Okay, so it has been nearly 15 months since we updated this, shame on us...hopefully we can get better. But after the weekend we just had, I felt it imperative to continue to document and share. The weekend didn't start so well, Daddy blew his top trying to get Jonah and Eli to bed Friday night, but after that the rest of the weekend was a dream. (Thanks to TT Green for the hipstomatic snapshot). This is a shot of the boys in their first swim class all together. We had Jonah in another class, but it was just too stressful for him and us because we weren't in the pool with him. So we took him down a level and he LOVED it. This was also Eli's first class ever and he too had a ball. The best part is Logan is in the class with them. It was like night and day from the last class, instead of tears, we got laughs and giggles and screams of joy! I can't wait to go next weekend.
The rest of the weekend pretty much followed suit. Jonah, Eli and Daddy had a weekend full of errands and chores and we had a blast together. We bought Jonah his first hot wheels track, and Eli got a motorized James. Then the three of us went to Home Depot to get some bricks to make a small retaining wall and Jonah helped me build a "dirtbox" (as opposed to sandbox) underneath our back stairs. It has been a place where the kids play for awhile, but we made it official and created an actual box, to keep the dirt off the walkway. Through the entire process, Jonah repeatedly thanked me for my effort....too cute. One exchange went like this:
"Thanks Daddy for digging that out," Jonah exclaimed.
"Jonah, I would be happy to do anything if you keep thanking me," I replied.
"Daddy I'll keep thanking you if you do nice things," Jonah expressed.
"Fair enough," I said.
And then late Sunday, we lost one of Eli's most prized possessions...his Pacie (or Boppy as Eli calls it). Meg and I, like true parents do when presented with a perilous situation in which their youngest, who can't quite communicate effectively, loses the one thing that makes him go to sleep easy...we panicked. We ransacked the house, but to no avail. We finally bucked up and decided that now was as good a time as any to officially get rid of the pacifier, I mean what else could we do. Well, so far so good, outside of some Boppy exclamations from Eli, he ultimately went to sleep without it and slept through the night - Score! Now mind you we found it in the Thomas the Tank Engine roundhouse once we cleaned up that night, but shhhhhh! Don't tell Eli! Stay strong today Meghan, stay strong.
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