My day and my kids

Today started out pretty good, but then it got a little bit bummerish. Katie had a tiny bit of goop in her eye yesterday, but it was only after a nap, so I didn't think too much about it. Then this morning she had full on goober city in her eye. Poor little thing. When I went in to get her she had her usual huge smile on her face, but it was rather pathetic because her poor little eye was gooped shut. Thankfully my next door neighbor had some eye drops that get rid of that sort of thing. I was trying to figure out where in the world she would have gotten a yucky eye from, but then I remembered, "Right, she's got 2 big brothers that occasionally get caught poking at her eyes for their own amusement". Now, we do wash hands at my house (Nicholas is a well trained machine), but little boys have grubby hands just because they're little boys, even if they were sitting in a completely anti-bac free white room in their Sunday best their little finger would be digging in a nostril or something. Then bummer number 2 is that after I dropped Nickelby off at preschool I started feeling symptoms of a very unfriendly cold virus that Steve is just getting over. I am okay being sick (well it's not my favorite thing) when it's a sickness that I can still keep going with, but I am such a freak about the thought of my kids getting sick. I will fully admit that I am a downright germaphob (did I spell that right? You get the idea) about my kids. Anytime one of them so much as coughs my stomach tightens and I start to think the worst. I really need to relax, but it is what it is. Anyway, other than that my day has been great!

Nicholas is learning a new song in preschool each week about how to spell different colors and they are downright hilarious! After just last week he can now write his name all by himself. I am thinking this preschool thing is the best idea ever! It's so exciting to see what he can do.

Matthew is going through the most terrible two's phase ever! He is so incredibly proud that when he falls down and gets hurt, instead of crying about it he jumps up and tries to act like it never happened, and if you acknowledge it he will get embarrased, look at you with the evil eye and say "No!" and walk away. And to get him to do anything I have to give him the impression that it was his idea and that he will be doing it himself. "Matthew, do you want to go sit at the table for dinner, or do you want mommy to help you?" "Matthew, do you want to put your books away, or do you want mommy to put your books away?" If I ever just tell him to do something he absolutely won't do it until I have phrased it to sound like it's all him. It's quite the funny little quirk, but it gets rather frustrating and a little wearisome to the brain to think of how to word things. Ever phase has an end (I keep telling myself anyway). He is the cutest of little boys though and he has such a tender spot.

Katie is in the phase where she can roll from her back to her tummy, but not the reverse. I have finally weaned her of being bundled to sleep and so now she is free to go where she pleases in her crib. The bummer is that she does the roll in the middle of the night and I have to go in and roll her back over. She screams and screams until I roll her and then she goes right back to sleep. I have not resorted back to bundling, but I did go back to using the wedge that you use to keep them in one spot. Baby steps to being a big girl. Today she was in her walker playing with a rattle and ever time it made a rattling noise you should see the look of shock on her face. It was hilarious!