November Fun

 I think I already posted a pic like this, but just wanted to add another one because it is how we've been spending our days lately. Still.

A pic of Handy Manny in mid-November, the year Halloween came and went without him because of the stomach bug.  On a side note, he is still telling me he will be dressing up as Handy Manny for Halloween. I just say, "Oh yes, that will be fun!"

 Hank and Andie come to our house every other Wednesday now. These boys keep busy digging in the yard and doing lots of work. At one point, I had the girls inside, and went out to check on them since I couldn't see them out the window. They were over in the side yard.  I asked what they were doing, to which they replied, 'making bad choices.' Hey, at least they know.

 Sometimes a lumberjack lives at our house.

So does a little one year old with clothes and accessories much cuter than her mom's.

 

They loved the leaves in our backyard this year!

 

 Fun with a trashman and astronaut at Hank's birthday!

 

Grady

 A few things out of his mouth lately.....


"I think I will drive a mini van when I get bigger, mom. A blue one."

"Mom, I would like cuddle with you tonight. A lot. I don't cuddle with dad. He doesn't cuddle. Only my mommy-cakes cuddles."


"Mom, this crescent wrench is too small for my bike. I need to go in the garage and get a wrench from dad's tool kit."


When driving on highway 36 these days,  it is little boy heaven. Every time we head West, there are diggers, bulldozers, earth movers, and cranes. As we drove one day, we saw a crane holding a beam just like in our favorite book as of now, "Good Night, Good Night Construction Site".
I never know any of these construction vehicle names until a year ago. Now, I nearly drive off the side of the highway as I shout, " Look, Grady!!! An excavator!!! Check it out!!" Who would've thought..


G: "God and Jesus live in my hand." 
Me: Yes, they they live in your heart.
G: "They live in the sky too. With Bob and Larry."


G: "I have no screwdrivers."
Me: "Why did we take all your screwdrivers away?"
G: " Because I threw dice at you." 2 seconds later. " I'm gonna pick this piece of wood up and poke you in the eye."
Me: "Wow, why are you being so mean?"
G: With a crinkled up nose and squinty eyes, " Because I am not nice."

Today, he told me he was going to stab me with his toothbrush. (Any advice to help with my unruly child is appreciated). I took him up to his room and told him to think about how he can say nice things that make people feel happy instead of mean things that make people feel sad. As he was up there I heard a thud and went to investigate. He had pulled the drawer out of the dresser and bent up the wheel and track it rolls on. I tried to fix it. Unsuccessfully.  He told me, "Don't worry mom, I will go get my screwdriver and fix it for you. Can I leave my room, mom? I think I will fix it and it will make you happy."
  
Oh, terrible twos... I could have written a book on the things he says, but I never remember to write them down.

Stomach Bug:1 DeCola Kids:0

 Happy Halloween!!! Oh wait, we didn't observe the holiday this year. Grady was sick on Monday night and Tuesday night, but was fine Halloween morning when I dropped him off at grandma's house, before I braved the whole day with 20 something third graders awaiting the Halloween party after a combined total of 6 hours of sleep the previous 2 nights. (I was such a pleasant and patient teacher that day- the most annoying day of the year as an elementary school teacher with or without a full night's sleep).

 We planned to go over to Hank and Andie's house to eat chili and Trick or Treat that night after I picked them up. I called mom on the way home to check and see how things were going and things were good. Then, two minutes later, she called back and said, "Actually, Lainey just threw up." Needless to say, plans canceled, no handing out candy or Trick or Treating for us. Just a bunch of puke and poop for the next few days.

 We didn't leave the house at all Thursday and Friday. This is one way to entertain ourselves... Laine sat in the stroller for 20 minutes without saying a peep.

 He even parked her facing the wall for a few minutes while he stopped at "Home Depot" to "do some work."

 One screaming because he was covered in poop, the other screaming because she was about to puke. My text to Kris read something like this, "OMG puke and poop. I may start drinking at noon."

 You know she is sick if she falls asleep like this. On the floor. Our kids are the ones who never fall asleep anywhere except a bed (and even that is a struggle half the time... ha!)

 She crawled around in circles and just laid on the pig all afternoon on Friday. So sad.

 Lainey tricking me into thinking she was better. Liar.

 We thought G was better last night so we gave him some real food for the first time in days. That backfired when he was screaming his head off for more than an hour from 9 to 10 last night that his tummy hurt. We considered taking him to urgent care because we couldn't get him calmed down. He curled up on the floor of our room and slept like that all night, after 2 episodes of Diego, while lying naked on a towel with no diaper because he was freaking out about the poop. Too Much Info, I know, but I shall read this again next time one of them is sick and I am complaining to remind myself it could be worse.

It is now Sunday. This started on Monday. As I sit here typing this, Lainey is screaming and pooping all over the place right after Kris just changed her diaper 3.5 seconds ago. 

Wow, we have never had 2 kids with the nasty stomach bug. All I can say is, we are exhausted and grumpy, and mom and dad are probably going to be next..... eek!!