Wacky Wednesday

Yesterday was Wacky Wednesday at David’s school, so he had to dress all crazy. He kept insisting that he wanted to wear shorts under his pants, even though I was trying to explain that if he did that, no one would see his shorts and he would just be uncomfortable. Here’s the outfit we came up with:

We chose the shirt because “it’s so crazy to wear a Halloween shirt when it’s not Halloween!” and I finally convinced him to wear the shorts over his pants. He also wore two different shoes, which he thought was the silliest thing ever. It was cute to see all his classmates in their crazy gear.

St. Patty’s Day party

David and Connor’s friends Catherine, Lilly & Eli had a St. Patty’s Day party this year. It was a lot of fun. Everyone was all festive in their green attire, and they had all sorts of fun green snacks (as well as green lemonade, which David thought was just so crazy).

Hope everyone else had a great St. Patty’s Day too!

Connor at 18 months

I really cannot believe that my baby is 18 months old. It’s so crazy. It amazes me how much different he is than David. He has a much bigger temper than David ever did and has a much stronger personality. If he doesn’t like something, trust me, you’ll know. I think the phrase I use more than anything else right now is “He’s lucky he’s cute.”

He has a crazy obsession with ducks for some reason. Not sure where that came from, but he goes absolutely berserk if he sees a duck, and starts yelling “DUUUUUUCK!” at the top of his lungs. Duck is actually one of the few words he says, another way he’s different from David. At 18 months, David said well over 100 words. Connor says duck, dog, wow, ball, good, hi and bus. I think that’s it. He does the signs for more, milk, please and help. He definitely communicates, because if we ask him what he wants, he leads us over to whatever it is and shows us. He also knows animal sounds for lion, tiger, bear, snake, fish, sheep, cow, pig, and dog, as well as where his eyes, ears, hair, head, mouth, teeth, tongue, hands, belly, feet, nose and cheeks are.

He loves to wear hats, shoes, beads… whatever he sets his mind on. He’ll bring it to you and say “Aaaah! Aaaah!” until you put it on him. Here are pictures of a few of Connor’s recent fabulous ensembles:

Those are David’s pajama pants that he insisted upon wearing as a hat.

Note the mittens.

He wouldn’t let me put his pajamas back on correctly after I changed his diaper, then he had to have his Crocs on, as well as the headband as a necklace.

Yep, that’s a Tupperware container.

Connor loves his big brother more than anything in the world. One of their favorite things to do is chase each other. David is beside himself that he finally has someone who will run around with him. They love to play together; David will come up to me and say, “Connor and I want to go play in the basement,” and Connor will be toddling along right behind him and then will run to the basement door. It’s like they had a conversation about it, it cracks us up.

It’s so much fun right now, because he truly changes and learns something new every day.

Sicky, sicky, sicky

Holy moly, it’s been a rough couple of weeks in the Young household.

Dave and I had a wedding to go to in Philly on the 28th. Because Dave was flying home through Philly that week, we decided he would just stay there and that I would drop the kids off at Grandma and Grandpa’s house on Friday and drive down to meet him.

Plans changed a bit when Connor started throwing up on Thursday night and continued throwing up all night long. I decided that I’d wait and see how everyone was and drive to Philly on Saturday instead. Everyone seemed fine on Sat., so I dropped them off and headed to Philly. Turns out everyone wasn’t fine, because David started throwing up about two hours after I left. We were going to come home, but Grandma and Grandpa said they could handle it for one night.

During the ceremony, all of a sudden I felt like I couldn’t breathe and was going to pass out. I went outside and felt much better, so I thought it was just that I was stressed and worried about the boys. Not so much, apparently, since I had to abruptly leave the reception when I felt sick, and then I ended up throwing up too, from about 9pm – 6am.

When we got home, David was still sick, and ended up throwing up all day and night Sunday too. By the time Monday rolled around, we were giving him Pedialyte a tsp at a time from a medicine dropper, and he couldn’t even keep that down, so I took him to the ER. He turned around amazingly quickly once they gave him some anti-nausea medicine and a popsicle, and once we got home, he was like a new kid. We thought we were out of the woods, and then…

…Connor was up screaming all Monday night. We thought he had an ear infection, so I took him to the doctor first thing on Tuesday morning. His ears were fine, as was everything else, seemingly, so I think the doctor (actually, she was a PA, so beware of PAs, people. BEWARE) panicked. She told me she was worried about something called intussusception, which is where the small intestine telescopes into itself, and told me I had to take him to the hospital for an ultrasound, and if he did have this, he may need to be taken to Danville or Hershey for surgery.

At this point, the fact that I still wasn’t feeling great myself and hadn’t slept in 5 days combined with my insane stress level and worry about Connor and I had a minor (ok, maybe not so minor) breakdown. Thank goodness for Dave, who told me to come home and try to relax while he took Connor to the hospital. Turns out there was absolutely nothing wrong with Connor’s stomach — a couple of days later, we discovered that he’s getting his two-year molars, so I think that was the problem.

Once the stomach flu cleared out, the three of us all got colds, which led to coughing and more sleepless nights, but we all feel much better now. Hopefully this will be it for 2009, because we went through enough in one week for the whole year!

David is too smart for his own good

David has been getting way too smart for his own good lately. He’s always thinking of ways to get out of trouble, and what he comes up with is usually something that makes us want to simultaneously crack up and throttle him. My two favorite recent examples:

1. The other morning he was driving me insane, asking me “why?” every time I asked him to do anything. I was trying to remain calm, but he was making me crazy. Finally, he asked “why?” one last time and I got mad and said, “Because when I tell you to do something, you just do it! You don’t ask why, you don’t question me, you just DO IT!” He looked at me, and without skipping a beat he said, “No, Mommy, I wasn’t saying the word ‘why,’ I was just saying the letter ‘Y.’”

2. One day last week, right after we were all getting over being sick (post on that coming soon), David was supposed to be taking a nap, but was making all sorts of noise instead. I had already gone in once to tell him to be quiet and go to sleep, but he started to yell again. Dave went in to tell him to be quiet, and David said “But Mommy told me to call for her if I was going to be sick.” Dave got worried and said, “Are you going to be sick?!?” and David said, “No, that’s why I called for YOU.”

Valentine’s Day Party

David and Connor hosted a Valentine’s Day party at our house this year for all of their playgroup friends. David was so excited about it, it was so cute. We made cupcakes the day before and he picked out Batman Valentines for everyone. We also made heart-shaped crayons to give as favors. I told him that he would need to welcome everyone when they got here, so he parked himself at the window and whenever he saw someone new pull up, he’d throw the door open and scream “WELCOME TO OUR VALENTINE’S DAY PARTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!” at the top of his lungs. I think everyone had a great time.

I’m sad I didn’t get a better picture of his shirt, which said “Captain Heartbreak” on it and had a picture of a pirate that was saying “Ahoy, ladies!” Hilarious.

Harper and Addy

Three months in one post!

My goodness, I am the worst. Ok, here is a rundown of the last three months in one post:

Christmas was amazing. David was such fun, and SO excited about Santa. He got pretty much every Lighting McQueen toy known to man, which he loved. Connor wasn’t as into it, obviously, but he had fun too. The hit for him was his Playskool Ball Popper. Here are a bunch of pictures.

Over Thanksgiving break, Dave took David to see Madagascar 2, which was his very first movie in the theater. He did a great job, so I took him to see Bolt over Christmas break. He was so proud of himself for being brave during the scary parts, he kept talking about what a big boy he is.

School has been a lot of fun for David. He’s gotten to go on a bunch of different field trips, including ones to Chocolate Madness, a candy store downtown, and one to the police station. That one was an especially big hit, considering that he got to not only sit in a police car, but also turn on the lights.

Connor is getting funnier every day. He’s still not talking very much, which is funny when you consider that David was saying over 100 words at this point. But he still manages to get his point across quite clearly when he wants something or is unhappy (read: he has a horrible temper). My favorite thing is when he dances. I’m going to have to get a video of that up here, because it’s too hilarious for words.

Can’t really think of much else that’s been going on (see, you didn’t miss much!).

David’s Big Holiday Show

I’m VERY happy to report that David was not sick with a horrible stomach flu for his preschool holiday show this year. They were all so cute, it was ridiculous. I was a little scared when I saw that the last item on the program was “Dancing” but he wasn’t too insane. He sang very loudly, belting out all the words and doing all the hand motions, particularly to Rudolph.