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I just realized that I only hit on one topic in my last blog post! Oh my, forgetful me! LOL!

The kids and I have recently moved out on our own! Many thanks to my mom and dad for helping us out when we had nowhere else to go and letting us stay with them temporarily! It’s been quite an adjustment, and it’s still an ongoing adjustment period for both myself and the kids. The move has given the kids and I a little more freedom, and we are just soaking it all up and having fun. We go for more walks to the park and around the neighborhood, and now that I have my 4-wheeler out here at the house, more 4-wheeler rides up into the canyons! Wendy and I have missed the rides, and Nick’s really just now getting to know the fun of getting out and not being strapped in a carseat the whole time and not being able to see anything but sky through the back window of the car. He sits infront of me, wearing Wendy’s old 1+ bike helmet, with a sturdy baby sling acting as a seat belt that buckles him to me. Then Wendy sits behind me (where I have a seat that’s surrounded by sturdy weather proof ATV storage bags)with her 3+ Dora helmet on, and just sits back and enjoys the ride! It’s so much fun to share these experiences with my kids!

Ok, here’s another update! Nick is almost 14 months old! Jeez! How did time pass that quickly? It still seems like I was just pregnant with that little bugger! He’s growing so fast! And he’s super smart! He’s trying so hard to talk, trying to string sentences together, I can almost understand him! Seriously! He’s even figured out (either on hs own, or by watching Wendy or myself) that when he shreds paper (or the like) its supposed to go in the trash! Wendy herself had that all figured out by 13 months too!

MEMORY: Wendy was 13 months old, and George and I had given Wendy some newspaper to shred and have fun playing with, but when we noticed she was done playing, we told her that the paper had to go in the trash can. She gathered up two little chubby handfuls of paper and took them to the trash can, which was in the kitchen, a room away from where she’d made her mess. After about 3 trips of taking the paper to the trashcan, she brought the trashcan to the shredded paper!!! Boy, were George and I surprised! We just laughed with sheer delight at the way she had solved a simple problem of making one trip instead of multiple trips!!

Everyday Nick surprises me. He has one heck of a healthy appetite. For breakfast I’ll mix 4oz of puree’d baby food with rice cereal until it has a thick consistency, he eats that, then will eat a full bowl of my cereal (which means I have to eat 2 bowls of cereal. Then for lunch I usually make him a PB&J sandwich, on just one slice of bread.  Any more than that and he just plays with it. Then for dinner I usually make another sandwich, only this time I make a grilled cheeser, and he wolfs 3/4’s of it down. Snacks are a harder thing to provide as I don’t have the extra income to buy all the crackers the kids could want to eat, but when I do have them, he’ll eat a handful and then come back for more in about an hour or so.

Then I have to wonder, with an appetite like that, and his constant mover and shaker little self, is it really something I have to be worried about like the professionals and be worried about him that he isn’t gaining weight like he should be? Nah. I’m not worried. He’s healthy, albeit he’s a small kid. His daddy isn’t very big either, and neither am I. George and I both have smaller builds, and we come from families that have smaller people in them. I have a rare exception in my family, my little brother is something like 5’11 with a bigger build. Both of my grandmothers never grew taller than 4’11”.

He’s still a momma’s boy though, through and through. He wants to be held a majority of the time, and still loves to cuddle with me, and needs to have me in his line of sight 97% of the time too. The only thing I struggle with is the fact that he’s a co-sleeper. I sleep on a twin mattress and there’s barely enough room for the both of us, and he’s forever trying to push me out of bed. LOL! I almost always have a fist in my face, or knees in my back and/or ribs, and toes wedged in my butt crack somehow. It’s all good though, he still needs me, and I’m ok with this. What is it called? Attachment Parenting? I’ll have to look that one up, but I’m pretty sure that’s what it is.

Well, it’s time to go to bed, or else I’ll never get up with the kids! Good Night All (Or should I say Good Morning?)

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Comments on: "Double Blog Post Today! :)" (1)

  1. Sounds like things are settling into place which is good, you deserve some peace and happiness in your life 🙂 I wouldn’t be too worried about the eating…just keep things around that’ll get him full (oatmeal, hot cereals, anything w. peanut butter etc) and he’ll be fine. My kids are the same way, I chaulk it up to growth spurts and boys being boys haha. Some cheap snacks are those huge bags of animal crackers from Walmart, usually around 2.50 or I’ll get plain (or vanilla) store brand yogurt and blend it with frozen fruit (usually cheaper then fresh) and make frozen pops… or let it keep going to get full of air w. some milk and give the kids smoothies. The air fills up their tummies. I know how it is for single moms since I’m one too 🙂 We gotta stick together !

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