Happy Mother's Day!

I'm never usually one for the 'Hallmark Holidays', but I'm taking full advantage of this one.  Funny how all I really want for mother's day is to NOT be a mother for a few hours.....

Lars has been wonderful so far today - he took care of Isaac all night, his usual brief wake up call at 9pm lasted for 2 hours, then Lars got him at 5am and let me sleep in till 6:30 when Carter woke up.  He then took Carter downstairs and made me breakfast, delivering it with an almost disgusted look of "I know you won't get out of bed today until I do this for you, so here it is..." Then he dealt with Carter, who wasn't wearing a diaper and proceeded to poop down his pants, coating his legs as well.  I guess Carter, covered in said poop, then thought more poop was coming, sat on his little potty, covering that with poop as well.  And while Lars was then trying to clean the little potty over the composting toilet, dropped the little potty down and had to go into the composter unit to retrieve the potty, now even more covered with poop.... Then Carter decided that, even though every Sunday he goes with Lars to play in the gym while Lars plays basketball, that this Sunday, he was definitely NOT going to go with him, and surely not going to wear any pants... He did eventually go, but he was wearing green alligator pj pants with his too tight blue moose pj top, one knee high red spiderman sock and one too small white sock.  All this before 8 am.  I bet Lars can't wait for mother's day to be over!

We spent last weekend with a rented mini-loader, hauling trees out of the woods and flattening out our yard.  We then spent all day bringing up loads of topsoil, raking it out, then spreading grass seed and covering the whole mess with hay in hopes that we would have a wonderful yard to play in by summer.  Well, it proceeded to rain all week and now our "yard" consists of clumps of hay floating around in puddles... ahh well, maybe someday.

Isaac getting ready to crawl.... time to baby proof again!

I read some where that when you have a second child, the older one regresses, uses baby talk, wants to play with the younger ones toys..... haven't seen any of that around here....