Christmas/ Birthdays/ Etc.....

Whoa nelly! It's been since Thanksgiving since I wrote anything for the blog. This is mostly because I'm on Facebook giving updates, but I suppose it's time to actually write a bit more. If you're eating a sandwich, you might want to put it down or come back to this post later. We are potty training, and I'll be talking about that (among other things).

Since my last post, we've had Christmas, and New Year's, and birthday parties for both boys. As you might imagine, Christmas was magical - the wide-eyed wonder both boys showed is what I live for. Mason was truly concerned about Santa coming down the chimney and how we would negotiate the tight space while not catching on fire. He said, with concern in his eyes, "Santa come down chimney! Burn butt!"

How did I handle this, you ask? I didn't. Disney did it for me. Thank you Disney! They made a show called Prep & Landing, all about the elves who visit your house and get it ready for Santa's arrival, using (among other things) a fire extinguisher to put out the fire and prevent any butt burning incidents.

2010 arrived with a bottle of champagne, and then it was right off to Mason's birthday party. Dave, Jen and Peyton were in town, so they were able to join us, and that was truly awesome. I barked orders at them like a drill sergeant all morning, and they took it like champs and helped us have a successful party for our resident 3-year-old.

And then the miracle child turned 5. What a day that was. It's so hard to fathom that there was a time when we thought he'd never reach his first birthday. And now here he is - whooping my butt in Monopoly Jr. on a daily basis and generally making me feel like a proud mama and an idiot at the same time. I guess that's what kids are for, right? We invited Corey's entire preschool class for his party, because as I said earlier, I'm an idiot. By some miracle it turned out to be a great party, though, and Corey was thrilled to have all his friends with him. Additionally miraculous was the fact that I didn't fall on my face during the party, because for some reason I decided that it would be a good idea to wear my stilettos with my bluejeans, which, as everyone knows, is the most practical thing to wear for a kid's birthday party. Or wait, maybe that was for Mason's party? I forget. It's that idiot thing again.

As I said, we are also potty training. Or should I say, we are in potty training hell. I have successfully trained Mason to use the laptop - he can navigate Nick Jr. on his own, play games, and surf around on youtube, but for some reason the act of pulling down his pants and sitting on the toilet is just beyond his ability. He finally decided to start talking, however, so now he can tell me all about it in fabulous detail when he poops in his pants or pees on the floor. (sigh)

I guess the only other noteworthy item at the moment is that Corey absolutely loves school. When we got 28 inches of snow (or whatever it was - it was a ridiculous amount), Corey cried because his school was closed. One day I said to him, in an effort to stop him from crying, "Corey, do you want to get a doughnut?" He yelled at the top of his lungs, "I DON'T WANNA GET A DOUGHNUT! I JUST WANNA GO TO SCHOOL!" Then he wailed even louder.

I'm going to miss these days. Time to walk to the docks and throw rocks in the water.