Thankful!

Thanksgiving at Casa Del Coleman was fantastic. It was sunny and warm here so we took a nice morning walk and after Jr.'s nap, we headed over to the Papa Bill and Nona's house. Dinner was DE-LISH.


Jr. fell in LOVE with Buttons. Sheree's mom's Shiz Tzu. He would follow her all around the house and yell clear as day "BUTTONS! CUTE!" We took a little time before dinner to enjoy the park. We met another kid Jr.'s same age who was a whole head shorter than him, couldn't walk as well and definitely wasn't talking.







We do think that he is one extraordinary kid, but you temper those feelings because every parent thinks that their kid is the most perfect and extraordinary being on the planet. Then there are times where you are just blown away by him. He talks so clearly, says two to three word sentences and is starting to make sense. You teach him something once and then days later he says it in context. He is also a total parrot. He repeats EVERYTHING! For example Saturday night we were driving around and we taught him to say "BOO Chargers!" Sunday we were watching football and he said, clear as day, "BOO CHARGERS!" He followed that up with "GO BEARS! and YAY BRONCOS!"

This morning he pointed at colors in his rug in his room and told me they were blue, green and red (it was pink, but I am not splitting hairs). He then went into the hallway, pointed at the trim and said "white". Seriously!

That is just his brain, his physical development is also incredible. He can throw almost a perfect spiral football, and man can he wing it across a room. He catches less often, but is getting there. Then today, he picked up a cinder block and carried it a couple of feet. I mean seriously, 19 month old carying a cinder block.

I am so thankful that he is smart and strong. I am thankful that he is starting to be more independent. I am thankful that he will be such a handy little helper when his little brother or sister gets here. Weird looking little kidney bean.

I am thankful that Nanny came over for to the weekend to celebrate her birthday. "HAPPY DAY NANNY!" Ed was gone hunting and I don't know that I would have been able to handle taking care of him by myself this weekend. I no longer have morning sickness. I have all dam day feel like crap sickness. Nanny helped feed him, entertain him, bathe him, watch youtube videos with him and generally help me keep him fat and sassy all weekend. He loves her so much.





Ed didn't kill anything all season. I think he is bummed, but he did get to go camp out with his buddies at hunting camp Saturday night, drink too much and stay up late. He was home early enough to help Jr. and I finish up some yard work. He missed Jr.'s great fall tonight though. The egg on his head - OUCH! Poor baby. We had to watch an Elmo video and eat Cheez-Its to feel better.

Here is a photo of our little bathtub Picasso. Tonight he drew this artwork, pointed at a portion of it and said "Moon!" I asked him to draw a flower for mommy and he did. He loves to "Coldor".



Oh and a Bonus video.

Football

Junior loves to watch football. He yells "GO GO GO GO GO GO!" He yells "TOUCHDOWN!" and throws his hands in the air and I am teaching him to Boo San Diego, Oakland and Dallas.



A little about what has been happening in our world. The kitchen is 99% complete, the punch list of remining items includes a base cabinet, a skin for another base cabinet, a threashold to transition between the hardwood and vinyl, and the "crown" moulding. Plus I have to repaint the kitchen. Antique White looks more like 50 years of cigarette smoke and bacon grease white. Except I can't really paint right now. I also can't really lift heavy things, eat unpasturized cheese, eat lunch meat, go bungee jumping or go out and booze it up. Yup. There is a baby in there.



I mean, it is early. I am only 7 weeks and if I have learned anything from my nearest and dearest friends, anything can happen. We will *hopefully* be able to hear the heartbeat on December 11th.

I am definately starting to feel pregnant, from about 9 AM until noon or 1 PM I feel like barfing and curling up like a little pill bug. It is awful because I hold it back and I wonder if I just do it if I will feel better - but I can't bring myself to cut loose. If I even smell or think about something unpleasent, watch out. Teeth brushing is also dicey. I am not overly tired, and have so far been able to remain pretty calm amongst some pretty crappy crap going on at work.



Already this pregnancy is so different, so much calmer. Maybe it is because I know what I am in for. Or maybe it is that 100% of my time is taken up taking care of a 19 month old and I can't sit around and obsess about how I am feeling or stupid pregnancy magazines. Or maybe my life is already irreversibly changed with Junior and an addition of a brother or sister is not as big of an adjustment. I SAY THAT NOW. I am interested to see how I change as these next 9 months progress.



When you ask Junior if he wants a brother or a sister, he always answers "SISTER". He sometimes awnsers "BROTHER", but mostly it is "SISTER". His parents agree completely. A little girl could be a suprising change of pace from Wild Man Junior Coleman.

Sick Baby Blues

Little man has a fever and is lethargic. Poor sweetie pie just can't find anything to be happy about. Even Elmo videos can't bring his spirits up. He doesn't have the flu. It could be teeth, it could be anything.



I had to stay home with him today. Other than a trip to the Dr.'s office there has been lots of sweet sunggling - that is how I know he isn't feeling well. He lets me hold him for hours and holds still. He wants to be carried around and leans in for kisses. He climbs into our bed pulls pillows around him and says "Nigh Nigh".

I wish I could take all of his sickness away from him.

Happy Vets Day

Tomorrow Ed is going hunting to celebrate Veterans day. Jr. is going to daycare and I have my first ALMOST full day to myself. What to do? What to do? Do everything? Do nothing?

This weekend we jetted off to Great Falls to avoid Mikey and Ed's final kitchen construction duties. My mom had Trayson Saturday and Sunday. He was an amazing playmate to Jr. They had so much fun playing outside, playing at Aunt Lisa's and shopping at Target. Jr. was exhausted Saturday night and slept well for the first time in WEEKS.

Sunday Faith came over home and the three of them PLAYED and PLAYED and PLAYED!

So much fun.

TREAT!

After a truly terrifying week we were ready for ghosts, goblins, skeletons and DRAGONS!

Nanny was in town on Friday so we debuted Jr.'s dragon costume. He hated wearing the dragon head, but seemed to like the outfit.

On Saturday morning I took Dragon Boy to the children's museum to play in the play room with Monkey Boy Carter, Bee Girl Zola and Puppy Lady Allie. They had a blast and after playing and playing and playing we walked next door and rode the carousel. Jr. hated it and would only sit on the bench with me. The other kids rode nicely and poor Zola cried and cried when the ride was over. She got to go twice.

After a nice nap it was time for trick-or-treaters. Adrienne came over dressed as the cutest lady bug you have ever seen.

I put the chair in front of the door so that Jr. could watch out for the trick-or-treaters. He would yell "TREAT" at them and knock on the door so they would come to our house. He even gave candy to some of them.


By 8:15 we were out of candy and Dragon Boy was in bed.