The house that's almost a HOME!!

We're buying a house! A super cute 1945 Cape Cod style home with gorgeous wood floors throughout, 3 bedrooms, 1800 square feet, full basement, fenced in yard house one block from our favorite park and an elementary school.  Sounds almost too good to be true.

Well of course no home is perfect, and this one has it's fair share of issues--like the horrid exterior paint, the 1 bathroom, and the small kitchen with no dishwasher--, but it's almost ours which means we can change all of those things when the time comes.

Tomorrow we have the inspection, but don't foresee any major issues since the homeowners took extra good care of it.  Then we have the long waiting period until we close on April 7th.  And we'll be praying everyday that we made the right choice and that things go smoothly in the next 6 weeks until closing.

We're so excited to have a house that's almost our HOME.

Oh yes, and if you're curious to see just how cute it is, click here for photos.  :)

Potty Trained....almost

Will's a big boy now.  It's been 6 days since his first #2 on the potty and he's been rocking it ever since!  I haven't changed one poopy diaper in 6 days!  He is so proud of himself when he does his business. He loves to wave goodbye to the poo when he flushes.  It's hilarious.  Last night after his bath he was sitting on the toilet and he kept tooting which he thought was the funniest thing ever and he kept saying "uh oh!"...I couldn't stop laughing at him.  He's starting to get the peeing thing down too!  Yippie skippy! So there you go, at 20 months my little man is almost fully potty trained.

I now have to add that I totally jinxed myself by writing this and Will pooped in his diaper today.  Twice.  :(


28 weeks: a comparison

28 weeks with Will

28 weeks with baby girl

I don't know which one is more babylicious.  It would be easier if I was wearing the same shirt.  I think they're pretty comparable in their rotundness. What do you think?


Sicky Sick Sick

We've been hit with a plague.  Well, mostly just Will has been hit with it.  He's been sick off and on for about 2 1/2 weeks now.  Which is my excuse for being a bad blogger.  At first it was swim lessons, he'd go on Monday and Wednesday nights and then spew when he got home.  I guess pool water wasn't made for gulping down like a slushy.  His little tum tum didn't like it.  So it was decided that it's probably better to wait on the swim lessons until he stops slurping down yucky water.

Then his little mouth has decided to sprout 8 teeth at once.  Bad idea, mouth.  Poor cranky boy.

One random night, Ryan and I were both up all night with some weird stomach bug that had us down on our knees at the toilet.  Bleh.

Jump ahead to a few days ago when we get home from spending a weekend in Omaha.  While he's cuddling with Gma and Gpa, they notice that he feels warm...like super duper warm.  So I take his temp.  103.6.  Highest fever he's ever had. Gave him some Motrin and put him to bed.  He woke up that night shaking really horribly with a temp of 104...I was ready to go to the ER.  But it was 3 am...so another dose of Motrin and his fever was brought down to a balmy 102.  In the morning his temp was back up to 104 and we took him to the clinic. Will was poked and prodded by 2 different doctors, neither of whom really knew what was wrong with him.  No strep, no ear infections, no RSV, no answers really.  But he did get more Motrin and an antibiotic and a cough suppressant cause he was a bit mucousy.

Thankfully, today his fevers went away and he was feeling pretty good.  I'm hoping it was a freakishly high teething fever and that his is something we never have to relive.  Seeing your baby so feverish that they're shaking and moaning in their sleep is scary.  But sometimes, when Will is sick I secretly like it because he gets super cuddly and he just wants his momma.  And he snuggled in bed with us all night, which hasn't happened for about a year.  So those parts were nice but we could have done without the rest of the nasties.