Busy Busy but nothing accomplished...status quo.

Jonathan is on nights this week which means I need to try to keep the boys out of the house in order to maintain some semblance of serenity in our family unit. Quiet sleep time=amiable Dad. Here's a brief look into what we done lately.

Monday:
Thatch has swim lessons every weekday at 11AM. After that we came home and hung out, Jonathan wasn't quite switched over so he stayed home with Coop while I took Thatch to his OT in town. I just so happened to lose my ID, which I do often, so I took Thatch with me and he got his first state ID. He did NOT enjoy the wait time at the DMV, to put it mildly.

It is an adorable id, he even signed it! :)

 After we got home and Coop napped Jonathan rode off into the sunset (he's been riding his bike to work) and I drove off into a dark, stormy night. Soccer was YUCKY this week. There was thunder, lightening and rain (Oh My) and they would not call the game. I mean, seriously, it's 5 year olds playing soccer, not the World Cup. I would have gladly paid the ref the $15 she was making that game to call it but, alas we muddled through it. At half time I had to go to the car with H and C because it was so rainy and she was crying and he was being 2. I think in the future I will start recruiting some help for myself. I felt awful sitting afar watching my little guy and I could see him looking for us so I said "eff it" and we went back out. Luckily the rain finally let up a bit. They played, Thatch ran around and it ended. We came home and called the day a wrap.

The kids names' were put on their jerseys but they messed Thatcher's up. It says "THATCHES". The coach asked if I wanted to get a new one but I didn't, I think it's funny and cute. Possibly a new nickname too!

Mary Poppins would have a field day with this kid.

On our way back to the fields from the car. Coop is a runner, that should be really fun at Disneyland.

Action shot- at least he was near the ball!

Lady Harper watching a riveting game of Football and ready for a starring roll in My Fair Lady.

Tuesday:
We had nothing on agenda for this day besides swimming. It was pretty fab.

Harper is currently attempting to put both of her hands in her mouth at the same time. I keep telling her that it isn't going to make the Guinness World Records book but she's still attempting it none the less.

Wednesday:
I don't know why but this was a long day. Oh wait, yes I do know, because I kept throwing crap in to do that day. Me and my stupid spontaneity. It started with swimming at 11 after that we had some time to kill. OT was pushed back until 2pm. Oh, back story: Cooper slept HORRIBLY the night before, he went to bed at 8 as usual but I finally heard him calm down around 9:15. He woke up crying terribly at 10 and I took him out of the room so he wouldn't wake Thatch. He finally fell asleep in my bed with me at 11:30 and woke up at 7:30. To say this kid was a pill on Wednesday is an understatement. He would have made Hitler, Stalin, and Napoleon quiver in their boots. Back to the day now- after swimming went to pay a little visit to the big man in red. That's right, a mid year check in with Santa! We live in North Pole for heaven's sake, I might as well use it to my advantage!

Santa actually remembered us and asked which class Thatcher was going to be in next year. He apparently knows all the kindergarten teachers at his school and Thatch was in awe. When Santa asked what they wanted for Christmas Thatch said "An Airplane". I was shocked. Cooper said "Candy" and I was not shocked.

Afterwards we had some hot chocolate and took a little look around but having Coop with me was literally a bull in a china shop.

My love had hot chocolate envy. None for her yet!

Thatch informed Cooper and I that this was Rudolph. His nose is only red in the winter, duh.

 From one extreme to another, off to the green house we went to pick some lovely flowers.

When Coop gets tired he starts to stare off into space. This was my cue to go home. He sure is cute though.

A quick lunch before naptime. He thoroughly enjoyed dipping his carrots into ketchup. Yuck.

 Thatch and I went to OT while Jonathan and Cooper slumbered. We came, we saw, we conquered.

Thursday:
Our busiest day but not so much. Coop had another terrible night and I just let him cry it out this time. Thatcher didn't wake up at all while he was in there so that was a plus knowing that he's able to make it through that chaos. Swimming at 11am as usual and then home. Coop tormented and fed the mosquitos while we planted our flowers outside. Then he went in for his nap after lunch at 1:45. Thatch and I left to go to the chiropractor. I'll type up more about the chiro on a different post but pretty much she is awesome and has helped him immensely!

Us driving. I had the back loaded up with recycling stuff and Harper so he had to sit in the front. Clearly a sacrifice he was wiling to make.

Getting adjusted :)

Here's a quick video of him getting adjusted. She calls the pops in his back popcorn, so when he gets home he tells Jonathan that he had a lot of popcorn and Jonathan just looks confused.

Thatch's Adjustment

When we got home Cooper was still asleep! He finally woke up at 5pm. I'm hoping he's going through a growth spurt and that would explain the heinous behavior but I doubt it. Anyhoo, when we got home I forgot that he had practice at 6pm so we missed it. Whoops.

Friday:

Another day we had nothing but did too much, again. We rode bikes with our good friends to swimming. Thatch needs to work on his pedaling, he kept going backwards which is the break. It drove me nuts but he was much better on the ride back. After that we ran a couple of errands in town and headed home for naps. Coop fell asleep in the car for about10 minutes and that was all he would take for sleeping. UGH.

Westcott Pool Biker Gang. Watch out Hell's Angels.

When we got home Jonathan woke up and had an attack of the grumpies. Cooper has lost one of his new shoes and we had to search high and low for it. He mandated that I not sign Thatch or Coop up for anymore activities until next summer and give myself a break. I'm thinking that is not going to happen but I'll let him get off night shifts before we broach that subject again! What would I put in the blog?

Anyhoo, Thatcher is beyond excited for our trip to see Grammy and Grandpa in Reno! He keeps asking that we fly to Mexico to see them. I'm not sure where he got this, as they live in Nevada. As of today he has packed his bag 3 times and then I have unpacked it. I made this countdown on the closet door so he can see how many days are left rather than assuming that today is the day everyday!

Frequent Flyer Mugshots.

17 days until vacation!!

 Anyhoo, that was our week. Thank God today is windy and rainy so I can clean up and do some laundry. I need a maid, or maybe not to do so many activities. Shoot, I hope Jonathan isn't right because I hate when that happens!

Love,

S