…..

I didn’t think I’d have anything to write about today, but I guess that’s the joy of having children. You never know what is going to happen!

First, Cole slept through the night for the 5th night in a row! I’m so nervous to even write about it, but maybe, just maybe, we are getting somewhere with this little booger. And, my reason for writing, he completely soothed himself to sleep this morning for his morning nap. He has NEVER done that! When I get him to nap in the morning, it takes a bottle and the rocking chair for it to happen. This morning I knew he was tired, but I didn’t have time to give him a bottle or rock him. He was wide awake, but I put him in the crib thinking if he sleeps, great! If he doesn’t, we’re getting in the car soon enough so he will sleep. He fussed for a bit, but then went right off to sleep. Hallelujah!

Now it is Chloe’s naptime, and as I’m writing this, Chloe is in her room screaming and crying, “Momma, come back! Come back!” If it’s not one kid, it’s the other!


A Growing Boy

We went to the pediatrician today for Cole’s 6 month appointment. He is no longer in the 3rd percentile……or the 5th percentile…… or the 10th percentile. He is in the 25th percentile! Progress! He weighed 15 lbs., 10 oz. and measured 25.5 inches. At Chloe’s 6 month appt., she weighed 15 lbs. even and was 25.25 inches. It amazes me how close they are in size! Hopefully Cole will overtake her before too long!

The doctor told us to go ahead and feed him solids at breakfast, lunch, and dinner when we eat. Makes me a little sad that he is already at this point…. and he is also wearing size 3 diapers now. Cole got a good report, but he does have acid reflux. Makes me wonder if he has had this all along contributing to his colic.

Cole had to get 3 shots today at the dr., and he did NOT like them. He cried and cried and wanted his momma…. and has wanted his momma all day long. He has had a fever and has been a grump since. He was so tired, cranky, and ready for bed at 7, so I gave him a nice warm bath, some tylenol, and cuddled him to bed with a bottle. Poor little man. These babies have it rough these days with all their vaccines.

Chloe was wild again at dinner tonight, and she must have been starving. We had broccoli cheese soup for dinner, and before Matt and I could get seated, she had finished her bowl. So, I filled her bowl up again with the soup from my bowl. Then, I had to refill it a third time from my bowl!! I think she ate way more than I did! I had taken her shirt off to eat because I knew she would make a mess. She dropped soup on her belly and said, “Hot belly!” Then, she dropped some more on her belly and said, “Hot belly ‘gin!” (Hot belly again.) She thought this was hilarious, and actually, her daddy and I did, too. After she finished her 3rd bowl, she said she wanted some yogurt. We gave her some yogurt, and Matt started clearing the table. I was still sitting at the table but was feeding Cole. I was in a daze and paying no attention to Chloe. I happened to look over, and she had pulled the tub of butter from the middle of the table to her. She was eating the butter with her spoon instead of her yogurt! I said rather loudly, “Oh my gosh!” And of course, what did she yell? Yep, “Oh my gosh!” We took the butter away, and needless to say, she didn’t eat much yogurt.


Once again, Cole slept through the night…. for the 3rd night in a row.  Woo hoo!  However, Matt woke up in the middle of the night because he thought he heard something downstairs.  He went and checked it out, but I think it was just the Easter Bunny!  He left Chloe a horsie, a bathing suit, sidewalk chalk, bubbles, and markers/coloring book.  Cole got some clothes, bubbles, and teething rings.  Poor Cole!  Both Santa and the EB must think Cole needs new clothes because that is mostly what he gets!




Chloe was very hesitant to ride her new horsie, and when she first saw it, she called it a cow.  We told her that it wasn’t a cow, but a horse.  So then she started calling it a horsie.  She finally started bouncing on it and having fun on it, so Daddy said, “Woo!  Giddy up, cow girl!”  To which Chloe answered, “No Daddy.  Not a cow.  Horse.”


When Chloe face-planted off the horsie, she was done with it.  We kept trying to get her back on it, but she kept saying, “No, don’t like it.  No like horsie.”  She then became interested in tyring on her new swim suit.


After playing all morning, we headed to church and then went out to lunch.  Chloe was absolutely crazy at lunch.  She was completely worn out and overly tired after playing all morning at home and playing at church.  She screamed throughout lunch, and Daddy almost took her to the bathroom to spank her.  Luckily, the restaurant was very loud.  I wasn’t much help with Chloe at lunch because I had my hands full with Cole.  Not a relaxing or enjoyable lunch, to say the least!  We got home and made it outside to take some pics of the kids in their Easter attire.  Chloe wore a dress from Pappy and Papa Rod, and Cole wore something that I grabbed for him during the tornado.  I dressed him a little out of my “comfort zone,” but I don’t think he looked too fru fru!  It was on sale, it was the right size, we were in a hurry, and we were about to get blown away, so I grabbed it.




Once we got the pictures taken, every one was ready for bed.  We immediately got both kids tucked in, and Matt and I actually napped as well.  The Easter excitement must have gotten to us all!

Chloe tree, Cole tree…. Bee-you-tee-ful!

Once the weather finally got nice today, we all headed outdoors to see the sunshine…. and to plant some trees. For Chloe, we picked a Bradford Pear because all spring long she has pointed to the blooming Bradford Pears and said, “Mommy, look! White trees! Bee-you-tee-ful!” Now, when you say the word “bee-you-tee-ful” (beautiful) you have to drag it out and make it a long, 4 syllable word. So, since she has been so impressed with the white trees, we decided a Bradford Pear would fit her. Too bad she has to wait until next spring to see the white blooms. For Cole, we went with a strong, fast growing evergreen tree. We all watched Daddy shovel the dirt, and the trees are now in the ground. Chloe would point to her tree and say, “Chloe tree,” and then point to Cole’s tree and say, “Cole tree. Bee-you-tee-ful!”








After the tree hugging, it was Easter egg dying time! I thought I was on top of the game, but as you will notice in the pictures, I forgot to buy the cups to dye the eggs. So, we had to use our wine glasses. It’s all we had that was deep enough for the entire egg to be covered with dye. This was Chloe’s first egg dying experience, and we had to set a couple of rules, most importantly, not drinking the dye. I guess because we were using wine glasses, she thought the dye was a drink. There were several times where Matt and I turned around and a caught her just before the dye reached her lips. We had no major disasters, and Chloe LOVED “coloring” the eggs.  She kept pointing to the eggs and saying, “chicken.”  I don’t know where she learned that, but I think she knew that chickens come from eggs.




After eating dinner, bathing, and getting ready for bed, we came downstairs to see the eggs once they were dry. We put them in an easter basket and set out for the Easter Bunny to see. Chloe was so excited she didn’t know what to do with herself. At first we tried to keep her from picking up the Easter eggs, but she was having so much fun we let her. What could she do besides break them? She was very gentle with the eggs, and Matt and I would catch her taking them out and putting them all back in the basket and hugging the basket. She would pull the eggs out one by one and run to us and tell us the colors. It was a struggle getting her to bed, but she told the eggs good night several times. We also put out her Easter basket and Cole’s Easter basket so the Easter bunny can find it tonight.



Go mall, see Ee-tah Bunny

Our morning got off to a bit of a rough start. Matt and I stayed up way too late last night, and we kept having “one more” glass of wine….. which turned into too many. But, we were very sad over Dan Miller’s passing, and we kept watching the coverage about his life. I, along with most of Nashville, couldn’t control the waterworks for most of the evening, and I’m so sad he’s gone.

On to brighter things, though…. Luckily, Cole slept through the night, but he and Chloe started our day before we were ready. We downed some coffee to ease the pain because what else can you do?

Chloe and Cole opened their Easter gifts from Nannie and Big Poppa and from Pappy and Papa Rod. Chloe was excited and enjoyed opening/playing with her presents.

We told Chloe we were going to the mall to see the Easter Bunny, so the rest of the morning, she repeated, “Go mall? See Ee-tah bunny?” She couldn’t wait, so we headed to lunch and to the mall. We went straight to see the Easter Bunny. In line, Chloe couldn’t really see the EB, but she was watching and sucking her thumb…… soothing herself, maybe? When it was our turn, Chloe was saying “no” and wouldn’t let go of Daddy. Cole had absolutely no problem sitting in the EB’s lap, but Chloe would not. She never got in his/ her (is the EB male or female??), but she did sit beside him, very reluctantly, for a short time…. just long enough to get a couple pics.

After the photo shoot, the mall announced that we were under a tornado warning and to stay away from all glass and windows, but what is at the front of every store??? A glass window. Not much you can do to take cover from a tornado in a mall. So, Matt drove the kids around in the double “wagon” while I found Cole some Easter clothes and Chloe some Easter shoes.

The mall announced that the tornado warning was over, so on the way out we had 15 minutes for Chloe to play on the indoor playground. Those 15 minutes were not long enough for her because we had to MAKE her leave. On the way to the car, she sobbed, “Down slide! Play girls!” Sob, sob, “Daddy, down slide! Play girls!”

After getting home, we realized what terrible weather had occured. A tornado hit Murfreesboro and left part of it in shambles. Nashville sure has received some bad news the past 2 days.


I love the way Chloe is looking at the EB in this picture.  I wish I knew what was going on in that head of hers!


Abigail and Niki

This morning when Chloe awoke, I told her we were going to play today and that Abigail was coming over. She had a hard time saying Abigail, so I told her Baby Abby. She could easily say Baby Abby and said it all morning long….. over and over and over and over. “Baby Abby play?” “Baby Abby play?” After I told her Abigail was coming over, I said Miss Niki was coming over too. When I said Miss Niki, Chloe’s eyes lit up and she said, “Mickey Mouse!” So, I told Niki that Chloe may have been a little disappointed when she walked in the door and not Mickey Mouse.

It was a fun day, and Miss Niki and Baby Abby stayed for about 5 hours, and I don’t think there was a moment’s silence that entire time….. not from the kids but from Niki and me talking so much. We had a LOT of catching up to do!! By the middle of the visit, Chloe was saying Abigail, and she was really worried that Abigail was hungry. By the end of the visit, both my kids were sleeping. I’m so disappointed that I didn’t get a picture of all the kids together, but I did get a great pic of Abigail. She is one month older than Cole, and it is amazing the difference one month makes. She is sitting up, pulling up, and getting in position to crawl. Cole has some catching up to do!


Cole is 6 Months!!!

I can’t believe 6 months ago we were in the hospital having Cole! His little life is just passing us by. Chloe seemed to grow quickly, too, but Cole seems so much quicker! I guess it’s just because we are busier with 2 kids. I thought by the time Cole was 6 months, we would be good to go! But, I was up with him twice last night. Finally got him back to bed at 6:15 (in our bed…..I know….a bad habit) only to wake back up at 7:30 with ChloBelle. It may be time to cry it out!