Caden 2 years old

Caden 2 years old:

31 lbs (75-90%)

36 inches (90%)

 

That's basically old enough and big enough to be put to work, right?

Don't judge, we had to find a way to keep food on the table.  Speaking of food, we found out in March that Caden in gluten intolerant.  I actually think he has Celiac disease but we have never had him tested. We do know for sure that he cannot have any trace amount of gluten or we will ALL regret it.  The good news is he has been feeling MUCH better now and I'm just glad it can be treated with diet and not medications!  The bad news is that going "gluten free" has forced me to be much more domestic that I would really like.  More on that later...

 

What else are you up to, partner? 

 Well, Cadester, you still LOVE to be outside, especially if you are on the 4-wheeler or lawnmower ("awn mo mo").  Your eyes are always watching and you are always learning.  Honestly, you are the one who showed me how to start up the 4-wheeler the first time I took you for a ride.  You have seen daddy do it before.  You also know how to work an iphone/ipad.  I'm on the fence with how I feel about you playing with these things.  We settled for limiting your time with the electronics and downloading educational apps for you.



You still look out for your sister and she seems to always watch your every move.  I love how every morning you either ask where she is or just go find her to say "hi sissy".  Pushing her on your tractor was your idea.  You even tried to teach her how to push the handle to dump the bucket. 

 

 

You are still a great sleeper.  We shoot for getting you to sleep by 8:30 but it's hard to get everything in time since I don't even get home from work until almost 7:00.  You really only wake up in the middle of the night when you have gotten gluten in your system.  When that happens you cry/scream for about a minute before putting yourself back to sleep.  You consistently wake up around 7:00am and usually just lie there and talk to yourself for a little while.

The time of constant questioning has begun.  Everything you see is, "whatssat momma?" I'm always surprised at the things you know.  Usually you are stubborn and only let on to these things when you think i'm not really paying attention or trying to get you to tell me/show me.  Turd.

 

You also know how to throw a very serious temper tantrum.  These may include screaming, crying, whining, stomping, hitting, biting, pinching .  These also sometimes include throwing yourself on the ground--which you did this morning in the daycare parking lot and managed to bust your lip in the process.

 

Happy 2nd birthday, Cade man!!  You are so loved!

 

Pictures from your 2nd birthday party at Nonny and Poppy's house...

Had fell asleep in her floatie.

Supper with cousins, Paislee and Kache

 

Great-grandmothers... Mimi and Nenaw

Nonny's birthday cake for you!  Gluten free, of course.

too busy for a picture with momma

Lauren Hostas

Off to ride the 4-wheeler with poppy!

Uncle Callan, Uncle Caleb, Uncle Cory and Daddy

Papa

If you want to be productive...

...do not take your child to work.

"...nake!"

I've been meaning to post this for a while now...  This is one of those stories that Cody and I will still be laughing about several years down the road so I wanted it in writing with pictures.

Back in May, on Memorial Day, a strong thunderstorm was heading our way with 60 mph wind gusts, heavy rain, and slight hail.  Storms make us a little nervous now that we are living in a trailer house (I now understand why people living in trailer houses put the tires on the roof.  However, we have not succumbed to that.   Yet.) 

Anyway, these storms make us nervous so Cody went to look out the back door window to check it out...

View from the back window

Cody:  "HOLY SHEEP COW!" and starts bouncing form one foot to the next trying to figure out what to do.   (Those actually were his words... I don't even know what that means but I know when Cody, my calm and collected husband has a reaction like that, it's means something). 
My first thought it tornado, so I start rounding up the kids as I ask, "what?  WHAT?"
Cody:  "GET THE GUN"
Lacy: "Are you KIDDING me?" Now I think it's just a stupid coyote.. because he does get overly excited when a coyote or hog, etc is withing close enough proximity to shoot.  I, now calmly, start to walk over to the door to see what he's ready to kill this time...
Cody:  "GET THE GUN, that's a big rattlesnake"
Lacy:  "OH, uh...which gun?!?"
Cody:  bouncing back and forth about 4 feet because he can't decide if he can take his eye off the snake or go get a gun, "Get the SHOTGUN!"
Lacy: I look outside to see a large snake (they're all pretty big in my mind) leaving our backyard and heading out toward the grassy area behind our house.  
Cody: "No, GET A SHOVEL", "GET ANYTHING!  THAT THING HAS TO DIE!" Then he runs off to put on his boots and somewhere finds a shovel. Meanwhile, Caden is nervously looking at like we have lost our minds while we bounce around back and forth yelling.

The snake had now turned around again and was trying to get under the skirting of our house to get out of the rain that started to pour down.  It was raining so hard and we were both running around like crazy people so the dogs and kids needed to get out of the way.  I locked the dogs and Hadley up in our room and closed Caden in his room to keep Trip (our crazy blue heeler puppy) away from him.

Still yelling so I can hear him over the loud trailer house wind, Cody says, "I'm going to need help killing this one."  Oh geez. 

I put my boots on, opened the back door and barely managed to push myself out due to the strong winds coming from the West.  I grabbed the hoe and spotted the snake now in the shape of a U with half of it's body in the fenced area, and the other half looped around this t-post. 

Worst fence ever to stand on while killing a snake...

The snake was in wedged in these tight spaces which made him much harder for us to get hold of, not to mention it was crazy strong.   The rain was pouring horizontally from the 60 mph wind gusts, and it was actually painful. Cody was standing with both feet on the flimsy fence we have and leaning over it trying to pin the snake's head down while I was standing on the dogloo trying to pin its body down to keep him still.  We could barely see anything with our faces in the rain (Cody later described it like trying kill a snake while looking straight up into a running shower facet).  So while he holding the snake down I put my baseball cap on his head to shield some of the rain off his eyes. 

It wasn't long before the snake got away, and started trying to head back to the lot behind our house.  Cody lunges and spears the snake (while on the flimsy fence) and flings him back toward the house all while saying, "NO, this thing has to die."  So here we go again, Cody is now just randomly stabbing the snake while I try my best to steady the fence Cody is standing on because the way that thing was swaying back and forth, I was too worried Cody was going to end up face down in the grass with the snake.  Eventually the snake was died (Poor thing, I wanted it dead but was hoping for a quick painless death).  We climbed back on the deck, hurried back in the house with boots FILLED with water, only to find the electricity was out.    

Post-snake self portrait:  Still soaked and Cody wearing my cap

Hard to see in the picture but Cody's back and chest were red and swollen from the hard rain.

Once we got back in the house, Caden was still closed up in his room crying.  His room doesn't have any windows so it was completely dark with the electricity out.  I'm sure we scared him and he associated it with the storm.

Once the storm passed we went outside to check out the snake.  It measured 5'6" exactly and had 12 rattlers and a button.  eek!  This was really scary for us because we often let Caden play around the backyard by himself with the dogs.




We did take Caden outside to show him the snake, and tell him to stay away from them.  I wanted him to know that's what all the fuss was about, not the storm.  He kind of got the idea, for the next couple of weeks he became a little obsessive about it and frequently talked about "nake!!"  Unfortunately, ever since this day, he gets scared every time he hears thunder. Poor little guy.

Hadley 4 Months

Hadley Ann at 4 months old:

Weight--17 lb 2 oz (95%)

Length-- 25 1/4 inches (90%)

Head Circumference-- 17 inches (95%)

Hadley, you are a big, healthy and happy girl!  You have the SWEETEST smile and you are not afraid to show it. 

You are still sleeping through the night most of the time but we still have you sleeping in our room in a pack-n-play because we are just not quite ready to move Caden to a big bed.  The biggest challenge is actually getting you to sleep.  We are not always great about sticking to a schedule and if you get too sleepy it can by very hard to get you to relax enough to sleep.  I sometimes get desperate and just breastfeed you, even though you are not actually hungry, but because it is so comforting to you. 

Right now, it is usually momma that can soothe you when you are upset, but you sure like to laugh at daddy.  Caden is a big source of your entertainment and you love watching him play.  He can't wait for "Sissy" to start playing with him.

Dr. Yap told me at your appointment that you are very much ready for stage 1 veggies and fruits.  He said he was impressed that you are almost sitting up on your own and that you love to stand.  As he went to put his hand on your belly to finish your check-up, you let out the biggest belly laugh I have ever heard come out of someone so small.  Dr. Yap got so tickled that he couldn't even finish what he was doing.

You still look so much like Caden.  Your hair is darker than his, but it's starting to come in blonde. You have also almost completely rubbed it off of the sides and back.  I'm so excited to watch you two grow up together... just don't do it so fast!

Father's Day 2012

Hadley 3 Months

Glass half empty or half full?

Some of the guys I work with are really weirded out when they know I'm pumping at work.  They hate it when they have to knock on the door and ask me a question about what to do with one of my patients, or to tell me when they are ready for me.  They especially hate it when they see me come out of the room with my attachments in hand as I head to the break room to clean them. I'm not shy about it so it doesn't bother me at all. 

Others choose to make the best of it and tease me about it. I came to work one day to find that someone had made me a sign to put on the door when I go pump--complete with biohazard symbol and picture of cookies and milk.

I thought it was hysterical anyway.

When Daddy Dresses Me

This was back when Hadley was 5 weeks old and not yet going to daycare.  I came home from work to find her hanging out with daddy like this...

Let's be honest... I'm actually surprised he even decided to take her our of her pajamas and get her dressed.  When I was home with her I didn't even always bother to do that for her or myself.

"Momma! SISSY!"

My sweet Caden!  He loves Hadley and wants to help take care of her.  I realize that will probably stop once she starts playing with his toys. 

It can get pretty chaotic around the house sometimes with two kids under the age of two but I'm so glad they are only 19 months apart.  I think it will be fun to watch them play together, learn together and challenge each other!  Caden so badly wants Hadley to play with him already.  He likes to go lie next to her when she is on this mat.  Can you say adorable?

He also gets very concerned when she cries.  He usually runs to me, taps my arm and says, "momma! SISSY!".  He then runs back to her to comfort her with a pacifier if there is one nearby or he just rubs her leg.  He's also done this with the ladies at daycare. 

One day, when I was dropping them off at daycare I left Hadley in her carseat just around the corner in the hallway while I tried to get Caden situated in his room.  He refused to go until I brought Hadley in to her room (the baby and 1 year old rooms are connected so he sometimes goes back and forth to visit.)

Anyone need a babysitter?