7 days until Christmas...

and I am almost done shopping. I need 2 more presents for Cameron, 2 more for Nick, and to start and finish Mike (him for me too) and our parents.

I cannot believe how fast this year has gone. Not long after the new year, I will have a 7 year old, not long after that, a 5 year old (again), and a not long after that, a 2 year old (again, again).

Kevin's Christmas concert....

cutest thing ever. I miss Kevin being a baby, but I love all of this "big kid" stuff too!

He thought Mike was taking pictures, so you'll notice the smiling while singing! lol this was the first song they sang :)

I'm boring.

nothing worth blogging about lately, I guess. thanksgiving was nice, my mom and Karen, Scott and Sean, and then us. small, and nice.

Christmas is getting ridiculous. I get so flustered thinking about how many people we need to see, that I dread it, rather than get excited. Mikes family always does Christmas Eve. My mom's side always does Christmas Eve. So if we want to see both, we have to run around like chickens, with our heads cut off. Then, Christmas day, we do our present thing, and normally my mom and sister come and we do a late breakfast, and presents. We usually squeeze my dad in there Christmas day too. then we decide when to add in my Nan (dad's mom), sometimes the day after we'll head up to her house for the night, but there has been the years when we haven't found time until January. February even!

I was talking to Nan the other day and she was telling me about my aunt and how she went to her friends for Thanksgiving, and that Katie (cousin) went to her boyfriends family, and Emily (other cousin) was working. Amaya (Emily's daughter) was with her fathers parents. After all of that it got me thinking, they never had a real traditional thanksgiving plan, after Nan moved to Maine. So since then, sometimes Nan goes to Dads, sometime to Kathy's. When my parents were married, we always had thanksgiving at Nans in the Hampton house. Always. When we moved to Greenland, mom hosted her side at our house. But, I started thinking, when my babies are grown with girlfriends, or wives, where will they all be? At the girlfriends family's house, like Kate? With their wives family? And if so, where will I be? So I have decided, that I am hosting thanksgiving every year. It will just be what we do. So the future daughters-in-law, will marry into the family understanding that that's the way we roll.

Christmas on the other hand, is tricky. We'll always have the morning, but I cant just host. My dad's girlfriend doesn't do anything that would involve my mom. So we always have to have 2 if we're including dad. This year, I cant fit dad in on Christmas day, so its gonna have to be the day after. We've already planned with Nan that we'll go up for a weekend in January, mostly to take the present buying burden off of her. She;s got alot of people to buy for now.

Anyway, random thoughts on a Wednesday afternoon.

Role Models..

My sister and I went to see this movie today. There were some funny parts, overall good. But before I left, Kevin wanted to come with us.

Kevin: I want to go to the movies too, what kind of movie are you seeing?

Me: It's called Role Models. Its a grown up movie.

Kevin: Well, I want to go.

Me: You cant buddy, you have to be 17 or older to get in.

Kevin: Why?

Me: There will be lots of swears in it.

Kevin: I like swears!

Me: Me too bud, but you still cant go.

After seeing it, if there weren't swears, and the one set of boobs, he could have watched it. He probably would have liked it.

I'm not ready...

Why are they playing Christmas commercials already?! I don't want to think about Christmas yet! Ugh!

I have decided this year that the children are not getting as much as they have gotten every year. Last year, they got an obnoxious amount of toys, that they just had to have, and seriously, if they played with it on Christmas day, I'll be surprised. I've set a limit, they will be getting 3 items that they want, and that's it from us. Santa will be getting them something the biggens can do together, and something minor for Nick. Stockings will not be filled with electronics, (ie. movies, games etc). From this year on, they will learn what Christmas is supposed to be about. So there.

I just wish the stores would let us get through Thanksgiving before they start playing the Christmas commercials.

Another Nick post..

He is now an official part time walker! He still gets around faster by crawling, but soon he'll be a full timer! lol

Nick and walking..

he finally took 2 steps on monday. and probably would have done more, but he saw me looking at him, grinning like an idiot, literally rolled his eyes at me, and got down.

and I wish I was kidding about the eye rolling, because sadly, I am not.

OMG...

I forgot to mention, that Cameron swears Mike took the provider bus to school. Every time he sees one, he says" Oh! There goes Daddy's little bus! He took that to school when he was a kid!" No idea why he would think Mike took the "short bus". Makes a father proud....

Keeping in touch...

Why is it so hard to keep in touch? I cant remember the last time I talked to my best high school friend, on the phone, in person, through email, on myspace. She has never met Nick, and her 2 kids hardly know me. Her oldest son is a year older than Kevin, so we should be closer! She lives about 20ish mins from here, and I never see her. She's never even been to my house, and we've been here 2 1/2 years. Foolish. I spent half a day with my best guy friend and his wife on Saturday. It was nice, we've been friends since we were 13. But it was forever since I had seen him too! The excuse is that we're too busy, but seriously, are we that busy? We do something with Mike's friend (of 20 years!), his fiance and their kids just about every weekend, but never have time for any other friends. I dont get it.

Nick and Cam...

Nick loves getting his picture taken. As long as it's not professionally. Cause you know, thats different. Anyway, if he sees a camera, he needs his picture taken. It's so cute! The other night, he was sitting with me, and Cam had the camera, he put his face on my face and said "cheese!". Thankfully we got the picture, cause it was pretty cute.

Cameron and Nick are so funny together now. Nick is at an age where Cameron thinks he's cool and they play together. I love watching them :) I'm sad that Nick is getting older, but I love that's he's becoming a little man.

Crying it out...

Never thought I'd do it to one of my precious angels, but after last night, and Nick thinking he was staying up to party tonight, it had to be done (according to Mike). He just stopped crying and I'm assuming is sleeping. I am waiting until I can go in there to cover him up safely, without waking him up.

I have to say, it was horrible. I cant stand to hear my kids upset, but this was different. He was crying, for me, or someone to save him, and no one came. He cried so much for someone to save him, it wore him out. His last thought before falling asleep, was that I didn't come. Daddy didnt come. He was alone. Upset, and no one made it better. It was all I could do not to get him. I didn't want to ruin it in the middle, but now I wish I would have just gotten him in the beginning like I wanted to. He is an awful sleeper. I wish we would have learned our lesson after the biggens, and put him to sleep awake when he was a baby. Then this never would have had to happen.

I feel so mean. I hope he doesn't remember this in the morning. :(

Cub Scout!

Last night...

was not lovely. Bed time is 8pm here. Nick didn't go to sleep until 930. I fell asleep at 10ish, and he woke us up at 1130. He was acting like his belly hurt, couldn't get comfortable, tight stomach, crying. Not good times. This went on until about 130. I tried rocking him in the rocking chair, putting the TV on to get his mind off of it, snuggling, whatever. Mike tried everything I tried, still didn't work. At 130, he must have been sooo over tired, he got way too happy. He was tickling us, wrestling, screaming in delight, standing on the bed, and purposely falling down. Until 245. When he finally went to sleep at 3. I, of course could not go to sleep. Mike fell asleep, and was snoring, so that kept me up. When I finally fell asleep, Cameron woke me up. That was at 4. Then I must have dozed off when Mikes warning alarm went off at 5. Then his second warning alarm, at 520. He decided to get up at 530, and woke me up to see if I wanted to shower with him then. I did. not. He turned the closet light on. Left it on. Turned it off after I nicely ( ;) ) asked him to. Fell asleep again, until my real alarm went off at 6. I got up, decided to get in the shower and use the conditioner I bought last night. I have 4 million bottles of shampoo, and a teeny bit of conditioner. I grab the conditioner off of the bathroom counter, and realize it is not conditioner. Shampoo. More shampoo. Good thing I have enough conditioner for one more shower, or I probably would have shaved my head right then. Nick got up at 630, and was not pleasant.

I am so not bright eyed and bushy tailed today. Oh and I have super supreme cramps today.

The brightest part of the day, Kevin always kisses and hugs me before he gets on the bus, in front of everyone. But, once he gets on the bus, he forgets that I'm standing there, waving. I have waved everyday, because someday he might look and I want to make sure he sees me waving to him. Today he looked. And waved back. He has no idea that that teeny wave was just what I needed to make all the pissiness go away. I love him.

The Biggens...

Kevin has been into these new toys, Bakugans. Its a cartoon, its toys, its a game, its accessories, its awesome. Apparently. Walmart, Target and K-Mart can't keep these things in stock. This is what he spends all of his allowance money on, this is what he talks about. This is what he wants to play all the time. Cameron couldn't have cared less.

Until today.

We went to good ol' Walmart, and they actually had some! They were picked through, and in a messy pile all over the shelf, but they were there, and there was one that Kevin didn't have. Cameron wanted one too. Really wanted one. So they both picked one out, and there went $10 I'll never see again. So they get home, and they play Bakugans, and they talk about Bakugans. Kevin is so excited Cameron is into it, he could probably just burst. They even hugged! Kevin even gave Cameron one of his......granted it has low G's, and will most always lose in a battle, but he was so full of love for his brother, that he gave him one of his precious Bakugans! That he paid for, with his allowance!

I'm so proud.

For anyone that cares......http://www.bakugan.com

Nick...

Because he isn't in school, he didn't get his own post. So I figured I'd do one for him.

He is spoiled and high maintenance. He has started hitting, and scowling, and yelling and kicking. He doesn't sleep well, therefore we don't sleep well. He is stubborn and will. not. do anything if he doesn't want to. He has a short list of people he likes, and doesn't add to the list often. Buuuuuuut, he is adorable and funny. He loves watching the biggens play the wii. He loves playing pass with a ball, bottle, wipe, diaper, kitten, stuffed animal, my keys, the phone, a sock, some pants, a dryer sheet, a shoe, gold fish crackers, a crayon, a pen, and the remote. He talks up a storm, when he wants to. He stands up, and looks like he's gonna walk, and then sits down. He gives real kisses, blows kisses and hugs, when he wants to. He fights diaper changes. He loves the bath. He loves Blues Clues and Nemo. He has favorite blankies. He throws his food to the dogs. He's a picky eater.

And I love all of that and more about him.

Forgetfullness

I literally forget everything.

When we leave to go somewhere, I always have to run back in the house for something I've left behind. Sometimes I get all the way out of the neighborhood, and have to turn around. I hate this about myself, and I honestly have no idea what I should do differently so I'm not this way. I lose things easily. I have a black hole that follows me around, and there are so many things I want back!

Recently I was talking to my mom about how she had kept my very first ever birth certificate, and when Mike and I got married, she took it from her filing cabinet, for me to put it in mine. I lost it, and have had to purchase 3 since. I cannot get into a filing routine, so I lose other important papers, etc. I annoy myself, and others. I'd like to be more organized, so the boys are organized adults, but how? Ugh.

I also cannot stick to anything, so even if I figure out a way to get my shit together, I'll stop doing it after 2 weeks. Except for the diet I'm starting tomorrow. ~eyeroll~ I need ginseng. Or ginko? I can't remember.

The neighbors are moving..

tomorrow.

We bought this house in 2006. Cameron was just over 2 when we moved in. Next door, they have 3 kids, a 10 year old boy, an 8 year old boy, and Cameron's best buddy, Ella, who's 4. They have always been best buddies. And they're so cute together, both blond hair, blue eyed cuties. Anyway, they are having a new house built, and they close on their old house tomorrow. Cameron knows shes moving, but I don't think he gets that she wont be here at all. He doesn't remember living anywhere else but here, so he doesn't remember not having her right next door. Very sad. I get choked up thinking about how he'll feel when it really happens. I'm hoping we can work something out so that way he can see her regularly. They go to the same preschool, in different classes, so at least they'll see each other then.

:( poor Cam.

Things I hate...

or dislike strongly.

• Swallowing gum. It feels like its stuck in my throat for days.
• Hair in my mouth. gross
• All of my skinny clothes. I should get rid of them, I'm just too damn lazy.
• Winter. I can feel it coming.
• Jacks Big Music Show.

I'll come back to these I'm sure. Apparently these are the things annoying me today.

Cameron's 1st day in Pre-K....

So Monday was Cameron's first day of Pre-k 3. (3 meaning 3 days a week). Last year he was in preschool, and so pre-k is the next step. Both classes are the same teacher, Miss Kara, and Kevin had her for 2 years too. He was excited, and we had been counting down the days till he went back to school.

His shirt says "all my great ideas get me into trouble". so true.

Those are 2 of the 3 little girlies in his class, Lucy with the pigtails and Julianne in the pink. Cam is such a ladies man. He did great, and loves that it's 3 days this year instead of only 2. I cant believe how fast they are growing up.

eh.

I've got nothing really to talk about.

I lost 6 pounds recently, but I think its back. I'm bloated like a mutha, too much sodium or something. I need me some lipo.

Kids are good, Kevin loves school and Bakugan. Cameron's loving school and Miss Kara. (I'll post a Cameron's first day of preK-3 post tomorrow) Nick is getting used to Sean (my nephew) being around everyday, and needs to sleep for the whole night, not just most of it.

Its fall. It was a crisp fallish day today. Kids wore pants to school. You know its over when the kids start wearing pants. I'm just glad I'll have to shave less. Mike is somewhere cringing at the thought, I'm sure.

anyway, blah.

Sick..

Cameron and I were sick Friday. Cameron with a fever and the blahs. I was making frequent trips to the bathroom.

Saturday, Cam felt better, I was still iffy. Kevin started with a runny nose and the sneezes.

Sunday, Kevin's got a cold, me and Cameron are better.

Today, Kevin is worse, fever and runny nose, and Nick has a fever and the blahs. And now Cameron has the poops.

Fantastic. School has barely started and already the germs are running rampant through the house.

If you're wondering where the picture at the top is from, Mike and the neighbor went on a hike up Mt Chocorua on Sunday. Those are the beautiful NH white mountains! :)

1st grade.

I remember starting 1st grade. No big deal. I was excited, being at school all day is awesome when you're 6! Riding the bus, having lunch at school! Being with your friends all day!

What I didn't know, was that my mom was home, sad and missing me. Probably wondering where the hell the time went, and wasn't she just in 1st grade?!

Well. Now I'm at home, sad and missing my boy, wondering how the hell he got old enough to be a 1st grader!!

He decided he'd ride the bus instead of me taking him on the first day. So I met the bus at the school (which I also have pictures of, but I didn't want to bore you with those..).

He has a locker, which is adorable. All my worries were gone as soon as Evan said "Hi Kevin". (he's in the orange shirt, up above) They're apparently, best friends now.

He got a sticker on the first day, for listening and behaving! And could. not. wait to go back today.

Yesterday my mother in law watched Cameron and Nick, so Mike and I could go with Kevin. So today, Cameron had to watch Kevin get on the bus. And not only Kevin, but Shannon (Cameron's best friend, who started kindergarten this year). He cried. I mean seriously, your big brother and best friend get on the bus, while you have to hang out with mom and your baby brother (not to mention your cousin, who you cant stand) all day? I'd have cried too. He cant wait to start back to school on the 8Th.

Funny conversation I overheard yesterday...

The big boys are outside, Cameron is riding the lightening mcqueen power wheels, Kevin is riding his bike. Kevin decides he wants to ride the car, but in the road, which isn't allowed unless I'm outside with them.

Kevin (to Cameron): "Ask mom if I can ride Lightening in the road. Just one time. And when she says no, say pleeeeeeaaaaase"

Cameron (to Kevin): "ok."

Cameron (to me): "Momma, can Kevin ride in the road? Just one time? He needs to practice his race in the road one time."

Me: "I said I didn't want you guys riding in the road because I'm not out there."

Cameron: ..........."pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaase??"

Me: "Not until I'm out there too."

Cameron (to Kevin): "She said no."

Kevin: "did you say pleeeeeeeaaaasse?"

these boys.

End of Summer...

This was the last official weekend of summer (for Kevin at least), where school starts on Wednesday. so we decided to take the kids to Santa's Village waaaaay up in Jefferson NH. 2.5 hours there, 2.5 hours back.
Mike had the brilliant idea to take his small, 2 door commuter car, where it's so cheap on gas. I wasn't thrilled with the idea, but he figured it'd take a 1/2 a tank in the van (12.5ish gallons) or a half a tank in the little car (4ish gallons). So, being the mathematician I am, I figured out that 4 is much smaller than 12.5, and we took the small commuter car.
now. in the van, Kevin and Nick are in the middle and Cameron is in the way back. Kevin used to be in the way back too, buuuut, that didn't work out so well. Cameron is much better by himself in the back.
Mike's little car doesn't have a way back....that was strike one. the 2.5 hour car ride was strike 2. the "we're so tired from having so much fun and we were in the sun all day" crankiness was strike 3. the ride up wasn't so bad.
we had so much fun! they played Christmas music, and all the rides and stuff are all Santa themed. Santa is even there for pictures. we saw reindeer and elves. mike and Kevin went on the ferris wheel, we all went on the flying sleighs. mike went on the flume ride by himself, and mike Kevin and Cameron went on the roller coaster. we saw shows, and did the Elfabet hunt. it was such a nice way to end the summer.

I was very sad to see that a few trees up in the mountains have leaves that are starting to change already. doesn't seem like it's possible summer is over. I love fall....but loathe winter.

1 day of summer!

Yesterday, on the 18th of August, we got to pretend, for a minute, that it was summer. I even had to put the air conditioning on!!

First picture up, Cameron. Helmet on, hose ready....


Kevin has no idea whats coming. He thinks Cameron is just thirsty....

Except that he wasnt just thirsty.....

And one of Nick, my mom took during this weekends sleep over!

And there they are, all 3 of 'um.

Old at 27

So my 10 year high school reunion is next year. My class president has already set up a facebook group about it, and everything. I knew it was coming. But hooooly crap I cant believe its already time for that! I don't want to be old enough for that. I'm really not 17 anymore. (and yes I realize I have 3 children and a husband, and I also realize I haven't been 17 for 10 years :,( ) I'm having a hard time as I get closer to 30. I need a pause button please! And ironically, the day after I joined the 10 year reunion group thing, I threw out my back! Are you kidding me? I bent down, to pick up Nick's diaper bag, it was laying on it's side, and my back went out. It took all the rest of the night for me to be comfortable with the ache in my lower back. And this morning, I can still feel it. Apparently, according to my mom, I should start some kind of skin care regimen to ward off wrinkles too. I'm "at that age". Way to kick me while I'm down Ma.
I'm preparing myself for a raging mid-life crisis, cause I'm sure it'll be BIG. Poor Mike.

Mom vs Me..

I've been thinking alot lately about how different my mom and I are. The way I parent, compared to the way she parented. The way I clean, compared to the way she cleans. She was definitely born to be a mother of girls. Back when my sister and I were kids, her personality then, she never would have survived in a house full of boys. She was always cleaning, and very organized. The floor was vacuumed twice a day, and everything was dusted every day. She did all of this crazy stuff while raising my sister and I, and running an in-home daycare. At one time, she had 8 kids all day, and still cleaned like a crazy person. I do have to mention, however, that she is less extreme now, and she loves that she has been given 4 grandsons. She rolls around on the floor with them, and is less uptight. Her house is still spotless, but she doesn't obsess about cleaning now. She was the type of mother that was too quiet around her babies, so, we slept like crap.

I am her opposite. In just about every way. I was born to be a mother of boys. I-would-never-survive in a house full of girls. (I shudder to think about all the pepto pink, and pukey purple.) We've joked that my house is loud, when no one is home. My boys are extremely well behaved, and not the typical crazy, jumping around boys, but they 'are' boys. We don't play pretty princess, and momma and baby. We play pirates, and tickle monsters, and dinosaurs, and lions, and pretend karate, etc. We have boo boos and dirty knees. The toilet seats are usually up. There is farting and burping. I like a clean house. I really, really do. But I don't clean every day. I swiffer-vac the floors and vacuum the rugs 5ish days a week, but it is summer, so in-and-out almost can't be prevented.

I joke that I can't possibly be from the same gene pool as my mother, but we look too much alike. My sister on the other hand, is a carbon copy of my mother. Her apartment looks like the model apartment, that the landlords would show to new renters. It's so clean, I think it's sterile. She probably could have had her c-section in there with no problem.

I wonder if I'm relaxed because Mom wasn't? It cant be just that I'm lazy...

For the 4th ever post...

I thought I'd share pictures of the boys. Sooo.....

Here's Kevin, riding on 2 wheels instead of 4. This was the day we took the training wheels off, so notice the serious expression. He loves taking bike rides, and Mike and I have to work to keep up with him.

Cameron fishing. He loves to fish and on this day, all he did the entire day was cast and reel. Never caught anything, but he worked on it anyway.

And last, but not least, Nick. Saying "cheese". I love him, and he's a goofball.

Day 2...

2 of my 3 boy are picky eaters. Kevin likes only certain things, and usually likes them plain. No ketsup (catch-up) on french fries, nothing on a cheeseburger. He doesn't like to try new things, and our grocery list looks pretty much the same every week. He hates veggies. Or at least he thinks he does. Nick is our other picky eater. He likes a hand full of foods, and that's all he'll put in his mouth. He will always eat pancakes (plain), goldfish, noodles, pb&j, and chicken. If he eats something other than that, its a good day. I'm so sick of grocery shopping. I could probably do it while sleeping. Its always the same aisles, the same stuff. I'm gonna try an experiment. I'll keep this weekends receipt and next weeks, and see how much is the same. I'll report back, where I'm sure you'll be waiting on pins and needles....

Kevin starts school at the end of the month. I am worried about our new schedule once that happens. He will need to be at the bus stop at 7:30am. Not too bad, but I babysit my cousins daughter 3 days a week and not too long after he starts school, I'll be babysitting my nephew as well. The second week of September, Cameron goes back to preschool. Let's run this down...I will be waking up at 6 to shower and get ready. My nephew and cousin will be here around 630, which is when Kevin should be waking up. I need to make sure Nick and Cameron are awake by 7. We'll get Kev to the bus stop and go home and get Cameron ready for school. I'm not sure when I'll work in the babies' breakfast yet. Cam needs to be at school for 845, we'll leave at 830. Come home around 9, and someone, if not all, will need a nap. Definitely my nephew, where he will only be about 8 weeks. My mornings are gonna be busy. To compare what will be, to what is...it's 9am. I haven't showered and my bed isn't made. 2 of my 3 are dressed, and I'm fine with it. I guess maybe I should start practicing my new schedule. At least gets the kids ready for it.

Not only did I remember...

I came back on the same day! So proud.

I wanted to talk more about who I am, incase I ever have any readers, and there wasnt alot of room in the profile section.

I'm 27. I've been married for almost 8 years, and we have 3 sons. Kevin, 6 1/2, Cameron, 4 1/2, and Nicholas 15 1/2 months. I've lived in New Hampshire my entire life. Its boring and I'm not a fan. I have been telling myself for, oh, about 6 months, that tomorrow will be the first day of my diet. I started Weight Watchers back in March, and in the first week lost almost 7 pounds. And then gained it all back. When I think about how much weight I could have lost if I had stuck with it.....well I dont like to think about it. Since I'm not planning on having readers, I feel comfortable enough to tell you (me) that I am ............... 46 pounds from where I was when I got pregnant with Kevin. Now, I do have to say that I was only 104 lbs back then, but still, 46 is a large number. Anyway, I wouldnt ever want to be that skinny again, but I'd like to lose 20 lbs definately, but 30 to be happy. Tomorrow I'll start my diet...*wink*

I have small anxiety attacks when I think about Kevin starting 1st grade in a few short weeks. This is when I start to slowly lose him. He'll be his very own person, for real, and I'm so sad about it. He went to a private kindergarten, so that almost didnt feel like the real thing. This is. He'll be on a bus and gone from me alllll day.

I have 2 dogs. Teek is a pomeranian/yorkie mix, and Molly is a border collie/lab. Teek is 2, and thinks he's awesome, and Molly is a puppy. I cant even remember how old she is. I'm too tired to figure it out. She's something weeks old. More than 10, less than 20.

I will most likely have a few typos. Dont even get me started on the bad grammer. (grammer is a weird word. say it a few times..) I will most definately have run-on sentences, I think they're the best kind. But I really just hope to have this to read in a year or more, and see what a dork I was/am. Ever find an old journal from when you were a kid? I love those. I love reading my yearbooks, the comments people left, remembering what kind of person I was then. And this time, I'll remember what kind of kids my kids were. Should be fun.

My very first post!

I bet you think I have a wicked sweet entry for my very first post.....I dont.

I've started a blog. I'm hoping I'll remember to write things down, so I'll always remember them. I'm forgetful. My mother isnt forgetful. I thought when I "grew up" something inside would click on, and I'd be all responsible and organized. It never happened though. I'm still waiting. I'm thinking it'll be any day now....

Lets see, recent stuff thats happened...

Kevin learned to ride a 2 wheeler a little over a week ago. He's 6 1/2, which I thought was kinda late, but whatever, he's doing it. My sisters friend was 13 before she rode without training wheels. Weird.

Cameron is growing up so fast, he's such a little man. He's engaged, apparently, to Mike's best friends fiance. He says that when they get married, he's gonna kiss her all day. He is also planning on being a polygamist. He has 4 potential wives picked out.

Nick has not yet decided walking is the way to go. He stands for a small amount of time, and then sits on his bum. He's 15 months. I'm thinking he'll crawl to kindergarten.

I guess that will be the end of my first post. Hopefully I'll remember to come back...