Things have been very busy around here since I last posted for me and my schooling goals -- dissertation finishing and preparing for the defense. This past week, we had a combination of snow and cold temperatures that resulted in cancelled classes for the boys' preschool AND the two universities were my husband and I work, respectively.
Chaos is ruling, but it's a good kind of chaos.
We thought he had bitten through his lip. By the time we got to the er parking lot, he was giving us this face. So we turned around and went home.
Almost done with the semester and looking forward to a summer of dissertating and hanging out with these guys.
My little buddy turned 2 years old yesterday! We celebrated by having lasagna dinner for around 22 (my mom's side of the family, Hal's parents, and Luke's godfather's family). He got lots of presents (including a sandbox) and really enjoyed his cake, which he has been asking for for days.
Nathan is so sweet. He's talking more and more and he loves to run, climb, and jump. He and his big brother have such fun together (most of the time). Nathan is a finicky eater -- we never know if he's going to eat everything or nothing on his plate. He especially likes anything sweet, bread, hot dogs, cheese, raisins, and pizza (what terrible nutrition). We work on veggies and fruits, but he has always been very stubborn about food. If he doesn't want it, he's not going to eat it (and the reverse is true -- there is no quicker way to get a crying/tantrum than to take away something he wants to eat).
He loves lions and making animal noises. He enjoys Sesame Street, Thomas the Tank Engine, and he gets excited when he sees airplanes. He gives hugs and kisses a lot and really enjoys seeing Gammy (my mom) and "The Pa" (my dad).
He likes his book Moon Mater the best, but he loves to read and sing, especially before bed. He enjoys the bathtub and loves to say "potty," particularly when his big brother leaves a table at a restaurant to go to the potty. He likes to draw and dance and is just a joy.
So I announced right around Christmas that my goal in the new year was to run a 5K.
And my body immediately went ballistic.
Since the new year, I have had: 1. a fall on the ice that cause bruised ribs. 2. a hernia (in my stomach, doesn't hurt, so just something to keep an eye on) 3. the flu 4. pleurisy (by far the worst thing on this list) 5. sinus infection.
Added to my normal hurting knees and heals and tight sides of calves, I am a MESS.
Do I abandon the 5k? Do I just walk a 5k? My body was furious that I even came up with the idea.
We are pleased to announce that Eff married Clarabell in a lavish yet spur of the moment ceremony.
