When I went to de-personalize the house for showings I needed some pictures for my living room and I remembered I had taken some from Lake Tahoe over the summer. Since it happens to be my favorite place, it makes me happy to see these pictures every day. They look even better in print.
The footprints in the first and last picture are Fisher's.
I wish I had more time for the blog. Poor Tucker has kind of been put on the back burner with trying to take care of three kids and then everything with the house. I eventually plan on putting up pictures from when he was born and when my mom & mom-in-law visited. Then there are the few recent pictures I have snapped but have not yet made it off the card and on to the computer.
Things are slowly but surely working out for us. Tucker had his 4 week check up and weighed 9 lbs 2 oz and was 21.5 inches long. He was right around average on the charts. He gained a lb over the last week was positive since I had mastitus and some other nursing issues. Everything is going a lot better in that category and his weight gain reflected that. He is a good baby although he does like to be held constantly which can be hard sometimes. We can't blame him considering we can't put him down when Cooper is around so it is imperative for him to be held often which only makes it worse. He has been sleeping through the night for about the last four nights. He will eat sometime between 10pm and midnight and will sleep until 6 or 7. You would think I would feel so rejuvenated but I am still exhausted mostly because I have not caught up on sleep from the last few weeks. Every spare moment has been spent either dealing with the kids or cleaning the house...which is why is it nice to say that we have found a buyer for the house. We listed the house on a Tuesday had two showings on Sunday and then one on Monday and we received an offer on Tuesday which was countered back and forth a few times. In the end we decided to take it and I feel a huge weight lifted off my shoulders now that I do not have to keep the house so spotless all the time. It is a hard thing to do with three kids, one of them being four weeks old today and a tired mom. Now we just have to hope that everything goes well with the buyer's loan and inspections. She agreed to rent back to us until June 15th so it looks like that the 14th or 15th of June will be our big moving day where we load up our lives and head to Omaha. It is all becoming so real.
Todd is slowly but surely crossing off different requirements in order to graduate. We are counting down the days until graduation. He officially has a case of senioritis that would have rivaled mine in high school. (I was nominated "Worst case of Senioritis" my senior year. :) I can't blame him. He will be 31 in August and aside from a 2 year stint in Finland from 19-21 he has been in school since he was 5. I think a Bachelors in history, a Masters in Sport Administration and a D.M.D are plenty for one guy. I am so proud of him and all that he has done for our family. He is THE BEST husband and father. He is perfect for me and I love how we balance eachother. I love him.
He has his final Boards next week. We will be crossing our fingers that everything goes okay with them.
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I guess I should also throw in a quick little blurb about Fisher and Cooper. Fisher is still handling the big brother roll well although he has started becoming a little more aggressive with Cooper in their wrestling matches where as before he would just lie there and take it. I guess one can only sit and take the abuse so long before it becomes too much. He has definitely started acting out but we expected that. There are so many drastic changes occurring and he is old enough to recognize them. He is devastated to be moving away from his friends. I worry how he will cope with the move and starting Kindergarten. He is very bright and curious. He has learned to read his colors and wants to learn how to read everything but I have to figure out a way to make it seem like he isn't "learning". If we label it as such then he becomes more resistant. (Hmmmm...sounds familiar to his mother.) There are these special moments when he drops the new attitude and his eyes light up with excitement over something and I remember how much I DO love Fisher despite the fact that he can frustrate me to no end.
Cooper LOVES wrestling and "fighting" with Fisher. He is a little instigator. I have started calling him "Beast" because he is one. He has started climbing out of his crib, not sleeping as much and it doing A LOT of naughty things. This past week, while on my own, he has thrwon items into the toilet, unrolled rolls fo toilet paper, pulled his diaper off, played with his #2, poured lotion on to the carpet, dumped all the gold fishies from the box, broken eggs out of the carton on the kitchen floor, opened the oven (thankfully not on at the time), constantly getting into the dishwasher- starting, stopping, and jumping on the door which hs is too big to sit on, knocked all the chairs to the table onto their backs, fallen off the kitchen table, fallen off the ottoman, fallen off the lazy boy...are you sensing a pattern? It hard to keep the kid contained and when I am feeding Tucker, Cooper takes full advantage of the situation. The one thing I would say as he goes about his business is that Cooper is full of joy. He radiates it even when being a mischievious little stinker. All he has to do is bat his big blue eyes and it is hard not to do his bidding.
