While we were in Mexico, Rachie came to babysit and visit our kids. She had a blast with them and enjoyed swimming and riding bikes with them. She did have one mishap with Luke and him not making it to the toilet in the Jacuzzi though. She said the hot tub cleared out real quick and no one wanted to swim after that. She also said Luke loved showering and would not get out. I have always bathed him and have never experienced the shower with him. Since being home we have shared a shower or two. He loves it except for when you block the water from him. He likes to ask where it went, then say, "oh, there it is", or he just screams.
Rach also said that at breakfast one morning he started singing Beyonces "Single Ladies" song. She laughed and asked him is he was singing "All the Single Ladies" and he replied, "Yessss". He had since sung it quite a bit. I woke up one morning to him singing the "Ohh, Oh, Oh" part over and over again. It was quite the little alarm clock. Jim is mortified that that is what he insists on singing as the song drives him crazy. Of all the songs on my ipod, he can't believe he remembers that one the most.
Luke is a bundle of joy for us. We love him dearly and although he is hot or cold, his sweetness outweighs any issues we have with him. He rarely says yes or okay. He almost always says, "all right". He drags it out though so it sounds like, "auul riiiight". It is so dang cute.
Rach told me that she asked the kids to clean up and Jameson said, "oh my mom will be so happy, she just loves a clean house". It's a bit scary that she knows that but she is my little helper when we clean the house each week. She knows where the rags are and asks what she can do next non stop as I am cleaning. I hope she continues on that path.
Upon arriving home and getting into the swing of things we had a huge predicament on the Friday we got home. I was running errands with Luke and Jamers and my nephews and Luke started to cry behind me. He was saying, "my nose, my nose". I got out a wipee thinking it was running and looked behind me. I then saw a pink shiny bead in his nostril. I told him to not sniff and popped it out. I thought to myself, "phew, that could have been bad." Well, he kept crying and pointing to his other nostril. As I tipped his head back, I saw another bead in his nostril but this one was pushed so far back I could not get it. It was passed the outer nostril and sitting in the crevice behind in. There is a little pocket that it was resting in. I tried to get him to blow it out but he only was blowing through his mouth. This year in swim he will learn to blow through his nose if it kills me. Apparently he was using his mouth last summer. Anyway, I called the doctor's office and asked for an appointment or if there was anything I could do. They told me to have him sneeze with pepper and see what happens. On the way home to get the pepper, he sneezed on his own. I quickly turned around to find nothing had come out. I was disappointed. I talked to Heather and she said to get a bulb syringe and try and suck it out. I located one after many calls and tried it. He was not too happy and I could not hold him down. I ended up going to the doctors and he pried it out with tweezers that were long and had grips to hold the slippery bead. It took one doctor, a nurse and me to hold him down. He was screaming and not too happy about being restrained but I bet he learned his lesson. At least I hope he has. Needless to say, if it happens again, I will be prepared for what to do. I'll go to Walgreen's, get some tweezers like she had and rope 3 people to help hold him down. He is a strong little guy. After telling Rachie of the experience, she was thankful it happened then and not when she was babysitting the week before.
Last week I was cooking dinner and Megan said, "you know mom that ground beef is just a nice way of saying cut up cow". I giggled and thought to myself, :the things she thinks of". A bit later I was doing laundry and heard her tell Gracey that same thing. I was waiting for her to freak out as they were eating dinner (ground beef). I said her name in that mom tone to get her to stop and she said, "but mom, I'm just using the "persuasive technique" that they have been teaching us is school". She is unbelievable.
My last Megan story happened the other night when she was in the shower. I asked if she washed her face and she said she did but only with water. She scrubbed it really good but couldn't use the soap because the box it came in said to not use it by your eyes or mouth. I tell you, that kid is all about the rules! Although sometimes it is a pain and it takes some convincing on my part on somethings, I hope she follows the rules the rest of her life. It takes a lot of convincing and talking when she sees stickers on boats that say to wait 10 minutes after stopping to swim so exhaust will dissipate. It's also not so good when I need to pick them up by the bikes but that's not the "parent pick up line". That kid keeps me on my toes for sure.
One last adorable thing that happened last week was when Jim went motorcycle riding with his friend Saturday morning. Luke was right under his feet, getting out the bike, helping his get his gear on, pulling out his own motorcycle bike. Well, when they hooked up the trailer to haul the bikes, they were tying it down and Luke took his bike to the back of the trailer, pushed it up onto the trailer, right beside Jim's and told them to tie his down too. It was so dang cute. He couldn't understand why he couldn't get his bike to go too. I love that he is so into boy things and such a fanatic about helmets. The picture up top is a picture of him riding after they took off.
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