FFF- Kite style

Just when I thought the Forced Family Fun was over...not so fast. We bought Nolan a kite about a month ago but the weather hasn't been very cooperative and we kept telling him that it needs to be windy in order to fly a kite. Well on Monday he went outside and realized that it was windy so we went. Little did we know how windy it was and that it was a HORRIBLE day to "blow kites" as Nolan says. When we went out to the field there was dust flying everywhere and Nolan completely had a meltdown about it. We tried to convince him it would be fun. Meanwhile, Campbell is on a blanket in the field and the blanket keeps blowing over his head and he starts crying because he's being strangled by the blanket. There were brief moments of no wind and in those few seconds Nolan seemed to have fun. This first photo pretty much sums up what he thought of the whole thing. Our kite flying lasted about 15 minutes before we packed up in the car again and he said, "I want to give my kite to someone else." Hopefully, he's not traumatized forever and will fly a kite someday.

This picture below is worth the click to enlarge to see sweet Campbell watching the kite

Dad of the Year

My husband is officially the sweetest man and best dad ever. I, on the other hand, feel like the worst mother ever. Last night, Campbell started fussing about 3:00 a.m from what I'm sure was his tummy issues. So since I had been thrown up on 3 times the night prior, I asked Justin if he would take a turn last night so I could get some more sleep.

Apparently, the diaper disaster was beyond any disaster we've ever experienced between our two boys and all over Cam and his crib. Justin calls for backup over the monitor talking directly into it so that I'll hear downstairs and come to his rescue, right? He called for me 4-5 times and even whistled over the stairs. This is my response....zzzzzzzz. I was completely out...good thing we didn't get robbed or anything. He had to give Cam a bath at 3:00 a.m. and then go take a shower himself! After he gets out, Campbell starts fussing again and by then I think Justin had his fill of Campbell for a while and makes sure that I wake up to go take a turn at 4:30. I felt so horrible. I think of myself as somewhat of a light sleeper but I guess this week of sleepless rest with a sick baby and going back to work after Spring Break finally caught up to me. Justin was a lot more understanding than I would have been. Most men would have walked into that room and walked right out. Justin is definitely a keeper.

Tummy troubles

Just when I think that things are getting easier, one of the boys throw a doozie at me. And when I say doozie I mean the tummy bug and everything that goes along with that. Last night Campbell was really going to town at dinner...yogurt, sweet potatoes, mandarin oranges and of course puffs and yogurt melts. Well I was getting ready to take him upstairs for a bath when he decided that it was so yummy that he wanted to show it to me again. It was a huge mess and all OVER me. You're not really a parent until you've been vomited on. So I guess last night I became a parent three times throughout the course of the night. I made the mistake of giving him a bottle shortly thereafter. Note to new parents (or not very smart parents like me last night): Don't give a baby a bottle shortly after they just threw up. You'll never guess what will happen.

The poor guy couldn't keep anything down-not even Pedialyte. So Justin stayed home with the boys today since I'm out of sick days after using them all up at the beginning of the year for maternity leave. I know it was the right thing to do but on days like this I feel like the worst mom leaving him and not being able to take care of him. Justin, once again, was Mr. Mom and took care of him today with good TLC. I'm crossing my fingers for more sleep tonight.

Bath buddies

We've retired the baby tub and the boys are taking baths together now. What a mess! Campbell is going to be a fish this summer at the pool! He was going crazy in the tub just splashing Nolan like he was doing it on purpose. We have to watch him really closely he starts standing up in the tub and he puts his head under the water. Scares me to death but so cute to just see water bead up on his long eyelashes. Nolan thinks it's party time with Bubba in there especially after all these years of solo baths. I have a feeling it's only going to get messier!

Girls' getaway

I finally did it. I went away on a girls' trip. I've never left the boys overnight with Justin alone, not even when it was just Nolan. I have insane mother's guilt, but I really felt like I needed a mental vacation for a few days on my Spring Break. So my friend Andrea invited me to go with her and another girl Jenny on a scrapbook weekend. Even when I'm away from my kids, I'm scrapbooking my kids! I'm such a nerd.

I had the best time ever. We went to Scrappin' Around the Corner in Denton and it was perfect for us. We watched chick flicks, listened to music and just talked. We were lucky enough to have the whole house to ourselves and scrapped like crazy. I thought I was crazy for staying up until 2:00 a.m but the other two "Super Scrappers" stayed up until 4:00 or 5:00 a.m. each night! We only left the house once to go into town to grab a bite where we met Pete (pictured below) who made one mean panini. Then we went to check out Denton's really cute town square. I got so much done and feel so empowered to get finally get caught up.

Now I understand it's healthy and wonderful to get a break and there's no reason to feel guilty about it. We're already planning our next one! Stay tuned.

Spray tan gone bad

My mom is Hispanic and having her genes you would think that I would be tan year round. Think again. I'm not a believer in over-the-counter spray tans but I have a friend, Jill, that has always has this fabulous tan and told me what she used. I emailed her right before the wedding hoping to help my out-of-control pastiness in the strapless dress I wore. She got my message late but it's a good thing she did. I would have looked like a someone with a Michael Jackson disease walking down the aisle. Right now, I look like a cross between a shepherd in a Christmas play and an Alaskan who never sees the sun. I called my friend in panic today. She answered the phone and I just said, "EMERGENCY!" Of course, she's never had this problem-only me. The things we girls do for our looks. It gives a new meaning to me being half Hispanic!

Across the alley from the Alamo...

We just got back from a fun trip to San Antonio for one of my really good friend's (Courtney) wedding. Thankfully my parents came along to help with the boys. We owe them huge on that one. I don't think we would have had a good time if it weren't for them. They were real troopers. The kids did great in the car and were mostly good for the grandparents. Although, they finally saw the no- nap-cranky side of Nolan. All these years when I call them and tell them how much he's frustrating me, they think I'm lying and can't believe that he would do some of those things. In fact, it got so bad at one point, I had to bust out the Santa Claus card I was so desperate.

We were so excited to get to see Beth and Josh and sweet little Lilly Anna. Campbell was making some major moves on her. She pushed him away. I think her daddy gave her a real stern talk about turning boys down. Most of the weekend was full of wedding plans but we managed to squeeze in the Alamo, shopping and even a River tour! Talk about exhausted though.