Spring Cleaning (and Singing)

This week, I started with a long list of things to clean. And I'm almost done with it! I really only have one more room to clean and then our house officially, verifiably clean! Fun stuff...

And on Sunday I made homemade lasagna, and since I knew Craig and I couldn't finish it all by ourselves, we invited Craig's mom (Diana) and Bill. They enjoyed the food (even though I messed up the homemade french bread) and after dinner Mark had a blast cleaning the dishes with Mammy (as you can see in the picture). He LOVES to wash dishes and play in the water.

Then Craig and Mark had fun bonding by dancing to bluegrass music. It's the funniest thing to watch them because Craig does a perfect "white boy" dance that looks hilarious and then Mark tries to imitate him. I just worry about Mark when he gets older and thinks that's really how you're supposed to dance. So, I got my camera to post a few pictures and videos. :-)

Mark says the funniest things sometimes. Like he knows the "5 dollar foot long" Subway song. It's funny to hear him sing it. :-) And every day this week during Spring Break, I've been letting Mark wake up on his own (which is after Craig leaves for work). And every morning, the first words out of Mark's mouth as he's getting out of bed are, "Where's Daddy?" When I tell him Daddy's at work he get's the saddest little look on his face. And I asked him yesterday, "You miss Daddy?" And he replied in the saddest little voice with his head hung low, "Yeah."

But we're having lunch with Daddy today and going to the doctor to check up on baby #2 in my belly! According to the weird gold chain thing, the baby is going to be a boy. That's when you hold a gold chain with a gold pendant above the belly and if it rocks left and right it's a boy, if it rocks up and down towards the feet and the head, it's a girl. (I think that's right) I don't know if it's too early to tell the sex yet, but Craig and I decided if the baby let's us look to find out the sex, then we'll find out. So, stay posted for my upcoming blog in which you may find out more information about the upcoming blessing due in September...

Until then, enjoy the video! Here's crazy dancing with Daddy (my apologies to Craig):

Ready for Spring Break

It's funny to read my last blog entry because I said "so far so good" with his transition to his new bed. Well, it wasn't good at 2:30am on Feb. 16th because I woke up to hear a huge "thump" from Mark's room and I heard it...that heart-stopping "I'm in SERIOUS pain!" cry. As soon as I heard it, I knew it wasn't good. And then I made it to his room, and there he was laying next to his bed and when I picked him up, I saw blood. I tried not to freak out, but I knew that it couldn't be good. I took him downstairs, got him some milk, turned on the tv, and calmed him down. I gave him ibuprofen for the pain and tried to look at his head. Apparently he found some way to fall of his bed at an angle that made his head it a corner. It didn't look tremedously bad at 3am, but I was tired and it was dark. When I got him up at 6:30am to get him ready for day care, I tried to get a washcloth to get a better look at his head. That's when I knew it wasn't good. So I drove to our doctor's office, made it there by 7:45am and our amazing doctor looked at his poor head. Mark was acting completely normal, but as the doctor and the nurse cleaned the wound and brushed aside his red hair, what was at first a "1-stitch" wound ended up being a "3-stitch" wound. So I held little Mark down and looked at his face to try to sing to him as the doctor and two nurses gave him a numbing shot and three stitches in his head. I didn't look at any of it, and tried to be a good, calming mother.

One week later, he got the stitches out and I just pray that it'll be a while before that boy splits his head open again.

But in one week my Spring Break will start! I think all the students and teachers are ready for it. The trick is thinking of ways to make class fun, engaging and educational.

And Mark is still amazing. He's constantly astounding us with what he knows. When I ask him (if he's in the mood), "What letter does f-f-flower start with?" he'll tell me, "F!" without hesitating. As long as I sound out the letter, he can tell me what it is. And he LOVES Thomas the tank engine. He's got the wooden railway and loves to play with it.

We're also trying to potty train him. For the most part, he's doing pretty good. He still has an occasional accident, but he's mostly good if you remind him. It's still not his idea to sit on the potty, but he'll go if you ask him.

So, Mark's hungry, I'm hungry and Craig's on his way home. So I've gotta get dinner ready! Adios!