Friday, April 11, 2008

I'm back..... for the past 2 days I was sick in bed with the horrible flu. However, since no one else in my family caught this "bug" I have a feeling it might have been food poisioning. Yesterday I was sitting on my couch and I said a prayer that my mom would come over because I was dying (I couldn't get a hold of her by phone). Ten minutes later she walked in the door and I started crying. I am so grateful for inspired people in my life. I went up to take a shower and then fell asleep -when I woke up it was 4 hours later. She had stayed until Tom got home from work.

Today around 9:30am Heidi came over and picked up the 2 boys and took them down to my mom's house. My mom brought them home at 4:30. I'm just the luckiest mom ever!! I slept until 2:30 when I woke up I had some soup and then started to feel better.

The sun was shining today and so we went to the park when the boys got home. Tom played basketball with Cam while Kamaile and I watched Preston play Aerobie with his new friend Vernon. While they were playing Preston came over and said, "I have to go potty" so I took him over to the bushes (because there are no bathrooms opened at this park) and let him go tinkle. Then Vernon said to his dad he needed to go to the bathroom. The dad said, "We need to go home then" and he said, "I want to go to the bathroom over there" (pointing to where Preston had just gone). Then the dad said, "We don't do that, we go home and go potty" I just smiled and said, "Sorry I just taught your son bad things" and the dad smiled and waved at me. Oops! Can't men rejoice in the fact that they can do this? because I am sure jealous they can.

Here is Preston showing me his dirty feet from running around the grass and Tom playing basketball:



Preston at the bottom of the slide:


Tonight Wesley had a poopy diaper. So I laid him down on the ottoman while I went to get a diaper. Preston came over and said, "I want to change Wesley's diaper" so he took off his pants, unsnapped his onsies, gave him some zerberts and then when he went to take off the first tab he said, "I don't want to do it, it's mommy's turn" What is it about men that they do not like changing diapers? Even at this age when it came down to it, he couldn't do it. Here is Preston giving zerberts.


Preston loves the camera and sometimes he captures moments that I don't see until I download the pictures. For instance:

He took a picture of his legs after he colored on them with permanent marker.


He took a picture of Wesley almost falling out of his swing:


And he took a picture of what he was watching on TV:

I guess that pretty much sums up his day (this was yesterday while I was sick in the morning)

The lamb and the lion (I am not sure which one is which): In a typical day in our house I say over and over: Preston - leave Lily alone, don't pull her tail, she doesn't need to be burped, don't chase her, when she is under my bed you need to leave her alone, don't sit on her, don't put your finger in her ear, etc., etc., etc. I wish Lily would scratch and bite him because she just sits there and takes the abuse. It drives me crazy. The other night Tom called from upstairs, "Heather, come up here and check this out" I went upstairs to see the two of them cuddling:


I guess unconsciously they really do love each other :)