fun nights and not so fun nights...

First things first, little Ivy. She's the boss of my life now it seems and I'm loving it most of the time :) Between her feedings, Noah's nap and other factors it's hard to get out the door and around town to get anything done. I have to post a humongous thank you to Cody who has almost completed our Christmas shopping by himself. I think he really enjoys it and it's been a huge help to have him out and about rather than me with the kids. Ivy HATES her carseat, so this week I've nearly perfected holding her with one hand and dragging my cart behind with the other. From what I've noticed lately though, I'm not the only mom out there who has to gear herself up to do errands, and that's o.k. ! And when I happen to need both arms this lifesaver has been the best money I've spent as far as babies go for quite a while. I highly recommend it, Ivy loves being toted around and usually dozes off.

We celebrated 31 years of me on the 1st. Cody had the day off and we had lunch together then he graciously offered to go grocery shopping so I wouldn't have to with Ivy. (Remembering nursing Noah in the bathrooms mid-way through has made me a little hesitant to take Ivy yet.) A sweet lady brought us dinner then we had cake. I guess at some point in your life you realize that getting kitchen appliances for gifts isn't a bad thing, I'm there. My new waffle iron is the best, we're all enjoying it. This was just a silly picture of Noah. Don't be alarmed, the gray goop he's licking up is blueberry muffin batter. He's always drags his step-stool in chanting "batter, batter" when he knows something yummy is being mixed. Noah caught a bit of a cold last week and by yesterday I figured he should be on the upside of feeling better, but wasn't. He went to bed and woke up about 2 with labored breathing and a bad cough. We were pretty concerned so Cody took him to the hospital. He's recovering from croup for the next few days. It's tough to know with kids how bad it really is. It was a bit scary though when he was crying and so upset because he wasn't getting enough air. His discharge papers said no strenuous activity, it hasn't been strenuous, but he's been active :) I guess that means he's feeling a little bit better. I'm thankful, it was a stressful night. Looking forward to a low-key weekend, making gingerbread cookies tomorrow with the kids...