Bike Fun

I have been meaning to post about this for a while now....

We are a biking family. 5 years ago, I would have never guessed that I enjoyed biking. In fact, I really did not like it at all. Then, I met Tom, who seemed to bike everywhere he went. Then we moved to Portland, where biking is sort of the thing to do. Tom biked to school nearly every day while we were in Portland, but I did not have a bike, so my biking was minimal. Then one day, we happened upon a bike at a Garage Sale for a really good deal, so we got it. Thus beginning the Biking Era of my life.

We put a little Co-Pilot on the back of my bike, and we would go out for family bike rides all the time, and Owen and I would cruse around Portland running little errands. I even biked to the bank 9 months pregnant.

Anyway, now that we have 2 little monkeys, it was rather hard for all of us to go out for a ride, with just the Co-pilot. So we started looking into Biker Trailors. After a bit or research we decided to get a Chariot, because they are awesome. They are the ultimate Kiddie carrier; Jogger, Biker trailer, Skiing carrage, and a couple of other thing. Plus they have supuer high safery ratings.

Anywho, I decided to get a used one, because, well, it is much cheeper that way. And we LOVE it!!! Owen and Talmage love riding together. Tom and I love that we can go out for rides. And I love that I can take it out running. All and all, I think that it was the best purchace of the summer.

So Smart

Babies amaze me. I am always so surprised at how much they understand. Tal is only 10 months old, but I swear that he is comprehension is super advanced.

One of Talmage's favorite things to do is to climb all over me if I am lying down. Today, the boys were playing in their bedroom playing, so I lied down on the floor to stretch. Tom calls, "Talmage, come get Mommy!"

Next thing I hear is this shriek of elation, and Tal comes tearing down the hall as fast as his little arms and legs will carry him, and tackles me just as I am starting to sit up.

What a funny little guy. I did not realize that he understood language that well yet. What can I say, I a have a brilliant child.

32 Spankings

Today is Thomas' birthday. Poor guy has hardly even been home to celebrate. He had a staff meeting during lunch, then a recruiting meeting after work, and now he is at scouts. What a trooper. He did sneek home for about 10 minutes today, during which Owen attacted him with spankings. Tom informed him that he only got 16 spankings,which was the green light for Owen, and Tal, to spank him until he had to leave again. I am sure that he got well over the 32 spankings he was in store for.

My new blog

I decided to keep a blog of my sewing projects. I have been trying to do a bit of seamstress work, so I am kind of hoping this blog will not only be a good way to show some of the things I have made to my friends, but it can sort of act as a portfolio of sorts. So take a look and let me know what you think.

It is still a work in progress, so I have not posted a ton of projects, but it is still fun. If any of you can think of something that I have made that is not on my blog, please remind me of it.

here is the link:

http://stitchesbyrosie.blogspot.com/

If only it were so easy

I must admit, I love the way kid's brains work sometimes. Today Owen was sitting on the toilet, trying to do his business, when he says, "Mama, its not coming. I need help. You push down on my head."

What cleaver thinking. If only everything was that simple and intuitive.

Potty Party at Pizza Papa's

Today is a very BIG day! Finally, after what feels like months, Owen POOPed on the potty! He has had going Number 1 on the potty down for a while. But for some reason he was afraid to go poo on the potty. He always said "There is a spider in there that is going to bite me." Don't know where he got that from.

I have tried every thing to get this kid to do his business on the toilet. Finally, I told him that once he goes poopy on the potty, we will have a party at Papa's Pizza Place (my In-Laws own Pier 49 Pizza here in Cache Valley). That was great incentive, and he has been trying really hard for the past week, and today, he finally did it! He woke up from his nap and said that he had to go. So we ran to the bathroom, he sat down and promptly stood up, saying, "No the spider will bite me."

We played this game for the next hour. We even called his Daddy to see if Tom could talk him through it. Finally, I said, "Owen, I need to make dinner, so I am going to leave you pants off, if you need to go, then run to the potty." Not five minutes later, I hear Owen calling form the bathroom, "Mama! I did it!!!"

I ran to the bathroom, and sure enough, SUCCESS!

I asked him if he thought we could do that again, and he said "Yeah! No spider bit my bummy."

So tonight, we are having a Potty Party at Pizza Papa's. Hooray!

Sleeping Under the Stars

Bed time has always been a struggle with Owen. He refuses to got to bed by him self, and insists that either Tom or I stay with him until he falls asleep. Needless to say, we are rather sick of this game, so we though up a scheme to teach Owen how to fall asleep by himself. Every night before he goes to be we put a glow in the dar star up on his ceiling, if he cries, or gets out of his bed, we take it down. It took a couple of nights of loosing his one and only star before he figured it, out, but now he has a pretty good collection of stars on his ceiling. He was really proud to show them off to me the other day. This was his explanation of them:

"Mommy, these are my starts! I go to sleep by my selfs, and I get them, 2-4-5 of them!"