Secret playgrounds!

So some lucky people get one thing: no street behind their house so they don't have a neighbor facing the opposite street, which means they actually have a backyard! 

And, some even luckier people, get to have a yard, and their own little playground as well! 

The past couple days, we have been going for a walk, and then stopping and playing at this one particular playground. 

I've walked before and noticed how this sidewalk would go behind a house, but I never went to go see what it led to. Until, 3 days ago. *cue dramatic music* 

What a stroke of fabulous luck! *does a happy dance, while simultaneously, becoming  immediately envious* 

I would sell my firstborn child, if I could have a house with this secret playground/backyard combination. 

Sorry Wilson! 

Anyhoo, it's been a lot of fun for the kids, and pure torture for me! Hey! You try pushing your kids around for an hour in this hot weather! And then go home and slave away, feeding and changing them, and giving them every comfort, all while you are hot, stinky, and sweaty! 

Well, I'm trying to do it, to umm, be in better shape. But seriously, I'd rather just stay at home and play candy crush saga. 

But I need activity. When I stopped breast feeding, I kept eating like I was breast feeding and gained about 8 pounds. Which doesn't seem like a lot. And it's not. But sadly, you don't get to pick weight distribution. (Because I totally would've put those 8 pounds straight to the boobs and booty!) So I hope by practically walking myself into a heat stroke, I will drop a few of those pounds.  

Happy times.

It's starting to be summer. Oh my gosh. Hotness. Took the kids to the park over on the Main Base. And I about died! 

I love air conditioning so much, I wanna take it behind a middle school, and get it pregnant. (30 Rock reference anyone?) 

 I don't know why when I share pictures on my phone they are grainy. So here's hoping they aren't. So you can see all the cuteness radiating from us. Especially me. 

Not everyone can wear no makeup and still be as good looking. Well, some of you can. Maybe all of you. I don't know. Take some selfies of yourself and let's compare? 

Anyways pictures huzzah! 

Wilson is 3!

The birthday party is over. (Thank goodness!) The 3 year checkup is over, complete with an extra shot, that we didn't seem to get last year. He screamed, and then was over it.

Stats:

At 3 years:
your child is 31.4 pounds, and that is
at the 46th percentile for weight.

your child is 37.25 inches, and that is
at the 43rd percentile for height.

3 years ago! Little man was grumpy!

Trying to get him to take a picture with some of his presents.

 I now have a 3 year old! His speech is slowly improving, but I think he could still use some help.
The Dr. put in a referral to get him reevaluated, now that he is 3. To basically check and see if the PDD-NOS  is still an accurate diagnosis. If it is, well then, he will get all the speech and occupational therapy he needs. If he is just an average, if not a slightly delayed little boy, well then, he won't have that diagnosis follow him around into school.

I personally think, he would benefit more getting to be in a more structured setting, with other kids. Unfortunately, now that he is 3, he needs to be potty trained for us to even get him enrolled in anything. And well, potty training, doesn't look like it's going to happen just quite yet.

So we will see!

Party planning... or more like party procrastination.

So we are throwing Wilson's 3rd birthday this Saturday! His actual birthday is on Monday. AHH! Where does the time go??

I decided to be less crafty this time, and bought all the party supplies. There won't be any crazy decorations/favors/handmade things.

Everything was store bought, the party food will be pretty simple. Throwing up some decorations, and no crazy fancy cake. In fact, I won't have any cake, but we will be doing cupcakes.

I LOVE all those beautiful, creative, and expensive birthday parties, I keep seeing and pinning on Pinterest.

They will keep getting pinned, and keep being admired, But I won't be doing it. I'll stick to my more simpler, store bought, party!

Also, I had a nightmare last night, that I wasn't able to do ANYTHING for Wilson's birthday party. I was apparently really mad that it started raining, like in my dream, it got pitch black dark outside, and I don't know what I was doing, but then all of a sudden, it was time for the party and everyone showed up, and I was like "Uhh, I'm sorry."

Clearly, my subconscious is stressing out over this. I know everything will be fine, Wilson is going to be over the moon with his birthday present, that his Uncle James spoiled him with.

I'm not looking forward to putting this together though:

Some random picture on the internet, I think it's even less put together than this though. CRY.

Still though, I KNOW he is going to have a blast with it. Hopefully, he figures out how to steer and drive it. He's been getting a little practice in with his friend's little dune buggy. And if how he plays with that is any indication, I can tell, it's going to be a while.

On a happier note: Husband somehow managed to get 3 days off in a row, starting tomorrow! Who doesn't LOVE 3 day weekends? I know I did, when I used to work at the bank. So hurry up Wednesday! Let's get this 3 day weekend started!!

Eating some bugs...

Mudbugs that is. Which apparently, is a nickname for crawfish. My husband's squadron did a crawfish boil this past Saturday, and we went and got to eat some!

Callie trying a bite of Crawfish.

Not too sure about it.

Bug!

All that work, for a bite.

Last year we went, I wasn't very interested in trying any. It was a bit hotter and muggier last year, so I couldn't wait to go back home and sit in my nice cool house. This year, the weather was perfect!!

Wilson bounced in the bounce house pretty much the whole time, Callie was still too little for the bounce house, so we had to take turns following her around. We ended up taking the kids home for a nap, because they were starting to get really cranky.

When they woke up, we decided to be "those" people, and go back. Really, we just wanted to get Wilson into the bounce house some more to burn off some energy. When we got back, the boil was pretty much winding down. But Wilson got about another hour of bouncing.

We brought home a little more crawfish to eat.

Seriously though, it's so much work for like the tiniest bite of meat. It's still fun to do, when you aren't chasing a 17 month old around. But for a meal? No, this fatty needs a hamburger!

Eek! It's May!

Okay so I know it's actually already May. A couple of my friends posted this, and considering my age, I got this reference, and started singing the song, reverting back to my 16 year old self. Anyways, I'm sharing it again, here on my blog. For my own personal giggles, someday I'll come back to this post, and once again, remember that once upon a time, I was young.


Anyways, it's now May! My baby boy is getting closer to turning 3. My adopted nephew, Jack will be turning 3, 3 days before Wilson. It's a little bittersweet though, I know my best friend and I would've loved to plan some birthday parties together! If we could agree on a birthday party theme!

Wilson's is going to be Angry Birds!
Going to be a little more relaxed, not really going to try to do a whole bunch. I have hopefully another 3 more birthdays before Wilson starts demanding the Chuck E Cheese birthday parties. Okay, so maybe that last part won't happen that way. At least, I'm trying to raise him not to be that way.

But right now, he is going through a demanding phase. See examples below:

"Gimme hand, Mommy!"
"I want snuggles, Mommy!"
"Book! More book, Mommy!"
"Gimme hug!"
"Gimme kiss!"


AWWWWWWWW. Okay, I'm totally fine with him demanding ALL of those things. I ask him to ask me nicely though, but since he's still behind on talking, I normally can't get him to say the whole thing over again. He normally just goes, "Pweeeassee?" Which is enough for me!

Still, no signs of being ready for potty training. I thought that he would be ready by 3, but honestly, I'm not interested in trying to force him, and that's pretty much what I would be doing to him. If he showed a little more interest in wanting to sit on the potty, instead of screaming "No, I NOT POTTY." Maybe, then I would push for it.

I'm hoping soon though, he will show me he's ready, or more interested. I haven't started bribing yet, but that's pretty much my only idea on how to get him to be slightly interested. He doesn't even care when he watches his potty trained friends go to the bathroom. I thought that for sure would motivate him. He loves following the big kids around, and doing what they are doing. So color me shocked, when he still told me no. *sigh*

On his actual birthday, we will be going in for his now yearly checkup. I can't wait to see how much he has grown. He's eating so much better now. We can now get him to eat pretty much at every meal, although he is way more distractable, when we go out, or eat with company.

On a random side note, Wilson is now wearing all 3t clothing and is wearing a 7.5 shoes. He can wear his size 8s but he doesn't have especially chubby feet, so he doesn't fill them out very well.

I guess I should be glad my kids don't have chubby feet? It's hard enough trying to get the shoes on a squirmy toddler, let alone trying to shove them on some chubby baby feets.

Wilson also got his first haircut at the barber shop. But I wasn't that impressed with the haircut. So we probably won't go there again.

And that's all for now, in my random blogging session!