All Nighter

In college it seemed that the cool thing to do was to pull an "all nighter" studying. I wasn't in to being cool, so I never did it. Now that I'm a mom I don't have a choice. Before we moved into this house on Halloween, I could count on one hand how many times Preston had woke up more then one time in a night. He was my perfect sleeper since day one. He would wake up around 4:30 and go back to bed till around 8 or so. Since moving into this house, he wakes up three times a night, every single night. What gives? I've tried to let him cry it out but after 20 minutes, his dad can't take it anymore. Maybe he wants to be back on the floor in my closet rather then in his own room.

I suspected that Michael has had an ear infection too (7th one since getting tubes put in), and after tonight, I'll be making him another appointment with the ENT.

Here's how tonight's schedule has gone so far....
Preston: Asleep at 11
Michael: Awake at 11:15 asleep at 12:15 (hysterical crying, thrashing, etc)
Preston: Awake at 1:45 asleep at 2:30
Michael: Awake at 2:35 asleep TBD

Right now he's watching Bob the Builder and eating mandarin oranges. But really at 3:19 am???? Whenever he wakes up in the night he says in between sobs, "I watch Bob, I watch Bob." Or sometimes it's "I watch Elmo, I watch Elmo."

Michael bit a little girl in nursery today. Seriously I don't know what to do! I didn't find out until after I got home. I called the mom and made Michael apologize to her daughter (not that he understood, but at least it made me feel better). Just a warning to all little girls. If Michael is fighting over a toy with you, he may sink his teeth into your hand or arm. Maybe when you're a teenager you'll like vampires. (Maybe I should read those Twilight books to understand why he likes to bite)

My vampire is requesting another orange....

You'd Never Know

I took Preston to the doctor on Tuesday because I knew something was "off" with him. Even though he was still my sweet, happy baby, he wasn't sleeping like normal (hasn't been since we moved), and had his fussy moments. I suspected an ear infection along with a cold. Sure enough, double ear infection, sinus infection and an eye infection. Really, you'd never know.

Does anyone have a cure for a bad case of eczema under a babies neck (we think it's from drool)? The doctor told us to try Eucerin so he's been on that for a day. Poor guy has got a terrible rash.

Many Thanks

My parents were in HOG HEAVEN. Kyle's nieces and nephews were voluntarily massaging their feet and backs for at least an hour!Michael was loving playing outside with all his cousins and wanted his hat and coat on at all times.
We turned on some Michael Jackson music and Michael was going to town. He kept a serious face the whole time, it was hilarious. I'll see if I can post the video.

The missionaries reacting to Michael's moves.

Pre-Pre and Nana

25 people were here for dinner!

Dog pile on Big D

Michael didn't want to come in to eat the first night his cousins got here, so I put his food outside and he ate it right up.

Enjoying the swing set

Sorry this picture is blurry, but good luck trying to get these two to sit still for a photo op.

Much to be grateful for this year.

• A job after a long search
• Welcoming the sweetest baby to our family
• Moving into a spacious home that can hold 25 people for Thanksgiving dinner!
• Family to help us with the move
• A house full of boys
• Sunshine in the winter
• Pictures to remember life by
• A helpful, industrious, handsome husband
• The Gospel
• In-laws who come to visit us
• Sitting on the 5th row to listen to Elder Holland
• Missionary discussions in our home
• Crib tent and nap time
• Church callings even when they keep us busy
• Preston letting Michael wrestle with him and even laughing in the meantime
• Antibiotics
• Last but not least, thankful that our home phone is finally installed!!!!!!!!!! So now don't call my cell phone because we've burned through all of our minutes.

Before it's TOO late

Our moving date was on Halloween, so things were a little busy to say the least, but we still managed to take the boys trick-or-treating. Most of the pics are from the ward trunk-or-treat. As we were walking out the door Kyle found a deal on a front-load washer and dryer on Craigslist, so he had to bail on me at the last minute (which I'm glad he did), which made for a difficult time at the party. Michael was not a cooperative cowboy. He didn't want to keep his hat or boots on. I guess it's my fault since I bought them way too big so they'd last. Most the of the time he looked like a basketball playing cowboy because of the sweatband I was trying to keep his hat on with. The sweatband stayed on, but not the hat! Preston was a dragon/dinosaur one night, and then a hot dog the next. Thanks to Aunt Andrea for always providing my boys with great costumes!

Kyle probably wouldn't like me putting this picture up because Michael's eye isn't where it's supposed to be, but this is what happens when his glasses aren't adjusted on his nose right. I was so busy with packing/moving that I didn't have time to take him in that day to fix them. Oh well! The next time I went in, I had her tighten them way up, and they have never looked better. (I usually go in at least once a week, but it's already been 12 days)

Rough Housing

These picture sum up perfectly how Michael treats Preston. He wants sooo badly to play rough with him, but he knows that I've got a watchful eye on him! If only there were sound effects to go with these pictures, you would hear me telling Michael 5 million times to be soft (that's why he ended it with a kiss to the forehead).

Big Brown Eyes

Isn't he cute, pacifier rash and all?

One by One

I have spotted my neighbor on more then one occasion over the past week picking up the leaves in his yard by hand with a garbage can. Right now he's sorting through the river rocks beneath his tree looking for little leaves. Mind you there are also bushes there, and I can't even see the leaves. Lucky for him he only has one tree in his front yard and it's a smaller tree with little leaves. Maybe I should go let him know that the infamous Tri-Cities wind will probably come and blow his leaves away tomorrow. And no, he's not retired. Just meticulous I guess.