Happy (Belated) Easter!

I FINALLY figured out the video option on my new camera I got for Christmas....JUST in time for Easter! WOOT!

The first video is of Triscuit and Toblerone after their Easter Egg hunt. Since it was my first attempt at video-ing, it's a little off center.

The second video is Triscuit giving a short (yet sweet) reason for Easter. His FIRST answer (in the car on the way up north to my parents house) was "to find eggs". We had to remind him of the REAL reason. Then, he says hello to his 2 Great Grandma's in Nebraska. He didn't realize he was being videoed until I told him. Check out the face after I tell him. LOL!!!

The third video is of Toblerone. I tried to get him to talk during this one, but he was really only interesting in stuffing his face (I shouldn't have let him eat that much candy...you'll read why in a minute).

As SOON as I shut the camera off, he decided to talk more. I quickly turned it back on and caught a few snippets of him talking about what he had and where we were.

About 2 hours after the snarfing video was taken, he woke up rather abruptly from his nap (he fell asleep on ME) CRYING, then "FREW UP" all over. Guess where it ended up? Yup...all over me. I was SOAKED with puke! My shirt was soaked, my pants were soaked, it went down my bra and in my hair! Thank God my Mom had kept some of my grandmother's clothes after she passed away last year. Minus a 9 inch height difference, we wore the same size. I ended up having to take a shower at my parents house. After that whole fiasco, I was done and ready to go home. After these past few weeks, I could go the rest of my life without seeing throw up. The Sister's birthday is this week and she wants to go back to Imperial Beach for her birthday. We will be leaving early Friday morning and returning on Sunday night. I'm ready for a break!

It was a REALLY good Easter. The kids had fun and we had a nice, relaxing day (up to the puke fest).

I hope you all had a wonderful Easter weekend!

Ith Thuck

We are still working on potty training Toblerone. Because he's such a huge child, the potty chair quickly became too small to accommodate his rather large behind. The regular toilet frightens him, so we are stuck right now. Ren Ren found this on the Internet....I'm thinking seriously of talking to Weenie about it. It will save the questioning of the "fur" later in his little life....

What brought me to this subject (yet again)? Well, last night, while changing Toblerone's diaper, he looked at me and said:

Toblerone: "Mama...ith thuck"

Mum: "What's stuck?"

Toblerone: "Mama...Toblerone's pee pee thuck."

Mum: "No...your pee pee is supposed to be there. It doesn't come off, Luv."

Toblerone: "No...pee pee thuck. Pee pee off."

Mum: *laughing*.."Your pee pee doesn't come off, Toblerone."

Toblerone: *trying to pull his pee pee off*

Mum: "Toblerone! Leave it alone! You're going to hurt yourself!"

Toblerone: "Mama. Toblerone pee pee thuck...Daddy fithit (fix it)."

Whenever something gets broken or needs to be put together, Weenie is the handy man and hero to all that is needing help...plastic and flesh alike.

During this conversation between Toblerone and I, Weenie was putting together yet another Lego Star Wars ship at the dining room table. He looked up from his instruction manual with this look on his face.




Mum: "Yeah Daddy...Toblerone's pee pee "ith thuck". Daddy needs to "fithit".

Again, Weenie gives me this look.

Mum: "Little does he know that this is a valuable appendage."

He smiles, shakes his head and resumes Lego-ing. He's a man of little words...especially when he's fulfilling his Lego addiction.

Meanwhile, I put a new diaper on Toblerone and fully expect him to get up and run off. He just laid there....looking at me as if to say, "Well???"

Mum: "Toblerone....go play."

Toblerone: "Pee pee thuck."

OK....how many times do you have to say, "IT DOESN'T COME OFF!"

Mum: *Deciding to talk on HIS level* "Toblerone. Pee pee no off. Pee pee stay on."

Toblerone seemed to except my attempt at toddler speak and ran off.

The next thing I knew, he climbed up on the chair in the living room, then up on the arm of the chair, flapping his arms like a bird and saying:

Toblerone: "Toblerone fly! Toblerone AMATHING (amazing)!"

What do the two have in common? I have no clue, but one occured right after the other. What was going throught his mind? I don't know, but it was funny!

Frow Up!

During this recent wave of sickness (which involved basic cold symptoms and a really nasty, juicy cough), Toblerone was coughing SO much that he was throwing up. While trying to calm his cough a few days ago, he gagged just enough to get a little of the "ick" inside of his mouth. This look of sheer disgust comes over his face (kind of like this...minus the hat):

Toblerone: "Toblerone no like."

Mum: "I know sweetie....I'm sorry"

Then, he completes the experience by actually throwing up...in his bed. Through tears, he says,

Toblerone: "Toblerone frow up. Toblerone no like frow up. Mommy change gankets (blankets)."

While I'm changing his sheets, I hear this "splash". Then, I hear another "splash". Yup...the poor kid threw up twice on his floor. Again, through tears, he says:

Toblerone: "Toblerone froooooow up! Toblerone no like frow up! Toblerone sowwy Mama!"

As gross as it is cleaning up puke at quarter to five in the morning, I don't want him to be sorry! He couldn't help it!

He's feeling better today...thank GOD. Still has a slight fever, but he's running around as usual asking for "joo-wes" (Juice).

INCOMING!!!!

*sigh*....We have survived yet another wave of sickness that barrelled through the household. Triscuit got it first, then Toblerone....now MUM is fighting it. Oh well. Such is life!