Hunter - "wah wah wah"  (crying, screaming, you get the picture)

Drew - "Mommy, come quick, Hunter is crying"

I run into the room (I was in the kitchen, doing some dishes).  I see Hunter crying and Drew is standing near by looking perplexed.

Drew - "Mommy, I couldn't make Hunter stop crying....I don't have any milk in my boobs".

Friday September 17, 2010

Friday was another perfect day.

My husband has been on days for the past week as he's had training.

The boys and I woke up, had breakfast and then got down to business......the business of playing.  It's serious work.  The usual, trains, trucks, tractors, and cars.....gotta love boys.  It always amazes me how drawn they are to typical "boy" toys.  Why can't we just have a tea party, or play with dolls once in a while???  lol.

At 11, Hunter had a nap and Drew and I just hung out.  We read stories, watched treehouse, played trains and made lunch.  When Hunter woke up, we packed up the van and headed to Nana and Papa's.

Once there, we played with Nana for a while and then she had to leave on her bus run.  Drew didn't want to go with her (something we're a bit nervous about, because up until two days ago, he would have sold his brother to get on that bus....maybe he's really nervous about school?  He starts getting picked up by nana's bus from school tomorrow...we'll see).

When Nana was gone, the boys and I walked down to the park.  My parents joined us there once they got home from work. 

Once back at the Glen, James joined us after work, as did my brother and we just all hung out for the evening.  We set up the bouncy castle, played trains, drove the gator and played hide and seek.  We love the Glen so much. 

My son is now a "kindergartener".

Drew trying to show off his backpack.

Today, Drew began his adventures in school.  Today was his first "half" day (he starts full days on monday).  I was quite anxious about this day, because throughout the past couple of weeks, he has been "melting down" whenever the subject of school came up.  He was quite excited about big school until I had to break the news to him that his friends Ethan and Emma were not joining him at his big school.  Poor little man.

This morning, we rushed to get breakfast in, got dressed and headed out the door.  There were no tears, and not much resistance to leave....I was still nervous for the actual drop-off. 

Once at the school, we headed inside through the main office doors.  In order to get to the kindergarten rooms, we had to walk through half the school.  Drew, Hunter and I are walking through the halls, I'm carrying Hunter and holding Drew's hand.  Drew looks up at me and says, "I'm so excited for big school".  My heart skipped a beat.  He is now STRUTTING down the hall.  It was adorable.

We get to his room, and the rest of the kids (only half of his class was scheduled for this half-day) were heading into the room.  Drew lets go of my hand and heads into the room.  I am trying to stop him to give him a hug, but he is completely ignoring me...I follow him into the room (the only parent to do so), frantically saying "bye Drew, bye Drew, BYE DREW, I LOVE YOU DREW"....Drew does not hear me.  He is standing in the room, with his little back pack on, hands behind his back, listening to what the teacher is saying.  I give my head a shake, realize that he is fine, and leave the room, trying to hold the tears back.

There you have it.  School has begun.

I pick him up, and the first thing he says to me is, "is tomorrow my bus day, mommy?"  "Is Nana going to pick me up from school tomorrow???"  (My mom is going to be his bus-driver for home time - he will be taken home to the Glen...he is SO EXCITED).

I took the boys to McDonalds for lunch.  The first thing Drew had to do was go potty.  He held it all morning.  I'm nervous about what will happen when he's there for a full day.  I hope he goes while at school on monday.

I am so proud of him.  He did so great.  I miss my baby.

My baby is 4!

Happy birthday, little man! 

Drew woke up this morning, saw his gifts from us sitting on the playroom floor and wanted to open them right away (naturally).  I told him he had to wait until daddy woke up, before I knew it, he was jumping on daddy and running straight for his gifts (poor daddy).

After the gift opening extravaganza, Drew and James headed outside to take the recycling out.  Surprise!  There was cow poop at the end of the drive-way.  Never a good sign.  A trip back to the field found our bull standing at the gate (which was left open yesterday - oops!).  I'm not sure where he went, but he went for a little adventure and then tried to go back to the field before we found out.  Newsflash buddy, when you leave poop, we're going to figure it out!  Thank goodness he was the only one who went for a walk.  Gate was closed, all is well now.

A while back, I had found out that Thomas the train was playing (through toons for toddlers) in Oakville at a real movie theatre.  I was very excited about this, so I said to Drew, "why don't we ask Nana and Papa to watch Hunter and mommy and daddy can take you on a movie date".  His response?  "Can Nana and Papa take me to the movies and you and daddy watch Hunter?" 

And so it went...

Nana and Papa taking Drew to see "Misty Island Rescue"

While Drew was at the movies, Hunter had a nap, and I iced the cupcakes for the party and got the last minute preparations together.

We held Drew's party at his old nursery school (Hornby Co-op).  We ordered pizza, wings, had chips, fruit and cupcakes.  Our friends and family joined us for the occasion, and we had a great time.  Drew was spoiled with a ton of gifts, and played wonderfully with all who attended.  I am very proud of him!  He was very excited, and had a TON of sugar, so today could have gone very, very badly!  LOL

Aunt Laurie and Hadley

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

The boys with Hadley

Decorating cupcakes

After the party, we headed up to Nana and Papa's to open up their "big" gift to Drew (and to Hunter).  Drew was thrilled to have his own bouncy castle.  Lucky little man.  He also set up his new Thomas tracks (all the new ones he got were for his set up at Nana's). 

I thought for sure that Drew would fall asleep on the ride home for the Glen.  Hunter fell asleep, but Drew was still going strong when we got home.  James whisked him off upstairs and read him a few stories.  He's sleeping right now, hopefully he has a great sleep after that busy day!  Hunter is sleeping now too, hopefully for a while....because I am TIRED!!!

Happy birthday, Andrew.  I love you so much, and am so proud of the little man you are growing to be.

The birthday festivities begin

Taking a break from the art action

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Happy birthday little man.  I love you more than you will ever know.

Wednesday is our playgroup day.  We belong to "Momstown Milton".  For those of you that haven't heard of Momstown, go to momstown.ca to check it out.  It's a wonderful program for moms and their kids.  Wednesday in Milton is preschooler playgroup day, and we try to attend every week....although, lately, we haven't been quite as regular (being at the cottage and sickness have gotten in our way).  Anyways, since Drew's birthday is on saturday, I offered to host a "birthday" playdate for Drew at our house.  Unfortunately, at the same time as playgroup today was a free trial class of kindermusic.  Most of our playgroup friends had signed up for the free class, so we were going to reschedule.  Our friend Kristi, though, had just opened up a kid's art studio RIGHT NEXT DOOR TO KINDERMUSIC!!!!  How convienent.  She offered to host Drew's birthday playdate right after kindermusic.  Perfect.  Her studio is called "Scribble n' Splatter.  It's located in Milton.  Check it out at http://www.scribblensplatter.com
The kids painted, beeded, chalked, dressed up and just plain had fun.  Hunter kept trying to eat the beads, I guess they looked like candy to him.  It was really quite funny, every time I looked, he was grabbing for them.
I made cupcakes and ordered pizza and Drew was even spoiled with a few gifts!  A great morning!

Today started off on a bit of a sour note for my husband.  He worked until 2am and then was up at 9 (when he apologized to me for "sleeping in" - oh, how our lives have changed).  I then informed him that the cows were in a field that they were not supposed to be in.  Ugh.
He promptly went out (in the cold and rain) to get them back to where they were supposed to be and to fix the fence.  They did a number on the fence, and poor hubby was out there all morning.
The boys and I spent the morning munching on breakfast, watching treehouse tv, playing trains, and crafting.  Drew and I had hit the dollar store yesterday and had some brand-spanking new glue.....VERY exciting!
At noon (James has to leave for work at 1) the boys and I got dressed up in our boots and coats and headed out to the field (Hunter in the backpack).  We found daddy, working hard on the fence, surprised at what time it was.  He rushed to finish and then took Drew to give the cows some hay (Drew was thrilled)....Hunter and I headed back to prepare a quick, warm lunch for everyone.
Once daddy left for work, the boys and I did some more crafting, played some more trains.....and made it "rain" diapers......long story...but the boys loved it (they were clean, don't worry).
The afternoon found us at nana and papa's, where Drew and nana looked for worms in the garden, hosted a pretend birthday party (which Drew invited Hunter to, but not me......something I could live with), and played trains (surprising, I know).
We all played hide and go seek and tag in the front yard, and played throw and catch with a giant ball that we found in the basement.
After this visit, we headed to the grocery store where I found cake mixes on sale and water wings for next to nothing.
It was a perfect day, I am a lucky woman.......ask me again if I care that my yard looks messy and my house isn't sparkling clean......cause I don't, I played with my boys today, and it rained diapers.....lol......:)

Garden

How the #$*#&# do people with kids keep their property looking good?  Seriously.  Our home is a mess inside, but outside.  My dear lord.  My beautiful vegetable/flower garden that I had spent many an hour tending to (even once Drew came along, I managed to keep it under control) is one big weed.  Even Drew commented on what a mess it is.  I have a rose of sharon tree in the middle of it that can hardly be seen due to the weeds.  We are going to tear it up and spread grass seed over it (keeping the rose of sharon tree) and I feel like such a failure.